When Al Franken finally made the announcement that his wokiosity compelled him to plan to resign in the future, after the 328th woman came forward to allege they were inappropriately touched by this former TV-star-cum-senator they so desperately sought to be near, he was smart enough to leave himself a gap. He could have resigned. He didn’t.
When the news broke, I misunderstood and thought he had, in fact, announced his resignation. In response, I twitted:
Regardless of my views toward as senator, he should not have resigned. His conduct did not rise to that level of impropriety.
In response came a twit that reflected the times as clearly as possible. Continue reading
What would happen if proponents of “believe the victim” married the truest social justice belivers on the interwebs? The New Yorker would fire Ryan Lizza, the very progressive and valued writer. Erik Wemple details the curious path it took within nanoseconds.
“The New Yorker recently learned that Ryan Lizza engaged in what we believe was improper sexual conduct. We have reviewed the matter and, as a result, have severed ties with Lizza. Due to a request for privacy, we are not commenting further.”
Lizza responded. Continue reading
With women empowered to reveal those matters from their past by the many who have dredged up the offenses, large and small, real, perceived or imagined, provable or not, names are being dragged through the mud without opportunity to challenge. And condemnation flows regardless of proof.
In a weird way, the fact that these accusations aren’t made through official channels, which would be a good thing, serves as a detriment. There’s no way to oppose or challenge the accusations. The ruin of reputation is swift and merciless. There is no forum to vindicate one’s conduct. There is no place to prove one’s innocence. Or is there?
Victims of sexual harassment and assault are saying “Me Too” as the country goes through a culture shift following revelations about Harvey Weinstein, Kevin Spacey, and other major celebrities accused of everything from crude comments to rape. On college campuses, that shift has been playing out for years, due in part to student activism and to increased attention to campus sexual violence from the Obama administration. Continue reading
The idea was still somewhat novel when Garrett Morris popularized it on national TV, but it was well past time when hearing people realized that with one remarkably easy addition, hearing-impaired people could enjoy news and public participation: the sign language interpreter. It remains a spotty accommodation, for many reasons, but it’s the sort of thing that should be ubiquitous for government actions, at the very least.
When Tampa police spokesman Stephen Hegarty was told the sign language interpreter had arrived for his press conference, he was somewhat confused but not displeased.
“As we were getting ready to start, I was told that a sign language interpreter was outside,” Hegarty told the Miami Herald. “My reaction was: ‘I didn’t call an interpreter, but great that someone did.’ It appeared that she was very well known in Tampa, but I just didn’t ask enough questions. There was a lot going on but it was my responsibility, so shame on me.”
The press conference was about the arrest of a serial killer. Continue reading
My views about Ninth Circuit Judge Alex Kozinski’s conduct were expressed before any of the following. I point this out not to suggest my views are any more valuable than anyone else’s, but to show that this post isn’t influenced by bias. Koz was wrong.* His conduct was completely improper and reflects exceptionally bad judgment. This matters because he’s a judge, and as I wrote, “judgment is a jurist’s stock in trade.”
But what’s been put out since by people who are lawyers, lawprofs and putatively not blithering idiots, scares the living crap out of me. As Andrew King correctly called it, “knee-jerk.”
In response to Will Baude’s twit about Heidi Bond’s post, Georgetown lawprof Marty Lederman calls Judge Kozinski a “monster.” Continue reading
While pretty much everyone but the badge-licking lunatics found the killing of Daniel Shaver and the acquittal of ex-Mesa Cop Mitch Brailsford an outrage. Patterico, who’s real life California prosecutor, Patrick Frey, did something few have the interest or capacity to do. He went through it in a detailed, thorough and, most importantly, thoughtful way. Unlike the #MeToo expressions of anger, this was illuminating.
The online reaction has been that it was a “murder” and that the jury was insanely wrong.
I’m not so sure about that. Maybe that view is right. Maybe it’s not.
Many pieces ask you to make your initial judgment by showing you a video with very little additional context. I’m going to take a little different approach, and give you the context that the police officers were facing before I give you the video to watch.
No one argues that Balthus wasn’t a great painter. No one argues that the 1938 painting in the Metropolitan Museum of Art isn’t a masterpiece. But that’s not enough to prevent demands for its removal.
The artist, Balthasar Klossowsi de Rola, or Balthus, had used the model, Thérèse Blanchard, the daughter of a neighboring Parisian restaurant worker, over the course of three years, making 10 paintings of her beginning in 1936, when she was 11. The image in question features her at 12 or 13, with her legs bent and slightly apart, her eyes closed, her thoughts seemingly lost to fantasy. Her skirt is hiked up to reveal a red lining and a pair of white cotton underwear.
Rather than rely on a description, the image speaks for itself. Continue reading
The year was 2008, and the news was huge. It didn’t come at a time when there was a daily man in power being accused of sexual impropriety, so when it happened, it stood out. And lawyers took notice.
The blawgosphere is abuzz, awash, atwitter, about the Los Angeles Times revelation that 9th Circuit Chief Judge Alex Kozinski has a kinky side, revealed by “sexually explicit” images on his personal website. That he was currently presiding over an obscenity trial of Ira Isaacs, described by the WSJ Law Blog as “accused of distributing criminally obscene sexual-fetish videos depicting bestiality and defecation. (For background on the Isaacs case, click here for an AP story.)“
Some have seized upon this delicious opportunity to challenge Judge Alex’s ethics and called for his recusal from the case. Others have questioned whether the images are “crude and misogynistic — pictures of naked women as cows; pictures of womens genitalia with the caption, “Bush for President”; implied bestiality as humor.” And Howard Bashman asks whether this is newsworthy at all. After all, would we be writing about this if Judge Alex was spotted at the newstand buying Playboy?
Daniel Shaver was just a ordinary guy who did nothing wrong to deserve the attention of Mesa Police Officer Phillip “Mitch” Brailsford.
On January 18, 2016, Daniel Shaver, a traveling pest-control worker, was in between shifts at his motel, a La Quinta Inn and Suites in Mesa, Arizona. In the elevator, he met a man and woman who’d just finished their own workdays, the two later testified in court. Did they want to join the 26-year-old Texan for Bacardi shots in his room?
They’d already begun drinking when one of the guests asked about an unmarked case in the corner. Was it musical instrument? No, a pellet gun. He used it at work. His job was to go hunt down birds that had flown into businesses including Walmart. Soon he was standing by his room’s window showing off his pellet gun to the man. Down below, two motel guests in the La Quinta Inn and Suites hot tub looked up and saw a man with a gun near a fifth-floor window. Someone called 911.
No, this isn’t about the lawyer version of whack-a-mole, as interesting an idea as that may be. It started in earnest* about a year ago, when padawan Keith Lee of Associates Mind and author of The Marble and the Sculptor decided to start a slack room just for lawyers. It was to be a place for lawyers to hang in private and talk cool lawyer stuff.
A year later (I’m guessing on dates, so don’t hold me to it), Keith’s got many hundreds of lawyers hanging around. What this means is sweeping up the joint and herding the feral lawyers has become a job. It was time to make a change.
It’s exploded and grown beyond what I thought possible. I used to think a dedicated “social media for lawyers” was a dumb idea, but that was obviously wrong. Continue reading