Each day in court brings that reality closer. Trump can’t run. Trump can’t hide. Trump can’t do all the things that have enabled him to thrive as a despotic grifter his entire life. His mind is slipping, his grip on the world is weakening and at the end of the day Donald Trump recognizes it. You can see it in his eyes. His last cogent thought may well be the recognition that he’s the world’s largest loser and everything he’s done his entire life has led to utter failure.
Emphases mine in case anyone needs a little not-quite end of week pick me up.
I don’t think he will ever consider himself a loser. He’s done everything he’s wanted and pretty much gotten away with it. Even if he’s convicted of 100 felonies, he will at the worst have to spend the rest of his life at his Florida mansion tweeting and still doing whatever he wants.
If he doesn’t see the inside of a jail cell, there is no justice in the world.
Don’t get complacent. Be ready to vote.
If Trump died the day before the election, I’ll be there to spite vote. I literally do not care what the circumstances are.
People should vote even if Biden’s election is certain, because the size of the majority matters. Get enough seats and people like Sinema and Manchin will no longer have any relevance, and get large majorities in both houses and you can finally push through the many changes that are needed.
The Trump White House was unlike anything I have ever seen — nor will likely see again. It was unprofessional, intolerable, idiotic, chaotic and filled with innuendo. It was a grade-B Hollywood production led by a self-loathing narcissist with delusions of adequacy.
No one in that administration seemed to even understand U.S. law. A quick example: Trump told us he was going to send U.S. troops to the Southern border. He was unaware of the fact that the Posse Comitatus Act precludes him from doing so — unless a congressional waiver is secured. This has been done in the past.
I remember speaking with one of Trump’s assistants about this in the lower press offices with another reporter. “Is this like a rule, or a policy?” he asked. I explained it was a law — one heavily supported by Republicans historically. He was unaware. “That’s a law?” he questioned. Then we asked a few other questions and at the end of the conversation the man turned to me and said, “I’ll get back to you about that Hakuna Matata thing.”
A Trump administration official compared the Posse Comitatus Act to the “Lion King,” didn’t know what the law was and never got back to me. The next day he seemingly forgot it, so I had to ask another Trump official about it. When I said it seemed like there was some really poor planning at the White House, he just laughed and said, “You give us too much credit. We don’t have any plans.”
God. That was four years of absolute batshit insanity. Fuck all the journalists that allowed that demented rapist shitstain to ever claim any faculty at all. Talking to you NYT, WaPo, CNN, Chuck Todd, et. al.
“Delusions of adequacy” is a fantastic line.
