The Yearbook Controversy: Gloria Allred Gives Moore The Issue That He Was So Desperately Seeking In Election

downloadI have been critical of the representation afforded by Gloria Allred and her daughter Lisa Bloom in past cases, including the rapid calling of press conferences at the height of news cycles.  Bloom has had public squabbles with clients including Harvey Weinstein and Kathy Griffin.  While media management is part of zealous representation, there are times when I am left uncertain as to the legal strategy behind press conferences.  In the case of Allred’s representation of Roy Moore accuser Beverly Nelson, the press conference has not only resulted in her being nationally ridiculed but she is now accused of falsifying Moore’s signature on a yearbook.  Allred’s defense of her client on the charge has been so anemic and uncertain that many have taken it as a concession.  As a result, Allred has given Moore just the issue to paint all of these women as liars and made the failure to turn over the yearbook the element of doubt that he was so desperately searching for in this scandal.  Just as I was critical of Moore’s counsel, this situation could not be worse for Allred’s client.  This was a predictable attack that Allred should have anticipated and had a response (other than we will turn over the yearbook in time) to blunt the attack on her client . . . better parading her in front of cameras.

 

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The Not So Goodman: Ohio Religious Right Legislator Resigns After Tryst With Man In Capitol Office

b62e592ba2199bfd88b51afdf13c49afWes Goodman  is the Republican state legislator for Ohio who ran on a religious right agenda of opposing LGBT rights and same sex marriage.  His career ended last week after the discovery of Goodman having sex with a man in his office.  Things that makes this legislator less of a good man is not his apparent homosexuality but his dishonesty and hypocrisy.  He is not only married to a woman but has been a leading voice against homosexuals.

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Rev. Jim Bakker: Buy My Pancake Mix Or Make Flapjacks In Hell?

Screen Shot 2017-11-18 at 6.26.28 PM.pngJim Bakker was last seen by most people after his sex scandal and then sentencing for fraud.  Now he is back and he will totting pancake mix.  Bakker is shilling for people to call a 1-888 phone number to give him $60 (plus shipping) for a bucket of pancake mix.  The alternative appears to be starving your children and handing them over to the Biblical Beast.

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Aim High: Military Pilot Draws Giant Phallus Above Washington State

DOyF6cMUQAEFaTEIt seems that Naval Aviators are taking a cue from their Air Force counterparts and “aiming high.”  In what may be the greatest example of male exaggeration, a Naval pilot drew a giant phallus in the skies above Okanogan, Washington.  I am ready to represent the pilot and argue that this is really nothing more than a cowboy hat and that the suggestion of anything more is merely an example of sexual repression revealed in an aerial Rorschach test.

 

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Detroit Officers Posing As Drug Dealers Get Into Brawl With Detroit Officers Posing As Drug Buyers

downloadIt appears that crime is so low in Detroit that police are left trying to arrest each other.  On the East side of Detroit, the 12th Precinct sent in a team of special ops officers to pretend to be drug dealers.  At the same time, the 11th Precinct sent in officers pretending to a drug buyers. The rest will long be the subject of law enforcement legend.

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From Exclusion to Expulsion to Acceptance: There Are No Good Options In Dealing With Senator Roy Moore

senate_large_sealJudge_Roy_MooreBelow is my column in USA Today on the plan to bar Roy Moore from taking his Senate seat, if he is elected in Alabama.  For once in his checkered career, Moore would actually have the constitution on his side in challenging such efforts.  Like the KüblerRoss model of the stages of grief, the Senate may have to move from exclusion to expulsion to acceptance of a Senator Moore.

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