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Today's Supreme Court decision involving material support for terrorist organizations leaves unanswered a question the Government apparently argued and dissent framed: Can a lawyer be prosecuted for representing a terrorist group before the United Nations or even the Supreme Court itself?
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I wrote the other day about my decision to stop doing business with Westlaw. My primary complaint was that the firm's billing practices are at best Byzantine, although the practices lack the charm of the exotic. Readers from across the country responded. I am not the only person who Westlaw has...

There may be hope after all, at least in Philadelphia. R. Seth Williams, the city's new district attorney, is doing the unthinkable: he's trying to get smart on crime. In Williams' mind that means something more than throwing the book at everyone who makes a mistake. It means making an intelligent...

It looks as though I will have to act fast if I ever hope to land a spot as a guest on the Larry King show. The king of CNN has but a year left in his contract. At 76, with ratings flailing, King is no longer the thing he once was. Rumor has it that CNN is clueless about his replacement.
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... So is the Democratic Party. I got this email this morning. Apparently, I have some sort of account. See for yourself. I have an account number and everything. There is even a date the account was opened.
The only problem is I have never made a contribution and I do not recall ever opening...

Only The New York Times could publish a piece of middle-class hagiography and expect readers to gush. Me? I read this morning's piece on Supreme Court nominee Elena Kagan's family with a sense of seething discontent. Another child of privilege movin' on up, or so it seems to me. I wanted to throw...

Too bad he's not Gerry Spence. Every shot would be a swish.

I usually try to go into hiding on Father's Day. The Hallmark holidays strike as little more than marketing gimmicks. But the real reason I hide is that I am just not ready to be a father. I never was. And now my children are all in their mid-twenties. Come Father's Day, I am all regret and fear. I...

I am lightning quick to toss a dart when something offends. Often, I am too slow with a word of praise for something well done. Indeed, sometimes my fingers freeze in midair when suspended over the keyboard as I contemplate noting something worth praising. Generosity of spirit it something I must...

I miss Rick Steiger. I am pretty sure he doesn't miss me. Odds are, he never really wanted to be my friend. He was stuck with me as a result of decisions his father made. So he made the best of my presence, and we spent many long afternoons and evenings playing a game I still adore, Strat-o-matic...