Hold onto your robes, because the Supreme Court just waved its wand and turned the president into a magical unicorn—immune from practically everything.
Under the spotlights brighter than a supernova at a space disco, we find a collection of tales that make reality television look like amateur hour at the local community center.
As Donald Trump, paraded into Manhattan Criminal Court for a hush money trial, one could imagine Melania blowing out her candles wishing for a day less fraught with embarrassment.
It's like tuning into a game of pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey, except the donkey is the constitution, and no one's blindfolded—they're just pretending to be.