The Cleaner

Based on a series of strange bursts of information made available that doesn't make sense given the amount of information that is protected and at great length kept hidden, Sundance, America's greatest conspiracy deconstructionist, concludes that the person who did the releasing is Matthew Whitaker.

* How we found out about the Mark Warner text messages?
* Who released the Carter Page FISA application?
* Where did the Lisa Page / Peter Strzok flood of emails come from?
* Why those emails? Answer: pushback against sketchy Mueler framework within the Flynn plea
* Who wrote the Wolfe indictment to outline evidence he leaked?
* Who made the decision to not redact the key FISC clerk stamp when everything else was blacked out?
* Where did all this unofficial evidence come from?

All of that points to Matthew Whitaker.

That's why President Trump's advisors are having him disavow knowing anything about Matthew Whitaker.

And that's why the deepest smelliest of D.C. swamp creatures are going out of their minds to force Whitaker to recuse, because he is uniquely positioned to be the cleaner.

The Cleaner. The Hatchet Man. Whatever.

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Oh man, that just reminded me of something unrelated that's kind of funny. Care to hear it?

Okay. Here goes.

I was on vacation on the remote and exotic tropical island of New Orleans.

It seemed like an island.

In a bar I encountered a large bald man from Germany who told me a horrible story about one of his EMT experiences. About my age at the time. He sounds like Schwarzenegger when he speaks. I told him that he looks like Mr. Clean. White t-shirt, white pants, the whole bit. He didn't know what I was talking about so I explained Mr. Clean is the name of product line of household cleaning formulations. If the German guy had a gold earring the resemblance to the company logo would be complete. Thereafter he referred back to himself as Mr. Clearner.

Mr. Clean, not Mr. Cleaner.

Mr. Cleaner. Mr. Cleaner. Mr. Cleaner. Mr. Cleaner. It didn't matter. The German guy is now Mr. Cleaner. (Say it like Schwarzenegger)

Later that night I was at a different bar where men were allowing themselves to be auctioned for a date. The guys got to meet women and proceeds went to a charity and travelers got hooked up for a dinner or whatever. And there was the German guy with a gold earring auctioning himself as Mr. Cleaner.

Everyone laughed.

He laughed at himself. He was delighted to have this functionality in America. Already accepted as one of us. He fit right in, an automatic American.

And come to think of it, there's not that much difference with Whitaker.