Stuck in time

 Does it seem as if time is standing still?  Those of us who have waited since Robert Mueller's investigation are having a hard time getting excited about the multiple indictments reaching the courts at last.  Not that it isn't fun to see Trump cut down to size by a judge, but we still have to wait for the pre-trial motions to be dismissed and the secret jurors chosen before there is even a small chance of incarceration.  We're not getting any younger out here.

The sense of being carried back ceaselessly into the past increases when the same crimes seem to happen over and over.  Last spring Jordan Neely, locally admired for his Michael Jackson moves, was strangled on the New York subway for the offense of annoying the other riders by shouting that he was hungry and thirsty.  This week O'Shae Sibley was stabbed to death for the offense of being gay and voguing with friends at a gas station, also in New York.  And just when Jason Aldean had us convinced that such ugliness could only happen in a small town.

With so many topics about which to make idiotic remarks -- the obvious catastrophic effects of climate change, the continuing war in Ukraine, the concerns raised by AI, his own self-created legal problems -- what does Trump rant about at a South Carolina dinner?  Water pressure.  He's still angry because the Biden administration rolled back his insistence that the shower must "pour down on me" to maintain the glory of "this gorgeous head of hair."  Dude, tell the help to stop monkeying with the security cameras and train high-pressure hoses on you.  The rest of us are fine.

Of course, the Hair Fuhrer may be feeling a tad constrained after Judge Upadhyaya warned him not to threaten a juror, bribe a witness or retaliate against anyone who cooperates with the DOJ.  Most of us would, though we probably wouldn't encourage our lawyers to hit the Sunday shows with pious invocations of "free speech."  Nor would we try this:

Jack Smith, characterized as a "lost soul" by Defendant, has already asked the court for a protective order, since Defendant distinguishes between oral noises and the dicking of his thumbs on Ministry of Truth Social.  Possibly this flouting of the judge's order is one aspect of the exquisite chess that Empress Kari says he's playing -- the judge agrees that a spell in custody will get his attention, causing the Trumpanzees to take to the streets so Biden imposes martial law...no, that can't be it.  Can it?  I expect this to go on and on because, as the old saw goes, Defendant has the right to remain silent but not the capacity.

But not all encores are bad.  For instance, Simone Biles is back.