As El Donaldo fires a cannonball across the bow of the USS Mueller with the pardon of Scooter Libby the question of more pardons, particularly for Paul Manafort & Co in the ongoing Peeing Rooskie Hookers probe, arises.
Look, Trump is a Master Showman, which already provides Added Value to his Administration. The Daily Entertainment Factor might just be the Best Thing about his whole Orange Reign so far.
As far as the Donks, the Insane Left and #NeverTrump are concerned, the red line for The Daily Outrage has long ago surpassed 11 and as of this writing hovers somewhere around 13 or 14ish.
Every week provides a new round of Scanners-style splody heads.
So given that the only thing that will ratchet back the Anti-Trump hysteria is the impending Rapture on April 23 (or not), it seems this would be a good time for PDJT to unleash the horned bovine stampede in the fussy teacup store, fire all of his guns at once and explode into space.
Yes, I am talking about letting fly with The Mother of All Pardons: calling a national TV address and passing out pre-emptive pardons to Hillary Clinton, Jimbo Comey and the rest of the Swamp Creatures.
Nothing makes rats scurry faster than a flashlight and by drawing attention to the misdeeds of the former Presidentress-In-Waiting & her sycophantic cronies via national address The National Conversion on the High Crimes and Misdemeanors of these folk could not help but begin.
Trump could lay out the details of The Malfeasance that are so familiar to those on the conservative Right but practically unheard of by the Great Unwashed Consumers of MSM bedtime newz.
The Media and their adjuncts in the Democratic party would be reduced to sputtering and stuttering with blood coming outta their collective eyes and collective where-evers.
Just pardon everyone.
Left, right, center, up and down.
Why the media might even be forced into a few minutes of actual fact-reporting before Zuckerberg & Co pull the plug on The Internets.
You want Spectacle?
I got the recipe for Spectacle right here folks.
Pass the popcorn please.
C’mon Donald, Do It!