Donald Trump has no idea how to post bond in the fraud trial—and he’s absolutely losing it.
In just shy of a week, Donald Trump’s $454 million judgment from his New York bank fraud trial will become collectible, either by way of liquid cash or financial assets—and it has officially sent Trump into meltdown mode.
The notoriously sleep-deprived GOP presidential nominee spent the better part of Monday night shouting into the void about the massive, half-billion-dollar judgment and his apparent inability to pay it off, bemoaning being required to follow the law before being allowed to appeal the case.
“I would be forced to mortgage or sell Great Assets, perhaps at Fire Sale prices, and if and when I win the Appeal, they would be gone. Does that make sense? WITCH HUNT. ELECTION INTERFERENCE!” Trump posted Tuesday morning.
“I shouldn’t have to put up any money, being forced by the Corrupt Judge and AG, until the end of the appeal. That’s the way system works!” he added, forgetting that he’s being held to the same standards as every private citizen.
I’d rather he had a Game of Thrones-esque ending before that eventuality happened. He should watch everything he ever got in life get torn from him bit by bit first, before having some totally mediocre ending on a toilet seat shitting himself.
That is how I felt about the game of thrones ending, I loved that show and the books and the I watched it all get torn away by the writers in the last season and felt like I died alone shitting on a toilet. You’re right, that would be worse.