CLICK BELOW (the ultimate gaslight)
If you need any further proof that the mainstream media is absolute trash, may I introduce you to Susan Dominus from the New York Times Magazine. Earlier this week, Susan delivered a glowing, sympathetic framing of one of the November 2020 election’s most notorious villains: Eric Coomer.
In her August 24, 2021 fictional short story, He Was the ‘Perfect Villain’ for Voting Conspiracists, Dominus paints an interesting, surprisingly honest at moments, picture of Mr. Coomer. She shares:
“He was a gifted programmer, known to be serious about his work but informal about almost everything else — prone to profanities, with a sense of humor that could have blunt force.”
“…traveled around the world for competitive endurance bike races, would have blended in on the campus of Google, just one in a crowd of nonconformist tech types.”
“…he stood out for the full-sleeve tattoos on his arms (one of Francis Bacon’s “Screaming Popes,” some Picasso bulls) and the half-inch holes in his ears where he once wore what are known as plugs.”
Eric is just an alt-personality, a non-conformist type — but he’s super gifted at programming. The kind of guy you’d find at a big tech company (do you feel your confidence and trust levels rising yet?)
Deeper into the article, we get to understand a bit more about Mr. Coomer’s past and how he came to be involved in our elections. And, I’m not gonna lie, this is my favorite part of this piece by Dominus:
“As a teenager and into his 20s, he considered himself a skinhead, but he was aligned with a faction who were opposed to racism. ‘To me, being skin is being proud that you have a shaved — at least short — hair,’ he wrote in 1991.”
As someone who also grew up in the 1990’s – with a front row seat to the decade of race wars in Atlanta and other cities – I feel confident in saying that literally no one in the 1990’s called themselves a skinhead without proclaiming pride in white skin. The two were synonymous.
Was Coomer the inspiration for Remy?
To me, it sounds like Coomer is admitting he was a skinhead, but trying to associate that more with the 1990’s punk rock and straight-edge movements, which were in full swing during the decade. Rewriting history.
Dominus goes on:
“In 2004, at age 34, he wrote on a climbing message board about his struggles with heroin and cocaine and how much they had damaged his life. By then, he was on the verge of bankruptcy, had lost his marriage and had ended up in prison after being charged with several counts of driving under the influence. ‘Another bout of dry heaves racked my body as I lay on the cold cement floor of the jail cell,’ he wrote. ‘Jail is no picnic under the best of circumstances — being in jail while withdrawing from heroin is absolutely the worst I can imagine.’”
So, in 2004, Coomer was withdrawing from heroin in jail because he was caught driving “under the influence,” presumably the influence of heroin since he was withdrawing from the substance while in jail. Does he treat our election security with the same rigor he treats road safety?
To summarize where we are in Coomer’s journey, he was a skinhead who was addicted to heroin and blow, withdrawing in jail due to “several counts” of driving under the influence. I think the author here is trying to paint this as Coomer’s “bottom” in his struggle with addiction. And, I swear, I am not removing anything — this is the actual transition Dominus uses:
“In 2005 he managed to stop using heroin for good.”
Wow, that’s nice! Well done, Eric. What’s your secret?
“‘I stayed with a friend for a week and told him to take my shoes and my wallet,’ Coomer told me.”
No steps or anything? Just taking your shoes off? Hey addicts, lose the shoes and you’ll be healed!
A cold call. He got a cold call. This junkie’s fairy godmother waved her magic wand and all of a sudden a voting machine company — an industry that should be driven by public trust, whose primary metrics should be accuracy and transparency — reached out and gave him the opportunity of a lifetime. A set of glass slippers and a pumpkin carriage to legitimize him.
What is unclear is what this company’s public vetting policy was at the time, and who said (after vetting Coomer three months into sobriety), “Let’s go with the heroin addict that has the criminal record. He seems like a smart business decision given that our buyers are state and local governments, and our business is integrity and transparency.”
Dominus paints this as the moment Coomer found his calling in life. She continues:
“Soon, he was channeling the same obsessive focus he had for climbing [read: heroin and sexual battery fantasies, but we will get into that shortly] into the voting-machine business, its obscure state laws and county regulations, its competing and complicated demands for privacy, security, access and verifiability. ‘I fell in love with the election business,’ Coomer said. ‘There’s no money in it [literally LOL], and you only ever hear from people complaining about what went wrong. But it felt meaningful.’”
Awwww. He found his purpose. He took all the energy and effort that he previously put into doing heroin and driving around while high on heroin and sweating in jail for driving around while high on heroin, and he channeled that into the noble cause of securing our most sacred institution: The Vote.
Does anyone actually believe this? Dominus provides no receipts, spins yarn about the poor little junkie and his sad, sad tale, and sets up the evil Joe Oltmann — and we’ll get into that in my next piece — as the man who ruined Eric’s life. In a bolded call out on the NYT release of this “article” — which, honestly, should have “Advertorial” written across the top and a link to Dominion’s website and Coomer’s CashApp in the footer — Dominious says:
Articles. Musings. Poetry. Maybe a script or two.
I write all kinds of things about all the things. I write for the global corporate capitalists (and communists) by day, as a corporate propagandist and master chaos organizer. Here I write about the things I want to write about. The important things. The hard realities and hate facts. And God, Family, Freedom. Like I said, important things.
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