Two sides to every story.

As our Reader(s)™ might have gathered from prior posts, I did not go to law school straight from college. Instead, I kicked around for several years trying to “make it” with my band. During that time, I worked in a couple of restaurants and also as a production worker in a factory (really it was a high-speed bakery but if you tell people you worked in a bakery they get an image of hipsters making artisanal breads. This job was not that. The factory made and bagged 3000 pounds of bread every 12 minutes).

In August 2000, I started law school. About the same time that I started law school, an African-American co-worker of mine from the restaurant (who I liked a lot and always worked really hard at what was a really crappy minimum wage job) pled guilty to 1st degree reckless homicide and was sentenced to 40 years in prison followed by 20 years of supervised release. When his incarceration ends in November 2040, I will probably be a retired grandparent. I can’t guess what life will be like for my former coworker then. He and I are the same age and I have no idea how an ex-con in their mid-70s would find employment.

I was thinking of my friend today because I just got back from vacation and am catching up on the chaos in Ferguson, Missouri. In reading about the story, it reminded me that one day my friend and I were working and I described to him how early one morning the police had found me passed out against a tree in my neighborhood and had given me a ride home rather than arrest me. My coworker looked at me with incredulity and said “Adam, your dealings with the police are a lot different than mine.” He then described a number of incidents of what is now called driving while black.

I do not have any big thoughts to share about Ferguson but whenever there is a story about possible police misconduct, I wonder whether the dealings with the police that the reporter/pundit/blogger/internet commentator has had are more similar to mine or my former coworkers.

More on executions

Last week, I posted about an execution in Arizona where the condemned prisoner took almost two hours to die. Part of the post, and the comments, questioned whether the drugs used in the execution where the proper ones. Whatever the problems with Arizona's execution methods, Missouri does not seem to have similar issues.

Wanda Brown is tired of being called a racist.

Ms. Brown, a Repblican member of the Missouri House of Representatives, told the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, that the legislation that the Missouri House passed last week does not "speak of racisim."  Accordingly, Ms. Brown is, "tired of being called racist."  What is the legislation you ask?  A "birther bill" requiring presidential candidates to provide a birth certificate in order to be placed on the Missouri presidential ballot.  The Post-Dispatch notes, that "If approved, Missouri could become the first state to require such documents. It would go into effect in time for the 2016 election."  Given that the governor of Missouri is Jay Nixon, a Democrat, I am not sure what set of circumstances would allow the bill to become law.

As Groucho Marx might have said but did not, “I know Missouri is the Show-Me State, but this is ridiculous.”