Herr Drumpf is getting his referee to shuffle through the documents (presumably to separate the tax-evasion papers from the military secrets).
To lighten up the thread a bit, here is Michael Cohen's observation from his 2020 book Disloyal :
" Checking into the Vegas Trump Tower, I was summoned up to his suite to discuss the day’s events. Trump was in his underwear, white Hanes briefs, and a white short–sleeved undershirt, watching cable news on television. He barely seemed to register that it was unusual for a grown man to be in a state of undress in front of an employee, but there it was.
On this occasion, Trump was fresh from the shower and hadn’t done his hair yet, as it was still air–drying. When his hair wasn’t done, his strands of dyed–golden hair reached below his shoulders along the right side of his head and on the back, like a balding Allman Brother or strung out old ‘60s hippie.
I called his plane Hair Force One for good reason. Trump doesn’t have a simple comb–over, as it would appear. The operation was much more involved than a simple throw–over of what was left of his hair: the 3–step procedure required a flop up of the hair from the back of the head, followed by the flip of the resulting over–hang on his face back on his pate, and then the flap of his combover on the right side, providing 3 layers of thinly disguised balding–male insecurity. The concoction was held in place by a fog of TREsemme TRES Two, not a high–end salon product. Flip, flop, flap, and there was the most famous combover in the world.
The real reason for the extravagant and obvious overcompensation for his baldness was vanity, and the desire to appear younger and more vigorous than he was. But there was another unknown reason: he was hiding unsightly scars from a failed hair-implant operation in the 1980s."
– referring to preparation for the 2103 Miss Universe announcement
