You're Fired, Mr. Chief Justice!
By Eric Segall The scene is the Oval Office. The date is January 21, 2017. President Trump is swinging a golf club when his intercom goes off. A soft female voice says: “The Chief Justice is here to see you Mr. President, Sir.” Trump responds, “Okay, let him sweat for a few minutes.” Trump continues to swing the club and on his fourth effort takes a chunk out of the wall. He shakes his head and goes back to the intercom. “Sarah, make an appointment with my golf pro for 2:00, and send the Chief in.” Roberts walks in, looks around the room, sees the dented wall. Trump returns to his desk and with great indifference says, “Good morning, Chief, sit down. How are you?” Roberts sits in a very small chair in front of the huge desk. “Fine, Mr. President .” “Good, you're fired. I am displeased with your work as Chief Justice. You have no managerial skills or experience. I wouldn't hire you to clean a courthouse in Poughkeepsie!" Roberts pauses