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You’ve probably heard about Goldline, the precious-metals purveyor that buys advertising on the shows of a number of conservative commentators, most famously Glenn Beck.
Beck, of course, is a big promoter of gold, saying just this week, “In the ’80s, Congress realized that if we have problems, people take money out of bonds and put it into gold, silver and precious metals. When you do that, you are in control of your wealth.”
Congressman Anthony Weiner is calling for an investigation into Goldline, “a company Weiner claims employs conservative broadcast talkers to scare viewers into investing in gold -– at grossly inflated prices.”
Federal campaign disclosure records show that Daniel Cotter of Goldline has made five $250 donations to Connecticut Republican Senate candidate Peter Schiff. Not a lot of money, but Cotter presumably made the contributions with gold coins he keeps in a box buried in the back yard.
More from Ken Silverstein:
Commentary — November 17, 2015, 6:41 pm
The Clintons’ so-called charitable enterprise has served as a vehicle to launder money and to enrich family friends.
Chances that an American knows the position of his or her senators on health-care reform:
Climate experts proposed creating a fleet of cloud-seeding yachts that will pump water vapor into the atmosphere to thicken global cloud cover, thereby reflecting more sunlight, in order to counteract the effects of global warming.
In San Antonio, a 150-pound pet tortoise knocked over a lamp, igniting a mattress fire that spread to a neighbor’s home.
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"It is an interesting and somewhat macabre parlor game to play at a large gathering of one’s acquaintances: to speculate who in a showdown would go Nazi. By now, I think I know. I have gone through the experience many times—in Germany, in Austria, and in France. I have come to know the types: the born Nazis, the Nazis whom democracy itself has created, the certain-to-be fellow-travelers. And I also know those who never, under any conceivable circumstances, would become Nazis."