By John Kass
I want you to get yourself a book. It is an important, special book written for those of you who love your country, pay your taxes and play by the rules. It has a great title, written by a fearless reporter, Miranda Devine of the New York Post:
“The Big Guy: How a President and His Son Sold Out America”
It’s all about the cover-up, backed up by hard facts and on-the-record testimony about the liars who abused you, me, our nation, all of us. It has been written cleanly, clearly. So if you care about America, you’ll rush and order this great book now.
And while you’re ordering, how about I tell you a story?
A few years ago after she came out with her first book on Joe Biden’s oily corruption, “Laptop From Hell” (another great read) I was at “the paper.” And sometimes I’d hear the wailing and sighs of agony when I’d tell my editors I planned on writing a column in support of Miranda Devine of The New York Post.
You ever take children to the dentist for a tooth-pull? It sounded like that.
Their sighs, tiny screams and complaints meant I was over the target. No doubt journalistic curiosity had been squeezed out of them by the Shameless 51, the liars of the so-called “Intelligence Community” who’d been wrangled to protect the corrupt China Joe Biden and elect him president over the objections of people with common sense.
The best editors, the most respected, such as John McCormick and Bruce Dold were already gone. And my dear friend Kristen McQueary was either gone or on the way out the door. She, like Devine was a tough reporter who deserved more than she received from the Trib. One thing she’d never do–she’d never whine about a good column coming her way, one that readers would read because it had all the elements of a good story: The use of raw political power and money and sex.
But this new breed of woke editors terrified of angering the rabid left wing (I took to thinking of them as news suppressors) weren’t enthused by Miranda Devine’s great stories.
The once-great paper was repeating a pattern of self-destruction becoming woke, before it went broke.
I was about to go, too, but I didn’t know it yet then.
Miranda Devine was and is the lead columnist at the New York Post, a tabloid that understood a good story. She loves tabloids. She’s unpretentious and curious. She’s a tough, seasoned pro who came from a newspaper family. I knew of her father, the late Frank Devine when he was editor of the Chicago Sun Times.
Read more here.