By David Glenn Cox
Wow, a thirty-million-dollar robbery in Los Angeles Easter morning. Holy Easter Bunny Batman! The film “Goodfellas” jumps right off the screen and into the headlines. This was no amateur job of “stick em up” this had professional written all over it. And Remember, Robert DeNiro says, lay low and don’t spend any of the money.
It has been asked, because as obvious as it might appear to be, it has to be asked. “Do you think it was an inside job?” Somewhere along the line it was an inside job, it has to be. There’s too much security not to be. So, the suspect or suspects are obviously professional criminals with extensive experience in dealing with law enforcement and committing serious crimes.
If you’re going to tote away that much cash, then you’re going to need a truck and maybe a hand truck or a forklift. We know the suspects are irreligious and willing to risk their immortal souls with crime as Jesus annually rolls his stone away and defeats death. A devil’s bargain of millions of dollars in this life, or a safe temperate hereafter. But who do we know who is famously both irreligious and needs lots of cash?
Who do we all know with both a criminal past and maybe even mob connections? “Donald, I roll over last night and phoned your room, but you not answer.” You dreamed it Malaria, you were dreaming! “But Donald, where were you?” Don’t ask me about my business Malaria. I’ve told you, never ask me about my business!
It really brings things into focus and ties things together. Even a thirty-million-dollar cash heist would be but a drop in the bucket of the Trump ocean of debt. The gang needs to pull off at least twenty more such robberies for any chance at solvency.
Let us reject fantasy. The former President certainly would never involve himself in anything so sordid or gauche as burglary. At least, not while he’s in the middle of a major Pump and Dump stock swindle. But you see, there is a fly in the ointment. Mr. Trump’s business partners are suing him. (Live by the sword and die by the sword) claiming Mr. Trump has tried to dilute their interests and so their profits.
It really brings things into focus and ties things together. The lawsuit, even if meritless, could prevent Mr. Trump from dumping his stock and getting paid. Unless of course, if Mr. Trump were willing to settle the lawsuit and sweeten the pot. Then of course, arrangements could be made. But if not, we’ll just have to kick this can down the road to a court hearing in about thirty days.
Thirty days! The stock might not even exist in thirty days! And the board of directors would still have to give Mr. Trump a waiver to sell his stock before the contracted six months he originally agreed too. Would the board be willing to do that with the stock famously tanking and making headlines? The stock is being called “Trump and Dump” and the Security and Exchange Commission is being called to take notice.
There is a sweet irony in the idea that the cheater could be getting cheated out of his profits by other cheaters. Who are now trying to cheat Mr. Trump out of his ill-gotten gains by a legal subterfuge. Time is of the essence. And they’ve nailed Mr. Trump’s shoes to the floor. In a month, it will become pointless to struggle.
McArthur’s Park is melting in the dark. All the sweet crème icing flowing down. Someone left the cake out in the rain; I don’t think that I can make cause it took so long to bake it and I’ll never have that recipe again.
Trump has been waiting for his Truth Social payout almost from day one. And now, just as it gets close it begins slipping away. There are no other major swindles in the offing and this one has taken several years! And now, just as the finish line comes into sight, bupkis. Serious money is about to be made with maybe hundreds of millions of dollars. Or a hundred million dollars or maybe fifty million depending on the calendar date the court resolves the question.
What happens to Truth Social after the election? If Mr. Trump wins (Relax, he won’t) he won’t need Truth Social anymore. And if Mr. Trump doesn’t win (he won’t) he’s finished. So, Truth Social has the life expectancy of a snow cone in July. Selling nothing, just a personal Trump grievance channel. Losing $58 million against $4 million in ad revenue. That is just barely a business and not a hobby.
If your Grandmother sells quilts down at the Senior Center. That’s a hobby and not a business. Granny spent $300 in material and spent countless hours building her company “Granny’s Quilts” into an eight-billion-dollar concern. With an initial public stock offering and everything. That is just about how ridiculous it really is. Truth Social company earns $11,000 per day against daily operating expenses of $159,000 per day for a daily net loss of $148,000. That’s a hobby!
It really brings things into focus and ties things together, doesn’t it?
The slicker getting slickered and the cheater getting cheated. Karma, I love you!
Schadenfreude!
“The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you’ve got it made.”
― Groucho Marx
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