It's Monday, December 2nd, 2024 from Peach

Productions. It's the gist I'm Mike Pesca.

Dayline, Washington, D.C., last week, President Biden,

with an announcement of compassion and commutation.

In the last four years, I've been the honor to continue that tradition

by pardon, peanut butter and jelly, chocolate

and chip, Liberty and Bell.

And today, Peach and Blossom.

And on Sunday, Hunter and El Chapo.

Okay, just Hunter.

See what I tried to do there?

Like with Trump, you throw a gates in, you get a hegg, Seth.

I'm learning. Almost done with the job, but still learning, folks. I mean it. Learning. We're all

learning. We're all learning of the president's love of a son, a ne'er-do, dissolute,

wastral son. All overwhelm a promise a president may make to his own sons and daughters

the American people. It's a very tortured analogy and the actual son is much closer to Joe's heart.

But so it goes with pardons, the last vestige of the divine right of kings still found in our

Constitution. Now, you know what Trump is

going to do, right? You know, he will just use this as an excuse. Like, he'll say, if you pardon Hunter,

I can pardon Jared Kushner's father and then appoint him ambassador to France. Oh, wait, that

actually all happened before Hunter's pardon. So I think maybe Trump doesn't

need permission to do these things. He's less an ask for permission before type than an ask for

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