First thing this morning, my blog received a visit from some unnamed individual who bravely took me to task for “not caring” about doing my job. The basis of the pseudonymous complaint was the thought that instead of “moaning and whining” on my blog, I should “get off [my] butt and away from [my] keyboard and get involved and get it fixed.” The publicity-shy soul further indicated that lawyers like me don’t really care about anyone’s liberty and rights unless it impacts — as in “improves, or at least does not harm” I guess — our wallets.
Clearly, the unnamed individual does not know me, or anything about me. Or most other criminal defense attorneys, for that matter.
Call Somebody Who Cares
When I was in high school, a common taunt when anyone complained about something was, “Here’s a dime: call somebody who cares.”
Thing is, in the 1970s, if you wanted to actually follow that advice, it wasn’t much of a problem. You simply offered to accept the dime — later a quarter — found a phone booth, and dialed the number you’d memorized for those who might actually care.
As Stephen Petrick recently learned, it doesn’t quite work that way anymore.
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