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Silence the Alarm

Back in the good old crack days of the 1990s in upper Manhattan, murders were commonplace. There were lots of murders, whether dealers shooting over street corners or users whacking old ladies over the head for their next vial.  Not a day went by when there weren’t murders, and some days made Washington Heights look like the OK Corral.  

And in response, police geared up for war. It had to stop, we were told, And they were right. It was bad.

If everyone can take five from fighting over the elimination of guns and institutionalizing anyone who wears stripes with plaids, there’s a bit of news.  From the New York Times :

Murders in New York have dropped to their lowest level in over 40 years, city officials announced on Friday, even as overall crimes increased slightly because of a rise in thefts — a phenomenon based solely on robberies of iPhones and other Apple devices.

There were 414 recorded homicides so far in 2012, compared with 515 for the same period in 2011, city officials said. That is a striking decline from murder totals in the low-2,000s that were common in the early 1990s, and is also below the record low: 471, set in 2009.

Four hundred and fourteen murders in New York in 2012. And 14 of those didn’t happen in 2012, but were from earlier years but added in as they were now classified as murders. So the real number is 400. Not to suggest that any murder is inconsequential, but there was a war on murder, it’s been won. Even Mayor Bloomberg says so.


“The essence of civilization is that you can walk down the street without having to look over your shoulder,” Mayor Michael R. Bloomberg said.

A nice sentiment, but not entirely accurate.


He attributed the low murder rate to the department’s controversial practice of “stop, question and frisk,” in which people are stopped on the street and questioned by officers, and aggressive hot-spot policing, in which officers are deployed to areas with crime spikes.

So people still have to look over their shoulder, but not for fear of the murderer lurking behind them, but the cop.

When staring into a void, it’s easy to claim it’s because of whatever governmental initiatives are in place at the moment.  Stop and frisk, where about 700,000 people are stopped, because a police officer decided to do so, resulting in the seizure of a grand total 780 guns (do the math), was justified by the need to rid the streets of guns, and ridding the streets of guns was justified to stop the epidemic of killings. 

While basic logic reminds us that correlation does not prove causation, let’s allow Mayor Bloomberg and Police Commissioner Ray Kelly their moment in the sun. They did it. Hooray. The number of murders is the lowest since 1963, when the reliability of crime stats were improved. It may be longer.  We should build a statue of these guys, they did such a fabulous job.

But it’s done. They did it, and now it’s done.  Yet the “essence of civilization” remains elusive for New Yorkers, not because of the lack of crime but the extreme tactics of the police. 

Cries following recent events to rid our world of weapons are being heard far and wide, as justification for yet another war and eradication of rights.  It has to be done, proponents say, because it is unacceptable that bad things happen.  Alarms are going off across the nation, and Mayor Bloomberg is among the loudest voices demanding a gunless world. 

Yet there were only 400 murders in New York.

One argument in favor of maintaining the status quo is to point to this significant success and contend that by going back to the days when police weren’t armed for war and empowered to stop anyone, anytime on a whim, we risk a return to the days when 2000 or more murders a year were the norm.  It’s not a good argument for anyone remotely knowledgeable about the streets of the City, but to those inclined to adore fear, it might suffice.

Fortunately, the Mayor doesn’t have to rely on logical fallacies to maintain a standing army in Manhattan, larger and better armed than small nations, and given sweeping powers that would make marshall law seem pointless.  He has the outlier, the freak tragedy, that saddens our front page.  “See,” law enforcement sycophants scream.  “Do you want 20 first graders murdered in Newtown? Do you?” 

No. Of course not, but then I also don’t want 700,000 people, including the  occasional judge and city councilman, to forfeit their constitutional rights either.   I embrace the good mayor’s words, that the essence of civilization is to be able to walk down the street without looking over one’s shoulder.  Whether that refers to criminals or cops doesn’t matter.  

There were only 400 murders in New York this year, and yet we still can’t walk down the street without looking over our shoulder because of the police.  That is not the essence of civilization, but a tactic that was wrong before and wholly unjustified now.  It’s time to silence the alarm.


Breaking Rank

Among the many unwritten rules of the job is the courtesy one cop shows another. The perk was that cops could ignore the “minor” rules, driving faster than others, getting a cup of joe and a donut from an appreciative shopkeeper, parking where only disabled people are allowed, give way. After all, they protect us from criminals, and shouldn’t they be allowed a bit leeway? Don’t they deserve a break?

In 2011, Florida Trooper Donna “Jane” Watts broke the rules.  From the Sun-Sentinel :



Watts made national news in October 2011 when she pulled over off-duty Miami Police Officer Fausto Lopez for speeding in his marked patrol car on Florida’s Turnpike in Broward County.


She followed him for seven minutes and later wrote in a report that he was darting in and out of lanes at speeds exceeding 120 mph. She approached his cruiser with her gun drawn, yelling, and then handcuffed him.


Lopez, who regularly averaged more than 100 mph on his drive between Miami and his home in Coconut Creek, was fired in September.

Yes, if that was you, the price would be steeper than losing your job. Unless you’re a cop.



When Watts pulled over Lopez, the incident was caught on the trooper’s dashboard camera. “This is not a first-time occurrence with y’all,” Watts told Lopez after pulling him over. “Y’all come from that way all the time, this Miami police car, and we never catch it.”


Lopez apologized and tried to explain he was running late. “With all due respect …,” he said, but Watts cut him off. “You don’t respect me, sir,” she said. “You don’t respect these people out here.”

Sadly, the problem isn’t quite Lopez’s lack of respect for the lives of other people on the road, but that he pushed the envelope too far too many times. Much as I would like to laud Watts as a hero, putting the safety of the public ahead of the perk of cop courtesy, there remains a nagging sense that she would have overlooked it had Lopez not pushed so hard.

In November, 2011, police officers from around the state accessed Watts’ personal information from a police database.  This is a violation of regulations, absent an official law enforcement justification for doing so, and Watts has brought suit against more than 100 cops and agencies.  But the violation is technical.  The real concern is not.



Watts began opening her mailbox from the side instead of from the front in case there was something in it.


The suit states that Watts’ supervisors “do not believe that it would ever be safe for her to return to road patrol” and that Watts believes if she ever need police backup in an emergency, it would not be provided. More than a dozen troopers from her own agency also looked up her personal information.

Like Serpico before her, Watts fears for her life. Accessing her personal information was merely the means of learning where to find the traitor. What to do about the traitor was another story.

That police officers, other than Lopez or his pals from the Miami police department, were sufficiently outraged and angered by Watts’ breaking ranks goes a long way toward revealing the depth of entrenched police culture. They show each other courtesy, so that they get courtesy in return.  They do not publicly humiliate a fellow officer under any circumstances. If the problem is so bad that it compels action, they do so within the ranks.  They do not break ranks.

A number of the officers who accessed Watts’ personal data were punished for it. Some were given written reprimands. Others verbal.  After all, they only pushed some computer keys and looked. No real harm done, unless one considers that the purpose of looking was to locate a cop who violated the code and needed to be taught a lesson.  Whether the lesson was the delivery of a prank pizza or taking her life isn’t clear.  After all, the pizza arrived, but she’s still alive.

Yet, Watts’ fear serves a larger purpose: it reminds every cop who thinks that she’s had enough, that the envelope has been pushed too far, that another cop’s lack of respect for the public is more than she can tolerate, that there will be a very steep price to pay.  Maybe that price will be her life. Clearly, the price will include her job.  For years to come, Watts is likely to have a violent, visceral reaction to flashing lights in her rearview mirror when she’s driving on a dark road at night.

The message to cops is clear.  And really, what sort of cop does this to one of her brethren?  What cop doesn’t appreciate the courtesy shown others who are part of that elite corp of men and women who believe themselves absolved of the responsibility to control themselves that keeps us lesser mortals in line?

And the opportunity of governments large and small to shut down the culture that enforces the unwritten rules was there, by firing every cop who unlawfully accessed Watts’ personal records, because they know what it really means, what the real purpose was.  But they didn’t.  And the culture survives. And the next cop who decides she’s had enough of cops owning their world will ask herself, do I want to live like Watts?  Do I want to become the next law enforcement pariah and fear that every time I open my mailbox, I take my life in my hands?

Nobody wants to live that way.  And police can now safely drive home at excessive rates of speed with a free donut in their hand.  Problem solved.

H/T FritzMuffKnuckle

The Buzz From Above

The drones are coming to a neighborhood near you.

As the  New York Times editorial says, it’s no longer a matter of if, but when.


Congress has ordered the Federal Aviation Administration to quickly select six domestic sites to test the safety of drones, which can vary in size from remote-controlled planes as big as jetliners to camera-toting hoverers called Nano Hummingbirds that weigh 19 grams.

The drone go-ahead, signed in February by President Obama in the F.A.A. reauthorization law, envisions a $5 billion-plus industry of camera drones being used for all sorts of purposes from real estate advertising to crop dusting to environmental monitoring and police work.

There are many excellent uses for drones, ranging from search and rescue to providing a capability of an eye in the sky over large stretches of border.  But then, there are uses that are less savory, from law enforcement surveillance to killing.

As is invariably the case, the argument in favor of drones, at least domestically, elevates its good uses over the ones people would find unacceptable, with the government promising the latter won’t happen because it will make rules, maybe even pass laws, that forbid uses that we might find unpalatable at the dawn of the drone age.  Those inclined to believe will sigh in relief. 

One of my inspirational muses, Radley Balko has spent the last year writing a book on the militarization of American law enforcement, which will be available next summer. called Rise of the Warrior Cop.  Though I haven’t read it, I surmise based on Radley’s writings that a core message is that if we put the accoutrements of war in the hands of the police, they will use them.  We can explain the need for tanks and heavy armaments by pointing at the ability to thwart a terrorist takeover of Des Moines, but once they have custom fitted SWAT gear, it will be used at the slightest provocation. Or photo ops.

There will no doubt be times when a drone will appear to be the best choice to deal with a situation which, from the perspective of law enforcement to fulfill a mission unhampered by legal niceties and concern for collateral damage.  No commanding officer will say “let the victim die because there are regulations that say we are not allowed to use a drone for this purpose.”  And when the victim is saved, America will applaud.

And the next time, there will be no victim, but a man the cops believe is very bad, and the drone will protect police from any potential harm in getting this very bad man.  After its successful use, and the press conference where the chief tearfully announces that no police officer died in the apprehension of this very bad man, America will applaud.

And drones will become a part of our life, just as SWAT teams have become a part of our life.  Except they were once only called upon for the most extreme and dangerous of situations, and now they show up to break down door when someone is thought to be smoking pot inside. 

The New York Times anticipates the slippery slope, and offers its solution:


Responding to growing concern as the public discovers drones are on the horizon, the agency recently and quite sensibly added the issue of citizens’ privacy to its agenda. Setting regulations under the Fourth Amendment guarantee against unlawful search is of the utmost importance. But since the F.A.A.’s primary mission is safety, Congress should take the matter in hand by writing privacy safeguards for the booming drone industry.

Certainly agency regulation is inadequate to ensure that interests contrary to the convenience of the government are honored. Regulations change all the time. Regulations are ignored, giving rise to a commission and investigation that, years later, admonish the offending entity and direct it to never violate the regulations again. 

But is Congress a better answer?  After Senator Patrick Leahy  scuttled the warrant requirement for online communications when law enforcement whined that it would force them to work harder, the message is clear.  Congress can no more be trusted with assuring the preservation of our rights than the FAA. Or your local police. Our last line of defense would be the Supreme Court’s refusal to frame a drone exception, but that won’t bring comfort to many.

That drones can, and no doubt will, serve extremely useful, socially acceptable purposes is not in doubt. It’s that the government, once the technology is in place, won’t use it for improper purposes as well.  To ask the public to trust them, to believe that they would never use it improperly, is to ask too much. 

The government has demonstrated at every turn that it cannot control the impulse to use any tool available for purposes beyond the approved scope. And Americans, with short memories and emotionally charged willingness to overlook the government’s trespasses, will applaud.


The idea of watchful drones buzzing overhead like Orwellian gnats may seem far-fetched to some. But Congress, in its enthusiasm for a new industry, should guarantee the strongest protection of privacy under what promises to be a galaxy of new eyes in the sky.

It’s hardly far-fetched, as the technology is readily available. What is far-fetched is the New York Times’ naive hope that the government can restrain itself from abusing this technology as it did the last.  The only way to “guarantee the strongest protection of privacy” is to not give government the tools to violate it.  Once they have them, they will use them. 




For A Brief, Shining Moment, Warrants Might Have Been Required (Update)

Senator Patrick Leahy was the hero of the great unwashed, those of us who exist in a world where email and internet are a part of our everyday life, and the idea that we weren’t feeding it straight into the belly of law enforcement was our boldest dream.  And then he wasn’t.




A Senate proposal touted as protecting Americans’ e-mail privacy has been quietly rewritten, giving government agencies more surveillance power than they possess under current law, CNET has learned.


Patrick Leahy, the influential Democratic chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee, has dramatically reshaped his legislation in response to law enforcement concerns, according to three individuals who have been negotiating with Leahy’s staff over the changes. A vote on his bill, which now authorizes warrantless access to Americans’ e-mail…


While those of us concerned about privacy were busy applauding, others concerned about privacy for the opposite reason were busy complaining about how this would make their lives so much more difficult.



But after law enforcement groups including the National District Attorneys’ Association and the National Sheriffs’ Association organizations objected to the legislation and asked him to “reconsider acting” on it, Leahy pushed back the vote and reworked the bill as a package of amendments to be offered next Thursday.

One person participating in Capitol Hill meetings on this topic told CNET that Justice Department officials have expressed their displeasure about Leahy’s original bill. The department is on record as opposing any such requirement: James Baker, the associate deputy attorney general, has publicly warned that requiring a warrant to obtain stored e-mail could have an “adverse impact” on criminal investigations.

Can you imagine?  The warrant clause having an “adverse impact” on criminal investigations?  Isn’t that precisely what it’s supposed to do?  If our foremost concern was facilitating criminal investigations, it would be in the government’s best interest to pass a law requiring us to “cc” the FBI on every email.  And why not? What do we have to hide?

For a very long time now, I’ve argued that the use of analogy to bootstrap old search and seizure law into the digital age was going to prove disastrous to privacy. Caselaw has been scattered at best, and the third party doctrine which made some sense in the olden days and makes no sense whatsoever as our most private communications invariably go through the hands of others, isn’t likely to be tossed despite the concerns of the empathetic Latina.

This was a huge, huge, opportunity to put the brakes on government intrusion into our private communications.  And now it’s gone.  It is unlikely that it will be on the table again, and everything from our direct twits to our private Facebook status will be open to view to the 22 federal agencies that will have unfettered access to everything we put online.

Not to be unduly dire, but this was the best chance we will ever have to limit warrantless government access to our digital lives, and it is now gone.  I thought you ought to know. Guide yourself accordingly, and as you enjoy the ease and availability of the cloud, remember who can read your every thought.

Or you could just “cc” the FBI on every email and make their life easier.  After all, the last thing any American wants is to adversely impact criminal investigations. 

Update: Sen. Rand Paul introduced a last minute amendment to restore the warrant requirement. This was what he had to say :



The Fourth Amendment guarantees that people should be secure in their persons, houses and papers against unreasonable searches and seizures.

Somewhere along the way, though, we became lazy and haphazard in our vigilance. We allowed Congress and the courts to diminish our Fourth Amendment protection, particularly when our papers were held by third parties.

I think most Americans would be shocked to know that the Fourth Amendment does not protect your records if they’re banking, Internet or Visa records. A warrant is required to read your snail mail and to tap your phone, but no warrant is required to look at your e-mail, text or your Internet searches. They can be read without a warrant. Why is a phone call more deserving of privacy protection than an e-mail?

This amendment would restore the Fourth Amendment protections to third-party records, and I recommend a yes vote.


The amendment failed.

The Great Debate: No Cow-Tipping Allowed

At Overlawyered, Walter Olson sees the curiosity of the post Newtown massacre debate much as I do.  On twitter, he coins a great word, blamestorming :


Who to blame after a freak atrocity? For many of those who’ve felt obliged to comment, the question seems rather who not to blame.

Walter then provides a laundry list of articles and posts contending why the author’s sacred cows aren’t responsible. 

My sense of awe was raised by my good pal Eugene Volokh’s 47 posts since the Newtown shooting about why guns were not the problem.  Now I understand that Eugene is a gun guy, and as such, combined with being a very sharp cookie, immediately recognized the enormous pressure that would come from the tragedy on firearms, and hence the need for both immediate and constant argument as to why taking any action with regard to weapons was fundamentally misguided.  After all, pound the table enough and everybody will eventually see your wisdom.

The point hit home when Eugene finally, finally, turned from writing posts about why any attempt at impacting gun rights would both fail and bring about the end of civilization, and instead asked the question, so what are we going to do about it?

After the Sandy Hook school shooting, as well as after other shootings, those of us who are skeptical about gun controls are often asked: So what are we suggesting should be done about the shootings? If we’re not suggesting gun controls (as opposed to proposals such as allowing teachers to be armed, increased concealed carry rights outside schools, providing school guards, and the like), the argument goes, we’re not taking gun tragedies seriously.


Now I generally don’t support the “don’t just stand there, do something” school of criminal law. When all the proposals seem likely not to work, or do more harm than good, implementing one of them for the sake of “doing something” strikes me as a mistake.


Nothing?  That’s it?  If there is no magic bullet (get it?) solution to such tragedies, we throw up out hands and walk away?



But let me offer a concrete analogy (recognizing that, as with all analogies, it’s analogous and not identical). Every day, about 30 to 35 people are killed in the U.S. in gun homicides or gun accidents (not counting gun suicides or self-inflicted accidental shootings). And every day, likely about 30 to 35 people are killed in homicides where the killer was under the influence of alcohol, or in alcohol-related drunk driving accidents…

So what are we going to do about it? When are we going to ban alcohol? When are we going to institute more common-sense alcohol control measures?


Well, we tried, and the conventional wisdom is that the cure was worse than the disease — which is why we went back to a system where alcohol is pretty freely available, despite the harm it causes.


So his solution to the murder of 20 children is to ban alcohol?  No, you dolt. Eugene is drawing an analogy to show the hypocrisy of our concern over the deaths of children and the failure of prohibition.  His solution, thus, is to not ban guns. See what he did there?


We should certainly consider proposals that aim to ameliorate the problem, and weigh their costs and benefits. But we should not presume that there’s somehow a moral imperative to Do Something. In fact, there’s a moral imperative not to do something that’s likely to make matters worse.


As one who regularly cautions against knee-jerk, simplistic responses to tragedy, I can well appreciate Eugene’s message.  But then, there is this nagging sense that the discussion has little to do with coming up with rational changes that might alleviate the potential for “freak atrocities” so that nobody messes with stuff we like to do. 

Though I’m not a gun guy, and have no interest whatsoever of packing heat as I stroll down the street, and have no desire to have others strolling down the street with their weapon strapped to their ankle just in case, the arguments proffered by those who disagree with me are not unreasonable or unsupported.  One of the most difficult point raised is that, given the Heller decision, the right to keep and bear arms is a fundamental, personal right. 

Whether I could have slept just as well at night had the Supreme Court come out the other way on Heller, I very much appreciate the fact that the right is established in law, and that I cannot rationally promote respect for only those constitutional amendments I like while advocating against those that didn’t match my personal tastes,  Hooray for the first, fourth, fifth and sixth, but screw the second?  If I took that position, I would be shooting blanks.  For those who adore the second but couldn’t care less about the others, the same it true.

Yet, none of this leads to anything remotely suggesting something worth doing. While I can understand and appreciate Eugene’s admonition not to make matters worse, I hesitate to believe that we’ve exhausted all rational thinking and have reached the point where we throw up our hands and walk away.  Sure, there are crazies making loud, stupid noises all over the place.  Plenty of gun guys are cringing at the mere mention of Wayne LaPierre, who has brought more embarrassment on gun ownership than Jim Brady.

But we’re no closer to a worthwhile discussion of things that can be done to improve safety without sacrificing rights or making things worse.  It’s not because there is no fix, no tweak, no limitation that can make things better, but that too many of the thoughtful people, like Eugene Volokh, are spending all their time and capital shifting blame away from their beloved sacred cows.

Unless and until we start to consider things that can be done, nothing will change. It’s possible that nothing should change, but we can only know that after all the screaming and blaming stops, and people start putting their efforts toward something more useful than marshalling the arguments to save their favorite things.



 

Hard Work, The Lawprofs’ New Normal

At PrawfsBlawg, Northwestern Law Dean Dan Rodriguez has been offering his insight on the future of law school from his thoroughly modern dean chair.  In his latest missive, he drops a dime.

As reformists and irritants likewise insist, we are going to increase our expectations of full-time faculty members in order to realize cost savings and take our foots off the tution (sic) pedal.  Market pressures make the exhortation “pay the bastards less” ring rather hollow — and all the shouting and screeching from the disgruntled won’t make it otherwise.  Salaries for incumbents will remain more or less where they are (albeit with rarer raises).  Faculty hiring is what will take the hit.  In this environment, law schools will be asked to do more with less.

Refusing to succumb to the screeching of “irritants” who don’t appreciate the  awesomeness of scholars, Rodriguez nonetheless gives the bad news of how law schools, the profit centers of academia, will demand that lawprofs hereinafter work for a living.

His first new demand of the professoriate is (hold on to your hats, now), that they will have to . . . teach.


Teaching regularly and well and with sufficient accomodation (sic) to institutional needs, as these needs evolve in this new and difficult era.  Deans, including this one, will be reticent to enter into permanent teaching reduction agreements.  Scheduling will need to follow the imperative of student learning and sensible organizational management, not principally the convenience of full-time faculty members.  Faculty leaves, whatever the reason and whatever past practice, should be discretionary and timed around the needs of the school and its learning environment.  And teaching must be excellent — sophisticated in content, coherent in expression, up-to-date, and connected increasingly to the essential project of making our students into first-rate young lawyers;

What law student doesn’t want to be turned into a “first-rate young lawyer”?  Especially older students, who would be happy to be turned into a “young” anything, but that’s besides the point. The gist is that lawprofs will no longer be allowed to dictate permanent teaching reduction agreements to suit their convenience, but instead by expected to teach the courses the school needs taught.

That means that some poor schmuck is going to have to teach professional responsibility, even though they have no interest in teaching anything other than Con Law (everybody wants to teach Con Law, only using different amendments) and Law and Nietzsche.  Some baby lawprof is going to get Evidence rammed down his throat and he can take it or get a real job. Bummer.

It’s unclear what Rodriguez means by “teaching must be excellent.”  Does this reflect a break from the past where teaching sucked?  Does this mean that law schools will no longer be tolerant of scholars, wholly disinterested in wiping snotty noses, wasting semesters by regaling their students with their pet theories or personal peccadilloes?  What makes this confusing is that Rodriguez, according to his bio, never practiced law. Aside from a year clerking for 9th Circuit Judge Alex Kozinski, his every paycheck came from academia.  How then, one wonders, would he have the slightest clue what it takes to turn students into first-rate young lawyers?

In the comments to this post, an anonymous young (read “untenured”) professor raises the issue:


I’m a somewhat new (untenured) professor and a CJA attorney for criminal appellate matters. I take students on to do as much of the work as they’re capable of, and I teach them as much as I can commensurate with representing a (real) client. I get paid by the court, and they get paid by the court. Luckily, I’m at a school that, for all I can tell, values this experience. It also informs my teaching and scholarship in demonstrable and substantive ways. This, by the way, in addition to a heavy service load, full teaching schedule, and scholarship. Here’s the thing: I’m almost certain that if I went on the job market for a higher-tier school, I’d have to downplay or virtually hide this work.

I have to wonder whether CJA knows that he’s billing for law student hours, or whether he’s paying the law students the full freight, but I digress.  Such naivete, thinking that his appellate practice is valued in the new paradigm of teaching excellence.  Orin Kerr schools him in response.


Anon, sadly, that’s pretty much true, although it may depend somewhat on the school. I argued a Supreme Court case on an issue I had written about in my work while I was doing a visit at a higher-ranked school. I tried not to bring up the case during the visit, as my sense was that it would probably hurt my candidacy by making me seem too much like a lawyer.

For most, arguing before the Supreme Court is a highlight, a good thing that most lawyers never get to do. Not that it adds much to a lawprofs ability to turn minds of mush into first-rate lawyers, since few, if any, will ever do so, and the experience bears little correlation to what happens in the trenches, but still, it’s kind of impressive.  Not for lawprofs, however. It’s a scarlet letter, a taint, to be hidden so none of the other scholars laugh at you and call you dirty names, like lawyer.  Ewww.

But fear not, despite this environment of doing the hard and dirty work of teaching undesirable courses to unappreciative teacups.  There will still be room for scholars.


Insofar as scholarship forms an important part of the modern faculty portfolio, expectations of excellent, impactful scholarship should be high — indeed, in this difficult environment, especially high.  Law profs have an exceptionally enviable gig.  Let’s just suppose that faculty members need to demonstrate their suitability for this gig on an annual basis, and with unimpeachable evidence that they are doing their scholarly work at a level that befits this great job.


Yes, lawprofs do have “an exceptionally enviable gig,” and it is therefore hardly a burden to demand that they do pretty much exactly what they were  doing before the New Normal, like writing “excellent, impactful scholarship!” ([S]ee Harry Potter and the Half-Crazed Bureaucracy, 104 Mich. L.R. 1523 [2006].) 

The takeaway is that some rookie lawprof is going to be miserable being saddled with teaching the crap course no one else wants, like Evidence, and that the law porn finding its way to scholarly mailboxes everywhere will include the word “excellence” as often as possible.  

And as before, lawyers need not apply, because that would just feed into the arrogance of the irritants, who just don’t get what law school is really all about. 

Just Normal Apprehension

Having spent an unfortunate amount of time recently traveling on Interstate 40 in North Carolina, this story is very personal to me.  While my vehicle adhered strictly to the speed limit, as it always does, other cars whizzed by at a fairly high rate of speed, their drivers often waving at us in a holiday greeting preferred by locals using only one finger.  Driving the speed limit on I-40 is not really a good way to make friends.

But when Corporals Bass and Pope of the Sampson County sheriff’s office spied a green minivan traveling at the ridiculously high rate of speed of 73 in a 70 mile-per-hour zone, they took notice. Based upon my personal observation, it was likely because the van was the slowest vehicle on the highway by a wide margin. 

What they saw “concerned” them. From the Newspaper.com :


The second-highest court in North Carolina last week ruled police had no business stopping a car because its occupants appeared to be driving while nervous. On April 15, 2011, a pair of Sampson County sheriff’s deputies were running a speed trap on Interstate 40 when they noticed a green minivan. Corporal Bass and Pope each testified the vehicle slowed from 73 MPH to 65 MPH in the 70 MPH zone and that the driver and passenger stared straight ahead and “appeared nervous” as they passed.

The officers pulled out and caught up to the minivan. When the patrol car pulled along side, the minivan occupants did not make eye contact. The deputies claimed they saw the vehicle cross the fog line and was driving slowly, so they pulled it over for “unsafe movement.” A dashcam video of the incident shows no crossing of the fog line or other evidence of unsafe driving.

While it’s unclear to me what a “fog line” is, giving rise to some concern that I cross it as well because, well, I have no clue what they’re talking about (I don’t speak North Carolinian or Dutch), the driver’s slowing of the van to a near stand-still 59 as the police observed is as clear an indication of criminality as can be.  Same could be said of increasing speed or maintaining speed, but since those didn’t happen here, there is no reason to discuss such matters.

After stopping the car, the corporals did a consent search and found guns in suitcases belonging to the passenger of the van, who was subsequently convicted as a felon in possession. Doesn’t everybody carrying contraband in their vehicle consent to a search for no particular reason?

On appeal, Judge Cheri Beasley, writing for a  unanimous court of appeals, was dubious:


We find it hard to believe that these officers could tell Ms. Canty and defendant were ‘nervous’ as they passed by the officers on the highway and as the officers momentarily rode alongside them,” Judge Cheri Beasley wrote for the court.

The judges also dismissed the idea that the minivan’s slowing after seeing a patrol car running a speed trap [provided cause for the stop].

“The reduction in speed standing alone could be explained a number of different ways, including normal apprehension many people feel when approaching a law enforcement officer,” Judge Beasley wrote. “Nervousness, failure to make eye contact with law enforcement, and a relatively small reduction in speed is ‘conduct falling within the broad range of what can be described as normal driving behavior… Based on the totality of the circumstances, these officers lacked reasonable suspicion to initiate the traffic stop that resulted in the search and seizure of the weapons in this case.”
Remarkably, this incredibly sane decision comes from the same state that  just upheld a stop based on a mistake of law, under the newly formed legal doctrine of Quocunque. Vos es life.

Like submission to the shield, there’s this weird thing that happens to people who are around cops that the court properly describes as “apprehension.”  It’s normal. Indeed, it’s intentional. It’s one of the chief weapons of the Spanish Inquisition police to compel our acquiescence to their authority. Yet, when we do precisely as they intend us to do, it gives rise to a claim of nervousness, thereby justifying interference with our right to be left alone.

And, it’s worth noting in passing, that the court didn’t believe the cops could spy nervousness in the occupants of a green van driving 73 miles per hour anyway. 

But the story doesn’t end with a court that demonstrates a singularly clear understanding of reality. Not by a long shot, because this didn’t end up on appeal by mere kismet.


The judges declared the lawyer in this case should have filed a motion to suppress the evidence gathered during the traffic stop. Because the defense counsel was “ineffective,” the three-judge panel ordered a new trial in which the motion to suppress would likely succeed.

For all those nice folks inclined to blame the cops for doing what cops do, or hating judges for showing the police their appreciation for keeping our roads safe from green minivans, don’t forget to spread the love.  The court held:

We cannot discern a strategic advantage by not filing a motion to suppress the incriminating evidence. Defense counsel apparently realized that the search was illegal but chose not to file a motion to suppress…

In this respect, the court failed to show its deep appreciation of how things happen in the real world. Defense counsel, who was undeservedly unnamed in the opinion, was just too lazy to move to suppress, and from that the conviction flowed. This isn’t to say that a motion to suppress, even under the circumstances here, would have been successful, but that the utter failure to perform the basic function of a defense lawyer is inexcusable. 

And I didn’t get stopped once on I-40, but then, it’s my practice to never drive with a particularly nervous look on my face. Just normal apprehension.

H/T FritzMuffKnuckle






A Present For Immigrants

Despite our secular government’s tepid refusal to recognize that all the best deals on shiny merchandise are grounded in our historic Christian ethic, the Obama Administration has snuck a little gift for immigrants under the tree.  No matter how many haters prefer to arbitrarily rail against groups speaking different languages or enjoying different customs than their grandparents did, ICE-master and Obama elf Janet Napolitano announced the change :


Department of Homeland Security (DHS) Secretary Janet Napolitano has directed ICE to focus its resources on key priorities in all aspects of its immigration enforcement efforts.

This guidance limits the use of detainers to individuals who meet the department’s enforcement priorities and restricts the use of detainers against individuals arrested for minor misdemeanor offenses such as traffic offenses and other petty crimes, helping to ensure that available resources are focused on apprehending felons, repeat offenders and other ICE priorities.

Merry Christmas! You no longer have to cower in the corner for fear of deportation over getting a ticket for that broken taillight. ICE will not send out the SWAT team to get you. In fact, unless they stumble over you, chances of your being deported are fairly small.

The  New York Times applauds this huge shift in immigration enforcement.


The new policy places stricter conditions on when Immigration and Customs Enforcement sends requests, known as detainers, to local law-enforcement agencies asking them to hold suspected immigration violators in jail until the government can pick them up. Detainers will be issued for serious offenders — those who have been convicted or charged with a felony, who have three or more misdemeanor convictions, or have one conviction or charge for misdemeanor crimes like sexual abuse, drunken driving, weapons possession or drug trafficking. Those who illegally re-entered the country after having been deported or posing a national-security threat would also be detained. But there would be no detainers for those with no convictions or records of only petty offenses like traffic violations.

Most people reading this will be satisfied by the vague rhetoric, distinguishing “serious” from “petty” and muttering to themselves, “that sounds about right.”  Those of us in the trenches, whose clients have lived in this wonderful country for decades, who have paid taxes and bought homes, raised children and started businesses, recognize the worthlessness of such characterizations. 

And indeed, if you look a little closer, it becomes readily apparent.  Drunk driving?  So a guy named Jose blows a .08% BAC into a magic black box and never breathes free American air again after the detainer falls, his wife and three kids wondering how they will feed themselves as Jose is returned to a country he left at 3 months of age?

A crime in this country is 97% established by the fact of arrest.  It may be the result of conduct that both justifies punishment and was in fact committed by the guy in cuffs.  Never forget that people do engage in criminal conduct, harm others and could stand a vacation at Club Fed. 

The fact that they cop a plea doesn’t make them guilty or a threat to society. It makes them afraid. It makes them fearful that the alternative, trial, risks even more.  But for this group, it’s not just a draconian sentence, but one followed by a flight to a place far away from the life they worked so hard to create. 

But at least the government won’t go out of its way to deport heinous traffic offenders anymore. Or, as the New York Times says, “those with no convictions.”  Is this supposed to be a miracle, that the United States of America will cease deporting people who have done absolutely nothing wrong?

When Congress amended the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1952 in 1996 to make legal immigrants deportable for the commission of “aggravated felonies” under §101(a)(43), it didn’t seem like such a terrible idea.  After all, the words said it was limited to “felonies,” which had an understood meaning of crimes punishable by more than a year in prison and thus recognized to be serious, and further enhanced by the word “aggravated,” which wasn’t entirely clear but suggested an even higher level of seriousness than the norm.

Somehow, this has come to mean pretty much everything bad that can be twisted in any way to make it sound threatening, awful or dangerous.  It’s pretty easy to make any crime sound dangerous with a few well-placed nasty words. 

Worse still, Congress applied it retroactively, so that crimes that happened 50 years ago were fair game for deportation, back at a time when the decision to plead guilty and take probation had no deportation consequences.

But hey, it’s not like the good people of this country care about giving immigrants a break. After all, we got ours, so screw ’em.  They’re taking our jobs, like mowing lawns for 12 hours a day at minimum wage and denying this vast wealth building opportunity to our children.  We can’t have that.

Sealing borders is hard, especially with all those tunnels and desperate people willing to risk their lives walking across arid lands to provide a better life for their children.  That’s why the government has come up with this significant change in immigration policy, proving itself tough but fair by limiting the strict enforcement of deportation policies to only the most heinous of legal immigrants.  Never again will they deport an immigrant who has done absolutely nothing wrong, unless, of course, they happen to get caught up in our criminal justice system and, under threat of decades in prison, decide a plea is the only sane option.

But since our criminal justice system is the best in the world and never makes mistakes, it’s understandable that the New York Times is kvelling over the new policy.  What could possibly go wrong? Feliz Navidad!




No Joy in Webster

Fires know no religion and take no holidays, so when the alarm went off in Webster, northeast of Rochester, volunteer firefighters Michael J. Chiapperini, 43, and Tomasz Kaczowka, 19, went to work.  On Christmas Day, 2012, they no longer live. Had they died fighting the fire, it would have been mere tragedy, but that was a risk they knowingly undertook.

Dying in a hail of bullets as they and other vollies approached the burning house wasn’t part of the deal.  Fire isn’t the only thing that persists despite the joyous season.  So too does mental illness, of the sort that manifests itself in pointless murder.

The  New York Times explains:



But it apparently was a trap, the authorities said. There were a house and a car burning. There was also a waiting killer, who had stationed himself like a sniper on a berm above the firefighters.

Before they could begin to extinguish the fire, the firefighters were met by a burst of gunfire. Four were hit by the volley of bullets, and two died.

For a few hours, the scene was chaotic: flames ignited adjacent houses as the police frantically searched for the gunman. They would find him dead near the beach, with a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head.


There will be no trial or soul searching. The shooter, 62-year-old William Spengler, is dead too, and almost certainly mentally ill. There is no reason to suspect he held any particular malice toward the two dead firefighters, but they just happened to be the ones who showed.  Just doing their volunteer job of saving lives and property.

Since the Newtown tragedy, talking heads angrily debate the solution so that it never happens again.  And yet it did, even if it was outside a school and the victims weren’t first graders.  Only people whose perspective is warped argue over which innocent victim’s death is worse. They are all needless and horrible. They were all deserving of life.

All the pieces happened again in Webster. Guns. Mental illness. People who didn’t deserve to die, but did.  Differences, for sure, but death unifies the stories. 

Most people will rejoice in the fact that Stengler, the madman who murdered the two and wounded others, took his own life, just as they did for Adam Lanza, the Newtown shooter.  Maybe I’m the only one who takes no comfort in the death of either. Perhaps they are as evil as most will assume, but they were still human beings, and they both suffered from their own demons who took a beautiful, pure baby and turned them into killers.  Maybe with the right care, they would have done nothing to make their name known as a killer. 

Despite all the years Stengler spent in prison, from 1981 to 1998, for bludgeoning his 92-yearold grandmother to death, he apparently didn’t come out more mentally sound than he went in. So much for the benefits of prison for the mentally ill. 

Presents under trees have been turned into cinders.  Presents under trees will go unopened this morning. Instead, the ground will be opened to accept the remains of the victims.  And there will be more angry debate and name calling about guns, mental illness and armed guards in schools, each voice screaming about how its solution is right and everyone else is stupid, evil, liberal and deportable.

This presupposes that there are solutions to all the bad things man can do.  Pieces of the arguments make sense, but only to a degree that can be embraced by the myopic and simplistic.  We are a wondrous and terrible creature. We do acts of kindness and terror.  We show monumental compassion and horrible hatred.  We are strong and fragile.  Every solution has its merit, and yet fails to fix who and what we are.  Anyone who can’t see the arguments on all sides chooses to be blind.

For the families of the dead firefighters, Christmas Day will be a day of mourning, arranging for funerals and trying to find an explanation for why this happened to them.  They won’t find an answer, even though they may grab hold of anything that brings them a slight degree of comfort.  They are entitled to whatever brings them comfort.

The rest of us are not entitled to seize other people’s tragedies and use them for our own purposes.  Not even if emotions are strong, and we really, really believe our solution is the answer.  There is no magic bullet that will end tragedy and violence at the hands of human beings.  If you feel the need to do something, anything, then gather your children today, Christmas Day, make them put down their shiny new electronic toys and make sure they know they are loved. 

While even this won’t prevent mental illness or access to a weapon, whether a gun or bomb, a speeding car, machete or fire, it is one of the few things we, as human beings, can do to make this a better world.  And no one will call you mean names for doing so.

A Full Bag of Holiday Cheer

It was near the corner of 57th and 10th, midtown but far enough west that no respectable person was likely to see it.  There is little information as to the homeless man involved, except that he was eventually taken away by ambulance.  And not because he had a bullet embedded in any part of his body.

But  the image is still very wrong.



and…



There are other photos, all similarly mundane, but for the fact that they show a homeless man being held in a body bag on the sidewalk.

Ignite Revolution described the scene:


The man could be heard saying to the officers, “you´ve had me on the ground for an hour! I can´t get transported or nothing!? when you take this off my eyes, I´m taking everybody´s names and numbers!” In response, the officers just stood around laughing because they know, just as well as we all do, that NYPD officers can get away with almost any kind of mental, verbal, or physical abuse and violence against those they arrest.

Without question, it reflects a horrible lack of respect for the homeless man, in stark contrast to the recent act of kindness when a cop gave another homeless man boots.  The problem is that one act of kindness doesn’t excuse another act of callousness.

But as bad, as disrespectful,as these photos appear, they are much better than a body bag filled with a dead or injured person.  The reality on 57th and 10th, and plenty of other places around Manhattan, is that there are homeless people who are mentally ill or drug addicts, and can ;present a threat to others.  It isn’t a question of blaming someone, but saving someone.  They aren’t always easy to save.

What I prefer to see remarkable about these images, particularly given the season, is that the police didn’t subdue the fellow with force, whether taser, club or Glock, but held him until an ambulance arrived to take him somewhere warm and safe.  It may not be so, but I hope it is.

Yes, it was an ugly scene on the hard sidewalk, and it would have been far better had there been some minor display of human respect. Laughing at the man in the body bag didn’t help, and reflects what most of us have come to dislike immensely about police.  Are we here for their amusement?

But they didn’t harm him. They didn’t kill him. That makes this far better than many things that happened in the past year, and it’s something for which we can be grateful.