


A chronicle week, drawn in full-width rows. Morning finds him on his feet at the desk, roaring that he was framed by the FBI and the DOJ and that it continues — the boxes, Atlanta, Manhattan, New York, one map of enemies. Midweek the Capitol haggles over the nation's credit and he sends down orders from the long table: no deal without everything, kitchen sink included. And Sunday night the old grievance circles back in lamplight — a million dollars offered to frame him — while the palace's own staff are summoned before the documents grand jury, one by one.
Readers' Corner
Letters from the readership on Week 414. Pick a pen name — no account needed.
Opening the mailbag…