Michael Flynn Forgot To Clear Himself, Sorry Conspiracy Cranks!
Conservatives can shitpost like nobody's business. But those assholes can't organize an offline protest to save their lives.
Oooooh, a FLASHMOB. Look at the thousands of people talking about it!
Here's the MOB of MAGA loons outside the courthouse for Michael Flynn's status hearing this morning. Power to the people!
No wonder these nitwits think liberal protestors are all paid actors -- they can't imagine a world where more than 10 people have the energy to get off their asses for something they care about.
In February, the feverswamp braintrust convened a meeting to huff paint and figure out how to make #ClearFlynnNow happen. And the MAGA handmaidens from marginally respectable media outlets dutifully laundered their stoner babble in articles at the Federalist, Washington Examiner, and National Review. If you want someone to pretend that routine administrative court filings are evidence that the judge is about to BLOW THE LID OFF THE DEEP STATE CONSPIRACY, then Byron York is your man!
On Dec. 12, after just a few days on the Flynn case, Sullivan, acting on his own, ordered the office of special counsel Robert Mueller "to produce to [Flynn] in a timely manner — including during plea negotiations — any evidence in its possession that is favorable to defendant and material either to defendant's guilt or punishment."
While the move could be simply standard procedure for Sullivan, it was nevertheless notable because Flynn had already pleaded guilty, and, as part of that guilty plea, agreed to "forgo the right to any further discovery or disclosures of information not already provided at the time of the entry of [Flynn's] guilty plea."
But today Flynn's lawyers simply requested that his sentencing be expedited whenever he gets finished cooperating with the Mueller investigation. And Judge Sullivan told them all to get back to him in six weeks and have a nice summer.
So far, radio silence from the MAGAsplainers. But give Margot Cleveland, Andrew McCarthy, and Byron York a few
cans of whipped cream hours, and they'll barf out five hundred nonsense words to give the loons hope that the case against poor Mike Flynn is just about to fall apart. For real this time.
Hey, remember all those times when Michael Flynn led the pitchfork loons in shrieking LOCK HER UP?
Karma's a bitch, dude.
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Liz Dye lives in Baltimore with her wonderful husband and a houseful of teenagers. When she isn't being mad about a thing on the internet, she's hiding in plain sight in the carpool line. She's the one wearing yoga pants glaring at her phone.