If Pam Bondi was Smart....

.... which she's not-

You know what? Let's start again.

In Modern American Politics, at least, it's often the cover up, and not the crime itself, that lands you in hot water. From Watergate to the Lewinsky Scandal, your political fortunes aren't necessarily tied to crimes, but the fact of knowingly deceiving the public, and then leaving a paper trail of the cover up. That often seems to be line for your penalty. Which circles us back to Pam Bondi.

In July, she claimed Epstein didn't have a Little Black Book. She was using semantics. She meant there was no little black book like Fonzi had in Happy Days. But it's been well documented, even here at Beacon of Speech, that Epstein had an address book, with many very rich and powerful Americans in it.

Somewhere, between the time Pam Bondi exclaimed "the Epstein Files are on my desk" and the

farce of the Department of Justice's release earlier this week, something happened:

1. If Pam Bondi, of her own volition, redacted those thousands of pages just because she loves Donald Trump, she's getting fined, impeached, and possibly removed from office.

2. If Pam Bondi redacted those names based on a direct VERBAL order from Donald Trump, she has to decide how much she likes her boss. Is she willing to take a proverbial bullet for him?

3. If Pam Bondi redacted those names based on an EMAIL from Donald Trump, he is getting impeached, his presidency is over. He cannot survive the firestorm that will be coming. Like at the end of "A Few Good Men," when Jack Nicholson's character didn't realize the trouble that he was in, Donald Trump does't realize the shaky legal ground he is standing on right now.

Can you imagine Donald Trump being interviewed by NBC's Kristen Welker and she leans over, close to Trump, and pulls a Tom Cruise? "President Trump, as the elected leader of the free world, did you order the redaction of the Epstein files?"

Then he kind of stammers and blurts out, "I only dictated to Ms. Bondi to black out the lies that she came across."

BOOM - Presidency over in prime time.

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My day job is at the local school district.

Is it a great job?

Let's just say it's a job.

But the longer I stay there, the more I have to play CYA (Cover Your Ass). The district doesn't have enough support staff, but there's a lot of competition for Administrative Jobs. What do I mean by that? We don't have enough bus drives to fill the routes we have, but when our Superintendent left, we had 18 applications to fill his position.

Whenever someone questions me as to how I do my specific job, I give them the standard bureaucratic answer "it's district policy." Now district policy is purposely vague, it reads something like "do what is in the best interest of the student within district guidelines."

With that being said, I often create emails and send them to myself. Why do that? I just created a paper trail with a time stamp that's managed by the district. The emails often review the decision-making processes the team of managers go through.

Now listen, I'm not a spy in World War II, there is nothing duplicitous going on, but since I became hearing impaired, there has been a little more cloak and dagger bull crap that I have to deal with. I am not taking the fall for any bad decisions from anyone above me.

Our Administrative Team is loaded with coaches, so it is beaten into my head that we are a TEAM. My attitude has always been "if we win as a team, then we lose as a team."

Which, again, circles us back to the title.

Was Bondi part of the team? Or was she the Scapegoat.