So after getting all nauseatingly emo about the ethics of avoiding confrontation with assholes, I promptly got into a confrontation with an asshole today after court.
Said asshole, a plaintiff's lawyer, who has subpoenaed a bizarre array of irrelevant witnesses in the case, expressed skepticism about my qualifications to enter into the case on behalf of the defendant. "It's true," says I, "that I have never represented a defendant in a case in which the plaintiff has inexplicably subpoenaed [high city official] to testify. However, I once prosecuted a tax protester who attempted to subpoena Oliver Wendell Holmes. So I was hoping to extrapolate."
In my defense, I never said I'm perfect. Also, it was a lawyer, so it wasn't the same as being nasty to a person.
It's strictly one day at a time around here in Ken's moral gymnasium.
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