Read on a break from prepping for next week's Allains trial: "We are storytellers, an amalgam of journalists, entertainers, poets, jugglers and dodge artists. We sling ink and binary bytes. This does not make us the Supreme Court justices we sometimes like to think we are. Look deep enough into anybody's life, you'll find another fine mess in there somewhere. You'll find a story to tell. The question is, to me ... what do you do with it then? All I know for sure is, there's an awful lot of crap written and said about who's a good guy and who's a bad guy, a bunch of unknowledgeable, exploitive, easy-bake crap, crap that comes down so heavy sometimes I feel like I should wear a hat ... racial, immature, jealous human crap. In the end, over time, by fate, God, life, whatever you want to call it, a denouement always comes that is instructive. It's one thing to be human, with a telling life story. It's another thing to have it told while you're on trial." (Read the rest of Ralph Wiley's column.)
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