Medical privacy is not merely a sound idea, but the law.  That’s why there are no video cameras in the clinic at Rikers Island. Makes perfect sense, except when guards order the staff out of a treatment room in the clinic and beat a prisoner.  That makes perfect sense too, if you happen to be a prison guard looking to beat a prisoner without being captured on video.

Even on the most violent cellblocks at Rikers Island, the beatings were astonishing in their severity. Two inmates were strapped to gurneys, taken to a clinic in a mental health unit and beaten so badly by correction officers that blood splattered the walls and witnesses described feeling sick to their stomachs.

Several witnesses, including civilian staff members, were so appalled that, in a rare occurrence at Rikers, they came forward to tell investigators what they had seen on that night in December 2012.

How heartwarming that the beatings were severe enough that civilian staff members spoke out.  So how many beatings did they witness that weren’t that severe, where they said nothing?  Where is the line between hero whistleblower and complicit toady? Continue reading →

Having come down fairly hard on the ridiculous hyperbole of the ABA Journal contest, Hackcess to Justice, it seemed only right to follow-up.  After all, maybe I would be proven wrong, as Bob Ambrogi offered, and they would come up with something so wonderful, so miraculous, so shiny, that it would change everything.

Maybe they would figure out a technological solution that would provide the full panoply of legal representation needed by the large swathe of Americans whose world was bound in legal red tape imposed by a government that commands there be regulation of nearly every aspect of life. but who couldn’t afford a lawyer.  Is that too much to ask?

Well, yes. It was a delusion then, and it’s a delusion now. The problem isn’t that technology can’t offer tools that will help in small niches, provided they’re very well done and very thoughtfully crafted so that they are not merely accurate, but adequate to distinguish between the affirmative help they offer, but recognize the line beyond which they cause harm. Continue reading →

When the medical examiner announced that the death of Ronald Reagan’s press secretary, James Brady, 73, was a homicide, he opened a national wound.  He was shot in 1981, 33 years ago, by John Hinckley, who was trying to assassinate Reagan to impress actress Jodie Foster.

Hinckley was tried for attempted murder and found not guilty by reason of insanity.  But that was attempted murder. Now that the medical examiner has concluded that Brady’s death was homicide, a new crime exists, and raises the question of whether Hinckley should be tried for it.  In the interim, Hinckley’s sanity has improved.

Hinckley, 59, has been confined to St. Elizabeths Hospital in Washington and has received psychiatric treatment since his acquittal in 1982. Since 1999, he has been allowed outside the facility, with his unsupervised visits to his mother’s home in Williamsburg, Va., gradually expanded to 17 days.

The legal question of whether Hinckley can be convicted of murder is tricky.  Eugene Volokh does an interesting analysis for the legal issues/stumbling blocks to conviction. Continue reading →

This is one of those meta posts, in response to angry emails sent me about why I’m such a horrible person.  One lawyer wrote to condemn me for occasionally including my own war stories in posts while denying other lawyers the same opportunity.

Why are your stories more worthy than mine?

Well, they aren’t, but you’ve asked the wrong question.  The problem isn’t that your stories are unworthy, but that this is my blog.  Tell your stories all you want on your blog.

My story was directly on topic and added your beloved “illumination,” yet you deleted it.

Well, it wasn’t quite as on-topic or illuminating as you think, but that’s not really the issue.  The issue is that every lawyer has war stories, and every lawyer loves telling their war stories.  When we sit around in the bar after a hard day in court, we’re all raconteurs, regaling each other with the bizarre and the ridiculous. Oh, how lawyers love to tell stories. Continue reading →

In a way, the story of the guy who called himself Stephen G. Dickerman, lawyer, and took a $10,000 retainer and charged $400 an hour is pretty funny.  He managed to convince clients in his Brighton Beach office that he was a lawyer. He managed to get himself admitted to practice in the Eastern District of New York as a lawyer. He managed to glom a profession by usurping the name of a lawyer who ceased practicing in 2008, and nobody knew.

What does that tell you about lawyers?  What does that tell you about judges?  What does that tell you about the people who hand over money to lawyers?

The New York Times article offers little insight into what gave him away, but lauds his “skill” at impersonation. Until he got caught.

Law enforcement officials say they are not certain who the accused man is; they only know that he is not Mr. Dickerman. The actual Stephen G. Dickerman was a lawyer for more than 40 years, but has not renewed his license since 2008. Court papers say the impostor then used the real Mr. Dickerman’s attorney registration number to set up shop for himself, charging $400 an hour for legal advice. Continue reading →

Within minutes of learning of the suicide of Aaron Swartz, the internet knew exactly what pushed a brilliant young man to the edge:  The government singled out Swartz, unique among all others because of his hacktivist politics, and a United States Attorney decided to destroy him to further her political career.

His family said so. Even Harvard lawprof Larry Lessig said so.  The myth was born, and grew to the size of a behemoth, in a flash.  Those of us who were so cruel as to suggest that the certainty of the hacktivists in their uniqueness were derided for not appreciating how Swartz was different.

But there remains a side of this tragedy that the geek community misses. Government overreaching, “bullying” as Lessig calls it, didn’t start on the day Aaron Swartz was arrested.  The eulogists, friends, watchers from the Hacktivist side seem to think this was an affliction that happened only to Swartz. Continue reading →

While much is written about the innocents caught up in the criminal justice system, reality is that many who find themselves in custody have good reason to be there.  Among this group, unfortunately, are people who suffer significant mental illness. They can be violent. They can be irrational. They’re crazy. For police, dealing with crazies is part of the job. At least it should be.

When a crazy ends up in a precinct lockup, the next step is to call in EMTs to transport a person to a hospital for treatment.  In a very real sense, that this is the route chosen reflects a grasp that the mentally ill aren’t necessarily criminals, but people in need of medical treatment.  It may not be a fully developed grasp of the difference between a person acting out a psychotic episode and a criminal, but it’s better than nothing.

Yet, one would hope that the recognition that a person in custody is crazy would stem the urge to react to their craziness in kind.  That wasn’t the case at the 67 Precinct in Brooklyn, where Emergency Services cops, theoretically trained to handle such situations, lost it big time.  From the Daily News: Continue reading →

Of the many abused words in the current social media lexicon, few are as rife as “rights.”  What was once described as desires or wishes has morphed into a right, and gotten remarkable play from sympathetic ears, for whom the rhetoric drowned out the noise of the machinery necessary to make it happen.  The EU’s “right to be forgotten” has proven quite squeaky.

At Techdirt, Mike Masnick writes about how the ethereal “right to be forgotten” has gummed up the Google works:

Google notes that the process is entirely one-sided and they only get information from the person wishing to delete information from search engines:

We generally have to rely on the requester for information, without assurance beyond the requester’s own assertions as to its accuracy. Some requests turn out to have been made with false and inaccurate information. Even if requesters provide us with accurate information, they understandably may avoid presenting facts that are not in their favour. As such, we may not become aware of relevant context that would speak in favour of preserving the accessibility of a search result.

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It was a suppression hearing before the late EDNY Judge Gene Nickerson, with co-counsel Lynne Stewart.  I have no recollection of who the assistant was.  The nurse practitioner from the emergency room was on the stand.  Judge Nickerson had a disconcerting habit of spinning his chair so the back was facing the courtroom. Every once in a while, someone would say “Judge?”, and he would answer, “I’m listening.” It pays to be sure.

As the nurse practitioner began to explain, to a reasonable degree of medical certainty of course, that the broken bones in the defendant’s face could be explained by the bruise on his skin in the precise shape of a Glock, Judge Nickerson spun around in his high-backed chair and showed keen interest.

He then seized the questioning, to show that sometimes a fellow can fall of his own accord, strike the pavement that was sadly beneath him, and get a bruise in the oddest of shapes.  The judge explained that he knew all about this. He knew science, and no nurse practitioner was going to convince him otherwise. Motion denied.

The New York Law Journal has a story of judges who are taking a “crash course” in science. Continue reading →

Put enough exceptions next to each other and you come out with a decision like State v. Jeremy Kelly, a case of such extraordinary wrongfulness that Gideon at A Public Defender has twice now dissected it in great detail.  Gid gives the short version of the undisputed facts:

The relevant facts are important because they are preposterous: the police were looking for a man named Gomez, for whom they had a warrant for violation of probation and had allegedly received a tip that he may be armed. They, while cruising in the South End of Hartford near his residence, observed two individuals walking on the sidewalk.

Because there was a gas station at the end of the street that was known to be a spot for drug sales, the officers concluded that the men had come from there. They then decided that one man fit the description of Gomez; the other was Kelly. They observed the two men walk up the driveway of a house and while one “turned his foot as if about to run” they continued to walk slowly to the rear.

Deciding, based on this, that criminal activity was afoot, the police ordered them to stop. Kelly informed [them] that he lived there, but that didn’t matter. The police ordered them to “come here”, at which point they ran. Kelly was subsequently arrested and charged with possession of drugs. They guy they thought was Gomez was actually not and was instead a fellow named Burgos.

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