Jennifer Rubin comes out swinging.

With words. Notice how politicians, activists, celebrities, all say the same things urging people to form groups and get in people's faces? They want you to to their dirty work. Their work is words. And when you give them three seconds you hear them have everything precisely reversed.

Every single day I read somebody aver Trump lies every day. That they're sick and tired of Sarah Sanders' lies. So numerous, so often, so common it's axiomatic, but they never bother to specify even one that sits in their craw particularly. And when they do mention, their item is a lie. A mischaracterization. A surface reading but one that is heartfelt. And impervious to correction.

How amazing it is for Jennifer Rubin to specify an incident of Trump calling out a specific fake news reporter, and Trump is right about how they've always reported on him, claiming that works up his crackpots to get in their faces, calling them "enemy of the people" basically waging war of words that gets translated into immediate physical discomfort. Rubens claims media has never fought back. Her view is reversed. She is intensely discomforted in Trump effectively damaging media's value. She speaks from within it. Not from 10,000 feet altitude. She and her like destroyed their own value. Trump is giving voice to what his supporters already knew. She has that reversed. Trump's supporters despised media before Trump said so. But Rubins thought her enterprise was effective. She cannot see a difference between conservative crackpots and liberal crackpots.

It's amazing listening to her for her awfulness and the awfulness of the whole panel. They really are stuck. All that they see occurring to them they have already inflicted on others. Having it returned to them is a shock to their system. Without exception every single point that Rubin makes is more effectively applied and better understood in reverse. As always, she has cause and effect reversed.

In her world the cart pushes the horse. The earth leaves behind the rocket in space. The gun caused the human hand to pull the trigger.

The woman is deeply conflicted and badly shaken. In her world Trump's words cause actual harm. And they do. Nobody sensible listens to her nonsense anymore. While her words to make everyone associated with Trump administration suffer a life-term of discomfort does not instigate violence or real harm, in the exact way she attributes to Trump.  She wants to rip Trump's head off and dropkick it across the marbled floor, but all she has is her words. She is angry and this is her violence. So she uses her words in attempt to activate her crackpots to discomfort others and to violence forever. She says a life-term. That's how unreasonably angry she is. Then denies that her version of the word-war is damaging, that it is righteous while its opposite must be stomped out.

The MSNBC video on Breitbart is good to see how realities are constructed in direct opposition to facts. The guy on the panel jumps in with a journalist-world fact that some Canadian writer listed over a hundred lies that Trump told in one week. "Every day!" All he needs is a list drawn up by a foreigner and he has his factoid for the day, and delivers, doing the the thing he accuses of Trump. We're sick of your lies, Fake New, Enemies of the People, you're good as watching, say, a as cock fight with chicken scratches, torn chicken skin, and feathers all over the place. Word feathers.

End.

I only watched because I was thinking, who is this woman anyway?

I'm tired of hearing about her. Washington Post's token fake-conserviative. I think. A fake setup right from the start. Positioned purposefully to deliver distorted nonsense. Then gravely offended when called on it.

I knew her the moment I saw her.

Ping. Just like that. Her appearance fits a profile now chiseled in stone. Listening to her contributes to the profile.

She's the woman sitting at a table with another woman in a Mexican restaurant forty years ago. Their conversation overheard memorable for its supreme self-centerdness. For its vacuity. For its reversal of moral underpinnings. Young women married to young doctors, they were talking about the things they are buying for themselves. Their husbands mere vehicles for their indulgent acquisition.

She is the top NYT crossword puzzle solver, proven by contests and by employment. Proofreader for NYT crossword and for others. Employed as insurance actuary. Very smart beyond puzzles. Knowledgeable about everything and with eidetic memory for acute detail. But never dares step out of the city. Horrified at the thought of a puzzle convention held in Grand Teton. Wyoming! Are you out of your mind? Collects fluffy stuffed animals.

Comparing Rubin's troubled rhetoric, effete and ineffective, with her natural prim repose one senses the tremendous depth of the psychic disturbance roiling underneath its cultured surface. And that's cheering because it means that whole wearisome world is crashing.