anti-clinton conspiracies rebooted

Gram­pa Malm­berg sto­ry time kids.

So way back in the mid-1990s, be­fore I be­came a graph­ic de­sign­er, I worked every kind of un­skilled la­bor job you can imag­ine.

I worked light con­struc­tion, ware­house, food ser­vice, even day la­bor. I had a job once where I sand­ed the edges off wind­shield glass for 8 hours at a stretch and did noth­ing else.

When you work jobs like that there was al­ways a ra­dio on and 9 times out of 10 that ra­dio is tuned to right wing talk shows. Lim­baugh, Sav­age, whathavey­ou.

This was the gold­en age of anti-Clin­ton hys­te­ria and so I heard all the in­sane ram­blings about Vince Fos­ter and the “Clin­ton Body Count” (of­ten to the ac­com­pa­ni­ment of my fel­low work­ers’ grunts and snorts af­firm­ing every­thing they were hear­ing in real time).

It was all base­less con­spir­a­to­r­i­al lies and non­sense meant to rile up the em­bit­tered white dudes that clung re­li­gious­ly to their talk ra­dio shock gods in the days be­fore Fox News be­came a thing. It was red meat for the ig­no­rant set that blamed every­thing on af­fir­ma­tive ac­tion and po­lit­i­cal cor­rect­ness. In time, all that shit was de­bunked and the Clin­ton im­peach­ment failed and the world moved on.

Fast for­ward
to twen­ty years lat­er and I now have to lis­ten to all the same lies all over again, but this time they are com­ing from the mouths and key­boards of al­leged­ly “pro­gres­sive” 20-some­things, re­lay­ing and re­gur­gi­tat­ing the shit like its some band that was ahead of its time. Like they dis­cov­ered the fuck­ing Pix­ies or some­thing.

90s nos­tal­gia in the form of nox­ious right wing pro­pa­gan­da. It’s ab­solute garbage, and tons of kids are falling for it. Lies that only ig­no­rant dum­b­ass­es be­lieved in their hey­day, find­ing a new life with sup­pos­ed­ly en­light­ened young peo­ple.
 

—ja­son malm­berg

Flom­mist Ja­son Malm­berg is a sim­ple man who be­lieves in brown liquor and small dogs. He also makes art some­times. Copy­right © 2016 Ja­son Malm­berg. Pic­tured: The Good Wife.

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