Yesterday, in the midst of moving my housemate, the phone rang. It was a reporter. He had picked up on the freedom of religion case I picked up awhile ago, was doing a story for today’s paper, and wanted to talk to me. He did a classic formal interview, and then got very casual in his tone, just chatting with me, asking me what I thought when I first heard about the ruling. I told him, in my own inimitable style. So of course, it was the ironic, somewhat humorous take that he quoted, rather than the professional version.
Today the phone’s been ringing endlessly, and I’m getting lots of comments in my e-mail. It seems the story got picked up by the national news media. Thank goodness I’ve pretty well given up private practice, since otherwise I’d have to worry about showing my face in that judge’s court ever again. I tremble to think of what some of my colleagues might say about my tone, but you know, it could have been much worse. And next time, if there is a next time, I’ll know to keep my tone professional even when I think I’m just having a friendly conversation.
All I can say is. You. Go Girlfriend.
All you did was say out loud what a lot of people were thinking.
And you said it with more taste and less venom than it deserved.
You gave good quote; of this, I am not surprised.
By the way it was because of that quote that I stumbled upon your blog here. Small world, indeed.
Funny enough, I didn’t know it until L.I pointed it out, but we have some mutual acquaintances. I had no idea until I blogged about the story, and Li read it.
I didn’t realize this was your case! LOVED the quote! With any luck the judge will be thrown off the bench.