Trump MAGAthread X - Follow the Money

[The Derpy Democratic Republic Of Herp]

Is the ride over yet?

[Corrian]

Is the ride over yet?

Not even close.

[Jerzylvania]

I am surprised that Manafort didn't simply go for guilt and try to cut a deal to spite Trump, to be honest.

He'd have made the deal already and he wouldn't be facing 12 counts. Maybe just one instead. He's waiting for a pardon partner.

BTW, Papadopolous is facing only one charge and they are recommending he get 0-6 months if convicted. Hmm?

[Thermodolia]

Is the ride over yet?

Over? The ride has just begun.

*cue ominous music*

[Ism]

Would someone please stop the ride? I wanna get off.

Please keep your hands, feet, and sanity on the ride at all times.

That last one may be tricky.

[Thermodolia]

I am surprised that Manafort didn't simply go for guilt and try to cut a deal to spite Trump, to be honest.

He'd have made the deal already and he wouldn't be facing 12 counts. Maybe just one instead. He's waiting for a pardon partner.

BTW, Papadopolous is facing only one charge and they are recommending he get 0-6 months if convicted. Hmm?

Papadopolous plead guilty. It's pretty obvious why

[36 Camera Perspective]

Remember: Trump picks the best people.

[Corrian]

I do feel like, despite what Fox News might try to say, this is the beginning of things getting truly "juicy".

[Valrifell]

Remember: Trump picks the best people.

Is the swamp drained yet?

[Thermodolia]

Remember: Trump picks the best people.

Is the swamp drained yet?

Almost all of it has been pumped into the Oval

[Ism]

Is the ride over yet?

Over? The ride has just begun.

*cue ominous music*

Here you go.

[Jerzylvania]

He'd have made the deal already and he wouldn't be facing 12 counts. Maybe just one instead. He's waiting for a pardon partner.

BTW, Papadopolous is facing only one charge and they are recommending he get 0-6 months if convicted. Hmm?

Papadopolous plead guilty. It's pretty obvious why

Sure he talked. He got cut a deal. But when you don't talk the prosecution throws the book at you and raids your house. See Manafort.
Interestingly, this is the way most investigations of gangsters and mobsters are managed. Those which will be coming in for an interview will know the choices.

[Austria-Bohemia-Hungary]

Is the swamp drained yet?

Almost all of it has been pumped into the Oval

White House is going to require a renovation to treat mould after this presidency. <.<

[Farnhamia]

Papadopolous plead guilty. It's pretty obvious why

Sure he talked. He got cut a deal. But when you don't talk the prosecution throws the book at you and raids your house. See Manafort.
Interestingly, this is the way most investigations of gangsters and mobsters are managed.

Well, given the members of Mueller's team ...

- Zainab Ahmad: assistant U.S. attorney in the Eastern District of New York, specializing in terrorism cases[24]
- Greg Andres: former deputy assistant attorney general, managed foreign bribery division[25]
- Rush Atkinson: trial attorney in the DOJ fraud section[24]
- Peter Carr: team spokesman, a veteran DOJ spokesperson[26]
- Michael Dreeben: Deputy Solicitor General, who oversees the Justice Department's criminal appellate docket; an expert in criminal law[27][22][24]
- Kyle Freeny: attorney for the money laundering unit at the Department of Justice[28]
- Andrew D. Goldstein: former leader of the public corruption unit, Southern District of New York[29][24]
- Adam Jed: Attorney in the DOJ Civil Division, appellate section[30]
- Lisa C. Page: DOJ trial attorney in the FBI's Criminal Division Organized Crime Section; formerly an attorney in the office of the FBI general counsel[23]
- Elizabeth Barchas Prelogar: Assistant with the Solicitor General's office; fluent in Russian; former law clerk to Justices Ruth Bader Ginsburg and Elena Kagan[31][24]
- James L. Quarles III: former assistant special prosecutor on the Watergate Special Prosecution Force[24]
- Jeannie S. Rhee: Partner at WilmerHale, specializing in white-collar crime; a former attorney in the Justice Department's Office of Legal Counsel and Assistant United States Attorney in the District of Columbia[24]
- Brandon Van Grack: Justice Department national security division prosecutor[24]
- Andrew Weissmann: Chief of the DOJ Criminal Division's Fraud Section[16][24]
- Aaron Zebley: former chief of staff to Mueller at the FBI[24]
- Aaron S.J. Zelinsky: an attorney on detail from the U.S. Attorney's Office in the District of Maryland[33][34]

[Camicon]

From the previous thread:

>three weeks ago

Not really "just pleaded guilty".

It's going to be fun seeing what comes this Christmas.

*ahem*

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the House,
Not a critter was stirring, not even Dan Newhouse;
The papers were cooling by the printer with care,
In hopes that Bob Mueller soon would be there;
The people were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of impeachment danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When from out of the TV there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the boob tube I flew like a flash,
Turned up the volume and put it on blast.
The fluorescent light from the camera glare,
Gave depth to the face of the man standing there,
When, what to my wondering eyes appeared then,
But President Donald Trump, and eight burly G-men,
With a little Jeff Sessions, his face quite past blanching,
I knew in a moment It must be Happening.

More rapid than eagles his cronies they came,
And he jeered, and he tweeted, and called them by name;
“Now, Eric! now, Juniour! now, Jared and Ivanka!
On, Paul! on, George! on, Michael and Steven!
To the top of the courts! to the top of them all!
Now shut your mouth! shut your mouth! shut your mouth all!”
As cowards that before the coming storm flee,
When they see a clear danger, they try for a plea;
So down to the jailhouse the cronies were driven,
With the cars full of fools, and that Trump gibbon.

And then, in a crying, I heard on the box,
The hemming and hawing of each little Fox.
As I sat on the couch, my head in a spin,
On the TV Bob Mueller came with a grin.
He was dressed all in black, from his head to his feet,
And his clothes were all dirtied with wrinkles and sweat;
A bundle of papers he had clasped in his hands,
And he looked like an intern though slightly less bland.

His brows—how they deepened! his creases how grave!
His cheeks were like tree bark, his nose like a glaive!
His stern old mouth was drawn tight like a hawks,
And the line of his jaw was as strong as an ox;
The stub of a cig he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little grey hair,
That was still when he spoke, like it was caught in his glare.

He was tall and fit, a man straight out of casting,
And I shook when I saw him, I knew he wasn't acting;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a greeting, but went straight to his work,
And filled in all the presscorp; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, for the convoy he rose;
He walked to his car, making clear his intent,
And away they all drove with no chance of relent,
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Impeacment to all, and to all a good-night.”

[Gig em Aggies]

Just read this on msn

Judge sets further conditions of $10 mln unsecured bond for Manafort, $5 mln unsecured bond for Gates.

U.S. judge orders Manafort and Gates to home confinement.

I would have imagined they would have set it higher then $10 and $5 million in unsecured bonds

[Gig em Aggies]

From the previous thread:

It's going to be fun seeing what comes this Christmas.

*ahem*

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the House,
Not a critter was stirring, not even Dan Newhouse;
The papers were cooling by the printer with care,
In hopes that Bob Mueller soon would be there;
The people were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of impeachment danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When from out of the TV there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the boob tube I flew like a flash,
Turned up the volume and put it on blast.
The fluorescent light from the camera glare,
Gave depth to the face of the man standing there,
When, what to my wondering eyes appeared then,
But President Donald Trump, and eight burly G-men,
With a little Jeff Sessions, his face quite past blanching,
I knew in a moment It must be Happening.

More rapid than eagles his cronies they came,
And he jeered, and he tweeted, and called them by name;
“Now, Eric! now, Juniour! now, Jared and Ivanka!
On, Paul! on, George! on, Michael and Steven!
To the top of the courts! to the top of them all!
Now shut your mouth! shut your mouth! shut your mouth all!”
As cowards that before the coming storm flee,
When they see a clear danger, they try for a plea;
So down to the jailhouse the cronies were driven,
With the cars full of fools, and that Trump gibbon.

And then, in a crying, I heard on the box,
The hemming and hawing of each little Fox.
As I sat on the couch, my head in a spin,
On the TV Bob Mueller came with a grin.
He was dressed all in black, from his head to his feet,
And his clothes were all dirtied with wrinkles and sweat;
A bundle of papers he had clasped in his hands,
And he looked like an intern though slightly less bland.

His brows—how they deepened! his creases how grave!
His cheeks were like tree bark, his nose like a glaive!
His stern old mouth was drawn tight like a hawks,
And the line of his jaw was as strong as an ox;
The stub of a cig he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little grey hair,
That was still when he spoke, like it was caught in his glare.

He was tall and fit, a man straight out of casting,
And I shook when I saw him, I knew he wasn't acting;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a greeting, but went straight to his work,
And filled in all the presscorp; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, for the convoy he rose;
He walked to his car, making clear his intent,
And away they all drove with no chance of relent,
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Impeacment to all, and to all a good-night.”

...take my money dammit and make this a movie

[Ism]

From the previous thread:

It's going to be fun seeing what comes this Christmas.

*ahem*

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the House,
Not a critter was stirring, not even Dan Newhouse;
The papers were cooling by the printer with care,
In hopes that Bob Mueller soon would be there;
The people were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of impeachment danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When from out of the TV there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the boob tube I flew like a flash,
Turned up the volume and put it on blast.
The fluorescent light from the camera glare,
Gave depth to the face of the man standing there,
When, what to my wondering eyes appeared then,
But President Donald Trump, and eight burly G-men,
With a little Jeff Sessions, his face quite past blanching,
I knew in a moment It must be Happening.

More rapid than eagles his cronies they came,
And he jeered, and he tweeted, and called them by name;
“Now, Eric! now, Juniour! now, Jared and Ivanka!
On, Paul! on, George! on, Michael and Steven!
To the top of the courts! to the top of them all!
Now shut your mouth! shut your mouth! shut your mouth all!”
As cowards that before the coming storm flee,
When they see a clear danger, they try for a plea;
So down to the jailhouse the cronies were driven,
With the cars full of fools, and that Trump gibbon.

And then, in a crying, I heard on the box,
The hemming and hawing of each little Fox.
As I sat on the couch, my head in a spin,
On the TV Bob Mueller came with a grin.
He was dressed all in black, from his head to his feet,
And his clothes were all dirtied with wrinkles and sweat;
A bundle of papers he had clasped in his hands,
And he looked like an intern though slightly less bland.

His brows—how they deepened! his creases how grave!
His cheeks were like tree bark, his nose like a glaive!
His stern old mouth was drawn tight like a hawks,
And the line of his jaw was as strong as an ox;
The stub of a cig he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little grey hair,
That was still when he spoke, like it was caught in his glare.

He was tall and fit, a man straight out of casting,
And I shook when I saw him, I knew he wasn't acting;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a greeting, but went straight to his work,
And filled in all the presscorp; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, for the convoy he rose;
He walked to his car, making clear his intent,
And away they all drove with no chance of relent,
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Impeacment to all, and to all a good-night.”

Glorious.

[Austria-Bohemia-Hungary]

From the previous thread:

*ahem*

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the House,
Not a critter was stirring, not even Dan Newhouse;
The papers were cooling by the printer with care,
In hopes that Bob Mueller soon would be there;
The people were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of impeachment danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When from out of the TV there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the boob tube I flew like a flash,
Turned up the volume and put it on blast.
The fluorescent light from the camera glare,
Gave depth to the face of the man standing there,
When, what to my wondering eyes appeared then,
But President Donald Trump, and eight burly G-men,
With a little Jeff Sessions, his face quite past blanching,
I knew in a moment It must be Happening.

More rapid than eagles his cronies they came,
And he jeered, and he tweeted, and called them by name;
“Now, Eric! now, Juniour! now, Jared and Ivanka!
On, Paul! on, George! on, Michael and Steven!
To the top of the courts! to the top of them all!
Now shut your mouth! shut your mouth! shut your mouth all!”
As cowards that before the coming storm flee,
When they see a clear danger, they try for a plea;
So down to the jailhouse the cronies were driven,
With the cars full of fools, and that Trump gibbon.

And then, in a crying, I heard on the box,
The hemming and hawing of each little Fox.
As I sat on the couch, my head in a spin,
On the TV Bob Mueller came with a grin.
He was dressed all in black, from his head to his feet,
And his clothes were all dirtied with wrinkles and sweat;
A bundle of papers he had clasped in his hands,
And he looked like an intern though slightly less bland.

His brows—how they deepened! his creases how grave!
His cheeks were like tree bark, his nose like a glaive!
His stern old mouth was drawn tight like a hawks,
And the line of his jaw was as strong as an ox;
The stub of a cig he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little grey hair,
That was still when he spoke, like it was caught in his glare.

He was tall and fit, a man straight out of casting,
And I shook when I saw him, I knew he wasn't acting;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a greeting, but went straight to his work,
And filled in all the presscorp; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, for the convoy he rose;
He walked to his car, making clear his intent,
And away they all drove with no chance of relent,
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Impeacment to all, and to all a good-night.”

...take my money dammit and make this a movie

Oh I'm pretty sure there's going to be a Hollywood flick about the Trump presidency in the future.

[The Huskar Social Union]

Is the ride over yet?

AINT NO BREAKS ON THIS DISASTER TRAIN

[Collatis]

...take my money dammit and make this a movie

Oh I'm pretty sure there's going to be a Hollywood flick about the Trump presidency in the future.

Trump could play himself! He does have plenty of acting experience.

[Shofercia]

Ukraine? Not Russia? Ohhh, this is getting good.

[Vassenor]

Ukraine? Not Russia? Ohhh, this is getting good.

You haven't read through the charges filed against Papadopolous, have you? Where he was literally setting up meetings between the campaign and the Russian Interior Ministry?

[Soldati Senza Confini]

Apparently it's more than just Manafort.

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics ... spartanntp

Documents that were unsealed Monday showed that a federal grand jury indicted Manafort and his former business associate, Rick Gates. They were charged with conspiracy to launder money, conspiracy against the U.S., unregistered agent of a foreign principal, false and misleading statements surrounding the Foreign Agents Registration Act , false statements and seven counts of failure to file reports of foreign bank and financial accounts.

Separately, George Papadopoulos, who served as a foreign policy adviser on Mr. Trump's campaign, has pleaded guilty to making false statements to the FBI as well. That statement had to do with the nature of his relationship with "certain foreign nationals whom he understood to have close connections with senior Russian government officials."

[Shofercia]

Ukraine? Not Russia? Ohhh, this is getting good.

You haven't read through the charges filed against Papadopolous, have you? Where he was literally setting up meetings between the campaign and the Russian Interior Ministry?

I haven't read the files against Papadopolous, because I just found out about them a second ago. The guy indicted with Manafort was Gates.