Greg Dworkin delivers today's Weekend Chaos Roundup.™ Now with 50% more Jeffrey Epstein! Although both Pam Bondi and Peter Navarro insisted $50,000 worth of DJIA was the bigger story. Oh, by the way, why fifty-thousand dollars?

Trump spent the weekend decomposing, inexplicably playing the slug to Liz Truss' lettuce. Here in America, it was just a big weekend for slugs of all kinds.

As always, it's time to check in with the pollsters and pundits, through the eyes of an academic, just to see how each of them are getting it wrong. But while we're on the subject, we might as well note that America's notorious White People are starting to get things right.

Jim Acosta is back, and he's noticed that voters are pissed off (possibly about paywalls), and he thinks it's their year. So much so, that it might not be just politicians paying the price. Voters may have their eye on exacting a pound or two of flesh from Corporate America, too (as Josh Marshall suggests they really must). But first, they'll either have to prod the Senate to reject, or find some other way around the latest Gop scheme for rigging who can vote, if not the vote itself.

A new contender for Craziest F-ing Thing Ever has emerged: Trump is pretty sure that the My Pillow Guy has found the Indiana Jones/Benjamin Franklin Gates of the U.S. Constimatooshin. He's a retired hotel manager from Hallendale Beach, who spent six whole days in the Fort Lauderdale library, uncovering the secret, invisible message left for him by The Framers in a microfilm copy of our founding document. And unbelievably, it says Your Favorite President can do whatever he wants!