Indictment Number 3 has landed. Four counts, but they pack a punch.
Timing will be everything. Can the wheels of justice move quickly enough to keep a derelict from achieving his ends? Looks like we’re gonna find out.
Trump is a punch drunk hang nail, a runny nose, an ear ache, a bag of garbage that’s been sitting in the sun for way too long. He doesn’t possess the good sense to walk away—he’s not anywhere near that considerate or self-aware. Besides, it’s too late for that now.
He’s caused this country immense harm and he doesn’t care. He’ll look back over his shoulder at the carnage, and there will be a sparkle in his eye.
He was POTUS once.
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