Supreme Court Immunity Decision Virus May Be Spreading

Three days ago, Judge Merchan issued the letter below to the defense and the prosecution in the so-called hush money case, more properly called the election interference case (emphasis added). So, the Supreme Court has teed this up for Trump’s attorneys and God knows whether the 34 convictions will be overturned. A sea change . . .

Trump’s Pre-Sentence Interview – Will He or Won’t He?

Today Donald Trump will likely sit for his pre-sentence interview with a New York City Probation Department official, but unlike most persons, he will not have to attend in person; his interview will take place remotely while he is in Mar-A-Lago. Also, unlike most persons, Trump will have his lawyer present, this due to Judge Merchan’s order. So much for Trump’s bloviating about being treated unfairly.

Note too that, according to Business Insider, “NY state law requires the judge to order a pre-sentencing report, but does not require that the defendant participate in the process.” Should, however, Trump follow that path, Business Insider continued, according to Angel Rodriguez, founder of Avenues for Justice, “It would piss the judge off to no end’ . . . especially given his history of gag order violations and disruptive courtroom behavior.” We all know Judge Merchan’s temperament by now, and “pissed off” might be an understatement.

NY pre-sentence interview form

Trump, also, in another manner of not participating, could attend the virtual meeting but refuse to answer any questions except, perhaps, regarding his name, address, and other similar queries. According to a NY defense attorney cited by Business Insider, “If he wants to show remorse, then certainly the probation report is a good place to start doing that, but Donald Trump has not shown remorse and insists everybody else are the wrongdoers.” Trump’s chances for sentencing leniency will be harmed with this approach, and it’s a pretty sure bet he would express neither regrets for his crimes nor concerns for the victims, like Stormy Daniels or Michael Cohen.

Trump’s usual “everybody else are the wrongdoers” approach may fit a Mafia families meeting, how differently New York Courts.com describes the benefits to a cooperative demeanor:

The pre-sentence report is a chance for the defendant’s lawyer to say good things about the defendant, like that the defendant is in a counseling program or has a steady job and takes care of an ailing family member. The pre-sentence interview is a chance for the defendant to try to make a good impression and explain why he or she deserves a lighter punishment. The pre-sentence report is also a chance for a crime victim to explain how he or she has suffered and what he or she has lost.

Will he or won’t he? We know he cannot regulate his fury or his massive self-confidence. In sum, the Business Insider article quotes a former NY white collar crime prosecutor, Diana Florence:

“It’s perfectly fine to say the matter is on appeal, and I maintain my innocence. What’s not fine is to say the judge is corrupt and the jury is corrupt, and the witnesses must die.”

Indeed. But given Trump’s bravura-tinged self-defeating nature in these legal settings, his lawyer’s job convincing him to just shut up, shut up, shut up is a Herculean task. As we’ve witnessed, Trump’s lawyers are not Greek gods.

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Sorry MSNBC, I AM Dancing in the Street . . .

Yesterday, during MSNBC’s coverage of the Trump transformation from “first criminally indicted former president” to “first criminally convicted former president,” Jen Psaki – with the general agreement of the polite panel (except the always reliable Joy Reed) – advised viewers that she wasn’t about dancing in the street over the news of Trump’s 34 count conviction. Apparently, that would be too impolite and incivil. Being an aging baby boomer I am delighted by impolite, and a schadenfreude admirer regarding enemies of the state, so, I took a pass on Psaki’s advice. One needs to celebrate a victory, especially since Trump has for decades avoided such a comeuppance. So, here’s my attempt at schadenfreudish happy feet: