President Trump: The NEW one and only politics thread

There's been stories in Boston media, the Globe, Herald and TV about how the relative lack of traffic is leading to an increase not in overall accidents, but in serious ones due to reckless driving. It's not like our state was famous for good driving before. But I haven't been on an interstate for weeks, not even to go like one exit.

 

Sheila begs to differ.

 

If Trump had a COVID playbook, it would consist of kneeldowns and sprints backward to the opponent's end zone.

 

Too bad he didn't break his own neck sucking his own dick. Were his balls touching his lips?

 

That he’s not actually a billionaire.

Seriously, one of the biggest blows this bloated egomaniac’s bloated ego can suffer is the entire effin’ world finding out that his personal net worth is at most $250 million.

 

Good thing the Trumpists are so strong against voter fraud.

 

He's had his fingers in the deepest cash box in the world, the US Treasury, for 3 years. He has access to billions of dollars any time he feels like it. What kind of fool would believe he hasn't stolen plenty of it? Just because he can.

 

I don’t live in your country so please forgive a potentially silly question. But when you file your tax return, do you go so far as to reveal your net worth? Up here you just report your income.

 

Another story about the same across the street neighbor. He had the habit of putting his trash cans out by the end of his driveway the night before trash was picked up, as many of us do. Some of the same knuckleheads who blasted down that street thought that it was a lot of fun to pull off the pavement just far enough to clip the trash cans and send them flying. Garbage would go everywhere. It happened a lot up and down the street. Most people kept the cans well back or put them out in the morning, and to some degree he did too, but not so much and he got victimized fairly often. He finally got sick of it.

Sooo... he takes a trash can and fills it with rocks, bricks, cinder blocks, whatever he could find. He then put the can out in his driveway a measured ten feet from the end of the drive, and took polaroid pictures of the can and tape measure. He walks off and leaves it there. Around midnight there's a huge BLAM, because some idiot seventeen year old has swerved way off the road and across the lawn to clip the can with the corner of his bumper and damn near tore the front end off of his Camaro. Bill walks out on his front porch and grins at the kid, takes a couple of more pictures and then goes inside. He probably had a celebratory drink as well.

Next morning the kid's father shows up and beats on his door. He's hopping mad, 'cause the kid's car is maybe just this side of totaled. Bill stands there with his cup of coffee and lets the guy rant, stays real calm, says little. When he can finally get a word in edgewise he says "Let me show you something." First he walks the guy back to where his trash cans sit in the carport. He's got two aluminum trash cans, both beat and battered from being repeatedly sent flying, as he tells the dad. Then he walks him out to show him where the tire marks in his yard start and run way up into the yard and across the drive. He pulls out the polaroid picture and shows Dad that the can was ten feet from the road. He tells the now somewhat subdued but still angry and defiant dad that if he does not shut up and get the hell out of his yard, he will call the cops and press charges against the kid. Dad strangles his anger and stomps off.

I figure that Dad didn't get an accurate story re what had happened and that the kid caught sixteen kinds of hell when he went home. I'm not sure what they tried to tell the insurance company, but I figure that it got fixed (if it could be) out of their pockets.


Another night some kid veered off into my parent's yard to trench it. He didn't realize that the shallow ditch out front got extremely soft after a rain, and there had been a big one recently. So he goes to trench the yard and instead the car sinks flat down to the frame, stops dead right there, both wheels on that side buried deep. No way in hell to get it out. No way to get a jack underneath it, and the thing probably would have sunk instead of lifting the car anyway. So the doorbell rings. My little brother had heard the commotion and was looking out the window, and he goes to the door. The kid is standing there, looking sheepish, and he asks if he can use the phone. My brother waits a long three beats or so, looking into his eyes. "No." Slams the door and locks it. It took calling a wrecker to get it out, and the kid had to call his parents to pay for it. Another ass chewing, I'd imagine.

Damn, I'm windy today.

 

Same here in most cases. The thing is that the Trump Organization's taxes are a huge complex knot of LLCs, shell corporations, and the like, 500 separate companies worth. The Supreme Court cases also involve loan documents which will have financials attached. A *lot* of information that Trump has fought to keep secret is going to become public record, and a bit of examination and forensic accounting will reveal many of his innermost financial secrets. I fully expect that they will also reveal that Trump fraudulently undervalued his properties for tax purposes while overvaluing the hell out of them when he used them as collateral for loans, and if he has widely varying assessments on the same property in the same year that will constitute tax fraud and bank fraud.