Free Dickie
The smart new fashion statement for this fall, besides Sarah Palin eyeglasses and Obama flag lapel pins, is of course the Free Dickie T-shirt, as seen below.
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I got this T-shirt from Alan Lange of the blog Y'all Politics. Not sure what Alan's price points are, but he can tell you if you're interested. I know I'll wear mine proudly as I join the next omnibus protest march in Portland, or on visiting day in Ashland, Kentucky.
Interestingly, I heard the other day -- indirectly, from his researcher -- about a journalist writing what is supposed to be the definitive book on Dickie Scruggs. I think I remember which paper he works for, but maybe he's trying to stay below the radar for now, so I won't say. My suggestion for a title? Sweet Potatoes, Lies and Videotape. Exit question: where is P.L. Blake? Might make for a nice interview for the book if someone knows where he is -- I'm sure he'll be glad to sit down with the writer for a good chin-wag. As someone once said to me, if you want to find Blake, you'll have to put the corn on the ground.
More blogging to come this morning about the McIntosh case. It appears I'll be able to get back to somewhat of a normal blogging routine -- knock on wood.
You need to put a close-up picture of the back of the Tee.
Well praise the Lord, you're back!
You got that right. Praise the Lord . . . and pass the ammunition!
Ha! And just in time for McIntosh... Rigsby depos still set for tommorrow, I think.
I fell out of my chair when I saw that motion. "In light of these facts, Plaintiffs have concluded that: (i) State Farm had a reasonable basis for taking the position it did regarding coverage under Plaintiffs’ homeowners policy; (ii) there is no credible evidence that State Farm engaged in bad faith with respect to the adjustment of plaintiff’ claims under their homeowners’ policy; (iii) there is no credible evidence of any other conduct which can arguable give rise to punitive damages."
EXCUSE ME? For three YEARS mud has been flung all over the place and now its just--oops, we boo-boo'd, sorry, yall. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
Thrilled your back and anxious to read your interpretation of what just happened in the McIntosh case. I too have been following that case from the beginning and was quite surprised to see the new moves. Does it have anything to do with the Rigsby friends depositions that Rigsby had the originals of the engineers reports and the sticky note? Do you think the carrier and adjusting firm will follow up with actions against ABC for publishing the Rigsby story? What do you think Merlin has up his sleeve for follow up activity against others ...even the Rigsby's themselves for violations of privacy laws,etc releasing information from the McIntosh's claim file?
Re definitive journalist: The only fact-driven journalist died farting and tap dancing, but Joseph Heller might have done a "definitive Dickie" life story too. We wait patiently. Please no blood, just keep up the "fart and tap dance" on moore whole cloth. Six figures up front taps out a pretty nice perp tar tar....
Perhaps Alan can send one of those T-shirts to Chancellor Khayat at the University of Mississippi so that the good chancellor can wear it while the media is in Oxford, MS for the presidential debates.
Right, NOMISS, and I think it's appropriate. Chancellor Khayat, having such broad views and personal development, male, white, straight, educator, citizen, married, two children, lawyer, phi beta kappa, phi delta, placekicker, seeks the right path to justice by soliciting a judge who would unfairly sentence an endowement gunker, advocate, abettor, must now remove his "Free Rudyard Kipling" (from Rhodes blood diamonds) designer T-shirts, and put on this T. The man who heads the school that grows USDA cannabis, that still has at least one survivor of cannabis experimentation (Yada Mengela), is making poor Suzanne Sugarbaker and William Faulkner continue to roll over in their graves. Send him a T.
Flem Flam, Bim Bam sounds a lot like Ba da Bing, ba da bang. Fix it again, Tony. Yokmapatawpha needs an educational bridge to nowhere.