The new Robert De Niro show is elite propaganda
By River Page | The Free Press
The year was 2012, and I was 16, watching Mitt Romney debate Barack Obama on TV with my stepdad, a log truck driver who’d raised me since the age of five—and whose verdict was this: “It don’t matter anyhow.” He said it, spitting his Copenhagen longcut into a Dr. Pepper can. “They already decided who’s gonna win anyway.”
He didn’t say who they were, but he didn’t need to. I’d heard the specter of they invoked my whole life by friends and family in our small East Texas town. They were planning to take away our guns. They shipped our jobs overseas. They wanted everyone to stop using cash to track our every movement. And of course, they killed Kennedy.
Americans are conspiratorial. Sixty-five percent of us believe that Lee Harvey Oswald did not act ...