"WHO'S THE JUDGE?" HE WHISPERED, SOMEWHAT CONSPIRATORIALLY, TO ME, AS I AWAITED MY CAR IN HIS DOWNTOWN KC PARKING GARAGE.
BEING A YOUNG LAWYER IN 1986, NEWLY ON MY OWN, I NEITHER KNEW NOR CARED WHO THE JUDGE WAS; AND WAS PUZZLED BY HIS QUESTION.
I WAS JUST GLAD TO BE GOING TO COURT.
NOW, DECADES LATER, I REALIZE THE SINGULARITY OF THAT QUESTION.
Friday, August 9, 2013
'WHO'S THE JUDGE?'
"WHO'S THE JUDGE?" HE WHISPERED, SOMEWHAT CONSPIRATORIALLY, TO ME, AS I AWAITED MY CAR IN HIS DOWNTOWN KC PARKING GARAGE.
BEING A YOUNG LAWYER IN 1986, NEWLY ON MY OWN, I NEITHER KNEW NOR CARED WHO THE JUDGE WAS; AND WAS PUZZLED BY HIS QUESTION.
I WAS JUST GLAD TO BE GOING TO COURT.
NOW, DECADES LATER, I REALIZE THE SINGULARITY OF THAT QUESTION.
