The timeline is not complicated and I am done pretending it requires any further investigation to understand what happened.
On January 10, 2017, according to a court filing by my attorney Sidney Powell, James Clapper made a phone call to Washington Post columnist David Ignatius directing him, in words to the effect of, "take the kill shot on Flynn." Two days later, Ignatius published a column disclosing the contents of my legally intercepted phone calls with Ambassador Kislyak and the machine that had been built to destroy me and my family lurched into motion.
Leaking those transcripts was a serious felony.
An egregious federal crime, committed by people with security clearances, committed against an incoming National Security Advisor, committed for the explicit purpose of kneecapping a president before he ever set foot in the Oval Office.
Here is the question that has never been asked loudly enough and I am asking it now. David Ignatius did not operate in a vacuum. He was not some lone columnist who stumbled onto a classified intercept by accident. He had cultivated sources across official Washington for decades and some of those sources were not in the outgoing Obama administration. Some were sitting inside the incoming Trump transition.
I am not naming names in this post. But I am stating plainly and for the record that there are individuals who held positions inside that transition, who maintained regular contact with Ignatius, and who have never once been placed under oath and asked what they knew, what they communicated, and when they communicated it.
The kill shot did not fire itself. Someone inside what was supposed to be our own team made sure that Ignatius had what he needed, when he needed it, to pull the trigger. Someone made certain that the investigation that followed went absolutely nowhere. Every one of them has a name, a phone record, and a paper trail. Accountability doesn’t expire.
Trust that there is a Grand Jury coming for you.
