Donald Trump is out of options, out of time, grasping at imaginary straws, and about to take a hard fall
“Trump is in the process of proving he won, and Biden is pretending he did.” This was the drivel that Trump finally came up with – retweeted from some random nobody no less – a full eight hours after the Electoral College essentially doomed him to a prison cell for the rest of his life.
It aptly sums up the kind of night Trump had on Monday. The coronavirus vaccine saw its first American injections, and no one gave Trump the credit he so desperately and inaccurately craved. The Bill Barr experiment, after seeing diminishing returns over the past year, ended with a whimper. And the Electoral College did exactly what anyone who had been paying attention knew it would do, voting precisely as had been spelled out more than a month ago.
There are, simply put, no options left for Donald Trump remain in office. No, he can’t use the January 6th congressional acceptance of the results to magically remain in office, unless the Democratic House is somehow going to hand him the election; without the House, it doesn’t matter how much foot stomping the Republican Senate might do. More Republican Senators finally admitted on Monday night that it’s over for Trump anyway.
So now Trump has about five weeks of oxygen left, and just a trickle at that, before it dries up completely. He’ll be a private citizen again, of no remaining use to his creditors, eligible for arrest and asset forfeiture, and lying awake in bed each night wondering if bankruptcy or prison will finish him off first. Trump is in for a hard fall. He can make as much noise as he wants, but he can’t do a thing to stop it. Bankruptcy and prison now define the rest of his life, and little else.
