Donald Trump goes into panic mode
There is something delicious about seeing Donald John Trump begging and pleading as he tries to worm his way out of his upcoming trials. No man is more lonely than a malignant narcissist who has been caught in the act. And caught Trump is as he tries again and again to convince a Judge to give him what he wants.
And what Trump wants is to delay his trial in DC. That is why he’s asked Judge Chutkan for a two month delay. Trump’s attorneys are arguing in a motion that the trial needs to be delayed so they (the Trump lawyers) can “conduct additional research.”
Research? What type of research do these people want to do? Research whether McDonald’s chicken nuggets are allowed in the prison? (They’re not.) “As the court knows, this case presents numerous novel and complex legal issues.” Ah, what a dramatic way to start. Only it isn’t true. This is NOT a complex case.
Continuing with the dramatic effects, the lawyers say: “This is the first time in history anyone — let alone a president of the United States — has been charged, in the defense’s view, wrongfully, with conspiracies related to a contested election.”
Save it for the Jury. And this was not a “contested” election. This was a safe, no-nonsense election where a winner was quickly determined and where your wayward bad seed of a psycho client then tried to overthrow the government. It’s really that simple.
“As a result, the defense must research and address issues of extreme constitutional import.” Oh, won’t you please shut up? Nothing to see here. I imagine the Donald is behind this, whispering to his (probably unpaid) attorneys to ask for yet another delay.
It won’t work. Judge Chutkan seems determined to have this trial before the next election, and have it she will, whether his royal douchebag likes it or not. Trump’s begging is utterly delicious; it gives me the same feeling sipping a tasty margarita on the beach does — joy.
There is no way, little Donald, you can worm out of THIS one. Yes, you will continue to try. But victory simply is not on your radar, and you should know it. It is, however, great FUN to see the hoops that their insane client is making these lawyers jump through.
Desperation breeds contempt, though, and when these particular lawyers fail, perhaps Donnie will fire one or two of them. At this point, Donald is in fear mode — which means he’s trying his damnedest to figure out what con will work and what won’t.
I have an answer for him. None. Donnie’s time of grifting, of pulling the wool over people’s eyes, is over. Now he is the one who is out of options, he’s the one who will stand trial, he’s the one reduced to stupid legal pleadings that make no sense, but man is it fun to watch.
