Former President Trump and his son Donald Trump Jr. on Wednesday hired attorney Jesse Binnall to represent each of them in a lawsuit filed by Rep. Eric Swalwell (D-CA), according to The Daily Beast. The congressman has filed two complaints aimed at holding the former president and his allies accountable for the deadly Capitol insurrection this year.
Binnall previously signed on to represent the former president in the Thompson lawsuit, making Trump Jr. the second family member to be represented by Binnall.
They don’t have to pay him, he had 4 years under trump to do whatever he wanted and 4 years to develop and test missiles. Nothing so far has convinced him things have changed and it’s going to take serious threats.
And true to (RNK) form, every newly elected US president gets “tested” early on. So he can make noises if he wants, but the missile performance will likely determine our response. Hell, Biden may do a “Nixon in China” with KJU. Whiile we’re passing out free money, some sent their way may convince Kim to behave himself for a spell.
Nah, N. Korea has been the panhandler of the world rattling their sabre and taking appeasement for far too long for that to be an option. What Biden should do is repair our relationship with S. Korea after TMFWSNBN destroyed it during his term.
Nah. Kimmy is just looking for attention again, and I think it’s partly in response to some joint training exercises in SK, so it’s his usual predictable shtick. Mainly, now that there’s a new POTUS, he needs and wants Biden to acknowledge him in order to give the appearance of him being on equal footing and commanding the attention of the big dogs because he’s a big dog too. It’s a tactic his weeny dad abused as well.
“Pro bono” in a manner of speaking. More like for free. Nice company he keeps, I have to say. The skeeviest ambulance chasers in town look at each other darkly and shake their heads when you mention this guy’s name.
The other day, I was finishing up Marilynne Robinson’s magnificent novel Gilead. Its narrator is a pastor in a small Iowa farming community who is approaching the end of his life, and towards the end he thinks about his parishioners who have fallen under the sway of radio evangelists (the novel is set just before the Eisenhower administration):
I blame the radio for sowing a good deal of confusion where theology is concerned. And television is worse. You can spend forty years teaching people to be awake to the fact of mystery and then some fellow with no more theological sense than a jackrabbit gets himself a radio ministry and all your work is forgotten. I do wonder where it will end.
This describes for me a whole bunch of the state of what people take to be “Christianity” these days, and Pence’s sucking up to Franklin Graham, of all people, is a symptom of that.