It’s been less than a year since the death of William Norman Grigg, the fastidious investigative writer documenting law enforcement corruption and abuse.
I don’t have a lot to say on top of what I wrote then, other than the more I listen to the unhinge rhetoric of Trump haters who think the Kremlin was wholly responsible for the election outcome, the more I see these disingenuously displayed “No one Trumps the Constitution” bumper stickers, the more I miss Grigg.
He was among a handful of Trump’s critics I respected and took seriously, because unlike the other cabal of political clowns who favored enormous presidential powers when it was in their man’s grasp, or failed stupendously to understand the underlying symptoms that ultimately brought MAGA to victory, Grigg was consistent and principled. His attacks on Trump could have been, and had been, aimed at others with the same views.
Grigg also was probably the best person capable of picking apart certain myths the Alt. Right holds about whites and white society in general.
No, we’re not Africa-level corrupt, but it is bad, and Grigg’s blog showcased the astounding level of government corruption within “red” and heavily white states such as Utah and Idaho.
The trouble is that unlike the Third World, First World rot is concealed behind a strong veil of legitimacy and respectability.
That rot, found in every stratum of our society, is beginning to leak out, first in Hollywood, and soon in D.C. and elsewhere.
I hope Grigg’s final thoughts on this earth were in the certainty that his views would be vindicated one day.