Very simply, it is this: To completely avoid being
charged with federal crimes and being measured for an XXL
orange jumpsuit to wear in a federal minimal security
prison, Herr Trump will solicit his favorite lapdog/lackey,
VP Mike Pence to pardon him when he resigns before January
20.
Of course, Pence being a very docile and brain-dead
politico will pant and run-in circles to help his boss and
Pence can boast on his resume that he was, in fact,
president for a week!
Trump does not want to run the risk of doing the
charade of a self-pardon because if the courts rule that it
is bogus, Herr Trump is up a river with no pardon paddle.
If you listen to the gist and drift of the now famous
one-hour phone call with the Secretary of State of Georgia,
Herr Trump, except for changing his name to that of Marlon
Brandon, is The Godfather!
Our delusional president has no respect for law and
order, decorum, precedent and boundaries between the
functions of the government. Trump is out for Trump and if
you invoke his displeasure, you can inevitably expect bus
tire tracks on your backsides.
Constitutional crisis, you say? Yeah! Big time! And
especially so if the lobotomized GOP senators continue to
hide in their cloakrooms in the Capitol and pretend that all
is well in the republic. Such cowardice is off the charts
and yet these same sycophants will be touting their
credentials to their voters in the next two to four years.
Some will have the brazen effrontery to even try out a
presidential bid for 2024 and they will preen before their
voters intoning that they are the defenders of the
Constitution and the guardians of all things democratic.
I was so dismayed with the one-hour tape that I had to
throw down my last ace in the hole card and, through a
back-door secret computer program known as Viceroy, I was
able to reconstitute four minutes of the tape that even the
Secretary of State of Georgia wanted to spare the American
people from listening to.
Viceroy is a, “frontier3 monitor” software that one can
attach to any electronic device, including phones and after
the call is initiated, it can pick up any continuing
conversations without detection after the parties have
theoretically ended the call.
I was able to obtain a copy of Viceroy due to a
big-time favor owed to me by a certain person in the CIA
(now deceased) when I was able to intervene with a foreign
government and have this covert agent’s family whisked away
from imminent imprisonment and possible execution.
But, enough about me. Let us focus on what Viceroy was
able to secretly record on the “untold” part of that two-way
phone conversation. Be forewarned. What you are about to
read can be raw and ugly and is unfiltered:
Trump:
Say Brad, I am told that you have three small grandchildren
that are the darling of your eyes…
Raffensperger: (nervously clearing his throat…). Mr.
President, do not bring up my family in this call. You have
no right to do so. This is about your claims of being
cheated out of hundreds of thousands of votes.
Trump:
They tell me that the youngest one, a girl, is nine and she
gets out of school at 3:30 PM.
Raffensperger: (practically shouting into the phone). Mr.
President, if you so much as go within a hundred miles of
her school, I will make it my mission to track you down.
Trump:
Hey, hey. Let us not get jumpy! Your wife who attends her
book club meetings on Thursday nights at the local Y, would
be sad if the Y building met an unfortunate accident!
Raffensberger: Mr. President, are you threatening me,
because if you are, two can play that game!
Trump:
And what is it that I hear about your son playing tennis for
his college?
I hear that you cannot play if you have two broken ankles.
Raffensperger: What is that you want from me?
Trump:
Quite simple, my friend, quite simple. You go public and
inform the media that you had an errant employee who made an
honest computer error in the tabulations of the final vote
count; and he confessed it to you today and that is why you
are changing the vote count to show that I won Georgia!
Raffensperger: (softly crying to the phone) How could you
expect me to do such an outrageous act! The vote has been
certified!
Trump:
Well, according to section 9121.03(A)(c)(iii) of the Georgia
Voting Laws, a recertification is permissible upon
reasonable and just cause.
My need to win Georgia is both reasonable and just. JUST DO
IT!
Raffensperger (long silence…) I will see what I can do, just
leave my family alone you monster!
Trump:
Say, wasn’t it was too bad that Clemson lost to those Ohio
Buckeyes!
Ben (hangs up the line).
Contact Lafe Tolliver at
tolliver@juno.com
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