Confidential informants are spies, but don't tell anyone

Using #NEVERTRUMP doublespeak on what is and is not "spying" let me tell you how my weekend honoring the nation’s fallen veterans – but not Memorial Day – went.

  

The woman I have a religious and legal covenant with – but not my wife - hopped into my large metal covered box with room for a large payload in the back propelled by an internal combustion engine – but not a pickup truck – travelled along a continuous ribbon of asphalt and cement with no stop signs or stop lights with access controlled so that other large metal boxes propelled by internal combustion engines could only enter the ribbon of asphalt and concrete travelling in the same direction as existing traffic – but definitely not a freeway. 

We travelled to Bloomington, IN to visit another male human being that shares our DNA - but not our son.   While we were there, we visited a popular building that prepared different types of food that could be selected from a folded piece of laminated paper – not a menue and most certainly not a restaurant. 

Once we decide what we wanted from the list on the folded laminated piece of paper, we gave that information – not an order - to the person - not a waiter - who relayed the information to the people in a room with cold and hot boxes and utensils for scooping, cutting and mixing – but not a kitchen.  The people there combined various ingredients in prescribed amounts at prescribed times and placed them over a prescribed amount of heat for a prescribed amount of time – these people are not cooks. 

  

One of our party ordered a selection that arrived prior to the intermediary delivering the other selections the party made from laminated paper – this isn’t to be confused with an appetizer.

This for course is total BS.  The wife and I took my pickup and traveled via I-69 to Bloomington to take Lex jr. out to dinner. All the other superfluous BS is designed to get the word count up and confuse the issue.

What's funny about all this is that Americans are not the rubes who these Dopes and #NEVERTRUMPERS think we are.  We all know that a “confidential informant inside an organization” is a spy. 

Andy McCarthy clears this up in this piece.  McCarthy’s point is that he who wins the perceptions argument wins the day. The fact that the weasels gave the Trump campaign no warnings means that they were less interested in Russians than they were with people in the campaign. And no one yet has won a "perception" argument with PDJT.

I still think all this could be cleared up by PDJT announcing that he's ordering the FBI to infiltrate all Demo Dope campaigns with "confidential informants."  If the Dopes object they're busted.