Yet one more reason I wish Law and Order were still on the air, "ripping stories from the headlines" like this one.
Maybe it's me - okay, it's definitely me - but I'm positive that if I were up on 24 counts of law-breaking related to various misdeeds that took place while I held a pretty responsible public position in government, the last thing on my mind would be "tweeting" everyday about the hours I spent in Court.
The question is: are the tweets protected? Can the prosecution use them? Isn't this akin to trying your case in the court of public opinion?
Adam Schiff would never stand for it. And he'd never, ever use the word Tweet.
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Showing posts with label Jack McCoy. Show all posts
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Wednesday, June 09, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Yes, one more scrap of proof that I have issues.
Although in this case, twenty years can't be wrong.
I started watching Law and Order when my first son was born in 1990. I have clear memories of bravely fighting sleep at 10 pm, and making it through the arrest before falling asleep on the loveseat. I don't think I saw anyone prosecuted (10:30 pm - 11 pm) until at least 1995.
I also remember startling myself awake one night to the sound of a baby in distress and starting up the stairs to check on him. My husband stopped me and said, "It's on TV." Ah - Law and Order; got it. This is partly why I could watch the show for years and they were all new. I never saw the second half.
My attraction to the show never faded; in fact I've shared the experience with my boys, who agree that Jack McCoy is fiercesome.
All this to say, it's the end of an era. (Note: a brief but sincere "thanks for trying," to James.) I'm not sure I'll be literally wearing a black arm band on Monday, but I'll want to. As my brief homage, I offer today's Daily Caller column.
Enjoy.
I started watching Law and Order when my first son was born in 1990. I have clear memories of bravely fighting sleep at 10 pm, and making it through the arrest before falling asleep on the loveseat. I don't think I saw anyone prosecuted (10:30 pm - 11 pm) until at least 1995.
I also remember startling myself awake one night to the sound of a baby in distress and starting up the stairs to check on him. My husband stopped me and said, "It's on TV." Ah - Law and Order; got it. This is partly why I could watch the show for years and they were all new. I never saw the second half.
My attraction to the show never faded; in fact I've shared the experience with my boys, who agree that Jack McCoy is fiercesome.
All this to say, it's the end of an era. (Note: a brief but sincere "thanks for trying," to James.) I'm not sure I'll be literally wearing a black arm band on Monday, but I'll want to. As my brief homage, I offer today's Daily Caller column.
Enjoy.
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