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Trump Wants His Two Impeachments Erased From History - Will He Succeed?
The Wall Street Journal reports Trump is pushing Congress to expunge both of his first-term impeachments. There’s just one problem. The Constitution has no button for that. You can’t un-impeach a president. He was impeached in twenty twenty for the Ukraine shakedown and again in twenty twenty-one for inciting the attack on the Capitol. Both times the Senate let him walk. Now he wants the record wiped clean. “It should be done because I did nothing wrong,” he says. Speaker Mike Johnson is happy to play along, calling them sham impeachments. And here’s the kicker. They won’t even try it until after the midterms, the same midterms Republicans are expected to lose. This isn’t justice. It’s a grown man trying to erase his own history book. History doesn’t have a delete key, Mister President.
Is Trump About to Federalize Your Vote?
California held its primary, and the count ran slow, the way it always does in a state with twenty-three million voters. So Trump screamed fraud with zero evidence. Then his Justice Department moved. A Trump-appointed prosecutor opened multiple election fraud investigations and sent agents into the vote-counting center. The administration dispatched federal monitors to five California counties. State Attorney General Rob Bonta says there’s no basis for any of it. He calls it a “tee-up for something more dangerous.” Read that again. They lose an election, they don’t accept it, they send in the feds. That’s not law enforcement. That’s a dress rehearsal for stealing the House. And California is just the testing ground.
Will the Post Office Kill Your Mail Ballot?
Here’s the next move, and it’s aimed straight at the states that vote by mail. Oregon, Washington, Colorado and the rest. The Postal Service just proposed a rule. Hand over a complete list of every mail voter, with a barcode for each one, or the Post Office won’t deliver your ballots. It comes straight out of Trump’s March executive order. Twenty-three Democratic states and the District of Columbia are already suing. Senator Alex Padilla warns that “tens of millions of eligible voters could be prevented from voting.” Think about what they’re really asking. Surrender your voters’ private data to the federal government, or watch your ballots vanish. That’s not security. That’s a hostage note with a stamp on it.
Why Did Trump’s Inner Circle Hide in the War Room to Discuss Nipples?
The Situation Room sits in a bunker under the White House. It’s where presidents watched the bin Laden raid. It’s where wars get waged and hostages come home. And on July seventeenth, twenty twenty-five, Donald Trump’s closest advisors filed into that room without him. Not to stop a war. Not to save a hostage. They were there to manage a sex-abuse scandal. A new book by Maggie Haberman and Jonathan Swan reports they debated whether to release an allegation from the Ghislaine Maxwell files claiming Trump injured a young woman’s nipples until they looked, in the filing’s words, “incredibly painful.” JD Vance wanted it public. Susie Wiles killed it because Trump wouldn’t like it. One official called the meeting surreal. They weren’t protecting America. They were protecting one man from one dead predator’s paper trail. That’s the whole rotten story.
Who Carved Eighty-Six Forty-Seven Into the National Mall? Was it Aliens?
And finally, call out the National Guard, alert the Pentagon, somebody warn Mulder and Scully. Giant numbers appeared in the grass on the National Mall this week. Eight, six, four, seven. Park Police rushed out, got down on their knees, and “grass samples have been collected for testing.” No crop circle ever got this much federal muscle. The White House calls it deranged political violence. But here’s the secret code that broke their brains. Eighty-six is diner slang for toss it out. Forty-seven is Trump, the forty-seventh president. So a little lawn graffiti now counts as a threat to the Republic, while a judge already ruled those numbers are free speech. Aliens visit Earth and leave us patterns in the wheat. Americans visit the Mall and leave Trump a dinner order.
And that’s the way it is, Today Friday, June 12th, 2026. I’m Thom Hartmann.
