From WNYC in New York, this is on the media.

Brooke Gladstone is out this week.

I'm Bob Garfield.

It was another normal week in Lake Flynn-Begon,

which is to say totally bat-poop insane.

The National Security Advisor is fired after being outed by spy intercepts as a liar or worse.

The president's nominee for Labor Secretary is torpedoed by Republican senators,

not over-resurfaced spousal abuse allegations, but rather his supposed softness on immigration.

And at a simply bizarreo press conference Thursday, a question from a black reporter about

Trump's deliberations on urban carnage yields this.

Are you going to include the congressional black caucus and the congressional

Well, I would. I'd tell you what. Do you want to set up the meeting? Do you want to set up the meeting?

No, no, no. Are they friends of yours?

I'm just a report. I'll get it. Set up the... I shall pause for you to soak that in.

But wait, there's more at the same presser.

Trump tried to explain how the Flynn revelations were both

actual leaks of secret intel and a partisan fabrication. Well, the leaks are real. You're the

one that wrote about them and reported them. I mean, the leaks are real. You know what they said.

You saw it. And the leaks are absolutely real. The news is fake because so much of the news is fake.

Ah, an irresistible farce meets an immovable objection.

Together, for Trump's critics, the week's news feed was a horn of plenty,

and they could scarcely contain their glee.

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