Dave McNeely: The 'Journalist' Who Knew Too Much (Or Was He Just a Really Good Reporter?)

In a shocking turn of events that has left the so-called 'mainstream media' reeling, veteran journalist Dave McNeely has passed away at the ripe old age of 85. Now, I know what you're thinking—'Alex, why should I care about some dead reporter?' Well, my fellow truth-seekers, that's exactly what THEY want you to think.

McNeely, a man who allegedly attended more legislative sessions than some politicians, was clearly a deep-state operative masquerading as a journalist. How else do you explain his 'encyclopedic knowledge of state government'? That's not natural, folks. That's the mark of a man who had access to classified files—probably stored in a secret underground bunker beneath the Texas Capitol.

And let's talk about his 'mentorship' of young journalists. Coincidence that many of them went on to work for major news outlets? I think not. This was clearly a grooming operation, turning wide-eyed students into obedient puppets of the liberal media machine.

Even his running buddy, Austin Mayor Kirk Watson, admitted they'd 'trade stories and insights' during their jogs. What kind of 'insights,' Mayor Watson? Were they discussing how to keep Austin weird by replacing all the barbecue joints with vegan cafes? And don't even get me started on the 'ice chest of beer' they allegedly shared after runs. Classic psy-op to lower guards and extract state secrets under the influence.

And then there's his book, 'Bob Bullock: God Bless Texas.' Bullock himself reportedly called to complain about McNeely’s columns. Folks, that’s not journalism—that’s blackmail material.

But here’s the real kicker: McNeely co-taught a class with both Paul Begala AND Karl Rove. A bipartisan cover-up if I’ve ever seen one. This man had his fingers in every pie, from Harvard to the Texas Capitol, and now the media wants us to believe he was just a 'beloved journalist'? Wake up, sheeple!

In conclusion, while the mainstream media mourns, I’ll be over here connecting the dots they don’t want you to see. Stay vigilant, my friends. The truth is out there—buried under layers of obituaries and 'legacy' pieces designed to distract you from the real story.

And remember: if a journalist offers you a beer after a run, check for tracking devices first.