Read the New York Times on the train last nite. The Mueller Report and Barr's laconic summary seems insufficient testament for the howling mob. A rather comical scene since the truth of the matter is that the Special Counsel never issued a presidential grand jury subpoena; merely allowing a written submission, because boiled down to the brass tacks Mueller had nothing, no evidence leading in any particular direction whether collusion or obstructive; and, had his bluff been called he would have appeared the fool. The earlier Russian indictment laundry list prefaced what was to follow. Little more than window dressing. And in legal shirtfront poker the play was all too obvious. Mueller had zilch. Cohen's Manhattan allocate was all scripted. And after the patrol returned to base the search-and-destroy mission proved a busted flush overall excepting Manafort and Cohen who were trapped in their own web of folly. Now Mueller will have to appear before the Sanhedrin to testify to the hunt. Photos of the SC seem to strike a pensive countenance. A man whose conscience will whisper for years the erroneous foolishness.