My imagination works hard. But even I struggle to see a real-life scenario where I would be the defendant in a historic criminal trial.
But should such a situation ever arise, I'd like to believe I have enough loved ones in my life to come to court with me at least once. You know, to pass tissues. Give me snacks. Tie my hair back while I vomit from the stress. For two weeks, Donald Trump did not appear to have my imagined critical support.
Today that changed: Eric Trump became the first family member to show up to Dad's hush-money trial. But if you think that a loved one's appearance would have some kind of noticeable effect on him, you thought wrong.
"It doesn’t look like it's perked Trump up," my colleague Russ Choma, who was in the courtroom today, told me. "He still looks extremely sullen/sleepy."
Sad, as he might say.
There might be endless ways to interpret Eric's appearance today. But hopes of maintaining Dad's attention definitely can't be one of them. In any event, I pressed Russ for some more color, and the result genuinely made me chuckle.
—Inae Oh
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