Is that all there is?
Is this all the Democrats have on Donald J. Trump? At least in New York?
As the former president said last night in Palm Beach, “I never thought anything like this could ever happen in America.”
Misdemeanors, pretty much, beyond the statute of limitations even. Bookkeeping errors in commission of another crime, which the rotund Soros prosecutor didn’t even bother to identify in the indictment.
“The lawyers told me,” Trump told the nationwide audience, “there’s nothing here, they’re not even saying what you did… It’s right out of the old Soviet Union, because that’s where we are.”
Hey, who knows, maybe the Democrat-industrial complex doesn’t care. They’re just ecstatic that they have all the headlines that say “34 counts.”
But really, it’s some real thin gruel.
Now, though, all the Democrat operatives with press passes can keep yapping 24/7 about the three more ongoing “probes,” as if now, finally, really, truly, pinky-promise, no kidding, the walls are closing in on Orange Man Bad.
So let us consider the other so-called Trump investigations. Let’s start with Georgia, where Trump is under scrutiny for supposedly pressuring state officials to overturn the presidential returns in 2020.
The Washington Post broke that story by citing a phone call between Trump and a state elections investigator. They even had quotes – direct quotes from POTUS!
The Post ran its bombshell on Jan. 9, 2021. It was such an amazing scoop that it was cited in the second House impeachment trial of Trump.
Only one problem: the phone-call story was totally fabricated, just as phony as all the Post’s earlier (and later) anti-Trump scoops.
Two months later, the actual audiotape of the call was released. This was part of the Post’s correction:
“The recording revealed that The Post misquoted Trump’s comments on the call, based on information provided by a source. Trump did not tell the investigator to ‘find the fraud’ or say she would be ‘a national hero’ if she did so. Instead, Trump urged the investigator to scrutinize ballots in Fulton County….”
(Oddly, however, although the Post story was bogus, most of state-run media were somehow able to “confirm” it – among them CNN, NBC, ABC, PBS and USA Today. Funny how that works, isn’t it?)
Then there’s the forewoman of the Georgia grand jury, going on MSNBC and giggling. Thirty years old, and has never bothered to vote. Typical no-info Democrat, in other words. Her name is Emily Kohrs – Kohrs Light, you might say.
Next, the feds’ Mar-a-Lago investigation. Remember the FBI raid last August? Merrick Garland, Brandon’s attorney general, made brief remarks at a press conference, saying there would no further comments because the G-men are very ethical and don’t leak, or words to that effect.
Two hours later, the Washington Post scooped the world with this anonymous story:
“FBI searched Trump’s home to look for nuclear documents.”
Nuclear documents! Of course, that Post exclusive wasn’t true either – stop me if you’ve heard this one before. As with the Georgia fake news, though, the Post had an excuse for this exercise in fiction.
In a big update last weekend, the Post dropped a bit of a, er, clarification, in the 28th paragraph:
“In May, a grand jury subpoena demanded the return of classified documents with a wide variety of markings, including a category used for secrets about nuclear weapons.”
So the Post is saying that they weren’t totally wrong, it was just their earlier story neglected to… provide context, also known as the truth.
Anyway, never mind all those nuclear secrets that didn’t even exist. That lie went around the world in the morning while the truth was still putting its pants on. But now folks, there’s nothing to see here, move along.
The Mar-a-Lago probe continues, and the Post is all over it. Breaking news: the Democrats “have used emails and text messages from a former Trump aide to help understand key moments last year.”
Key moments? Remember, these documents were under lock and key, in a storage room, in a building protected by the Secret Service.
The Post story on Sunday did mention that Trump’s crimes during those “key moments” may have involved acting “with the intent to impede obstruct or influence the investigation or proper administration of any matter within the jurisdiction of any department or agency.”
Rather broad statute, wouldn’t you say, not to mention vague?
Then there’s the feds’ investigation of Trump’s role in the Jan. 6 “insurrection.”
You remember his incendiary words to the D.C. crowd:
“I know that everyone here will soon be marching over to the Capitol building to peacefully and patriotically make your voices heard.”
Obviously, those are some high crimes and misdemeanors. After hearing that inflammatory rhetoric about “peacefully” protesting, the mob descended on the Capitol and murdered, yes murdered, a Capitol police officer.
As that same Washington Post reported:
“Brian D. Sicknick, U.S. Capitol police officer, dies from injuries after engaging rioters.”
Er, no. Sicknick died of a stroke. That was the verdict of the District of Columbia coroner.
So those are the other three “probes” of Orange Man Bad.
But wait, what about those 34 counts in Manhattan that Trump was arraigned on yesterday?
Give me a break – if a prosecutor’s got nothing, he piles on the counts to make the case seem bigger.
When I was on local TV, one time I was covering a City Hall corruption trial in federal court. It was a fake disability case from Southie — dog bites man, in other words.
There was a 22-count indictment, as I recall, 17 of which were the monthly checks the hack had been mailed after his phony-baloney whiplash car accident. Five years for each violation, supposedly.
Back then it was “mail fraud.” Now, with direct deposit, it would be wire fraud.
Every night, I’d wrap up my live shot from the courthouse with these ominous words:
“If the defendant is found guilty on all 22 counts, he could be facing up to 110 years in prison! Back to you, Tom and Robin….”
After a few nights of this, one of the defendants’ relatives came up to me in court and pleaded with me to give the family a break.
“His wife ain’t a bad woman,” the guy said. “And every time she hears you say ‘110 years’ on TV she starts screaming and crying. And it’s, like, you’re smiling! I’m begging you, please, knock it off!”
I agreed to stop saying “110 years,” but not for long. I couldn’t help myself. Neither can the ghouls in state-run media who are trying to railroad Trump. So what? All the rest of us just have one question?
Is this all you got?