From Victor To Vanquished: Big Tish Mortgage Fraud Fallout

After spending years behaving like a frenzied lunatic possessed by a Demon, obsessing, leveraging, pledging, and building her political identity, career, and life around getting President Trump, manufacturing bogus claims that he purportedly inflated the value of his property in order to secure more favorable loan terms, irrespective of the "DISCLAIMER" attached to all his relevant financial and/or property statements or documentation, and despite the fact that the bank in question not only testified on his behalf, but also refuted her said bogus claims, particularly in light of the aforementioned disclaimer, New York Attorney General Letitia James —(affectionately known to many as Peekaboo James, Big Tish, or by any other pseudonym, epithet, standard, definition, or description, as an incompetent and unethical prosecutor and career politician)— ironically enough now finds herself standing credibly accused and the target of a Federal criminal fraud investigation for, among other things—get this— deliberately misrepresenting property details and personal biographical information, no less, wthout any disclaimers attached, in order to secure more favorable loans and/or mortgage terms. 

In a sort of paradoxical twist, Ms. Peekaboo James, who, in all her maniacal Marxist methodology, vulgarity, and righteousness, as an amoral opportunist and as fate would have it, as a bungling instrument of the Progressive hierarchy, thought that she had outwitted President Trump, that she had him dead to rights and right where she wanted him, weakened, demoralized, and in hiding, is now reaping what she has sown and I, for one, couldn’t be happier for her because there is nobody more deserving of an indictment, an orange tailored jumpsuit, and silver bracelets than she is. 

If you recall, as I am sure many of you all do, it was a little over a year ago when Big Tish, so impudently cocksure of herself, spent the opening week of her “Get Trump” James-Town Witch-Trials sitting across the room from President Trump, gaping at him like a “Woke” insomniac on crack with only two more sleeps till Christmas. 

Of course, not altogether surprising; she is a member of the "Jack-Ass Party," after all, and therefore not exceptionally high on the good intentions, or for that matter, intellectual totem pole because if that, for lack of a better word or words, certifiably nutty, or more politely or professionally put, non-compos mentis staring stunt were intended to illicit fear, or denote some sort of intimidation tactic, or possibly symbolize or showcase her glass-ceiling womanly powers, well, Big Tish failed miserably. 

Adding to that fun-sized sideshow of insanity, there was also Peekaboo’s daily dragon-breathing rant. A vitriolic theatrical performance on the steps of the Manhattan Courthouse, where she attempted to play the victim, the martyr, and Superwoman all rolled into one giant oversized roly-poly lump of lard, fighting injustice, as she, in between her prolonged drawn-out nasal-flaring gusts, attempted to sound all-knowing, noble, righteous, and beyond reproach. 

However, given her surreptitious manipulation of the law in conjunction with her spurious jockeyed up fallacies leveled against President Trump, to say nothing of her wanton disregard for the Constitutional Rights of the defendant, Donald J. Trump, Ms. James was anything but a victim, a martyr, or Superwoman—particularly, of course, when juxtaposed her grave antipathy, irrational animus, and unrelenting, venomous inflammatory hate-filled TDS rants and ravings directed at Trump over the last several years. 

Needless to say, as most are astutely aware, Big Tish not only unabashedly campaigned on but passively gloated about weaponizing our Judicial system against President Trump without reservation whilst, no less, concurrently pontificating on high with her “Nobody is Above the Law... except ME” creed girded to her rather large button busting bosom, as she incessantly squealed and grunted into her bully bullhorn from her bully pulpit that she was going to “Get Trump’s Ass!!!”—Classless just slipped right off the tip of my tongue.

Ms. Letitia James once said, actually no, twice, three times, four times, five times, if not a hundred thousand times: "I'm running for Attorney General because I will never be afraid to challenge this illegitimate President when our fundamental rights are at stake.” 

Clearly, Big Tish thought that her political crusade, ostensibly and objectively, a State sanctioned political coup d'état that, grounded in her subjective Marxist manipulation and misinterpretation of our laws in her James-Town Witch-Trials against President Trump, would not only go unchallenged but also be enough to end Trump, to lock him up in the DC Gulags for life without the possibility of parole. 

However, like every other Deep State Establishment politician, prosecutor, and Activist Judge who has come and gone before her over the last nine years, Ms. James thought wrong. 

You see, not only did President Trump prevail, as truth, justice, and all things good and right inevitably always do in the end, but he, as a bona fide American “Patriot,” is still standing, confident, in control, and exuding a sort of fearsome determined strength that only a true survivor and “Freedom Fighter” could emanate after falling victim to malicious and selective prosecutions. Of course, whilst she, Big Tish, a spectacular example of the pervasive political Progressive rot that has infested our Nation’s institutions, like a malignant tumor seeking to ravage our Constitutional Republic from the inside out, now finds herself over a barrel and about to suffer the penalties of her own malice, misdeeds, and corruption.

You see, unlike Trump, in Big Tishy Tushies' case, there is NO ambiguity, there were NO disclaimers attached to her two decades of fudged documents, there are victims, taxpayers were exploited, and the banks lost money… 

So, I would say, as they say, “People in glass houses should never throw stones." I would also assert that for bitter, angry career politicians and prosecutors, like Ms. James, who clearly embarked on a selective, vicious and vindictive prosecutorial campaign on behalf of her Black Deity, Barack Obama against his and hence her nemises, President Trump —(a campaign that was obviously waged and consumated out of pure partisan political spite, stemming from a sort of schizophrenic hatred—or, in some cases, an inherently insidious nature—that was borne out of an irrational, always perfidious, and broadly incurable brain eating disease, universally known to most as TDS or Trump Derangement Syndrome, rather than based on actual indisputable facts and/or unmanipulated or untampered inculpatory evidence which clearly it was not)— this adage, if ignored, could be particularly devastating. In fact, career-ending, resulting in disbarment and jail time. However, of course, that is if the allegations are proven true, which, unfortunately for Peekaboo, they certainly look to be.

I suppose it’s okay to be hateful and think ill of others. It is, after all, Ms. James' Constitutional and God-given, or moreover, in her case, Devil-given Right to be an absolute asshole and a complete and utter horrible human being if she so chooses. That said, aside from being not especially nice, it must, however, be pointed out that in a professional capacity, it is unquestionably not okay. 

And why?

Well, it is not a particularly reassuring sign of good moral character, most especially and notably for an Officer of the Court who is supposed to remain objective and impartial at all times, no matter how hateful, vindictive, or otherwise Ms. James’ personal and political biases and beliefs may be and are toward President Trump.

As an Officer of the Court, James’ feelings must, at all times, be checked and left at the door before entering a Courtroom.

And why? 

Well, because the law not only demands it but it also requires it as an absolute condition of Ms. James’ job, particularly owing to the fact that the United States Constitution was written to protect and defend Americans, especially defendants, from her employer, the Government, and the institution and employees thereof for which she serves and answers to.

However, it appears that separating the personal from the professional is not a particularly easy and affable or pleasant task for Peekaboo to master for whatever ideological, political, or innately satanic reason or reasons she may harbor, no matter how unethical and unprofessional, not to mention, likely unlawful, taunting defendants on social media is. 

For example:

On February 14th, 2024, Valentine’s Day, Letitia James Tweeted: “Roses are red. Violets are blue. No one is above the law. Even when you think the rules don’t apply to you…” Of course, this was sarcastically directed at President Trump. 

In another post—in what was an especially hypocritical Tweet, particularly in light of the fraud charges Ms. James is currently facing—she opined: “When powerful people cheat to get better loans, it comes at the expense of hardworking people. Every day, Americans cannot lie to a bank to get a mortgage, and if they did, our government would throw the book at them…”

Ironically enough, going on to Tweet what I am sure most would agree are words that have not only come around to bite her sizable derrière but that are also presently haunting her every waking and sleeping moment.

“There simply cannot be different rules for different people…” 

And so, in the interest of all that is just, right, fair, and good, particularly in light of the standards set by Ms. James herself, it seems only fitting that Peekaboo face the same level of legal scrutiny that she subjected President Trump to… wouldn’t you agree?

So, without further ado, that brings us to the Director of the Federal Housing Finance Agency (FHFA), William Pulte, who, in the legal spirit of Ms. James' own words, sent a damning letter to Attorney General Pam Bondi and Deputy AG Todd Blanche referring Ms. James for prosecution over documentary evidence that he had obtained illustrating that she had “falsified records” in order to secure, among other things, not only bank and/or home loans and mortgages but also better interest rates and other benefits on said bank and/or home loans and/or mortgages for:

1)— A property in Norfolk, Virginia that in 2023, just weeks prior to launching her malicious James-Town Witch-Trial against President Trump, Peekaboo claimed was her primary or principal residence, which, according to Director Pulte is a violation of Federal Law in that Ms. James as the sitting Attorney General of the State of New York “is required by law to have her primary residence in the state of New York — even though her mortgage applications list her intent to have the Virginia property as her primary home…”

Furthermore, Director Pulte stated in the letter that:

2)— “It appears Ms. James’ property and mortgage-related misrepresentations may have continued to her recent 2023 Norfolk, VA property purchase in order to secure a lower interest rate and more favorable loan terms…” 

3)— Obviously, of course, as a matter of personal intent and as a consequence of Federal Law, if Big Tish never truly intended on making her Norfolk, Virginia property her primary residence despite signing a document explicitly stating that it was, in fact, her intention, the declaration would then constitute a deliberate and illegal misrepresentation under Federal Fraud Statutes. 

Needless to say, for obvious reasons, this is particularly problematic for Peekaboo given that she has, while preaching atop her moral high ground that, as I mentioned above, “Every day Americans cannot lie to a bank to get a mortgage, and if they did, our government would throw the book at them…” has prosecuted others for similar misrepresentations in property matters.

And it doesn’t end there, Director Pulte wrote:

4)— Ms. James has “consistently misrepresented” a five-family unit that she purchased in 2021 in Brooklyn as only having four units in both building permit applications and numerous mortgage documents and applications.” 

You see, under "NYC building code classifications," Ms. James’ property should have been classified as C2, which applies to buildings with 5+ units, while her filings incorrectly listed it as C3, which applies to 3-4 unit buildings, each with different regulatory requirements. 

As such, not only did Ms. Letitia James deliberately violate "NYC Administrative Code §28-211.1," but due to her misrepresentation, she was then able to: 

5)— Unlawfully receive a Federal HAMP mortgage modification with added benefits, including a lower interest rate that she wasn’t eligible for, as the program, specifically meant for struggling homeowners and not multimillionaire Democrat, State Attorneys General —(rather a federal initiative under the Troubled Asset Relief Program (TARP), designed to assist homeowners at risk of foreclosure)—explicitly limited eligibility to properties with no more than four units…

Of course, it came as no surprise that Ms. James and her taxpayer-funded high-profile attorney, Abbe Lowell, claimed that it was a “mistake.” You know, a typographical error; however, that explanation, excuse, or, in my opinion, LIE doesn’t hold water and explain why the same “mistake” not only consistently and repeatedly appears across multiple documents over a period of almost two decades but it also fails to account for the handwritten mortgage modifications that appear designed to create deliberate ambiguity and nor does it explain why enforcement standards that apply to ordinary New Yorkers weren’t applied to Ms. James… but I digress.

Continuing on, Director Pulte wrote in his letter to AG Pam Bondi that: 

6)— Ms. James “appears to have falsified records in order to meet certain lending requirements and receive favorable loan terms…” going on to say that “U.S. Federal Housing FHFA believes this and other alleged misconduct could be violations of the criminal code under 18 U.S.C. § 1343 (wire fraud), 18 U.S.C. § 1341 (mail fraud), 18 U.S.C. § 1344 (bank fraud), 18 U.S.C. § 1014 (false statements to a financial institution), and/or other relevant state and federal laws.”

7)— What’s more, Director Pulte also attached several documents revealing that “in 1983, Ms. James and her father signed mortgage documents that stated that they were husband and wife in order to secure a home mortgage.” Stating that on May 4, 2000, Ms. James was listed again as "husband and wife" in documents.” 

Director Pulte went on to say that, “While this was a long time ago, it raises serious concerns about the validity of Ms. James' representations on mortgage applications.”

On Thursday, April 24th, in a rather pathetic and ineffectual response to AG Pam Bondi‘s charges against Tish James, Abbe Lowell —(Peekaboo’s high-profile attorney who recently served as legal counsel to Hunter Biden in his federal weapons case and who has also handled cases for prominent Democrats and their family members who have found themselves up shit Creek without a paddle, such as Gold Bar Bob Menendez)— attempted to belie and knock the bottom out of the allegations against Ms. James, claiming that the so-called criminal referral recycles long disproven allegations that are based on Media reports that lack any “credible foundation.” Arguing that the accusations are nothing but “retribution” from President Trump against Ms. James. 

However, be that as it may or may not be, Big Tish is likely still flipping out and doing cartwheels in her head right about now because whether or not this is retribution—I call it justice under our 14th Amendment’s “Equal Protection Under the Law” Clause—it does not change the fact that Big Tish clearly fudged documents, as evidenced by, hello, the actual fudged documents themselves. 

Furthermore, and as much as I hate, or actually love to sound like Captain Obvious in this particular instance, it must be noted that nothing says innocent—NOT—like doing the media rounds on friendly “ONLY” networks whilst refusing to actually answer any questions regarding the aforementioned allegations that she claimed were baseless and false as she, no less, simultaneously hired bigwig high-profile Criminal Defense Attorney Abbe Lowell at almost $1000 per billable hour in a desperate do-or-die, last-ditch, hail-mary play to spin away what most certainly appears to be for all criminal intent and corrupt purposes, serious allegations of fraud tied to her real estate dealings in another twisted episode of fate loves irony. 

The only thing that could possibly make this more gloriously satisfying in my eyes is to see President Trump sitting across from Big Tish, in the same Manhattan Courtroom, watching on as she is prosecuted for crimes she, unlike President Trump, actually committed. 

Linda Genzel Editor @WECU News

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