Very busy today…but I took some time out to read a few things about Trump’s legal troubles. He sure has a lot of them and I don’t think “You can’t prosecute me because you didn’t prosecute Hillary” is going to make them go away. And I have the feeling that the folks arguing that it’s wrong to bring charges against a political opponent were a lot of the same people shouting “Lock her up! Lock her up!” about Hillary Clinton.

In no particular order, here’s a bunch of what I looked at over the weekend.

Kicking it off, this is probably the best (and most hilarious) plain-language explanation of what’s in Trump’s federal indictment. Twitter user Fooler Initiative has summarized it in the most awesome way ever! You don’t have to read the indictment; just read this explanation and you’re set.

However, if you want it read to you… here’s MSNBC anchor Ali Velshi reading the full indictment.

David Roth, writing at Defector, has a good read on Trump and how he lives his life.

Breaking laws in an oafish, overt, seemingly arbitrary way is absolutely Some Donald Trump Shit. But what Trump was doing with all those secret and confidential documents, the indictment reveals, was also Some Donald Trump Shit. While he is certainly one of the most bribe-able individuals of his generation and unquestionably unbound by any higher or finer concerns whatsoever, and while that would not really be the sort of person you’d want having a bunch of sensitive documents in their possession, it is equally salient that Trump is fundamentally an absolutely whopping bitch whose deepest personal desire and abiding life’s passion has always been showing off in weird ways and pursuing vinegary personal feuds.

A perfect encapsulation of this con man.

Alex Shepherd, writing for the New Republic, calls this whole ordeal a phenomenal “self own.”

The sober, reasonable, and correct take about the allegations contained in the 49-page indictment unsealed by the Department of Justice on Friday is that Donald Trump’s handling of classified documents was stunningly reckless and brazenly criminal. Unlike the case he is facing in New York relating to hush-money payments sent out during the 2016 campaign, this is not especially complicated, legally speaking: Trump knew he had classified material, and he refused to hand it over; not only that, he repeatedly showed it to people without proper clearances and had it stored in places that could charitably be described as “unsecured”—his bedroom, a shower, the Mar-a-Lago ballroom. 

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All of that is correct. But there’s something else that stands out to me about the indictment: It’s really funny. Much of that is in the document’s details, which contain several instances of Trump walking around Mar-a-Lago bragging about all of the classified documents he has stashed around his club or showing said documents to people while also telling them he shouldn’t be doing it. You may never see so many flagrant and stupid violations of the Stringer Bell rule in one place. At one point, Trump literally tells a member of his political action committee not to stand so close to a document he is showing them because they’re not supposed to see it, as if standing, say, six feet away from a document instead of two feet makes any kind of difference at all. There are dozens of anecdotes like this in the indictment.

I knew Trump was stupid, just not this stupid.

David Axlerod, writing for The Atlantic, asks the question whether or not Trump supporters will care about any of this.

Trump has survived until now because, to many of his supporters, his flamboyant defiance and the trail of controversies and allegations that follow him are less a cause for concern than an emblem of authenticity. The scorn of elites and myriad investigations to which he has been subjected are, for his faithful, merely certifications of his potency and independence, a reflection of the threat he poses to a corrupt order.

Maybe in the coming months, the sizable bricks that are piling up will prove too much for Trump to bear. Eventually, during or after this campaign, he presumably will have to reckon with truth and facts and 12 voters in a jury box, in settings in which he won’t get to make or flout the rules. Trump’s appeal to a Republican base that feels culturally besieged is rooted in his indomitability. If that aura crumbles, his appeal might, too.

I doubt the diehards will ever leave.