By DUARDO PAZ-MARTINEZ
McALLEN, Texas |...Tomorrow is the day, boys. New York wants its cash and one Donald J. Trump either pays the $464 million court judgment or the state will confiscate and sell his property. That's the headline today.
Fraud rarely pays.
And New Yorkers have a certain way of telling you things and status costs money. White House candidate DJT has said the has the money to pay the pay...and then he has said that he has it, but doesn't want to use it to pay The Big Apple. Bar tabs tend to balloon before you stop guzzling down that alcohol.
Will he walk up to the courthouse clerk's office on Monday and hand over a certified check for the full amount? Or, will he again balk and see the consequences (confiscation of his prized buildings and other real estate possessions) flash before his eyes?
Headstrong New York Attorney General Letitia James will go either way, although one gets the impression that she'd like nothing better than to grab Trump's well-known Manhattan buildings, like Trump Tower. It's been coming for weeks.
In the civil and criminal cases against Trump, this one will see resolution, Baby.
Climax time in the city. Like running full-speed down a subway entry way and actually catching the train headed for Lower Manhattan on the first day of the workweek. Getouttamyway! Dammit, dude, you got pizza on my coat! Ah, but lookit the pretty dame seated there across me. Pepperoni will wash, won't it? Cheese on my cotton, Banana Republic tie? Bastard.
But I'm on the train!
Trump will make a big show out of paying the fine, if he does that.
Word all last week was that he didn't have it. Appealing the ruling meant he still had to post the entire amount, so that NY would not get stiffed. Then came news that his lawyer, the Iraqi Alina Habba, would not say he wasn't getting the cash from a foreign government, like Russia or the 9/11 Saudi Arabians. Trump actually went in another direction, saying he was taking Truth Social, his media flea, public and that he stood to make as much as $3 billion off it.
Then came word that whatever shared he had, well, there was the itchy stipulation that he wait six months before being able to sell them.
I know, it's a terminally boring tale of Trump and disgust. We tire of it, yes.
At least, one Day Of Reckoning is here for The Great Appealer.
Appeal all you want, dude. Just know that time always runs out on most things involving humas. In the massive fraud case we saw unfold last month, where the law said you lied to get loans and then you lied again to not pay taxes, well, time has run out.
Bang the drum slowly, Maria...
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