The Revolving Door
Monday will find us one week out from the start of the trial.
As we gear up and adjust our schedules to staff the expected month plus long proceedings, we’ve had to make some changes in the line up. The planned gavel-to-gavel coverage dictates this.
At this Wednesday’s, May 5 evidentiary hearing, we’ll know if we have an intern. Someone reached out to us last week and we think we have our candidate. If we find that he’s able to tolerate us for more than an hour or so at this week’s hearing, he’s hired.
This possible new hire will come at the expense of another longtime wmrw.com staffer. Sent packing this week was editorial cartoonist Thomas Nasty, another victim of newsroom budget cuts.
It’s with mixed emotions that we let Thomas go, but that didn’t stop us from rifling his desk drawers for one last contribution.
-posted by Craig with apologies to Bob Weber, Jr.
Eds: you’ve done such a great job here. Are you planning on writing a book?
I think that we all need to take a shower after sifting through the disgusting lies of omission and commission embedded in the interviews at Anacostia!
Instead of putting on a white robe after that group shower, however, I am going to put on my new caftan in safari print, “ultra-slimming in full-length style.” On second thought, that caftan may look better on Mr. Price.
I suggest everyone read the Washingtonian article, because it has more of a Robert-and-Kathy focus than anything else we’ve read about this case. Gives a real sense of how much emotional devastation a crime like this can cause. And I was impressed anew by what a one-in-a-billion person Robert was. Truly admirable in every way, which makes the facts of the case more disturbing. You get the feeling that there was some kind of connection between his exemplary qualities and the fact that he was targeted. A case for scholars of evil.
The only chuckle was the caption beneath the photos of the three defendants. Joe is described as a high-powered attorney, Arent Fox partner and Gay Rights crusader, Victor as one of the marketing whizzes behind the “Got Milk” campaign. And Dylan? A masseur who collects sexual torture devices. Ouch.