Late Tuesday night, I recalled the late Harry G. Frankfurt’s increasingly relevant, “On Bulls**t.”
When we characterize talk as hot air, we mean that what comes out of the speaker’s mouth is only that. It is mere vapor. His speech is empty, without substance or content. His use of language, accordingly, does not contribute to the purpose it purports to serve. No more information is communicated than if the speaker had merely exhaled.
I thought of that book as I was watching Democratic Delegate Stacey Plaskett’s performance on the House floor as she defended herself on a censure resolution inspired by revelations in the Washington Post that she received coaching from world-renowned scumbag Jeffrey Epstein during a 2019 hearing, as she prepared to question former Trump lawyer and fixer Michael Cohen.
The Post story and accompanying video are damning. Of course, the revelations are a bigger story because they involve Epstein. He was still a few months out from being charged with a slew of sex trafficking offenses, but he was still a registered sex offender, as she effectively said, “Jeffrey, take the wheel.” However, this is bad no matter who was driving her questioning in real time. She was nothing more than a ventriloquist dummy, and if you haven’t seen the video, judge for yourself:
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