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Casey Cep
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January 10 - January 23, 2021
what the authorities suspected was a country mile from what they could prove.
Vulcan
Life Insurance Company,
Who could kill a child at all, much less a child of his own?
I do not believe that the hope of popularity should be the criteria by which a public official expresses his convictions.
the Simca, in the middle of the road, upside down. He told them the wind must have blown it over and laughed with them, then tried to do the same thing when he discovered later that their cabin had been vandalized, and then again when their boat sank because someone had punched a hole in the hull.
“They are going to be scared, but you be nice, and make sure they know you are their friend.”
“the politics of reason, not race; of unity, not division; of concern for all citizens, not callous disregard of some for the sake of others.”
dope wagon
they bought a duplex next to the St. James Episcopal Church, remodeled it, hired a cooking staff, and incorporated themselves as “The Lunch Bunch.” The dues were modest, and there were only two rules: every lunch started with a round of “Strike the Jury” to determine who would cover that day’s tab (guests played, but never paid; last man standing got the check, second to last man got the tip); and every lunch ended with a few hands of blackjack.
Tom Radney then pointed out that William had been allowed to remove his brother’s handcuffs, something no one who wasn’t an officer of the law would have been permitted to do.
Big Tom, who thought of jury trials like stage plays, wanted to make sure the scene changed when he thought it should,
he didn’t want the jury spending all night wondering exactly what his client had said in the squad car on the way to the police station.
in a capitulation itself worthy of a psychologist’s explanation, even Tom Young was calling the witness “Dr. Woodhouse.”
strangely, not about the obvious conflict of interest.
“truly reflects conditions in blacks as well as whites”
Theirs was a society that not so long ago had written theft into legal treaties with Native Americans and bondage into legal deeds on the lives of African Americans; a society that until recently had believed the law elastic enough to bend without breaking, exempting lynching from the category of homicide.
“We are bound by a common anguish.”

