By R. Cort Kirkwood
Remember The FBI Story, that old movie with Jimmy Stewart? Stewart’s Chip Hardesty was the ideal, middle-American FBI agent.
American boys wanted to be like Chip Hardesty. They wanted to help him catch Soviet agents like Rudolf Abel.
Of course, the film idealizes the agency. I get that. And let’s forget about J. Edgar Hoover’s, real and imagined.
Even if it were disposed to do so, Hollywood couldn’t make a movie like that anymore. I missed this story published in July about the supposed plot to kidnap Michigan Gov. Gretchen Whitmer.
The FBI fired this dirtbag because he faces trial in connection with beating the tar out of his wife after a swingers’ party.
The firing of Special Agent Richard Trask earlier this week comes amid questions about agent misconduct and whether as many as 12 informants were driving the alleged conspiracy.
Richard Trask was fired, according to a source familiar with his case, while awaiting trial on a charge of assault with intent to do great bodily harm and allegations he smashed his wife’s head against a nightstand and choked her after a dispute stemming from their attendance at a swingers’ party in July. Trask also was moonlighting as a personal trainer and it was unclear if his superiors at the FBI were aware or had approved the job.
Detroit News
Bonus: He called President Trump a douchebag and “piece of s—.”
Of course, he had to go. But who hired and promoted this deranged, out-of-control clown?
Chip Hardesty, where are you?
