Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire, Hanging on a Telephone Wire! By Gene W. Edwards. Posted 5/19. 2024.

That nursery rhyme typifies Michael Cohen’s and Donald Trump’s dilemma, the two of them calling each other “Liar, liar,” both of them doing so even out of court. Trump was secretly recorded, caught by technology, and also by phone, and Cohen too — the two caught in lies, pretenses of innocence, and hostile agendas. Both yelling “So are you!” at each other.

Pants on fire. Underpants! Trump going to “sleep” in court, but actually fantasizing about his time with Stormy Daniels, Trump on fire for her. Caught like a horny toad. The Nixonian cover-up followed.

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Sometime this week the case ends! The defense may not call any witnesses. Closing arguments will be by midweek. The jury might deliberate for two hours. Even if they’re out for two days, it’s still all over before next Sunday. After that, the judgment. Jail, or free as a jailbird, Cohen/Trump? Cohen in either case is left with nowhere to go. Disbarred. He’s been making a living off his anti-Trump vendetta/obsession. As for Stormy, her name is tarnished forever for going after the Republican god. Harassed. Media raped. She’ll have trouble working, will have to watch her back. All of this is playing out in front of us in 3D.

Republican supplicants, the ultra-MAGA types, starting with Mike Johnson, who showed up outside the NY court: where will they go if or when Trump is dethroned? Alito’s rep is permanently tarnished.