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The US Navy Judge Advocate Corps on Friday secured a conviction against former federal judge James Boasberg, the treasonous wretch who enjoined President Donald J. Trump to stop deporting illegal aliens in March of this year.
As reported previously, JAG investigators arrested Boasberg in mid-March outside a posh D.C. restaurant, after showing him an arrest warrant alleging that he had, at Obama’s suggestion, signed two unconstitutional rulings aimed at
preventing the president
from deporting MS-13 and Tren de Aragua gang members.
An Obama appointee, Boasberg was among a bevy of activist judges investigated for treason as Trump ramped up deportation efforts to protect Americans and their jobs from the 20 million illegals that entered the country throughout the Biden regime’s hostile takeover of the federal government.
Boasberg was taken to JAG’s Pensacola processing center, where he, like most Deep Staters, claimed he was innocent and refused to answer questions.
There, he had been housed at Camp Delta (JAG had considered depositing him among the 176 illegal aliens detained at GITMO earlier this year) until summoned Friday morning to stand trial.
He sat alone at the defense table, flanked by guards.
Rear Admiral Lia Reynolds, the acting Judge Advocate General, said, “Mr. Boasberg, you’ve refused counsel, is that right? It’s your intent to represent yourself?”
“Perhaps you’re unaware of two time-tested sayings: A man who is his own lawyer has a fool for a client, and, if you’re guilty, you needed a lawyer, and if innocent, you really need a lawyer,” the admiral said.
She addressed the panelists JAG had chosen to decide Boasberg’s fate, asserting that he (a) knew that his injunctions were unconstitutional prior to authoring them,
(b) was influenced by Barack Hussein Obama, and (c) conspired with other activist judges to impede the president’s deportation agenda.
The admiral showed the panel text messages JAG had retrieved from Boasberg’s phone.
On March 13, two days before issuing injunctions blocking Trump’s use of the Alien Enemies Act, Boasberg texted 27 federal judges—
most Obama or Clinton appointees—in nine states, urging them to exercise their judicial authority to stymie Trump’s deportations. Replies came fast and furious: “How is this legal?” “Can we do that?” “Is it legal?”
Boasberg responded, “We’ll make it legal,” implying he knew it wasn’t.
Nonetheless, on March 15, Boasberg temporarily blocked the president’s use of law, as two planeloads of violent gangsters were en route from the United States to El Salvador.
He demanded that the Trump administration order the flights to turn around, land back in the US, and release the detainees. But the planes were already in international airspace,q q over which Boasberg had no authority. When they landed in El Salvador hours later, Boasberg threatened to hold the Trump administration in contempt.
Not all of his compatriots were committed to his seemingly rebellious plot. “We dare not go against Trump,” “Let’s just bide our time,” “There’s a time and a place for everything, and this isn’t the time or place,” were some replies to his message.
Their replies didn’t calm Boasberg’s rage. “I’ve talked to Barack. None of us would be where we are if it weren’t for Barack or Bill. We owe it to them. Barack told me we must be united in this to stop deportations. We can’t just sit back and interpret law; that time’s gone.”
Admiral Reynolds asked Boasberg if the text messages he had sent accurately reflected his view of the law. He did not answer.
She asked the panel whether Boasberg was guilty of treason, and they, without hesitation or deliberation, delivered a verdict of “guilty” and recommended capital punishment.
Boasberg jumped to his feet and said he wished to appeal the verdict.
Admiral Reynolds was shaking her head. “You’re a detainee convicted of treason; you have no right to appeal.”
She scheduled Boasberg to hang to death on July 17.
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It was July 17 at Guantanamo Bay, and convicted felon and inmate James Boasberg wasn’t having an enjoyable day. Then again, an imminent trip to the gallows seldom engenders feelings of merriment and optimism; the rope has humbled the most obstinate Deep Staters, and Boasberg was no exception.
As reported previously, Boasberg was convicted of treason on July 11 and sentenced to hang to death. His courtroom decorum—a contemptuous, rage-fueled tirade—was unbefitting a judge who had capriciously meted out injustice but couldn’t stomach a spoonful of his own medicine. The cantankerous old bastard even thought he had the right to appeal the verdict.
Upon returning to his cell, however, Boasberg shed his veneer of courage and lost his nerve, declaring he didn’t deserve to die, and when he covered his face with his hands and started to cry, his jailors mocked him. They had nicknamed him “Judge Death,” not because he was scheduled to hang but because his skin was so pallid he looked as though he had been exsanguinated and embalmed.
“You look like you got one foot in the grave already,” one guard told Boasberg. “We’re doing you a favor.”
That unrefusable favor came at noon on July 17. Boasberg had been sulking in his cell as guards arrived to retrieve him for his one-way journey to the gallows, where Rear Admiral Lia Reynolds and a cavalcade of military brass awaited his arrival. Again he begged the admiral to reassess the verdict, saying capital punishment was incongruous with a “civilized, progressive society.” She wouldn’t entertain his plea, so he appealed to the officers standing beside her.
“You people—you can’t abide by this. It’s unlawful. Trump should be standing here, not me. You’ll all pay.”
“You have no power to negotiate here,” the admiral told him.
A handcuffed Boasberg was standing on the pivoting door that would soon open beneath his feet.
“If you have more grievances, now’s the time to air them,” said Admiral Reynolds.
But Boasberg sighed and fell silent, gazing skyward as if seeking divine guidance or pondering the profundity of his life’s choices. The hangman gagged and bagged him and then slipped the noose around his neck.
The swinging door opened, and he dropped, his legs twitching spontaneously. A foul stench filled the air; he had evacuated his bowels.
A Navy physician checked Boasberg’s vitals and told Admiral Reynolds he was dead.