OK, so I kind of feel like hell today. \u00a0I’m not saying I got sick from eating a sandwich at Subway yesterday, but I’m definitely not *NOT* saying that as well, if you get my drift and I think you do. \u00a0So, I kind of want to go sleep.<\/p>\n
But, in yet another in our interminable discussions on handling of classified materials and testimony, a fairly interesting colloquy came up. \u00a0Now, remember that on Day 1 we discussed a case of volcanic shits, on Day 2 we talked about the lack of Olives and Honey constituting heinous psychological terror, and yesterday if you missed it, a guard allegedly smuggled in 50 Shades of Grey to set up a detainee or some other bullshit<\/a>. \u00a0(This caused me to snark to a fellow attorney that\u00a0“This is getting 50 Shades of Ridiculous.” His response: “getting? . . . we crossed that line the 10th hour into the arraignment.”)<\/p>\n So anyway, today they are talking about what happens if an article in a magazine is potentially classified, and the defense attorney needs to discuss it with his\/her client…. \u00a0So the example they used was “How to Make a Bomb in your Mom’s Kitchen” from the magazine Inspire. \u00a0This is where I sat up. \u00a0And then one of the defense attorneys and the judge started talking about what would happen if they had to subpoena the author of that piece.<\/p>\n I’ll tell you what would happen if he showed up: \u00a0I’d run faster than Usain Bolt to get the fug out of here. \u00a0Dude that wrote that was My Pet Jawa’s buddy Samir Khan, who got turned into a fine red mist about 2 years ago from watching 98 straight hours of Spongebob, and getting a hellfire missile shot up his ass, mostly the hellfire up his ass. \u00a0So if that mofo shows up, it means we’ve gone total World War Z, and I’m the only dickhead on this island without either firearms or a metal cage around me that could be protective.<\/p>\n So, now I’m too afraid of Zombies to sleep, I’ve been shitting like bin Attash<\/a>, and I don’t get the cartoon channel here. \u00a0So I guess I’ll sit my happy ass right here and hope old Sami boy doesn’t get called to teh stand.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"