I have been thinking about this Comet Ping Pong thing. What on Earth could make these people believe such a complete and total fabrication? The son of the incoming National Security Council just got axed from his daddy's staff for a tweet that went something along the lines of "until it is disproven, it will stay a story". As if you can disprove something like that. Let's hope his daddy married a retard and she gave the boy her genes. It is frightening to think that anybody raised to NSA could be such an utter dimwit.
There are probably going to be a number of different clinical disfunctions that affect the #pizzagate crowd. I'm no expert so I won't delve into them. However, I think I see another motivation that might run in the background of all of them - jealousy.
Think about these poor trailer dwelling Pie-types digging through Leon Podesta's hacked e-mail. They have been told that there is important stuff in there - or at least they hope so, so they dig and they dig and they dig. They read Leon's messages to and from his wife, friends and all sorts of other personal shit. And they start to see that Leo is living a pretty good life. That really shouldn't be much of a shock to anybody - Leon is a successful guy and lives a lifestyle that most of the Trumpees can't imagine. It's not vulgar and showy like Trump's, somehow they tolerate the kind of shit that is totally over the top. Their friends on the tv box live that way and they have grown used to it. Even those pieces of crap from Duck Dynasty live in redneck opulence.
But Leon's life is different. He's not on tv! Why does he deserve to have a comfortable and rich life when their lives suck? I think it really pissed them off. The guy probably has lots of friends and does a lot of social stuff. Trump's people will too but these petty voyeurs won't be able to read every detail of it. It will be beyond their scrambled little brains to conceive that it will not be much different than Podesta's, so it won't bother them.
But nothing pissed them off more than Comet Ping Pong. Look at the place online. It looks really cool. Ping Pong, good pizza and beer - and you can bring the kids too? Hell yeah, I would go there if I lived nearby. Obsessively analyzing the pictures and online reviews for the place probably stoked up their resentment until it was hotter than Comet Ping Pong's custom made wood-burning pizza oven. I really suspect that the whole thing ended up focusing on Comet Ping Pong because it was relate-able as a restaurant, but so much better than the shitty greasy spoon in their local strip mall that it just drove them fucking crazy. So when it came time to flip the brain-switch into total fuck-bat madness, Comet Ping Pong was the lightning rod.
Oh well, regardless of whatever the fuck these people are on, we have to live with them. That's ok for most of them. We've been letting our mentally ill roam the streets rather than paying for their treatment and food and shelter needs for a few decades now. The mentally ill makes up a pretty damn good voting block these days. And I suspect that the TRUMP! administration will be representing them better than any other President - if you consider taking their paranoid delusions into account while making policy as representing them. But I am quite sure a number of Trump's appointments will be dredged from the conspiracy swamp that was so instrumental in Trump's victory. These are the ones who really bother me. They are going to be making policies with brains full of cockroaches. And somewhere in the darkest recesses of the White House, Steve Bannon will be directing and strategizing to make best use of the unchecked paranoia and delusions that run rampant in the current Republican party.
We are in for a bumpy ride.