What if you gave a plea bargain and nobody came?
Well, that’s what happened in Delaware last week when the rug – as he was trying to sweep things under it – was pulled out from beneath Hunter Biden.
Hunter – absent minded crack head, prostitute aficionado, occasional Second Amendment supporter, bribe taker and arranger, stripper baby haver, ethically challenging, and walking, talking, breathing national security menace – Biden expected to walk into a courtroom, stifle a yawn, and sign a few papers and leave a happy untouchable.
Oops.
Even though it was apparently written by hand with lemon juice in appendix G/4, codicil H, paragraph 18, sub-paragraph (r), the judge happened to notice that the deal seemed to rather strongly imply that Hunter could never ever ever again be charged with any crime related to being Hunter.
Now, happy happy joy joy plea deals do happen on occasion. Few, however, allow the defendant to plead guilty to things he has not even been charged with yet, especially if they are a matter of an on-going investigation.
The judge asked about this and the utterly impartial Department of Justice attorney apologetically (more to Hunter than the court) gulp-mumbled that Hunter was kinda sorta maybe pretty much-ish still a target of another investigation.
Amazed, the judge said maybe let’s hold onto this for a bit while y’all get your acts together, so how does the defendant plea?
Coupled with the fact that’s Hunter’s main “business” partner is going to testify in front of Congress tomorrow, the Biden cabal cannot be sleeping terribly well.
And much of this goes back to Joe himself. For years, Biden bitched about being the poorest man in Congress. It really did seem to rankle him and that deep-set jealousy - combined with the fact that he is an unprincipled hack - led him to greenlighting the idea that his family should make as much money as possible from the leavings of his career as long as they gave him a taste...or two...or a beach house...or two.
Since becoming and then unbecoming vice president. Biden’s personal wealth as gazziliontupled. Sure, he was pretty well cared for by the credit card/shell company swamp that is Delaware, but Hunter brought in real money.
Here’s Joe complaining about not having enough:
Knowing Joe, the details of the story are almost certainly false – but the pissy attitude and the sense of bitter entitlement is not.
Now, this all happening in Delaware had been of great benefit to Hunter…until last week when he ran into a judge who could both read and was not part of the state’s chummy political slip and slide.
A DC judge would have aggressively not noticed and in California he would not have even had had to negotiate a deal; he could have just pulled a “snake burglar” and directly pleaded guilty to 54 felonies and been immediately released (this is a true story – under state sentencing guidelines, 54 felonies equaled three months “time served” for one enterprising Golden State thief - https://rivcoda.org/news/snake-burglar-pleads-guilty-stealing-54-businesses .)
Now, he may have been better off flying to Louisiana instead of walking into that Delaware courtroom. While I’m not sure you can still do this and it typically involved state – not federal – charges, you could/can in the Pelican State simply schedule an appointment with a judge to plead guilty to, well, anything and the judge (true, usually with district attorney input) can accept the plea and set a sentence. If you’re a Louisiana politician who is about to get arrested – a not uncommon state of affairs – it’s a really neat feature of the state’s justice system.
Oh well, too bad for Hunter.
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