Obama: NASA isn't self-esteem agency

GLENN: Now, Robert Gibbs says that the NASA mission is not Muslim outreach. Now, there's a couple of questions on this. Why did it take so long for any reporter to ask, hey.

PAT: He kind of addresses that in the confines of the question, which is great.

GLENN: Here it is.

REPORTER: — made a couple of weeks back that drew some interest, specifically some conservatives who are wondering why he said that one of the charges that the president gave him when he got the job was that he had to focus on outreach to the Muslim world. Why is a NASA administrator doing that?

GIBBS: It's an excellent question and I don't think — that was not his task and that's not the task of NASA.

REPORTER: Did he misspeak?

GLENN: What?

REPORTER: Has the president spoken to him about that to clear it up? Anybody here at the White House?

GIBBS: I'm sure people at the house talk to NASA people all the time.

GLENN: Jeez. Followup, followup question, Mr. Gibbs: Don't you think that's a pretty unreasonable answer to give? The head guy of NASA says the president says his number one most important responsibility is to make Muslim countries feel good about their contribution to society.

PAT: So not did he misspeak. Are you saying the NASA administrator lied through his teeth about the foremost goal?

GLENN: So clueless that he got that — shouldn't the president maybe make a phone call and say, hey, are you on medication or anything? I mean, I was on Fox and Friends this morning and they asked me about this and I said, you know what this is? This is McDonald's. Ronald McDonald gives you a job and you're asked in the press about it and you say, "Yep, yep, the clown came to me and said I'm in charge of all the new McFilets and I'm the one that's going to be serving all of the tenderloin." Shouldn't — don't you think maybe the clown would come out and event — and say, okay, we're not serving filets. No, no, no, he misunderstood. Shouldn't that be something that he would do right away? And don't you think that if I was running the McDonald's, Ronald would come out with the big shoes and say, hey, what's this whole filet thing that you're talking about? That ain't it. We don't do filets. We do hamburgers. "Oh, I know. I'm sorry. I got that wrong. I've been working on the pasta job that you gave me. You said number one is McPasta." No, we don't make pasta, either. Is there something wrong with you? We're McDonald's.

PAT: Maybe he shouldn't be head of NASA. You know, if you don't even know what your foremost goal is at NASA, I would think maybe you shouldn't be there.

GLENN: I mean, shouldn't the president call him up (phone ringing). "Hello, NASA." "Yeah, you know the, you know the big white, kind of long things with fire that comes out of the end and that go — they shoot up in the sky?" "Yeah, rockets you mean?" "That's what you do. That's what you do."

STU: Right, I make people feel good about their contribution to the rocket thingies, right?

GLENN: So is there any way that anyone believes the president of the United States didn't say this?

PAT: Not for a second.

GLENN: Not for a second.

PAT: And —

GLENN: Because you would have handled it differently.

PAT: And why didn't, why didn't the president come out like the day after this broke and say, "No, no, no, that's not."

GLENN: Or Gibbs.

PAT: Or Gibbs. And why is it two weeks the guy says, "A couple of weeks ago something came up. "

GLENN: He has said this twice.

PAT: Come on.

GLENN: He has said this twice.

PAT: A couple, like several years ago Barack Obama said that there was — his grandmother's a typical white. What did he mean by that?

GLENN: Do you think this —

PAT: Right on top of it.

GLENN: Do you think if he would have come out and said, you know what, the president said to me that my foremost requirement on the job, the foremost thing I have to concentrate on is we're going to Pluto, you know, the cartoon dog. If he would say — if he would say, not the cartoon dog but if he would say, "My first, foremost job he said was that we're going to build spaceships to go to Pluto," do you think the White House would have responded, do you think anybody would have asked the question that day to the White House and say, are we planning a manned mission to Pluto? "No, we're not." The president has asked him and called him where he got the Pluto idea. We're not going to Pluto. That's exactly what would have happened.

PAT: It would have. It would have.

GLENN: It would have.

STU: Did the media dismiss this as he is basically saying, you know, try to, just pandering to the guy he's being interviewed by? Like, I'm over there, I'm doing an interview with Muslim countries. I'm just going to say a nice thing about Muslims.

GLENN: The media knows it's true.

STU: So how does that conversation happen? Like, what's the conversation that leads this guy to believe this, that Barack Obama says to the NASA guy, hey —

GLENN: Here's — I'm going out on a limb.

STU: Okay.

GLENN: But here's how I think the conversation — Pat, you play the NASA guy.

PAT: All right.

GLENN: Okay? And I'm going to play Barack Obama. And you can see how this probably was misconstrued. This is just, this is a reenactment of something on how I think it may have gone. "Hey, NASA guy."

PAT: Hey, Mr. President.

GLENN: How are things?

PAT: Good.

GLENN: Good. Boy, I wanted to hire you because you're the most qualified for the job and I just want to go over — we're not going to go to the moon.

PAT: Oh.

GLENN: That's really expensive.

PAT: Well, wait.

GLENN: We're not going to — you know, we're going to —

PAT: Mars, we're going to Mars then?

GLENN: No, we're scaling back.

PAT: Saturn? Can we go to —

GLENN: No. But here's what I want you to concentrate on.

PAT: All right.

GLENN: This is where it gets confusing. Here's what I want you to concentrate on. I want you to do a Muslim outreach and I want you to make the Muslim countries of the world, I want you to make them feel good about their contribution to science and, I don't know, math or whatever.

PAT: So you would say my foremost mission then is —

GLENN: That's your foremost mission.

PAT: At NASA?

GLENN: At NASA.

PAT: Is like Muslim outreach?

GLENN: Yeah. Forget about the rocket things. Do that. Can you do that? That's what I hired you for.

PAT: That's not really what we do but

GLENN: But you can do it?

PAT: Yeah, I guess.

GLENN: Good. All right. Thanks. Hey, and by the way, when you accept an interview, do it, like, on Al Jazeera or, you know, do it on some Middle Eastern thing. That's part of the Muslim outreach.

PAT: Okay.

GLENN: Otherwise you would just do interviews like here in America.

PAT: Here, on CBS, 60 Minutes, whatever.

GLENN: You are the NASA guy and there's not a lot of calls for NASA guys, you know, —

PAT: In the Middle East?

GLENN: In the Middle East to be on — why do they care? You know what I'm saying?

PAT: I know what you're saying.

GLENN: So this would be

PAT: So do some interviews with Al Jazeera?

GLENN: Do some interviews with Al Jazeera or whoever's there.

PAT: All right, I'll set that up. I'll have my people call.

GLENN: Because that will be part of the outreach. And by the way, don't worry. If anybody asks you, you just go ahead and tell them the truth because the press isn't going to follow up anyway.

PAT: All right.

GLENN: And Gibbs is such a dope, he will just say, no, he didn't say that and then they won't follow up and it will be over.

PAT: Really?

GLENN: Yeah.

PAT: Okay, sure.

GLENN: Got it? Okay, thank you.

STU: You know, that sounds ridiculous but the best evidence for it is the guy — the interviewer's first question which is like, what are you doing here? It's not like the guy, the Middle Eastern interviewer wanted to do this interview. His first question was, why are you here? It's his first question. He doesn't even understand why the interview is occurring. It's all because of you.

GLENN: Who's over in Al Jazeera? If we could only get someone from NASA and tell us what exactly they're going to do. Are they going to the moon? Are they not going to the moon? What do they care!

STU: They didn't even want, seem to want to do the interview at all.

GLENN: Yeah. Now, here's why this story matters. The White House is lying to you.

PAT: Again.

GLENN: Does anybody care? Is there anybody in the press that is — I mean, do they have you on Ambien? What is it that they have you on? Are they just putting like little sleepy gas into the press room? What is it that you have — you have no reaction when they look at you and tell you the most implausible thing? "No, you know what? The president didn't say that. Here's what really happened. The guy the president hired was taken by space aliens and replaced with the guy that you saw in the interview. Then they did anal cavity searches and whatever. They decided, no, he's not the guy; he's cool with the NASA thing. And so they returned him and they took their, you know, their robot probe look alike back up into the plane." "Oh, okay. Could you tell me about also a followup question on something entirely unrelated? What does the president feel like, you know? Is he still happy about his job?"

Carter Page, a former advisor to Donald Trump's 2016 presidential campaign, found himself at the center of the Russia probe and had his reputation and career destroyed by what we now know were lies from our own intelligence system and the media.

On the TV show Thursday, Page joined Glenn Beck to speak out about how he became the subject of illegal electronic surveillance by the FBI for more than two years, and revealed the extent of the corruption that has infiltrated our legal systems and our country as a whole.

"To me, the bigger issue is how much damage this has done to our country," Page told Glenn. "I've been very patient in trying to ... find help with finding solutions and correcting this terrible thing which has happened to our country, our judicial system, DOJ, FBI -- these once-great institutions. And my bigger concern is the fact that, although we keep taking these steps forward in terms of these important findings, it really remains the tip of the iceberg."

Page was referencing the report by Justice Department Inspector General Michael Horowitz, which revealed that the FBI made "at least 17 significant errors or omissions" in its Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act (FISA) applications for warrants to spy on Page, a U.S. citizen.

"I think this needs to be attacked from all angles," Glenn said. "The one angle I'm interested in from you is, please tell me you have the biggest badass attorneys that are hungry, starving, maybe are a little low to pay their Mercedes payments right now, and are just gearing up to come after the government and the media. Are they?"

I can confirm that that is the case," Page replied.

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On Wednesday's TV show, Glenn Beck sat down with radio show host, author, political commentator, and film critic, Michael Medved.

Michael had an interesting prediction for the 2020 election outcome: a brokered convention by the DNC will usher in former First Lady Michelle Obama to run against President Donald Trump.

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On Thursday's "Glenn Beck Radio Program," BlazeTV's White House correspondent Jon Miller described the current situation in Virginia after Gov. Ralph Northam (D) declared a state of emergency and banned people carrying guns at Capitol Square just days before a pro-Second-Amendment rally scheduled on Martin Luther King Jr. Day.

Jon told Glenn that Gov. Northam and the Virginia Legislature are "trying to deprive the people of their Second Amendment rights" but the citizens of Virginia are "rising up" to defend their constitutional rights.

"I do think this is the flashpoint," Jon said. "They [Virginia lawmakers] are saying, 'You cannot exercise your rights ... and instead of trying to de-escalate the situation, we are putting pressure. We're trying to escalate it and we're trying to enrage the citizenry even more'."

Glenn noted how Gov. Northam initially blamed the threat of violence from Antifa for his decision to ban weapons but quickly changed his narrative to blame "white supremacists" to vilify the people who are standing up for the Second Amendment and the Constitution.

"What he's doing is, he's making all all the law-abiding citizens of Virginia into white supremacists," Glenn said.

"Sadly, that's exactly right," Jon replied. "And I think he knows exactly what he's doing."

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Ryan: Trump Louisiana Finale

Photo by Jim Dale

Part One. Part Two. Part Three.

At the end of Trump rallies, I would throw on my Carhartt jacket, sneak out of the press area, then blend in with everyone as they left, filing out through swinging doors.

Often, someone held the door open for me. Just 30 minutes earlier, the same person had most likely had most likely hissed at me for being a journalist. And now they were Sunday smiles and "Oh, yes, thank you, sir" like some redneck concierge.

People flooded out of the arena with the stupidity of a fire drill mishap, desperate to survive.

The air smacked you as soon as you crossed the threshold, back into Louisiana. And the lawn was a wasteland of camping chairs and coolers and shopping bags and to-go containers and soda cans and articles of clothing and even a few tents.

In Monroe, in the dark, the Trump supporters bobbled over mounds of waste like elephants trying to tiptoe. And the trash was as neutral to them as concrete or grass. They plodded over it because it, an object, had somehow gotten in their way.

It did not matter that they were responsible for this wreckage.Out in the sharp-edged moonlight, rally-goers hooted and yapped and boogied and danced, and the bbq food truck was all smoke and paper plates.

They were even more pumped than they had been before the rally, like 6,000 eight year olds who'd been chugging Mountain Dew for hours. Which made Donald Trump the father, the trooper, God of the Underworld, Mr. Elite, Sheriff on high horse, the AR-15 sticker of the family.

Ritualistic mayhem, all at once. And, there in Louisiana, Trump's supporters had gotten a taste of it. They were all so happy. It bordered on rage.

Still, I could not imagine their view of America. Worse, after a day of strange hostilities, I did not care.

My highest priority, my job as a reporter, was to care. To understand them and the world that they inhabit. But I did not give a damn and I never wanted to come back.

Worst of all, I would be back. In less than a week.

Was this how dogs felt on the 4th of July? Hunched in a corner while everyone else gets drunk and launches wailing light into the sky? configurations of blue and red and white.

It was 10:00 p.m. and we'd been traveling since 11:00 a.m., and we still had 5 hours to go and all I wanted was a home, my home, any home, just not here, in the cold sweat of this nowhere. Grey-mangled sky. No evidence of planes or satellites or any proof of modern-day. Just century-old bridges that trains shuffled over one clack at a time.

And casinos, all spangles and neon like the 1960s in Las Vegas. Kitchy and dumb, too tacky for lighthearted gambling. And only in the nicer cities, like Shreveport, which is not nice at all.

And swamp. Black water that rarely shimmered. Inhabited by gadflies and leeches and not one single fish that was pretty.

Full of alligators, and other killing types. The storks gnawing on frogs, the vultures never hungry. The coyotes with nobody to stop them and so much land to themselves. The roaches in the wild, like tiny wildebeests.

Then, the occasional deer carcass on the side of the road, eyes splayed as if distracted, tongue out, relaxed but empty. The diseased willows like skeletons in hairnets. The owls that never quit staring. A million facets of wilderness that would outlive us all.

Because Nature has poise. It thrives and is original.

Because silence is impossible. Even in an anechoic chamber, perfectly soundproofed, you can hear your own heartbeat, steady as a drum. A never-ending war.

I put "Headache" by Grouper on repeat as we glided west. We were deadlocked to asphalt, rubber over tarface.

And I thought about lines from a Rita Dove poem titled "I have been a stranger in a strange land"

He was off cataloging the universe, probably,
pretending he could organize
what was clearly someone else's chaos.

Wasn't that exactly what I was doing? Looking for an impossible answer, examining every single accident, eager for meaning? telling myself, "If it happens and matters the next year, in America, I want to be there, or to know what it means. I owe it to whoever cares to listen."

Humans are collectors and I had gone overboard.

Because maybe this wasn't even my home. These landmarks, what did they mean? Was I obvious here? When I smiled, did I trick them into believing that I felt some vague sense of approval? Or did my expressions betray me?

Out in all that garbage-streaked emptiness — despite the occasional burst of passing halogen — I couldn't tell if everything we encountered was haunted or just old, derelict, broken, useless. One never-ending landfill.

Around those parts, they'd made everything into junk. Homes. Roads. Glass. Nature. Life itself, they made into junk.

I cringed as we passed yet another deer carcass mounded on the side of the road.

As written in Job 35:11,

Who teaches us more than the beasts of the earth and makes us wiser than the birds in the sky?

Nobody. Look at nature and you feel something powerful. Look at an animal, in all of its untamable majesty, and you capture a deep love, all swept up in the power of creation. But, here, all I saw were poor creatures who people had slammed into and kept driving. Driving to where? For what reason? What exactly was so important that they left a trail of dead animals behind them?

So I crossed myself dolorously and said an "Our Father" and recited a stanza from Charles Bukowski's "The Laughing Heart"

you can't beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.

Out here, nothing but darkness. Needing some light, by God. Give me something better than a Moon that hides like an underfed coward.

Jade told me about some of the more traumatic things she'd seen while working at the State Fair.

"Bro, they pull roaches out of the iced lemonade jugs and act like nothing happened."

"All right but what about the corn dogs?"

"You do not want to know, little bro."

She looked around in the quiet. "Back in the day, the Louisiana Congress refused to raise the drinking age from 18 to 21," she said. "They didn't want to lose all that drunk gambler money. So the federal government cut off funding to highways."

We glided through moon-pale landscape for an hour before I realized what she had meant. That there weren't any light poles or billboards along the road. Nothing to guide us or distract us. Just us, alone. And it felt like outer space had collapsed, swallowed us like jellybeans.

Like two teenagers playing a prank on the universe.

In the cozy Subaru Crosstrek, in the old wild night, brimming with the uncertainty of life and the nonchalance of failure, we paraded ourselves back to Dallas. Alive in the river silence that follows us everywhere.

New installments come Mondays and Thursdays. Next, the Iowa caucuses. Check out my Twitter. Email me at kryan@blazemedia.com