Donald Trump spent the weekend doing what he does best: torching his own credibility while insisting the world thank him for the fire. He deserves credit, sure — credit for being an absolute dipshit.
THE DIPSHIT DECLARATION
On Saturday, the president of the United States went on Truth Social and typed out a public note to his attorney general like a drunk uncle yelling into the family group chat.
“Pam: … They’re all guilty as hell, but nothing is going to be done. We can’t delay any longer. JUSTICE MUST BE SERVED, NOW!!!”
The “they” in question? Adam Schiff, James Comey, and Letitia James — the holy trinity of Trump’s imagined deep-state boogeymen. He wasn’t suggesting an investigation. He wasn’t hinting at oversight. He was flat-out declaring guilt before charges, trials, or even evidence. That’s not just reckless. That’s handing defense attorneys the golden ticket of selective prosecution.
DELETE, REWRITE, PRETEND IT NEVER HAPPENED
Within an hour the post disappeared, swallowed by the digital void. But not before every outlet in America screenshotted it. Trump’s replacement message was whiplash-inducing: suddenly Pam Bondi was “careful” and “very smart” and “doing a GREAT job.” He went from screaming at her to writing her a Valentine’s card. It was like watching a toddler knock over the cookie jar, then scribble SORRY MOMMY in crayon on the kitchen wall.
THE SIEBERT SACRIFICE
At the heart of this tantrum was Erik Siebert, the U.S. attorney in Virginia who refused to chase a rickety mortgage-fraud case against Letitia James. Trump says Siebert lied, that there was a “GREAT CASE,” and so he “fired” him. In other words: Trump canned his own appointee for doing his job correctly. He then floated his former personal lawyer Lindsey Halligan — who most recently was busy purging “improper ideology” from museum exhibits — as the next great federal prosecutor. Because nothing screams credibility like handing the nation’s most powerful U.S. attorney’s office to the person who used to argue over your insurance premiums.
CREDIBILITY? BURIED AT SEA
Trump wailed that the delay in jailing his enemies was “killing our reputation and credibility.” Let’s be clear: that ship didn’t just sail, it capsized years ago. It’s rusting on the ocean floor next to Atlantis. Declaring your rivals guilty on social media, deleting the evidence, and then insisting you’re protecting the nation’s reputation isn’t a strategy. It’s self-parody.
THE CREDIT HE DESERVES
So yes, Donald Trump deserves some credit. Credit for blowing up the DOJ firewall between politics and law enforcement like a kid with a box of M-80s. Credit for giving his enemies’ defense lawyers material they couldn’t have scripted better. Credit for proving, once again, that he is the only man alive who can shoot himself in both feet while demanding a standing ovation for his marksmanship.
Donald Trump wants “justice served.” The only thing he’s serving is his own incompetence on a silver platter, piping hot, with a side of deleted posts.
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This is a story that is another Jimmy Kimmel Moment for Trump...
Today Robert Hubbell also added the law argument and fun shared to his typical Sunday Comments open to all readers. Plus he challenged readers 'Who among us hasn’t accepted the occasional grocery bag containing $50,000 cash in exchange for promises of federal contracts.'
Most Sundays he will only add a photo he took of the cosmos as he is an amateur astronomer. And he and Edwin Hubbell are descended from the same Scottish ancestor.
https://open.substack.com/pub/roberthubbell/p/sunday-comments-and-a-reader-poll