Take Him Away

What can be done about a defendant who doesn’t seem to care about a judge’s threat to make every negative inference when arriving at a verdict, because this gigantic ego refuses to cooperate, refuses to answer the questions posed him as he sits in the witness stand and tries to turn a court session into a political rally?

What do we do when a defendant appears to be daring a judge to find him in contempt?

His supporters, no doubt, are cheering Trump on. They love that he’s acting out, succeeding, in their eyes, in getting the judge to lose his cool, to lose control, though apparently oblivious to the potential outcome of Trump’s boorish behavior: he could end up in jail, if the judge has the courage to pursue that option.

How much more can the judge take before he goes there? Before he does what I hope most of the country would love to see—Trump being handcuffed and escorted from the courtroom to a jail cell?

Here we have a narcissistic windbag who continues to feast on any press, good or bad, riding the coattails of once being POTUS, bleeding that stint dry, acting as if none of what’s happening is real or has any basis in fact. Of course he’s going to do whatever he can to keep from incriminating himself, but his bloviating and bluster and disrespect, his neverending rants about victimhood and total disregard for decorum are wearing thin. Who does he think he is?

Is it as predictable or karmic as “what goes around comes around?” Why is it that we as a nation still find it difficult to swear off of this dunce cap in a suit? He’s been a distraction for at least eight years now. It’s time for him to face a reckoning. And to shut the hell up.

He has reacquainted us with the periodic tendency to forget who we are, though. I’ll give him that much.