We’re gonna find out that trump sold national security secrets to the Saudis
And MAGA will move the line. Again.
On August 8th, 2022 at around 4pm, I was getting ready to meet a friend for dinner in Morristown. As is my routine (I am a total news junkie as you may already know) I was listening to CNN (as you may also know, I have since quit watching CNN). Halfway through my killer smoky eye application, the news broke.
Mar-a-Lago had been raided by the FBI.
The melted circus peanut was in NYC during the “raid” (it was a search and seizure, not some guns blazing, panty drawer tossing raid, but I digress).
“My beautiful home, Mar-A-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida, is currently under siege, raided, and occupied by a large group of FBI agents,” Trump whined in a statement that night.
It’s the kind of news that stops you in your tracks. I thought to myself, ‘did I just hear that right? Did they just say that the FBI raided donald trump’s HOUSE?!? Did they say RAIDED?!?’ A dozen or so “holy shits” later and the texts started pouring in. People I’ve met on Twitter, people I know from town, people I went to high school with and haven’t spoken to in more than 20 years, old babysitters, the neighbor, an old mailman, my ex, my ex’s dad, my ex’s dad’s cousins… everyone who knew how deeply I detest donald trump - and that is not a small number of people - was sending the same: “Did you see the news?”
As many people as seemed to be in my texts and DMs, my dinner companion must have had 100 times more. This person shall remain anonymous, but suffice it to say… people wanted to hear what THEY had to say. ALL the people.
A few hours later, there we both sat, two people with very public reputations for dragging donald trump, frantically scrolling, tweeting, texting, and messaging about what had happened, what it meant, what it could mean, and what might come next for the lifelong criminal conman we both despised with the passion of a thousand suns.
We didn’t know what we didn’t know and were left to purely speculate. Which was of course fun, in a very ‘holy shit this fucker was president’ kind of way, but also grave and sad in a very ‘holy shit this fucker was president’ kind of way.
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