As the wave of covid19-continued-cases crests and washes upon the shores of the overworked, understaffed and highly caffeinated denizens of our beloved REGJB, we witnessed a judicial rant of sorts the other day about the age of a case. It occurred to us that that old standby in criminal defense cases- resorting to quoting Vladimir Llyich Lenin was in order:
"There are years where nothing happens in a case, and weeks where years happen."
For those federalist society judges who are now fretting that Sharia law is going to overtake our courthouse, relax. Lenin was before the time when our judiciary was obsessed with Sharia law. He was the boogeyman well before you were worried that the Ayatollah would be sitting in judgment of your decisions (which, by the way, given the results of many federalist society judges' decisions, the Ayatollah would probably approve of most of them).
Of course what Lenin actually said was
Lenin was playing for the long ball. He just didn't comprehend that his stadium (communist statism) was warped beyond repair.
Which brings us to the question on everyone's mind: when will Judge Rebull be replaced at the REGJB? Or was he so good, that in honor of him, no one is being assigned to his division? Sort of like no ballplayer can wear 42 in honor of Jackie Roosevelt Robinson.
Speaking of which, it's allegedly springtime (but not in Maine today) and pitchers and catchers are reporting and soon the sounds of a ball thwacking into a catcher's mitt or a crack of the bat will be echoing across the land, letting us know, much like the return of the Monarch butterflies 🦋, and a spring Robin and Bluejay, that all is right with the world.
Have a good weekend.