The Rembis Report and Other Fascinating Topics - Volume LXXXI

You know what they are. Little hand-painted maids shaped like little bowling pins. You twist one open to find another one inside of that one, then twist that one open, and find another smaller one inside, and so on, and so on, until you get down to a peanut sized miniature that does not open. They are cute. Everybody loves them, or at the very least, nobody hates them. Not anybody I know of.

Some physicists use them to help explain the microcosms of subatomic levels, to show how tiny atoms, neutrons, and quarks can get. That all gets pretty mind-boggling.

Other than being cute, nesting dolls don’t do much more than sit on shelves. They are a distraction, or rather, things that take up space only to be ignored. You decide. Why they are commonly referred to as Russian is due to their regional heritage. If they originated in Africa, we would call them African nesting dolls. But, no matter where they come from, a shelf full of nesting dolls can’t do anything other than distract or be ignored.

But, imagine if you will, a nesting doll that multiplied exponentially when you opened it. Like a Gremlin that spawns copies when it gets wet, or Star Trek’s tribbles that breed quicker than rabbits and most other creatures in the universe. Get that visual set up in your mind right now because it is about to get trippy.

Now, consider the collector of these amazing nesting dolls, who has tons of them on his shelf.

“Can we open one up?” you ask.

He laughs, “You can, but I would not recommend it.”

Then he leaves you alone in the room, where you are only tempted by your own curiosity. What’s inside? More dolls? What if it is something different? What if it is something really cool?

Of course, you are going to start twisting open dolls. But you do not find what you expect. Like the scientist seeking the solution that will fulfill an equation, you are stunned to discover that fractal geometry is way more complex than you had imagined.

So it is with anyone choosing to investigate the duly elected Member of the U.S. House of Representatives from New York's 3rd district, George Anthony Devolder Santos.

Where do I begin?

I suppose I have to start in the room full of nesting dolls, the internet, where all the stories piled up in front of me, begging to be read. Every time I opened one, it led me to another, and the whole story only got richer and deeper, producing multiple questions about everything. George Santos lies keep topping one another at an almost impossible rate. It is like he is a new particle akin to the Higgs boson that we do not yet fully comprehend, wrapped in dark matter, and while inexplicably showing up everywhere, not leaving a trace of his existence.

You must know by now that he is the newest and most opaque of all the dark horse darlings of the Republican party. They can’t live with him, can’t get along without him. If he were a shark hiding under the boat, the captain would not be able to say whether he was very smart or very dumb. Everything about George Santos calls into question everything else about George Santos.

I have not found a meme to sum it all up because there isn’t a font small enough to fit everything there is to say into one image. But, I digress. I am not interested in trashing George Santos into oblivion because it accomplishes nothing. Yet, I am curious about how exactly he got where he is.

There is general agreement among news media outlets that The New York Times was the first organization to scrutinize the Representative-elect and attempt to answer the question, “Who is George Santos?” They stated the facts. He was 34 years old, born of Brazilian immigrants, and lived in Queens. But answers to questions about his resume and credibility got weirder and more unbelievable every time anybody asked something new.

His mother died twice, once from complications after surviving the terror attacks on the World Trade Center on 9/11 and once from cancer, years later. He was both a practicing Catholic, and identified as Jewish, as his grandparents were holocaust survivors. He was married to a woman and lived with a gay man. He worked at Citigroup and Goldman Sachs as a financier at the same time he was a customer service representative for Dish Network. He founded a charity to rescue animals. In the year before his successful campaign bid, he went from making nothing to managing a family investment firm handling over $80 million. WOW! What a guy!

And he gave all that up to hang out in Congress. Impressive, right?

No, not really, because a lot of it makes no sense. While The New York Times gets credit for pointing out a lot of anomalies, other news outlets have done their share of investigatory work and the hits just keep on coming. They keep popping open little dolls and getting more questions than answers. Tribbles and gremlins are running all over the place. I have about forty links I can share that will show you one more incredible claim after another, and I am unsure of where to start. Do I give you the list of statements that have been verified to be lies? That list has grown since I started writing this article. What about his campaign strategy? Scrutinize that all you like, but it is just a boring MAGA laced infomercial for the Republican party, so nothing too spectacular, just some Biden-bashing, YouTube videos about democrats not keeping promises, and nothing too much to get excited about because it has been done before.

What really has people in an uproar is where he got his money. It is a fair question, but Georgey Boy is keeping that info hush-hush, offering only vague answers. Take a look at his financial disclosure to the House of Representatives as a candidate in May of 2020. He left almost every line blank and claimed that he made over $5,000 from one source. That’s it. No explanation at all. This is an acceptable government form. It was not returned to the candidate with so much as a red line or a sticky note saying you missed a spot. They just accept “None disclosed” on almost every line relating to finances and the applicant is good to go.

I would not call this the tip of any iceberg, but certainly enough cubes to chill your whisky. I started going through public documents relating to Georgey Boy to find out how he amassed enough wealth to loan his own campaign over $700,000 and confirmed what other reporters also found. Mother Jones has about the most comprehensive articles on this matter and explains it better than I think I can. But I am a sucker for investigation and detail, and you know, when it comes to researching spreadsheets, I am your guy.

So, today, I am leaving you with links to the Mother Jones articles below, and next week, I will be presenting a few summations of my own. There is so much to report that I can not pack it all into one edition. In fact, this may become a three or four part series that could take until President's Day.

In the next edition, I will introduce you to George Santos business associates, evidence of how money was spent and why, and if I can figure it out, who he works for. Hint: It isn't the taxpaying American public.

There are a lot of dolls to twist open.

Thanks for reading.

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