The Rats
I gotta say, with the beautiful perfect indictments handed down in Georgia last week, making old timers vividly remember General Sherman coming through Georgia, the best part may be the recent photos of the indicted people facing mandatory prison time if they are convicted. Honey, most of them look like they just opened the Ark of the Covenant.
I’ve done a lot of stupid things in my life, like eating tamales anywhere north of Dallas, hit an elevator button five or six times thinking that would piss off a slow elevator, signed a contract by neon light, and shared my deepest darkest secrets with an Arabian prince who contacted me by email to leave me his estate when he said he was going to die the next week.
But even I know that when you’re a Trump elections official in Georgia, you don’t send a written damn invitation to Trump’s buttdumb attorneys to help you facilitate a breach of the voting systems you oversee. I would say, “How dumb can you be?” but these guys would see that as a challenge.
Here’s my center of attention: I wanna know more about the unindicted co-conspirators rats in Georgia. The Daily Beast has some ideas.
It just so happens that their guess for #1 is the same as mine. Tom Fitton, the Darth Vader of Judicial Watch. I guess ole Tom had to flip because prison jumpsuits don’t come in size 12 year old boy. Tom thinks his tight shirts are a turn on to the church ladies and maybe he’s right because men in chains would certainly appeal to them.
Go on over to Google to run an image search for Tom. Or don’t. He’s a mess.
While it would be fun watching him in the weight room of a Georgia prison, his ability to flip on Trump and Giuliani might be worth missing that particular visual punishment.
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