Who can possibly know what to believe any more?

The story is weird beyond belief, that Hillary Clinton suffered her concussion on a secret mission to Iran three weeks ago. But what I particularly liked was this comment [Number 12] which is more or less reflects how I feel about the world I find myself in:

This fantastic rumor gets traction because of the dishonesty of everyone involved, including the politically corrupt U.S. news media. The Clintons have long been world class liars about anything and everything; Obama is such a master of deceit that in a certain sense he does not even exist, being almost wholly a fictional character; the State Department has once again disgraced itself and continues to lie even after being caught red-handed; and the so-called news media can no longer be trusted to report the truth about anything that reflects badly upon the Left.

Who can possibly know what to believe any more, except that the people we are dealing with are capable of anything – and the news media will do their best to help them get away with it?

As for the story itself, here are the final two paras to brighten the New Year:

To what the Americans mission to Iran was about this report doesn’t speculate upon, other than to note that with the Gulf State Monarchies rapidly approaching a union of their oil rich nations to counter Iranian power, and with President Obama signing a new law this past week to strengthen American borders against threats from Iran, and with the highly-publicized ‘Velayat 91′ Iranian military exercises now taking place across a wide area from the Strait of Hormuz, a new and catastrophic war in this region is much closer to being a reality than many realize.

So if Secretary Clinton’s mission was meant to forestall such a war it is not in our knowing, other than to note, that with the United States continued backing of some of the cruelest dictatorships in the world, our entire planet is but one spark away from a fire that could very well consume us all.

A hundred years ago it was 1913. Only a year later 1914 begins a cataclysmic century from which the echos have by no means come to an end.