Monthly Archives: June 2016

A Prosecutor’s Sexual Frustration

To read Matt Adam’s IndyStar story is to court outrage.  A former student at the University of Indiana got away with not one, but two, rapes. Sure, he was convicted of battery in a plea deal, but he spent a grand total of one night in jail, but for two rapes?  Outrageous!

The Monroe County Prosecutor’s Office admitted it was frustrated after a former IU student charged in two rape cases ended up spending one day in jail.

John Enochs will serve one year of probation after pleading guilty to battery with moderate bodily injury as part of a plea agreement. Two rape charges against him were dismissed.

Adams then describes, at length, Enoch’s dastardly crimes. Continue reading

Stand And Deliver

The stars almost aligned for Philips Thompson. He was mere inches away from a really fascinating attack on the search and seizure of a package of crystal meth he brought to his local UPS store for shipment.  There are any number of ways to get drugs from here to there, but since the UPS guy was going that way anyway, why not?

Thompson wrapped it well and sent it under the name of “Sam Niel.” Maybe this was his twitter name. Maybe he just liked the name a lot. Maybe he used an alias to create plausible deniability that he was the sender. But the woman at the UPS store took it anyway, charged him for the pleasure, and reported it to the San Bernardino Sheriff’s Department.  She was, you see, a snitch, a paid confidential informant.

In May 2012, the UPS store owner signed a confidential agreement whereby she agreed to assist the sheriff’s department in the investigation of crimes. The sheriff’s office considered her to be a citizen informant. She agreed not to disclose her association with the sheriff’s department and to keep in “constant contact” with the sheriff’s department while participating in any investigation. Detective Hague told the UPS owner she might be compensated for her cooperation.

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Cross: Roy Black, The Lawyer You Hope To Be

June 29, 2016 (Fault Lines) — Ed. Note: Scott Greenfield and David Meyer-Lindenberg cross renowned Miami criminal defense lawyer Roy Black.

Q. You earned your bachelors degree in the radical Stone Age, 1967, at University of Miami. What was your major? Was law the plan for the future? Were you out to change the world, spread peace and love, or did you have more banal concerns at the time? What did 1967 Roy Black plan to do with the rest of his life?

A. I experienced (or suffered through) a diverse and bizarre education which directly impacted my choice to become a criminal lawyer. I started out in New York, New Jersey and then Connecticut at typical American public schools. Then my British step-father moved us to the top of the tallest mountain behind Kingston, Jamaica.  I went to an English prep school, grandly called Jamaica College, mainly designed for the rich kids who couldn’t make the grade at the upper class English schools like Eton and Rugby. It was a sobering experience both educationally and culturally.

I had a black math teacher who detested me because I was either American or white or both. He tortured me at the blackboard almost every day forcing me to perform the intricate arithmetic of English currency: pounds, shillings, guineas and pence (of which I was profoundly ignorant). While he never taught me any useful math skills, he inadvertently taught me the more valuable lessons of pain, humiliation and prejudice. From him I learned to hate prejudice, support the underdog and always question authority. This led to my mission in life — law school and criminal defense.

Q. You stuck around Miami for law school. When did you come to the realization that you wanted to practice criminal law? Were you always on the side of truth and justice, or did you ever consider being a prosecutor? Other than crim law, were there any other practice areas that interested you? Could you have ended up in a windowless office of Biglaw doing contract review? Even if the price was right? If things didn’t work out doing criminal defense, where would you have ended up?

A. I have never felt the need to be popular, so prosecution was out. I loved the concept of the lone wolf defender as the last resort against the brutal minions of government. Where else can you find that other than in an urban Public Defender office?

I loved the job from the first to the last minute. It was like working at an inner city trauma hospital – we saw everything from the best to the worst of humanity. I owe the office a large debt for providing the education to be a trial lawyer.

Q. Your first job out of law school was as a public defender, working under Phil Hubbart, from whom you took criminal evidence in law school. That was back in the early 70s, when the Burger Court still mattered and concern for the constitutional rights of the accused was about as good as it gets. Was public defense different then? More respected, more appreciated?  What about your first trial, almost always a great opportunity to come to grips with reality. How did your first jury trial go? Looking back, were you the lawyer you thought you were at the time? Any mistakes that make you cringe today?

A. When I became a public defender, the legal system was far different than today. Gideon had been decided only a few years before and the system was not ready to accept real defense for the permanent American underclass; the poor, the uneducated, the inconsequential. Our budget was a measly $125,000 and we were paid $8,500 a year.

Before Hubbart was elected, being a public defender was a part time job. They waived jury in almost every case and tried them on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The other days were spent in their private law offices. There were only ten of us, and we swore to work full time (this became seven days, 18 hours) and to give the clients a real defense, including demanding a jury in every case.

This caused the system to grind to a halt. The judges were outraged. Tee times were cancelled. They brought in judges from around the state to try every case in an attempt to break us. After two years of outright civil war, they capitulated and our clients grudgingly got some semblance of equal treatment.

A large part of our success was due to the Warren Court criminal law revolution. Our clients actually had rights we could enforce. We used these newly-minted rights to slow down the trains. Unfortunately, the Warren afterglow soon faded into the blasé Burger court and then to the Rehnquisator and Ronald Reagan, who tag-teamed our constitutional rights into the toilet.

Q. You started teaching criminal evidence at Miami as an adjunct, which you continue to do today. Have things changed? Are the old “Paper Chase” days gone? Is that a good thing? Students today suffer every insult from debt to joblessness to bar failure. Is it their fault? Are they now too soft, too entitled, to be tough enough for the law? Have you changed the way you teach in order to avoid any potential “offense”? Have you caught any flack for being insufficiently sensitive as a law professor?

A. I have taught the same course since 1973, albeit slowly morphing it from a traditional evidence course into more trial advocacy. I basically teach my idiosyncratic ideas about trial skills. I teach for two reasons. It has made me a much better trial lawyer. Each class, I confront the critiques of young and bright kids who think they know it all. I am invested in the principle that one doesn’t know a subject well until they can explain it simply to another.

The second is to find potential great trial lawyers. When I find one, I do everything to nurture them from finding trial work to the best post law school training. I have had a few over the forty plus years, and believe they impact the system of justice.

Q. Long before you hit the national consciousness with a vengeance in the William Kennedy Smith (whom you called “Will Smith” at trial) case, you were already one of the most respected criminal defense lawyers in Florida. What gave rise to your appreciation of detail, tactics and preparation? Were you just that rare lawyer who appreciated the virtue of hard work, or were you better at it than others? To what do you attribute the reputation you earned as “the Professor”?

A. My only real skill is cross-examination; when I was a PD, that was all we had. We learned trial skills as a matter of self-defense. I spent five years cross-examining lying cops, biased expert witnesses and outraged victims.

I am a believer that our failures are more instructive than our successes. When I cross examine I need to get something out of the witness to use in my final argument. It doesn’t always work out. In a tax case I cross examined the case agent for 5 1/2 days. It took so long because I never got anywhere with him.

Cross-examination is a zero sum game; either you or the witness wins. No law school course can teach that. No colorfully produced videos, no pontificating judges, not even entertaining lectures like Irving Younger’s Ten Commandments (and don’t even consider law review articles).

One learns these skills only by doing. Most lawyers suffer from a knowing/doing gap. They intellectually know how to do it; they just can’t put it into action. As a result, I teach both law students and lawyers through mock trials as the only way to learn through doing.

The five-year public defender battle with the judges inadvertently provided me with an invaluable asset. I estimate I tried 125 jury trials in those five years. I once tried three in one week. We worked from 8 a.m. to midnight, but youth and inexperience made it all seem possible. For five years I had no private life – but it was all worth it.

Q. Few lawyers will ever experience a case with the same extent of media interest as the Kennedy case. What impact did the media have on your ability to prepare, to go about your practice of law, to advise your client? How intrusive was the media in your personal life? Was there a point in time that it was, for lack of a better word, fun? Was there a point where it turned into a nightmare? For those lawyers who dream of that high profile case, what advice would you give them?

A. The Kennedy Smith case was the first nationally televised trial. Court TV had debuted only a couple of months before and we made the network a success. OJ greatly eclipsed it a few years later, but our trial spawned a new class of lawyer – the trial analyst. They ensure every step you make will be criticized.

Perhaps the most memorable event surrounding the Smith trial was that my jury selection tactics were spoofed as the opening act of Saturday Night Live. At least I didn’t suffer the embarrassment of being in the Dancing Itos.

Since I have done work as a TV analyst, I know how the game works. We utter opinions without knowing all the facts and assure the audience we could do much better. Of course, it doesn’t always work out the way you want. The commentary which didn’t work out related to the OJ case. Almost all of us commenting on the case thought Lee Bailey didn’t get much on cross from Mark Fuhrman. Then the tapes surfaced and Fuhrman’s cross became the key to OJ being acquitted.

Q. Many young lawyers today believe it effective to create a social media presence that gives the appearance of competence beyond what they possess, if for no other reason than to make a living. Is this a mistake? What’s wrong with over-promising and under-delivering? From a lawyer who did the heavy lifting, what should young lawyers be doing if they want to have a reputation like yours some day?

A. I have no judgment on lawyers seeking to be noticed through social media or any other alternative means. Lawyers have always sought ways to garner public attention. When I started practicing law, there were strict ethical rules about advertising or self-promotion. So many lawyers ran for political office to get their names out to the public. Or taught Sunday school (one of my professors pushed that) and criminal court judges, pre-Gideon, appointed callow lawyers, right after swearing them into the Bar, to defend murder cases.

The method I used, trying cases, is no longer available to young lawyers. We failed the new generation of trial lawyers by not acting while the government dismantled the adversary system of justice. As a result there are far fewer trials and diminished chances of being noticed. Lawyers seek advancement through numerous venues. Some become AUSAs and ascend to a Wall Street partnership by convicting Martha Stewart (or her analogue). Others network through the bar associations.

I particularly enjoy those lawyers who exercise their writing skills on the internet. Going through my email each morning is like a legal seminar. I love to read blogs, e-newspapers, Facebook posts, even twitter aphorisms and clichés. I write an occasional blog (shameless plug) when I find a trial to use as a concrete example to explore some trial skill.

Q. Aside from the Smith case, you’ve represented a slew of other high profile defendants. How does it happen that they find their way to you? Is there anything you do to court high profile cases, or do they find you no matter what? Is this a good thing, to have clients who are in the spotlight, subject to intense scrutiny beyond that of the ordinary criminal defendant?

A. My so-called success is mainly a function of luck, being in the right place at the right time. All the clients I have represented over the years came to me because of publicized trials. I was fortunate to try high profile cases even when I was a public defender. They caused me a modicum of notoriety and brought in clients. My blog is limited to trial skills, hardly an effective advertisement. I have never been a good businessman. It doesn’t interest me.

Q. There is no serious criminal defense lawyer who doesn’t love trying cases. What part of a trial gets your blood pumping the most? Are you a cross guy, a closing guy, voir dire perhaps? What trial skill is most neglected, most in need of work by lawyers these days? What can be done to improve skills? What is the impact of so few cases being tried anymore? What will it mean for criminal defense when it’s all pleas, no trials?

A. I was sworn in as PD on January 5th, and on the 6th, I started a second degree murder trial. There was no training, no assistance and mainly disdain from the bench. For some reason, lost in the midst of history, my client was acquitted, no doubt more to do with my enthusiasm than my meager trial skills. I feel sorry for the young lawyers of today because they will never get this experience. Instead, they are left to plea bargaining and sentencing.

The only real talent I have is cross-examination. When I was a public defender, we had no resources. No investigators, no trial consultants, no time. I typed up my own subpoenas and did all the legwork out in the worst ghettos of Miami. Our only real weapon was cross-examination. You either mastered it or failed.

Q. Without getting into the particulars, you married a juror from the Smith trial. Most lawyers would consider themselves lucky to get the opportunity to talk to their jurors, to get a firm sense of what worked and what didn’t. You got a telephone number. Is there a lesson here about lawyers being endearing to their jurors? Was this a matter of tactics, of focusing on every detail that could have any potential impact on the jurors’ perception of you and your client? Was this about the jurors liking Roy Black, because he’s just a good guy, or was this a fortunate additional benefit of a lawyer being what he had to be to best serve his client?

A. Think of the advantages of dating a former juror. I had individual voir dire and a twelve-page questionnaire. So I got a raft of personal material and then questioned each juror for two to three hours under oath. And don’t overlook the benefit of her voting for me (all lawyers know their ego is on trial, not the defendant!).

I didn’t save her phone number from the trial, nor did I question her about the case. I had other ideas in mind. We ran into each other at a restaurant one night about a year later. Things developed quickly from there. In any event, where does the solitary, unsocial criminal lawyer find love?

The Other Starbucks Lawyer

For a long time, the “Starbucks lawyer” has been a running joke, a notion promoted by Future of Law types who contend that having a brick-and-mortar office is so 20th Century, and cool kids with a laptop can practice law from anywhere, to anywhere, any time, in their bathrobes. Because these lawyers, too impoverished to pay rent for a big boy law office, so adore a mocha frappuccino, they would set up business in the local Starbucks, because free wifi. After all, when you only have $5 to spend, wouldn’t a Venti be a better use of funds than wifi?

The joke, however, was on the misguided, if novel, grasp of what lawyers do and how they do it. That they happen to like Starbucks coffee wasn’t really the issue. It’s not my favorite cuppa, but to each his own. Given the right set of circumstances, the proper motivations, the idea of the Starbucks lawyer, much like the Wal-Mart lawyer, is not just fine, but a pretty darn good idea.

A Columbus Starbucks store will be the location of a new legal clinic offering free advice to military veterans.

Starbucks has partnered with the Ohio Military Veterans Legal Assistance Project to offer free, noncriminal, legal advice at a pop-up clinic at the Henderson Road Starbucks location.

Coined the “Veterans Second Monday Legal Clinic,” it will hold its first session on July 11 from 5-8 p.m.

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Dinner With Bob McDonnell

A friend who was elected to a moderately low level position told me that a politician was a person you would never invite to dinner but for holding office. “Invite to dinner” is code around here for a person with no redeeming social value. Neither witty nor pleasant, smart nor interesting, trustworthy nor insightful. Politicians have one thing to commend them to others: A degree of power to influence outcomes.

Certainly, this wasn’t true of all politicians, as I had dined with my friend before he took office, though we never dined again after this conversation. It wasn’t that I no longer liked him enough as a person to have him over, but his dinner card was filled with donors, other politicians and donors.

The nature of what politicians do was revealed in the conviction and reversal of conviction of former Virginia governor Bob McDonnell.  The Supreme Court gave him a pass, or maybe only a reprieve, for being a politician. Continue reading

The ABA Can’t Be Trusted

Somebody has to accredit law schools, and that job has long fallen to the American Bar Association. It makes sense, on the one hand, to put the job in the hands of an organization that was once the guardian of professional competency. It doesn’t make sense, on the other hand, to leave something as important as accrediting the humongous business of law schools to an organization held captive by the nice folks whose paycheck is signed by the schools they’re judging.

And for a long time, nobody gave it a second thought. They are now.

The National Advisory Committee on Institutional Quality and Integrity (NACIQI) soon will pass its decision back to the U.S. Department of Education, which last week recommendedshutting down ACICS and will have 90 days to decide the accreditor’s fate. An appeal by the accreditor and lawsuits could follow.

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Most notably, the panel on Wednesday rebuked the American Bar Association, in part for its lack of attention to student achievement.

Ah yes, students. The poor schmucks who are tolerated because they take out the loans to hand over to the schools, which in turn uses the loot to pay law profs to write law review articles that no one reads. Seems legit. Continue reading

The Constitutional Right We Love To Hate

The case involved a double whammy. Domestic violence and the Second Amendment. Both involve sacred cow issues, either of which would have been sufficient to raise serious concerns that the politics behind the issue would spell disaster.  And here they were, together. What could possibly go wrong?

There was a time when there were questions raised as to why domestic violence should be treated differently than any other violence.  Violence is bad. Violence is criminal. Is there a reason why violence against a member of a household should be any worse than violence against a stranger?  But then the platitudes and tears became the arguments, and so the law was changed.

Domestic violence became a thing, separate and apart, because, well, it involved stories of husbands beating their wives, and men should never do that because the stories were terrible. The stories of men beating strangers weren’t great either, but that was compartmentalized in the tales of woe, so it was ignored. Like hate crimes, the conduct was the same. The harm was the same. The feelings were different. Burn the witch.

Add to that mess guns. The idea actually made greater sense when guns were introduced into the mix, as a gun in the house gave rise to a mechanism by which an outraged person, whether on impulse or by nature, could inflict far greater harm than he could with his hands. Sure, knives were still there, but you can’t stop everything. At least there would be no guns with which to kill in a moment of fury. Continue reading

Dick, Dawn And Akhil: Why Don’t You Love Us Long Time? (Update)

There’s an ongoing series at Slate called the Supreme Court Breakfast Table. I don’t know what they serve, but it’s clearly not bagels and lox, as proven by the fact that nobody invited me to dine.  But then, who would want a trench lawyer horning in on the polite conversation of important legal minds so early in the morning, right?

Except that Judge Richard Posner is in there, serving up a huge portion of grits.  The Seventh Circuit’s firebrand is the “Dick” in the title, which is what some of the participants call him in the dialogue. Not Indiana lawprof Dawn Johnsen, however, who offered this parenthetical:

(I note that by using Judge Posner rather than “Dick,” I hope I am being appropriately but not “too respectful;” addressing a judge known from clerkship days by his first name feels to me as unnatural as would calling my fourth-grade teacher “Lee” and not Mr. Tintle, even decades later.)

Like Johnsen, I call judges “Judge,” though my reason is somewhat different. It’s not because of some personal clerkship quirk, or any concern about being obsequious. I will call them “judge” while being slightly critical of their decisions. No, my reason is institutional. They’re judges and I’m not. They get to be called by their title out of respect for the institution and the fact that they hold an office in it which I do not. Continue reading

Hacking Makes Privacy Unreasonable? Meh (Upate)

Much as USA Today’s Brad Heath is to be commended for bringing to the forefront another mind-numbingly dumb thing a judge said, it’s not without a problem.

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This is from United States v. Matish, another of the Playpen cases where the feds took an ongoing kiddie porn site, continued to commit the crime it contends is so heinous to identify its users by dubious means, and are now facing challenges in various federal courts around the country.  This decision was from Virginia Senior United States District Judge Henry Coke Morgan, Jr.  And it’s not only ignorant from a computer point of view, but its logic fails by any calculus. Continue reading

You Can’t Handle The Truth, Prosecutor Edition

At Reason, a former federal prosecutor turned defense lawyer tells all. Granted, it’s just one guy’s story, but it is his story whether you like it or not. As it happens, that one guy is my buddy, Ken White.

When I left the U.S. Attorney’s office after more than five years, my disenchantment with the criminal justice system had begun to set in. Now, decades later, my criminal defense career has lasted three times as long as my term as a prosecutor. I’m a defense-side true believer—the very sort of true believer that used to annoy me as a young prosecutor.

Once again, nobody taught me to think that way, and nobody had to. I learned it by watching how the system ground up clients indifferently and mercilessly. I learned it by watching prosecutors make the sorts of arguments and decisions I had made, and seeing how they actually impacted human lives. I learned it by watching prosecutorial suspicion—and even paranoia—from the wrong end. I learned it by watching how the system crushed indigent clients, and by how it could destroy the lives of even wealthy clients with minimal effort or cause.

What follows is an explanation of the forces that framed his mindset, his perspective. Whether this is an overarching explanation for all prosecutors, or just how one came to be the prosecutor he was, and his epiphany that he was the prosecutor he didn’t want to be, I dunno.  Continue reading