Here at the seminary, we try as hard as we can to mark momentous occasions for posterity’s sake. Well, that’s kind of a lie. I’m lazy as hell and that’s one of the reasons why this blog never went anywhere.
Last night, in bed bathed in the blue-light adjusted glow of my phone, I found out that The Washington Post got a motherfucker of a scoop.
Classified documents relating to nuclear weapons were among the items FBI agents sought in a search of former president Donald Trump’s Florida residence on Monday, according to people familiar with the investigation.
The people who described some of the material that agents were seeking spoke on the condition of anonymity to discuss an ongoing investigation. They did not offer additional details about what type of information the agents were seeking, including whether it involved weapons belonging to the United States or some other nation.
Today, there will be an avalanche of discussion about this. Now Trump tried to get out in front of this story, threatening to release the copy of the search warrant to show that there was nothing to here to see, folks. Later this afternoon, Merrick Garland may beat him to it, having made a motion to unseal the warrant so we don’t have to wait on Trump to find out what this fat orange fascist wannabe cocksucker has been up to.
Republican social media accounts, with a few exceptions, have reportedly gone dark on this matter. If indeed Trump is the magnitude of criminal he appears to be, that stink will be all over their candidacy. Granted, a great deal of Republicans will no doubt spin this as a conspiracy, and the ever faithful MAGA crowd will still show up in droves for those reps on Election Day.
Perhaps a small percentage will have a moment of clarity, wondering or finally realizing what a fucking mark they have been for one of the most accomplished con men in American history. That is the only good news that can come out of the story of a former president allegedly caught hiding nuclear secrets.