Supreme Court Tosses Trump DC Hotel Records Case

The U.S. Supreme Court has tossed a closely-watched case on whether Democratic lawmakers can legally sue to obtain documents related to former President Donald Trump’s former Washington, D.C., hotel.

“After the high court last month agreed to hear the Biden Justice Department’s appeal in the case, Democrats dismissed the dispute in a lower court.

Both sides then wrote to the justices agreeing that the Supreme Court should toss it as moot. In a brief, unsigned order Monday, the justices vacated the lower ruling and sent it back with instructions to dismiss the case.

Justice Ketanji Brown Jackson dissented from the order, saying she would’ve instead used a different procedural mechanism to toss the case,” The Hill reported.

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