By Michael Flynn
My mother always used to say, “If all your friends were committing treason, would you do it, too?” My answer was always an emphatic, “Of course not!” How wrong I was.
When I took the job of National Security Advisor, I had my reservations. I knew I would be serving with perhaps the most hated person in the history of the United States to take office in my lifetime. Hell, probably in the entire lifespan of this country. I knew I wasn’t going to be well-liked or even respected by many of my peers and even those less than, but I took the job anyway. Why? Because it’s a damn fine job. If I didn’t do it, you can bet dollars to donuts that someone was going to, and if someone had to do it then why shouldn’t it be me? I deserved it as much as anyone else. More than most, even. And I knew I could do a damn fine job if given the opportunity. Unfortunately, as anyone that has checked the internet in the last 12 hours can attest, that wasn’t the case.
The job was going to come with temptations, I knew that. It was my responsibility to just look forward and do my job right. Under normal circumstances, I would have made one hell of a National Security Advisor, believe you me, but when your boss and your boss’ friends are all committing acts of treason against the country you were hired to protect, while looking so cool doing it, everything gets a little… gray.
I’m not here to point fingers. I would never do that, whether they deserved to be pointed or not, I just want you to understand where I’m coming from. There I was, working for a man that not only shouldn’t be President but probably shouldn’t even walk the streets as a free man, and I owed him everything. At least that’s how it was explained to me. When I look back now I realize I probably shouldn’t have taken a job so late in my life working for a man I knew for a fact was corrupt to his core, but I did it anyway. Even then, I could have chosen not to betray this country or it’s interests while serving my new master, but I did that too. I did it all. I spoke to Russia about everything from attacking the Clinton administration to [REDACTED] and even how we [REDACTED] all over [REDACTED]’s [REDACTED], but I didn’t mean it. Can’t you see that I didn’t mean it?
When you work for the President of the United States of America, it’s hard to recognize what you can and can’t do. Sure, Trump wasn’t the President yet when I first spoke to high ranking Russian officials, but I knew he was going to be. At least that’s what everyone I spoke with that I wasn’t supposed to speak with kept telling me. You say that what I did was un-American, and I say what’s more un-American that denying a direct order from your future President? Should I have told Mr. Trump that it was illegal to do what we were doing? Because believe me, he knew. We all knew. There will come a time in the not-too-distant future when all of the people of this nation will be forced to make a choice whether or not we’re going to commit dishonorable acts of treason against a country you’ve spent your entire life defending or not listen to our President, and I would very much like to see what side of the coin people fall on before I accept their judgement.
I never wanted this to be my legacy. I only wanted to commit a few, light acts of treason before turning it all around and doing a great deal of good for this country. It’s not as if I’m the one that hired Russian prostitutes to pee on me, I’m just one of the many that tried to protect our President from the embarrassment of having those facts leak for the world to see. If I had caught Edward Snowden leaving the country before all of our dirty secrets were released, would I not be a hero? How is this any different? Yes, Donald Trump paid to have a bevy of Russian prostitutes pee, [REDACTED], [REDACTED], and [REDACTED] on just about every available surface, but is he still not the President of these United States? Is he not still a man of incredibly honor, whether or not he [REDACTED] a small [REDACTED] before [REDACTED] everywhere, including his own daughter’s [REDACTED]? I believe that he is.
So before you judge me for my actions, think back on some time a friend or loved one of yours had a terrible secret that you helped them keep. Is that any different than what I’ve done? Have we all not committed some form of treason of our own, whether it was against the security of our country or the gossip mongers of our community? Would you not stop at nothing to protect your friends? Perhaps you wouldn’t befriend the worst people you’d ever met in your entire lives as I have, but the heart wants what the heart wants and there’s nothing I can do to take back the things that I have done but to ask for your sympathy, your forgiveness and to please never, ever let my family know about [REDACTED]. At least not until long after I’m dead.
I’m sorry, mom. Both to the dishonor I’ve brought to our family and for unwittingly lying to you so many times as a child. To answer your question truthfully: Yes, I would commit acts of treason if all of my friends were doing it. But know that I would feel just awful about it.