I am the King of the world’s most powerful country, I find myself under investigations for various and sundry breaches of the laws.
Nevertheless, I lambast the prosecutors daily.
As if that is not enough, I replace the head of the Agency tasked with doing the Investigations of me, but I was certainly not done.
I smeared and tarnished the character of career prosecutors and Investigators as well.
I had my minions drag them before the Congress and berated and humiliated them and then I fired them.
So they appointed a special counsel which for all intents and purposes should be friendly to me because we are from the very same political party.
When my Attorney General recused himself and failed to interfere in the investigations with a view to protecting me from the Special Counsel, I fired him too.
I then replaced him with an unqualified lackey who bad-mouthed the Investigations on television and talked about ways in which he would starve the Special Counsel’s Investigations of resources, eventually shutting it down.
There was a widespread outcry and so I immediately looked for a replacement of him who could pass muster with the old guard.
Never mind that I still wanted an Attorney General who could get confirmed but I needed one who had written a long memorandum detailing his disdain for the Special Counsel process and expressing his support for wider powers for me.
Ah yes, I got my man.
He’s been there before and it seems like he can be trusted to do exactly what I want him to do.
confirm him now.
Witch hunt, witch hunt, no collusion, no collision is my daily tirade as I wonder about finding new ways to interfere in these investigations which are keeping me up at night.
Daily I call for the Investigations to end.
What?
I don’t care if other people don’t get to demand that an investigation into their activities gets stopped.
I don’t care that they don’t get to complain about the length of time investigations are taking, I’m special.
Now my man is in place and he gets to decide whether that multi-million Dollar investigation gets revealed to the Congress, much less the poor peasantry.
Oh wait, ha-ha-ha, I just realized that even though the Investigations are about my conduct, I’m allowed to decide on whether its findings gets revealed.
Oh s**t, what was I worried about, I head the Justice Department b*****s?
Touché mother‑f*****s, ha, ha, ha.……!
So my boy did his thing after the Republican Special Counsel passed the report he wrote up to him.
He writes the Congress led by the Dumb-crats[sic] a little cover letter saying that the Special Counsel found no conspiracy between myself and the Russians.
He left them a little something to yap about on the issue of interference.
As if it’s not my Justice Department, My FBI, my Country, I can damn well do as I please.
In summing up.
You pay for investigating me.
I interfere, I get my boy to say no conspiracy was found.
I get my boy to say he decided not to act on me interfering in the investigations.
And no you cannot see the report, who do you think you are?
I decide what Democracy is. It is what I say it is.
All of you who sat there and watched and waited these two years as talking heads opined about what the Special Counsel’s investigations would find about my actions are really dumber than me.
Do you really think that this country would allow the world to know that a hostile foreign power put me in office?
And many of you Libs call me dumb.
Who is dumb now?
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.…..