Will Trump go to jail? Can he be president? What’s next after guilty verdict? Washington Post
That Former President Donald Trump has been convicted of 34 felonies is shocking. At least, I was shocked, although not exactly surprised. I shouldn’t have been shocked either, everybody I talked to thought he was guilty (although the people I talked to represented an extremely biased sample). I also shouldn’t have been shocked because, like almost everything Trump is involved in, his defense was incompetent. They fought everything, starting with “Trump didn’t have sex with Stormy Daniels” when he clearly did rather than concentrating on one or two weak parts of the prosecution.
Quilty of all 34 felonies shouldn’t be surprising because they are linked so that if he is guilty of one, he was logically guilty of them all: the Invoice from Michael Cohen, marked as a record of the Donald J. Trump Revocable Trust (felony #1) was entered into the Detail General Ledger for the Donald J. Trump Revocable Trust, bearing voucher number 842457 (felony #2), and then paid by Check and check stub, Donald J. Trump Revocable Trust Account, bearing check number 000138 which is felony #4, and so on. Still, “Guilty” 34 times is shocking.
“All these people have their public whatever and their Twitter world, but they don’t have any following. They’re four people, and that’s how many votes they got.” In an interview with The New York Times circa 2020, Speaker Nancy Pelosi referring to the Squad.
After five years in Congress, she [AOC] has emerged as a tested navigator of its byzantine systems, wielding her celebrity to further her political aims in a way few others have. Three terms in, one gets the sense that we’re witnessing a skilled tactician exiting her political adolescence and coming into her own as a veteran operator out to reform America’s most dysfunctional political body.The Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez You Don’t Knowby Gaby Del Valle in The New York Times
It has now been about a week and a half since my heart valve operation, and everything seems brighter. I feel younger, not young for sure, but younger. The weather has been great – at least most of the time – with clear blue skies and temperatures in the low 70s. I’m not supposed to drive yet – I have no idea why – and my hospital release papers tell me not to walk on steep hills or lift more than 5 pounds. I have had zero pain. Zero. This whole operation has been astounding.
Near the end of last year, I got COVID. Earlier in the Spring, I ended up in the hospital with the flu, and now I am sort of tethered to the house. My last seven months have faded into a grey blur in which nothing seems to have happened. In the meanwhile, the world outside our door has continued to chug along. Well, most of the world, anyway, the US presidential race seems to be stuck in a Groundhog Day loop (just like me).
While there are safe for Biden blue states and safe for Trump red states, Trump seems to be leading Biden, more or less permanently, in the so-called swing states. As to why Trump is leading Biden, there are all kinds of theories, from the poles being wrong to the Democrats being clueless about what the average person thinks. All the theories are slightly true, but I also think that Joe Biden has never been a particularly good campaigner. That’s too bad because Biden has been a much better-than-average President and the best president so far on Climate Change.
The brightest spot in this year’s political landscape – for me, at least – is that so far, every Squad member has won their primary despite AIPAC – the American Israel Public Affairs Committee – claiming they are antiSemites and spending heavily to eliminate them from the public discussion. The Squad is not anti-Semitic, of course, but they are anti-Israeli policy, and AIPAC is a lobbying organization designed to promote the Israeli government and its policies, so there is a built-in conflict. Not only is that conflict with the Israeli government but with President Biden, who has, until recently, wholeheartedly backed whatever Netanyahu did.
Still, that hasn’t stopped President Biden from allying with the Squad when he is trying to minimize Climate Change. A couple of weeks ago, he announced the formation of an American Climate Corps and invited AOC to join him in the announcement. She did and even wore Biden’s trademark aviator glasses. I read about the announcement on Instagram and still haven’t seen anything about it in the New York Times since September of last year.
Lastly, maybe that is part of the problem; the mainstream media is too busy covering the 2024 Presidential election as a political horse race rather than talking about what the candidates want to do. No matter what the media reports, I am feeling much better and will soon be able to drive and even lift more than five pounds.
Transcatheter aortic valve replacement (TAVR) is a minimally invasive procedure that replaces a diseased or malfunctioning aortic valve with a man-made valve. The procedure is performed under X-ray guidance and uses smaller incisions than open-heart valve surgery. Both the previous definition of TAVR and the following definition of Gemini are from Gemini, a multimodal model from Google DeepMind, is capable of understanding virtually any input, combining different types of information, and generating almost any output.
When I woke up in the recovery room after my heart valve operation, I felt great. Shockingly great. For the first time in months, I could breathe. It’s been 48 hours, and I can breathe even better now.
I am getting a new aorta valve this Wednesday. Well, that’s accurate but a little misleading. I already have a replacement aorta valve, but it is starting to wear out. Rather than opening me up and taking the old – replacement – valve out, the doctors are going to leave it in place and insert a new valve into the old one in an operation called a Transcatheter Aortic Valve Replacement (although, as I understand it, they don’t replace the valve as much as insert the new valve inside my trusty old Edwards Lifesciences valve). This is all done from outside my body by fishing the new valve parts up from my groin through one of my arteries or veins and attaching it to the old valve from the other artery (or vein).
I go into the hospital at 5:45 and go through about an hour and a half of prep in the prep room and then another hour of prep in the surgery room, and the procedure itself will take about an hour. I should be awake by noon and leave the hospital Thursday or Friday. My regular cardiologist will be in the room as well as another surgeon – who operated on me when I had a pseudo-aneurism in 2007 – in case something goes wrong and they have to open me up. It should be easy and relatively painless but I am still sort of freaked out about it.
The shortness of the procedure—and, for that matter, even calling it a procedure—camouflages the truth that this is a big deal—for me, at least, and, I hope, for the surgeon—and lots of things can go wrong. Still, going wrong is unusual, and lots more can go right, and I am planning on that.
To start with, the biggest thing in our lives during the last couple of weeks, Michele has bacterial pneumonia. Well, she had it for about the last three weeks, but she is now on the mend. Even as an observer, I can tell you bacterial pneumonia sucks. It started as if it were the flu and then just continued to get worse. When we still thought it was the flu, Michele suggested I go to Richard and Tracy’s weekend home at Point Reyes Station without her to see Tracy’s parents, Arlene and Al Grubbs.
I agreed, and the payoff for the cold and wet winter was my drive through Marin’s acid-green hills. The payoff for the drive was a lunch of delicious pizza made by Richard and Tracy in their wood-burning oven and seeing Arlene and Al.
I had brought my camera and watching, through the viewfinder, Courtney and Arlene play Bocci Ball with Richard and Gina, I felt like I was watching a photo shoot for Vanity Fair, or, maybe, Fashionable Country Living. The grass was so green, and the background of the Point Reyes Hills was picture-perfect. For me, it was a perfect sweet spring day.
