The dog ate somebody’s hard drive. Just ask Rudy Giuliani.

 So, uh, let me get this straight. The thusfar unnamed owner of an unnamed computer repair shop somewhere in Delaware says that a guy who kinda, sorta, maybe looked like Hunter Biden dropped off a water-damaged Mac laptop in his shop in 2019.

The computer repair guy evidently didn’t get a record of the name and address of the owner, or the owner’s other contact information. Or he did get a record of the contact information, but evidently that doesn't include the owner's name. Huh?

Anyway, without a reliable way to reach the owner, the repair guy could spend hours and hours fixing the computer, and maybe lay out some money for parts as well, and not be able to collect if the customer never comes back. Or he could give it to the wrong customer — me for example, if I walk into the shop and ask, “Is my laptop fixed yet? Umm, that nice-looking Mac laptop over there. That one's mine."  But that's the way most computer repair shops work. Right, computer repair guys?

Vadym and me

 

And of course, instead of just fixing the computer, the computer repair guy spends hours and hours reading the voluminous contents of the hard drive. It allegedly contains, among other things, e-mail correspondence between a character named Vadym Pozharskyi and Hunter Biden, along with some racy photographs that may or may not be of Hunter having sex.

 

Like any typical computer repair guy, he instantly knows that Vadym Pozharskyi must clearly be a person of interest to the national security community. So, after desperately trying to reach the computer owner whose identity he doesn't know, he turns the computer over to the FBI. But first he makes a copy of everything on the hard drive for himself because, hey, that’s what computer repair guys always do. Right, computer repair guys?

And of course, the FBI never thinks to ask, "Is this all you've got? Do you have any electronic or paper copies of any of the data on this computer?" I mean, you wouldn't ask a question like that if you were the FBI, because if the laptop contains information critical to the national security, why would you not want copies of that information floating around everywhere on the planet?

 

Meanwhile, despite the presence of all this “sensitive” info on the hard drive, the owner of the laptop never comes back for his machine after all. Maybe he simply forgot he had a computer, allegedly with all that sensitive info on its hard drive. Maybe, if I may make a suggestion, he never even existed.

"Hello, Rudy? You don't know me

but have I got something cool for you!"

But the computer repair guy knows that Rudy Giuliani, has been rooting around in the Ukraine for dirt on Hunter Biden. So he gives Rudy a call. Do you know Rudy’s phone number? Me neither. But this computer repair guy evidently has Rudy on his speed dial. 

Okay, that's a cheap shot. The computer repair guy could eventually find Rudy's office phone number on the Internet. Sheesh! Business must be really, really slow in the computer repair business if he's got time for all that.

 

And then the repair guy takes the texts of the allegedly real correspondence between Biden and Pozharskyi to Giuliani, who in turn turns them over to that great newspaper of record, The New York Post.  

 

Please somebody help me get off the floor! I’ve fallen down laughing and I can’t get up.

Late breaking news! The Florida Sun Sentinel is reporting that at least one New York Post reporter refused to have his byline on the story, evidently despite pressure from the Post's editors.

And furthermore: "Many Post staff members questioned whether the paper had done enough to verify the authenticity of the hard drive’s contents, said five people with knowledge of the tabloid’s inner workings. Staff members also had concerns about the reliability of its sources and its timing, the people said."

Reliability of its sources? Y'mean Rudy Giuliani? I am shocked! Shocked!!