Writes the Washington Post's editorial board: "We … expect that Mr. Barr will lean heavily toward transparency. The alternative would be that questions remained unanswered — and suspicions festered — around the president’s behavior."
The Post confines its interest in the Muller probe to two instances of now-officially rebutted high presidential crimes. One, "based on Mr. Barr’s Sunday summary, ['questionable meetings between Trump officials and Russians'] did not reflect a broader coordination between the Trump campaign and Moscow." Two, although Mueller "made clear" that his completed investigation "was not an exoneration" of Trump on obstruction of justice allegations, "Barr subsequently [and unilaterally] determined that there was not enough evidence to warrant an obstruction-of-justice charge against the president."
And that was that; indeed, the Post attempts to comfort us by observing that that "much should be a relief to Americans worried that the nation’s senior leaders acted as agents of a foreign power during the 2016 election." Perhaps my lingering depressed state of mind explains the absence of it being consolingly awash in said relief.
Or, there is another explanation. Nakedly presenting itself is a far more disturbing matter of interest, which is being routinely overlooked or ignored by other media outlets as well. This is quite peculiar, since it is also the simplest question out there — plus it's a superb candidate for Occam's razor. To wit ...
Why has everyone in the circle of distrust — i.e., Team Trump — feloniously, and at least initially, lied to prosecutors about all things Russian? That is to say, why has each of these bumbling thugs exposed himself to legal jeopardy and probable jail time whenever asked by legal authorities about Russian contacts, encounters, briefings, locations, construction projects, swanky cigar bars, meetings and the material substance of those meetings? Why did they all lie about that one subject — Russia?
One doesn't lie unless one harbors a perilous truth to lie about. Hence they all voluntarily hanged themselves on the piano wire of one law-enforcing virtuoso or another. Each was competing for either the dumbest-criminal-on-earth award, or the most loyal. But however we cut it, each lied. The question is, Why? The logically unavoidable answer? Taken together, each had played his part in the "C" word.