We’ve now all seen Robert
Mueller on TV. I, for one, still haven’t read his report. But I have been
thinking about Attorney General Bill Barr’s argument that Trump couldn’t have
obstructed justice because there was no underlying crime, or at least not enough evidence of an
underlying crime.
I’ve tried to think of a
simple example to explain this to myself (keep in mind, I’m not a lawyer, so I
have about as much insight into these matters as Rudy Giuliani does.) Here’s
the hypothetical I came up with.
Let's say the police in Bedford Falls have a
confidential informant who knows that some guy, Brad, has 3 pounds of heroin under
his bed. This CI (or "this rat", as Donald Trump would call him) tells the
police, as confidential informants do. The police get a warrant to search
Brad's apartment. Brad sees them coming, quickly bars his reinforced steel
door, refuses to answer the police’s pounding on it, while his girlfriend,
Beverly, flushes the heron down the toilet. Brad successfully prevents the cops
from entering the apartment until all traces of the smack are gone. Whew, that
was close!
Voilà! Brad did his damnedest to delay the police searching his
apartment, but he didn’t “obstruct justice” because, at the end of the day, the
police found no evidence of a crime. No evidence of a crime means no crime, means no justice to obstruct. Perfectly logical, I guess.
Friday, May 31, 2019
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Gain, or Just Pain?
The Dow has dropped almost 1000 points (-3.6%) in the
past week due to worries about Donald Trump’s trade war with China. To be fair,
that’s not as bad as the 11% drop the market suffered on the eve of Trump’s
government shutdown last December. But, the trading week is still young.
Anyway, it’s been fascinating to follow what some
Trump supporters have been saying on Twitter and other media about this
escalating war. Of course, Trump himself has said trade wars are good and easy
to win, that his tariffs are forcing China to pay back billions of dollars that
it has unfairly taken from America. The picture he paints is gain, with no pain.
At the same time, Trump critics -- and others who are
not ignorant of economics -- have been happily pointing out that, in fact, it’s
American companies or consumers who pay the costs of tariffs. Even Larry Kudlow,
Trump’s TV economic adviser, had to admit something like this on Fox News over the
weekend. And now I’ve been seeing some comments from Trump supporters pop up on
Twitter conceding the point that Trump’s trade policies do hurt Americans, but
that this pain is an acceptable cost of a trade war. As they see it, Trump
voters -- for example Midwest dairy farmers -- are happy to sacrifice their
livelihood, if that helps to punish China for its infringement of US intellectual
property rights. It goes without saying that compulsory pain and sacrifice for
the greater good is not what Trump promised them. Maybe Trump should have been
more honest with them. But who are we kidding? They probably still love him
anyway.
Make no mistake, the stealing of IP by China is a
serious issue. And perhaps we should be grateful that Wisconsin dairy farmers
are willing to risk losing family farms to put a stop to it. On the other hand,
they are also being rewarded for their sacrifice with billions of taxpayer
money, so that surely helps.
And as Senator Tom Cotton of Arkansas has reminded us,
it’s not as if anyone is sacrificing their lives (yet) in this trade war, the
way US soldiers do every day for the cause of...something...not sure what,
exactly...but something anyway.
So, if anyone suffers a loss in the stock market (and
I don’t mean just Wall Street types, but also the forgotten men and women of
forgotten West Virginia), they shouldn’t take it too hard and just be happy
that they’re doing their part in Trump's unstinting campaign to stick it to the Chinese and make them share America’s pain.
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
Pining for a Paling?
I’ve
been reading “War and Peace” lately. In fact, for the last couple of years. Or
has it been more like three years? A long time, in any case, and during that
long, long journey, I’ve sometimes encountered words totally unknown to me,
words in my own language. Many of these have to do with different kinds of
horse-drawn carriages or military gear used in the early 19th
century. I should look up the meaning of these newly discovered bits of my
native tongue, I know, but often I don’t. One that I did look up recently, or rather, Googled (who uses a physical dictionary these days?) was the word “paling”.
This
word appeared around page 1080 of “War and Peace”, as the book is beginning to
wind down. Only a couple hundred or so pages left to go! At this point in the
story, Napoleon’s Grande Armée is evacuating Moscow, carting away troves of
loot and herding along in its exodus hundreds of wretched Russian prisoners, including Pierre
(Count Pyotr Bezúkhov), one of the main characters.
As this unhappy mass of
militarized or subjugated humanity slowly pass through the Khamovniky quarter, one of the few districts
of Moscow that had not been incinerated, Pierre’s fellow prisoners surge to
one side of the road to look with shock at something at the base of a church.
Pierre
also strains to see the object and learns it is “… the body of a man, set
upright against the paling [around the church], with its face smeared with
soot.”
Paling.
I had to look it up. Turns out it’s a wooden fence made up of pointy tipped slabs.
Or slats, if you will. Basically, a picket fence.
Now
that the US is in the midst of a government shutdown over Trump’s border wall
-- with the semantics being bandied around of what is and isn’t a wall, a steel-slat
fence, a barrier, or a what have you -- “paling” seems a good word to know.
Maybe
in his fitful dreams deep in the night Trump sees before him a concrete wall morphing
into a fence morphing into steel slats morphing into a paling morphing into anything, anything he can
point to and claim protects America. Anything at all. And I doubt it would bother him one bit if there's a dead body propped up against it. Maybe in his mind that's the only way you can know it's working.
Friday, October 26, 2018
It's Always the Media's Fault
Trump may have a point when he recently blamed the media for the angry rhetoric that perhaps prompted some domestic terrorist to try to kill 10 Democrats. Makes some sense. It works like this.
Trump repeatedly says violent, incendiary things.
The media report about the violent, incendiary things Trump says.
The American public listening to the media hear about the violent, incendiary things Trump says.
Some unstable person hearing the violent, incendiary things Trump has said, as reported by the media, decides to take matters into his own hands.
If the media didn't report the violent, incendiary things Trump says, then maybe this unstable person would never realize that he should be so angry at Democrats.
Without the media to carry Trump's message, this unstable person would never, ever hear Trump's violent, incendiary language. That is, unless this person was one of the thousands who go to Trump's rallies to hear the president's violent, incendiary language in person. Or unless he follows Trump on Twitter.
But, no, that can't be it. Surely it's the fault of the messenger, not the source of the violent, incendiary message itself.
Trump repeatedly says violent, incendiary things.
The media report about the violent, incendiary things Trump says.
The American public listening to the media hear about the violent, incendiary things Trump says.
Some unstable person hearing the violent, incendiary things Trump has said, as reported by the media, decides to take matters into his own hands.
If the media didn't report the violent, incendiary things Trump says, then maybe this unstable person would never realize that he should be so angry at Democrats.
Without the media to carry Trump's message, this unstable person would never, ever hear Trump's violent, incendiary language. That is, unless this person was one of the thousands who go to Trump's rallies to hear the president's violent, incendiary language in person. Or unless he follows Trump on Twitter.
But, no, that can't be it. Surely it's the fault of the messenger, not the source of the violent, incendiary message itself.
Tuesday, March 13, 2018
Gangland Diplomacy
As North Korea has rapidly advanced its nuclear weapons
capability over the last year or more, I have often been reminded of a movie
starring Kevin Kline and Danny Glover. Well, one scene anyway.
That scene also
sprung to mind last week after Donald Trump suddenly announced that he will
have a face-to-face meeting with Kim Jong-un, following months of incendiary threats
from both sides.
In the meantime, there has been a lot
of public chatter about the wisdom of Trump’s meeting and its possible outcome. Previously, Trump has called for North Korea to end its nuclear program, or even to give up its nuclear weapons completely. To me, it seems that nuclear genie is already out of the
bottle. It ain't going to happen.
Many pundits have also pointed out how exceptional it is for a sitting
president to agree to such a meeting as a first step in a high-stakes negotiation.
Someone observed that, by agreeing to meet, Trump already conceded to Kim something he has long craved, a sign of respect, an acknowledgement of legitimacy.
And
this again made me think of Kevin Kline and Danny Glover in what is to me the
most memorable scene in Lawrence Kasdan’s 1991 movie “Grand Canyon”. This is
what happens:
A man, Mack (played by Kline),
leading a sheltered, affluent life in L.A. finds himself alone and stranded when his car breaks down after midnight in a dangerous, deserted part of town. He
manages to call for a tow truck just before his phone dies. It doesn’t take
long for a passing street gang to notice his predicament and take interest in
Mack's luxury car. Just when he’s about to become a victim of robbery or worse,
the tow truck arrives, driven by the street-smart Simon (Danny Glover), who
quickly and coolly hooks up the car, despite the tense situation.
The leader
of the gang, Rocstar, now threatens Simon, pulls a gun on him. Simon tries to
talk Rocstar down, asking him for the favor of leaving in peace with the car.
After some back and forth, with the gun pointed the whole time at Simon,
Rocstar says:
“I’m gonna grant you that
favor, and I’m gonna expect you to remember it if we ever meet again. But tell
me this, are you asking me as a sign of respect, or are you asking because I’ve
got the gun?”
Simon replies. “Man, the world ain’t supposed to work like this.
I mean, maybe you don’t know that yet. I’m supposed to be able to do my job
without having to ask you if I can. That dude is supposed to be able to wait
with his car without you ripping him off. Everything is supposed to be
different than it is.”
Rocstar demands, “So, what’s your answer?”
With a world-weary matter-of-factness, Simon responds,
“You ain’t got the gun, we ain’t having this conversation.”
“That’s what I
thought,” Rocstar says. “No gun, no respect. That’s why I always got the gun.”
This is why I fear it’s unrealistic to
expect North Korea to ever give up its nukes, no doubt having learned the lessons of
what happened to Muammar Gaddafi and the nation of Ukraine, that is: "no nukes, no respect".
It's also surely a message driven home by being granted an unprecedented meeting with a US president. I think it’s an ugly message, but maybe that’s the way gangland diplomacy works.
It's also surely a message driven home by being granted an unprecedented meeting with a US president. I think it’s an ugly message, but maybe that’s the way gangland diplomacy works.
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