The Impious Digest Officially Disavows Abby Martin

[dropcap]W[/dropcap]as it not Voltaire that said “I may disagree with every word you say, but I will defend to the death your right to be a dummy; to be a David Brock air biscuit for re-tweeting Media Matters like an alt-left troll.”

Although at the time I felt so awful I wanted to jump out of the 7th floor window, I’m glad now that I accidentally broke the frame in that painting you had just sold in that Los Angeles art show. In fact, I am so pissed right now I’d be doing a hat dance around it, and stomping it in Doc Martin boots.

Abby, you were the first warrior to take on “fake news.” It has always existed under different names, before this it was “yellow journalism”, e.g.

Before Trump coined “fake news” you were the go-to expert on how social conditioning and social engineering worked through media propaganda. You laid out the intricate science of psychological operations in an easy-to-understand format for the world to digest.

Your logo was a television getting smashed with a hammer. And now you mock people who question the media establishment, i.e., anyone that is not approved by Media Matters? This is the same gang of globalist oil/energy barons that hate Trump primarily for not going to war with Russia.

“Most of the journalists you see in foreign countries … European or American journalists …, like me in the past, are so-called non-official cover. … Non-official cover [NOC] means what? You do work for an intelligence agency, … but … when they [the public] find out that you are not only a journalist but a spy too, they [the CIA] will never say this was one of our guys. … So, I have helped them in several situations, and I feel ashamed for that. … I feel ashamed that I … was bribed by billionaires, I was bribed by the Americans, not to report exactly the truth. …

“The German and American media tries to bring war to the people in Europe, to bring war to Russia. This is a point of no return, and I am going to stand up and say … it is not right what I have done in the past, to manipulate people, to make propaganda against Russia…because war is never coming from itself, there is always people who push for war, and this is not only politicians, it is journalists too… We have betrayed our readers, just to push for war …” Udo Ulfkotte

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You’re welcome, says Q.

You’re now a shill for the same people who doxxed you, for Hillary Clinton and the 7th Floor gang which you once so bravely and vehemently attacked. You now seem to believe in a false dichotomy you used to mock. You are so outside the loop of DC politics right now you’re calling the establishment media trustworthy, you of all people, who gave us Breaking the Set, the first and boldest assault on Mockingbird that enlightened the world.

Noam Chomsky, you sexy bastard.

After constantly fawning over the, admittedly, very sexy Noam Chomsky; and even though you  understand the nuts and bolts of manufacturing consent and that we are under assault by a monolithic corporate media controlled by only six companies, you cite the very organization used by the deep state to enable crimes against the people. What next? Cite Snopes as the only arbiter of truth?

You talk shit about Wikileaks too. Why?

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We know Netanyahu is a war-mongering shit bubble trying to measure up to his heroic dead brother. But we need to rein in the powers supporting him, which is the deep state whose most powerful asset is perception management via media control. Reality is perception, and you know that. If 90-95% of that asset is rabidly anti-Trump, doesn’t that mean you’re looking at the same media organs you were at war with all your life? Why are they credible all of a sudden?

Trump took down the Bush dynasty. He took down the Clinton dynasty. He took down Hollywood. He took down the MSM. He took down every single enemy you had throughout your life, and you’re shilling for the scumbags who doxxed you. Were you unmasked? What do you think? Who did you scare the shit out of? Remember?

Strange. Here you are doing an episode on Podesta da Molesta’s emails, using Wikileaks emails as a source! WTF? I thought Assange was beneath you? You said he was peddling debunked pizzagate conspiracy theories, except he didn’t (it was discovered by Internet sleuths), and as it it turns out, a massive pedophilia scandal is now consuming DC and Hollywood. You may want to distance yourself from the clown car, pedophilia is not a joke, and straw man attacks are beneath you.


What better way to protect yourself from prosecution for crimes against children than controlling how they’re investigated?

Abby, I am so disappointed. I don’t want to hold your hand and skip through the mall anymore.

“Oh Abby! We are so happy! What could you possibly do to fuck it all up?”*

I don’t want to push you on the swing-set at the beach anymore.

I don’t want to walk the pier eating popcorn with you anymore, singing show tunes and sucker punching babies. In fact, I never wanted to punch babies. Was that your thing? I don’t know, not sure now, could have been someone else. Your wacky ilk think that shit is performance art.

I don’t want to feel your loving hand on my cheek anymore; that warm, tender, caress that melted the most  icy heart. I don’t even want that,  even though it would most likely be a closed fist, with all your weight behind it, aimed directly at my jaw or eye.

“I see a baby right there. Just begging to be sucker punched. What say you, my sweet Adonis?” **

I don’t want to do any of that anymore. That  I don’t want to anymore doesn’t mean we ever did do those specific things, which goes to show the power of omission. Until I added this line, some might have thought we did these things when all I said was “I don’t want to anymore.” I fucking hate show tunes, for example.

In the future as you do your news, do not omit the fact that the people who love you still have a right to see the world differently, with less fear, and anger, and perhaps a bit less negativity, than you do.

You are deeply loved, Abby. Just not by me. Maybe I should have waited until after the show to tell you?

Someday, perhaps, you will find a way to get over me. It may take many years of therapy, but we both know this is the best decision for the both of us.

Please don’t take this goodbye too hard. You will be fine.  Regardless, we had some good times together, and I find myself at a mournful loss of words… So Abby, I- I’ll let The Manhattens say it for me, okay?


*For illustrative purposes only. Not real Abby.

** Ditto

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Methinks I am a conspiracy theorist. Art thou? Thou block, thou stone, thou worse than senseless thing, for whilst thou slept didst this become a badge of honor. Informed dissent shall always prevail, wherefore art thou worthy, or art thou this unwholesome fool in the group conformity experiment herein?

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