He’ll get a pass.
Of course he will, he’s a raving, drooling, left-wing, over stuffed, balloon full of excrement.
Still, I’d be quite happy to sit on that jury, Riggio would have nothing to worry about...
The Rev. needs several successive hot oil enemas from an orderly who has hands the size of cabbages.
Maybe that would clear his brain. Obviously his head is in close proximity to his AH.