Donald Trump was born Dimitri Brataslav on Nov. 12, 1941 in the Soviet city of Smolensk. His parents died during the brutal winter of 1942, and he was raised in a state orphanage, where his proclivity for English and his ability to shift shape caught the attention of the NKVD, or secret police, which spent five years training him as a sleeper agent until, at age 15, he was smuggled into the United States, landed on Long Island from a Soviet submarine and placed under the care of Brooklyn developer Fred Trump who, in return for $50,000 a year in U.S. dollars, agreed to raise the boy as his own son, the idea being the lad would eventually help the Russians gain access to the New York real estate market and the New Jersey porn industry …
Oh, none of that is true. But I was considering the farrago of conspiracy theories and the daily blunderbuss blast of falsehoods — the president publicly lies, on average, 10 times a day, according to the Washington Post’s count — and I got to wondering: Why do Republicans get to have all the fun? To continually fabricate any nonsense they feel props up their otherwise unsupported and unsupportable causes? Why can’t Democrats, facing an entrenched movement of growing white nationalism and anti-minority hysteria, avail ourselves to similar tactics?
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