That’s probably overstating things, that TFG may “discover words matter,” as there’s been no indication he’s learned any thing — ever — about normal human reactions to his bullying and corrupt self.
But the special prosecutor in the bloated, spray-tanned, walking id’s latest legal issues reacted quickly to the below post:
Rather quickly, special prosecutor Jack Smith (on whom I have a purely girl-crush) cited the above threatening post — which is really kind of a regular, everyday bleat from Whatzisname — and asked U.S. District Judge Tanya S. Chutkan, who is overseeing this latest case against the former president, to make sure evidence in the trial would be used only in the trial, and that the defendant would view the evidence only in the company of his lawyers.
How embarrassing for Trump, whose lawyers quickly asked for an extension because of course they would. Stalling has gotten the former president through many a dark and lonely court appearance. In fact, a Time magazine article from last year said that’s part of the Trump courtroom boogie:
The sheer number of investigations and the increasingly tangled defenses his legal team is having to put on paper and argue in court amount to a stress test of Trump’s standard strategy to deny, deflect, delay, and not put anything in writing.
But the former president isn’t confining his bad behavior to social media posts. He’s been spreading this sunshine in person, as well, as with a Saturday speech he gave in South Carolina. Some gems from the speech:
“We call it a sham indictment. They are trying to make it illegal to question the results of an election.”
He went on to unleash his typical attacks on Mr Smith who he called “mentally ill”, “deranged” and “a sick man.”
Later in his rally speech, the ex-president went on a bizarre tangent about showers and his “gorgeous head of hair”.
Fortunately, the judge said no to the extension because “I don’t want to” has no legal standing in a court of law. I want to believe this creates a legal funnel through which the guy can only move forward, straight into a punishment commensurate (and thanks, Jeanne, for the help on this) with his crimes that will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that if you f(#* around, you will find out.
The deadline is 5 p.m. TODAY.
I have two words for Mr. Trump:
TICK TOCK
I have four words for 45, SOAP ON A ROPE!