The Trumpster has near zero legal knowledge and makes up ‘facts’ on a regular basis. Which works, because his base are no smarter. The witnesses don’t have to be revealed prior to the trial and in this case, with the amount of intimidation and tampering (the history of’catch and kill’ stories for one) is probably best.
The defense does have the right to cross examine and (snicker, as if) tell the whole truth.
Luanne could major in accounting and minor in circus arts. Juggling the books, alternatively called cooking the books, is a big thing with dodgy corrupt businessmen.
I only started reading the current Dick Tracy in the last few months. Do they still have the flying garbage cans? Maybe not, I don’t see the 2way wrist radios.
In spite of Miss Mcswine’s ambience, she’s the hottest single woman in Dogpatch. I think of Barnsmell from one of the storylines in the four volumes I have of L’il Abner The Frazetta Years.
BO Plenty, that’s a name I haven’t heard for ages. My mother used to use that as a tease/insult. Then there’s the L’il Abner character, similar vein, Big Barnsmell.
Tomorrow, the part of Al Fusco will be played by himself, Les(s) Manley.