Hump Day open thread: Yes, we're laughing at you, not with you

Ladies and gentlemen and everyone in between: The above missive was written by a man who claims he was the 45th president of the United States of America. Sure, it was signed by his advocats de jour. But make no mistake: Even the worst lawyer wouldn't pen something this farcical. No. This was dictated by Donald Trump, and his attorneys acquiesced in the false belief that they'll get paid.

We get it all. The whining. The sense of entitlement. The persecution complex. The grandiosity. The "but what about the Bidens". 

If I were his lawyer, I would have told him in no uncertain terms that I would not send this, as it would only make things worse. But, of course, anyone who represents Trump has already drunk the Kool Aid. Working for a client whom everyone knows stiffs people on their bills means that you must be a believer.

Now, I know nothing of either the quality of Messrs. Rowley III and Trusty. If I recall, James Trusty used to be a federal prosecutor. If so, he could not have been a very good one. Whatever the case may be, taking on a client like Trump will not end well. He already lost the E. Jean Carroll defamation suit, which may have been the easiest one to win for him; it gets worse from here on out. Their careers and law firms will find out that everything Trump touches dies. 

But let's return to this letter. The sheer effrontery. The unmitigated cheek. You may have been president once; now you're a criminal target. You are owed nothing. No deference. No benefit of the doubt. 

And as I commented on Counter Social yesterday: I have had a hand in raising three nephews and one niece. I was there during their terrible twos. And never have I had a child in my orbit who whines and fusses as much as this septuagenarian. He never progressed past Piaget's first stage of child development. He has no self-control, and no ability to take anyone else into consideration. He is all screaming id, thinking himself the center of the universe. Or, to put it more succinctly, he's a fucking asshole.

Anyway, have a happy Hump Day, everyone. Believe it or not, you're in much better shape that a so-called "billionaire".

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