To be filed under "Categories of stuff you never
thought you'd see"
Had a spare moment at work today, between
swearing personal allegiance to the office of the president, and plotting the
next country to invade to browse a couple of my more favored sites (which of
course means each of yours, assuming in fact, that you maintain one).
When I ran across this blog (courtesy of the ever thought
provoking Oxblog).
Turns out that there's actually a
groupie for federal court justices, who would no doubt be amazed to find that
they have a role in yet another "hot or not"
contest.
Now, it's my opinion that
it's rather important to stake out a "niche" position in the blogosphere. I'm
nearly certain that I own the entire blogo-market for graying senior naval
officers who once flew FA-18s and ride a motorcycle to work in San Diego from
the North County, Coastal. If that's what you're looking for, I'm pretty sure
you'll only find it here.
Still, it
surprised me somewhat that there is also a market for
News, gossip, and
colorful commentary about the federal
judiciary.
I would have thought that
had the same market cache as pirated chess championship
videos.
Who
knew?
Kimba Wood is in there, aged 60. You go, gir...
um, judge.
Wood, you may or may not
remember, was the first judge to follow WJC's retracted nomination of Zoe Baird to be the AG. after Baird got into a
little trouble with employing "undocumented" aliens off the books. Wood's
nomination was also retracted , although it turns out she was in
compliance with current law on the same kind of
issue.
Which is a shame, really,
because the only thing that would salve the wound of not having an AG named Zoe
would have been to defer to one named
Kimba.
I
think.
Especially because, as it
turns out, Wood is considered a damn fine jurist by those forced to go before
her for decisions. Fair, well prepared and intellectually
rigorous.
And we had to settle on a
"Janet." How
pedestrian.
Anyway. while I'm on the
topic of federal law (you had to know I'd sneak something in), I'm beginning to
feel a little less charitable about ol' Sandy Berger. It's one thing to leave your
office with the secret hard drive still plugged in, or a confidential comms
spectra message under your blotter. Stuffing "code word" top secret documents,
drafts of how your administration stumbled into the Millennium Plot into your
trousers, or socks or whatever, is a little harder to
understand.
Code Word is serious
stuff. You don't "inadvertently" take that stuff home, and then lose
it.
Not without paying the piper, you
don't.
How did I get here, starting
with the hotties of the federal bench, and detouring through Clinton-era AG
nominees and settling on the Clinton-era National Security Advisor's
trousers?
It's a mystery, even to
me.
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