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Mainstream Lemmings

I'm annoyed and you should be too.

Imagine this, what if the media just stopped covering Trump? Look, I know, I keep hearing this argument, "He's the president and we have to have respect for the office of the president."

My counter argument is this: I have respect for the office of the president which is why we should stop covering him.

Stop covering his tweets.
Stop letting his lunatic rants drive the news cycle.
Actually do some investigative journalism because, let's face it, we are here, in part, because of you.

What are some things that could actually be broadcast across the airwaves that are newsworthy?

@Amy_Siskind has the 411, so does @RVAWonk

Here's a few noteworthy items:
Yesterday Giuliani said he hadn’t spoken to Trump in 2 weeks.  (Siskind)
"[Kushner's] startup is discussing an investment of at least $100 million from a private fund that receives much of its capital from the governments of Saudi Arabia and the United Arab Emirates." (Siskind)
A Russian missile is responsible for murdering 298 people on Malaysian Air (Jake Tapper)
Trey Gowdy is being briefed on Trump's fake informant outrage before the Gang of 8
Donald Trump violated the First Amendment by blocking users from viewing his tweets.
Papadopoulous is close to being sentenced.

I mean, focus.

What else could you air instead? Hillary Clinton. More people voted for her policies than they did Trump's. Oh right, the conservative gerrymanderers want to keep the Electoral College because it gives them an edge. Guess what, the "coastal elite" weren't always coastal. Some of them moved there to get away from the "rednecks".

I'm just rambling now...

Onward.





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