That's entirely possible. But he's not going to be able to unload this on some suckers. Jack Smith has seen to that. He cut through that shit already. So we're looking at an O. J. trial, a total mess and a circus via the best protection a boy with a history of screwing everybody in his orbit can get. They'll attack the system.
Because his guilt is so ridiculously overdetermined. And that can take on many forms and will take on many forms all at once. A total shit show. Now, Trump loves chumps. But it's unclear who the chumps are here. His base love him not because he's a winner but because he's a loser. Because he's their loser.
And they want to see somebody go down in flames. For them. To see everybody go down in flames. Because nothing. Because they're out of their fucking minds. We're looking at a great chain of chumpism. Chumps upon chumps. Because ultimately Trump is a chump. He's not even a rational criminal.
He's a compulsive. His dead daddy is riding him from the grave, like in some horrible science fiction scene. He might be a dragon, spitting fire and frying people right and left, but he has a rider. A rider from hell. So he's not an agent of anything. An author of his own destiny. He's a tool. A fool. A loser.
Or he's like a turtle I once saw in the road with its head completely smashed and its little back legs still working. Trump's little back legs are still spitting out insults and tweeting trash. He's not really human but we have to treat him like it as a matter of form. Out of respect for his humanity that doesn't exist.
But job one is society must be protected from this man. Justice is not job number one. Job number one is damage control.
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