It is now a virtual certainty that Pam Bondi’s corrupt DOJ will slow-walk the release of the Epstein files as long as it can, forever if possible. We have no way of knowing how that will play out. But the excavation of Jeffrey Epstein’s entire life has become a mini-industry, and we now know a whole lot more than we did, even a few weeks ago. No, we don’t have a smoking gun — video of Trump, say, in bed with an underaged girl or two — and it’s possible there won’t be. But that doesn’t mean there hasn’t been some pretty juicy stuff jumping out of the files that have, despite Bondi’s best efforts, already been released. It will take a while for the pieces to fall into place, but there are plenty of storylines for ambitious reporters to follow. I am expecting astonishing revelations, though they won’t necessarily involve Trump. The Trump evidence will mostly remain unavailable until something, or someone, pries it loose. But in the meantim...
Turns out, one of the hardest parts of watching my country descend deeper and deeper into darkness is the sheer embarrassment of it all. We’ve been reduced to a unique blend of stupidity and malevolence, and the rest of the civilized world doesn’t know whether to laugh at us or cry. Neither do I. My Canadian cousins and friends have real reason to fear the deranged impulses of a monster acting in the name of my country — and by extension, me — and I’m powerless to help them. I can tell them it’s ludicrous to think Trump would invade Canada, but do I really believe that? America is behaving like a playground bully with a nuclear arsenal, so I don’t know what I believe anymore. The Venezuela thing is mind-blowing on many levels, but I think it’s helpful to see it, not so much for what it is, as for what it’s not. Most of all, it’s not about oil. No matter how much bluster Trump brings to the subject, Venezuelan oil is not something the en...