Merry Christmas

I still need to update this picture:

Needed: Maryland practitioner for SLAPP suit

I don’t suspect that too many lawyers read my blog, but empathetic decency compels me to repeat a post from Ken at Popehat:

The issue is whether a plaintiff in a SLAPP suit against another party in Montgomery County, Maryland can convince a court to force Google to reveal the blogger’s identity. The blogger will write the papers; he’s just looking for someone to review them, advise on compliance with Maryland civil procedure and strategy, and make an appearance at the hearing (if there is one) in Montgomery County to argue the motion. The blogger can cover costs, but can’t afford fees.

The cause, in my opinion, is just; the issue presented is blogger anonymity, and the underlying suit against the third party is a contemptible SLAPP. Moreover, the plaintiff has a rather remarkable history of evil.

If you can help — or know someone who can — please let me know. Time is rather of the essence.

Thank you.

And, no, I do not have any inside info on any of this.

Well, I’m just giddy

I have a rather exciting post coming up on Monday. I had it ready to go Thursday evening, but I decided it would be better to wait until Monday when traffic would be higher – this is one of those issues that one really wants to expose as much as possible.

Be sure to take a looksie-loo at the start of the week, December 19th.

Thought of the day

I’m really tired of seeing routine soccer goals – which is virtually every soccer goal ever – make ESPN’s Top Plays list.

Thought of the day

There’s practically nothing more supercilious and obnoxiously sanctimonious than a Christian deciding to lecture an unbeliever on love…because these prissy assholes all believe they have a monopoly on the One True Love™, which is servile obedience to a domineering tyrant.

~PZ

I must say, this is spot on. I’ve grown quite sick and tired of this fucking strawmen Christians keep throwing out there about love. No, assholes, you don’t have a monopoly on love, and no, I’m not somehow devoid of it because I’m not willing to think with my ‘heart’* instead of my brain.

*You know, “your heart”, that phrase virtually every single one of you likes to use in place of words that actually mean something.

Thought of the day

Salt. That’s where it’s at. Screw all these other condiments.

Thought of the day

It seems to me that most people believe a sign of “being an adult” is pretending that funny things aren’t funny whilst simultaneously putting on a phony ‘professional’ demeanor. If anything, that sort of belief is one of the more immature things of which I can think.

Thought of the day

From 2004-2008 I had a lot of friends who went to the University of New England. Whereas that school was much more of a party school than my commuter school (where the average age is an ancient 35), I would venture down to Biddeford most weekends. I would see a bunch of friends, most of whom I knew exclusively as a result of my frequent visits, and it always a good time. But despite all these people I had met, there would inevitably be a number of individuals walking through the front door whom I had never seen. After awhile, this was the response I developed:

There he is! That’s the guy! How about that? I tell you. Man. This guy!

For anyone who wishes to see people with really confused – sometimes uncomfortable – looks on their face, I highly recommend this route.

Law blog awards

The ABA Journal gives out law blog – or as the hip kids are saying, “blawg” – awards each year. One of the categories features Popehat.com, a site I have had in the blogroll for some months now. It’s a damn fine site and I’m happy to see it up for nomination in the Opinion category; it deserves some recognition. So your task, my dear readers, is to go and recognize it. Go on. Do it.

(I realize there is an annoying sign-up process before voting, but it’s a matter of filling in a few boxes. It doesn’t even make you confirm your account via email. So go vote.)

Thought of the day