THIS Should Be The Week That Mt. St. Trump Erupts

I told y’all the weekend before Traitor Tot’s jury selection started that Trump’s 1st court experience would be even worse than he feared, and that by the end of the week, he’d be at a high boil. CHA-CHING!

The week couldn’t have gone worse for Trump, and it was mostly procedural bullsh*t. But lets have a brief recap, shall we?

• On Monday Trump apparently nodded off several times during oral arguments, in a warm courtroom. Trump nastily responded that he had just been resting his eyes? Right. What did Trump have to look at? Must be the same rest I give my eyes every day after lunch from 1-2:30
• Also on Monday DA Alvin Bragg asked for an evidentiary hearing into three alleged Trump violations of his gag order. Wanting a jury 1st, Merchan scheduled a hearing for this coming Tuesday instead
• On Tuesday Trump decided to take his inner brat out for a test drive. During juror questioning Trump muttered something under his breath, loud enough for Judge Merchan to hear, but not comprehend. The judge angrily banged his gavel, raised his voice sternly, That’s enough of that! There will be no jury intimidation in my courtroom! Trump scowled at the judge, but zippered his yap
• Wednesday court was dark, and Trump went largely radio silent. Likely. as Stephen Colbert put it, He probably spent the day on the golf course, since he was so well rested from his 1st two days of jury selection
• Thursday sucked. Trump’s jury was empaneled in near record speed, defying expectations by at least 10 days. Also, DA Bragg added another seven violations to the gag order to be adjudicated on Tuesday
• Friday brought more humiliation. The alternates were selected and sworn in. As Judge Merchan gaveled court out for the weekend, His Lowness angrily surged to his feet and stomped down the main aisle. The judge banged his gavel and said, Will Defendant Trump please resume his seat? At which point he was educated that nobody moves until the judge has left the courtroom
• Then Saturday and the cherry on top. El Pendejo Presidente couldn’t even lick his nuts and salve his tattered snowflake fee-fees at a Nuremburg rally in North Carolina because it turns out that Mother Nature had had enough of his sh*t too, and rained the whole thing out when he couldn’t land due to thunderstorms

A high boil? Damn, I hope Melania has one of those inverted cone dog collars on him to keep him from soaking through his cheap ass suit. Trump must be bubbling over. But as bad as last week was, this week is going to be far worse, for three reasons.

For Trump, on Monday for the first time, Sh*t gets real. Opening statements will be made, then the first witnesses will be called. The NY Times is reporting that former AMI head David Pecker will go first.

I like that strategy. Pecker will take the stand, and go into great detail about the catch-and-kill scheme that he cooked up with Trump and Michael Cohen, and how it worked with Daniels and McDougal. More witnesses will take the stand and add meat to the bones, setting up the documents. And Trump will sit there and steam.

Here’s the second one, and it’s bad. On Tuesday afternoon the judge will hold the evidentiary hearing on Trump’s violations of his gag order. Trump has been a bad little monkey, and Judge Merchan will not be pleased. In fact, that rainout may be a blessing in disguise, since it prevented Trump from making an even bigger ass out of himself.

After last week, it looks to me like Judge Merchan has a feel for Trump, and knows what buttons to push. He’s been going after Trump’s ego and behavior as if he were a petulant 4 year old. Merchan is likely to dress Trump down with a lecture, fine him, and threaten that any repeat will land him in the lockup, either overnight, or through a court session. trump’s only saving grace will be that evidentiary hearings normally take place outside jury presence, so they won’t witness his humiliation, possibly forming detrimental opinions of him

But here’s the kill shot, the one that will have him erupting lava. Trump has already been bitching about the constraints on his personal and political time that the court trial is placing on his free movements. Well, on two days next week, He’s about to find out what constraint really feels like.

On Monday, in another courtroom, Judge Engoron is holding an AG requested bond hearing on the $175 million junk bond that some schlock car dealer issued to back Trump’s appeal. If Judge Engeron determines that there is insufficient liquidity and collateral to fulfill the bond, he can vacate it, and AG James can start seizing Trump properties on Tuesday. And where will His Lowness be? In Judge Merchan’s courtroom, listening to witnesses tell the jury what a lying douchebag he is.

But Thursday is when flint meets stone. Because on Thursday, his legal koi will be appearing in front of the Supreme Court to argue the whole foundation of his defense in the federal criminal cases, unqualified Presidential immunity. If Trump loses that case, Merchan becomes the least of his worries, cuz here come Chutkan and Smith, loaded for bear. And where will Trump be? In Judge Merchan’s courtroom, listening to Stormy Daniels describe him as the mangiest lover since Groucho Marx.

Trump’s ego is already battered and up against the ropes, and now Ali is moving in for the knockout. It doesn’t matter that neither civil hearing requires the defendant to be there. Trump wants to be there, and this pipsqueak judge is holding him back! Depending on how Monday goes in Judge Engoron’s courtroom, I wouldn’t be surprised if, after court, Traitor Tot boils over on Bullsh*t Social, THE ENTIRE FATE OF THE MAGNIFICENT COMPANY I BUILT IS UNDER ATTACK FROM A CHEAP TRICK BY A DEMOCRATIC HACK AG, AND THIS PETTY TRUMP HATING JUDGE, PROBABLY COLLUDING WITH HIS DEMOCRAT DAUGHTER IS DENYING ME MY DAY IN COURT!

You gotta admit, that sounds about right. I might have given Trump another week of the tedium and negative nastiness coming from the witness stand, if that’s all it was, before he blew his cork. But from the start he has been chafing like a Doberman on a choker chain over these constraints, the gag order and mandatory appearance. And being denied appearances at the two most important court appearances of his life is going to blow the stopcock off of the pressure cooker. stand well back, and fire up the micro popcorn, this is going to be better than the 4th of July.

I thank you for the privilege of your time.