“If I indict her I wind up in Ft Marcy Park.”
“Or die in a freak weight lifting accident.”
Or my plane will mysteriously crash with no survivors.
Or I will disappear while jogging.
Or I will be discovered dead at an exclusive vacation spot and my death will be attributed to a heart attack due to my high pressure job.
No autopsy will be performed prior to my cremation. Or....
Always the optimist, I'll offer the suggestion that coming forward to recommend indictment before those options are used could be his way of neutralizing them. Of course it's about 40 minutes to wait. So if he has his heart attack within the next 40 minutes, then, well, we know what he was going to do.
Of course, we could all stop speculating and just wait 40 minutes. But what's the fun in that?!
“Always the optimist...”
I’m more the glass half empty kind of guy.
And the reason the glass is half empty?
Because its cracked and leaking.
“Of course, we could all stop speculating and just wait 40 minutes. But what’s the fun in that?!”
Absolutely NO fun whatsoever!!
Having cut the cable cord, and loving the silence fwiw, I now rely on the net for my news.
Conjecture and conspiracy theory is half the fun.
My local conservative radio station runs Glenn “LDS” Dreckkk from 9:00 to noon.
I refuse to listen to the permanent resident of the Weep Locker so I’ll probably read about it here first.