by Last Night in Little Rock
When Kenneth Starr was running around the Arkansas and D.C. woods like a hound dog in heat looking for the non-existent goods on Clinton, he insisted that everybody address him as "Judge Starr," even though he resigned his lifetime appointment to have a better shot at the Supreme Court and then blew it by being a neo-con witchhunter. He no longer had the right to even suggest he be called "Judge," unless he wanted his wife, children, and maid to do it.
Today, as Dean of the Pepperdine Law School, he moved the admission of several lawyers into the Bar of the Supreme Court. The Chief Justice referred to him as "Dean Starr." Finally, somebody humbled the unhumbleable.
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