**Codex Americana**
Sunday, November 16, 2025
**Golden Quisling of the Week – The Quiet Piggy Gallery**
This week’s award doesn’t go to the man who test-drove **“quiet piggy”** into a live mic. Bullies bully; that’s not news. The Golden Quisling goes to the **people who were *paid* to react and chose not to**: the White House press corps, standing there in their prime seats, watching a new dehumanizing slur get pulled out of the holster and collectively deciding it wasn’t worth a single question.
Not one, “Who were you talking about?”
Not one, “Do you stand by that language?”
Not even the ritualized, “Can you clarify what you meant?”
Just a roomful of credentialed professionals absorbing it in silence and moving on to safer, smaller topics—as if a regime workshopping livestock language for human beings is a side note, not the headline. That’s why they get the ribbon this week: **not for what they said, but for proving that when the number was called and the filth hit the air, they didn’t say jack, they didn’t say shit, and they were fine watching it stick.**
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