A Ploy Named Sue

Note: I’m going to go with the precept that less is more, and not belabor my point.

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Perhaps one of the most disturbing things, and there are many, about Donald “Felonious” Trump, is his penchant for filing lawsuits as a means of cheating his way out of responsibility or into a position to reap personal gain. A student of Roy Cohn, who helped his father cheat his way through his later life, Felonious T has perfected the art of the steal by threatening or filing lawsuits to advance his interests. Even when he loses, he often wins something.

In deference to the late great Johnny Cash, Felonious T’s refrain seems to be, “I’m here to sue; that’s what I do!” Felonious T can claim one aspect of increased employment and economic prosperity as a result of his reign and its aftermath – lawyers are gainfully employed both for and against him, and making a boatload of money in the process.

Much of what he does is for show, and to sow chaos. But the machinations are not entertaining, but disruptive to progress and destructive to justice which is delayed. Justice delayed is justice denied, and thus he succeeds without even reaching trial.

Nowhere is Felonious T’s go-to tactical approach more frightening or more foreboding than in the latest Supreme Court ruling, where he sued claiming absolute immunity for anything related to his occupancy [sic] of the presidency, and convinced an eager and corrupt majority of Justices to support and even surpass his claim.

The title of the case, which now reads prominently in the Court’s despicable decision as “Trump v. United States,” is particularly telling. We are the United States, so it’s him against us. It’s time we realized that and put an end to the Abominable Showman, once and for all.