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‘Executive privilege,’ my big fat ass. What office did we ever elect him to? He can bite me.
You said it, lady!
Congress needs to grow a set and throw his ass in jail for contempt, because right now (and for the past YEAR or so) it sort of seems like he’s got the entire Legislative branch of our democracy by the short hairs (their stones were yanked off long ago).