It’s odd to see US v Rosenthal spun (e.g. here) as a demonstration of the need for juries to be advised of their power to nullify, after some of the jurors said they would have nullified had they known all the facts. The crime in this case is the judge’s exclusion of evidence.
I’d like to hope something good will come of this, but am not holding my breath.
Scott Adams writes:
In a prior Newsletter, I said that Dilbert would “get lucky” if my Weasel book became a New York Times Best Seller. Sales immediately plummeted, in what will someday be hailed as the worst idea of the century. Some people objected to the idea on moral grounds. Most readers objected on the grounds that they didn’t want the most famous loser in history to have better romantic luck than they have. I can understand that: If Dilbert is doing better than you are, that’s gotta sting.
So I hereby take back the offer. Dilbert will remain as unsatisfied as you.
In the first few minutes of my new temp assignment, two people said: “You must be Antone? Antoine?”
Isn’t pollen season supposed to come after winter?
Bruce Tognazzini says: When children sitting in front seats of cars were killed by airbags, the experts decreed that children henceforth shall sit in special chairs in the back. Problem: out of sight
too often leads to out of mind
; sometimes a child in the back seat is forgotten and dies of the heat. Tog has some suggestions. (Linked by David Cary.)
From the mailbox:
P.P.S. Google’s spelling correction is getting pretty powerful. I typed “alyssa milano” and it responded “Did you mean alyssa milano nude?”
It didn’t work for me.
Sunday I went to a target range for the first time in many months. I had what I call a left-handed day, when my ‘weak’ hand was much steadier than my ‘strong’ hand. (On average I’m nearly as accurate with either hand; the eye does most of the work, and in me neither eye is clearly dominant.)
My elbows have been sore lately, particularly the right. (It’s fate. I normally carry burdens on my right, because the left shoulder has had intermittent pain since age 16.) Vince Miller, at the range as usual on Sunday, said glucosamine did wonders for his “.44 Magnum elbow”; so I bought some at Trader Joe’s afterward. (.44 Magnum was, as Inspector Callahan said, “the most powerful handgun [caliber] in the world”; it has since been surpassed, but .50AE is relatively rare.)
Vince also reported that a friend of ours has been sent up for five years for unchastity with a minor (age 16 if memory serves). We sigh heavily.