Quality attorneys -- an oxymoron???
From the March 13th edition of the Las Vegas Penny Press
I don't like attorneys.
Most of them are scum sucking, bottom feeding, slime filled pencil neck geeks. (tm Fred Blassie, RIP)
Others are worse.
Case in point.
Monday morning I was sitting in a packed Quest office to get lab work related to my most recent cellulitis outbreak when the TV, tuned to Channel 3 (where news comes eventually) where their field reporter delivered a bad live stand up on the newest revelations regarding reusing medical products scandal then threw to commercial.
"If you've been treated at any of these centers, call attorney Glen Lerner now..."
Oh no, he didn't .
This man who can't bother to show up at his client's trials is soliciting, in a hella tasteless way, for more clients to neglect? Class action style, no less?
You might remember the so-called "Heavy Hitter" got some unwanted publicity by not only no-showing the opening of a client's murder trial, but then bragging about his "rock star" lifestyle and daring the judge to sanction him!
Now he's angling for what could be a 7 figure or more class-action lawsuit payday!
...and people wonder wwwwhy I hate lawyers...
Here's the height of hypocrisy.
New York State governor Eliot Spitzer, who tried to portray himself as a "tough on crime" attorney general and parlayed that reputation into the governorship, now appears to have had a multi-month relationship with a prostitution ring!
The amusing part is the FBI found out about it when Spitzer started moving around money in a suspicious manner. They thought the "squeaky clean" governor was hiding bribe money. Oh no, just paying off prostitutes!
A number of people, broadcasters included, think it couldn't have happened to a better guy...
The recent MSNBC story about a prominent New York attorney who lost her law practice, her livelihood, her license, and nearly her freedom due to a gambling addiction made me sit up and take notice.
She is suing several Atlantic City casinos along with the MGM Grand here in Las Vegas claiming they did nothing to stop her behavior.
In other words, this lawyer was doing what she had been trained to do best: find someone other than herself to blame.
It's a symptom of today's society that didn't exist in years past.
My father probably was an alcoholic.
To my knowledge, he never attended a meeting. Hell, he never attended a meeting of the VFW or the Eagles, to my knowledge. But he was a solid member of both. Life members, if I recall.
You see, we lived in Kansas with it's old no-open-bar laws, and both were private clubs with liquor licenses.
Dad was a proud W.W.II vet, but his membership in the clubs was less for the remembrance, and more for the alcohol and the good companionship at their bars.
Oh, the Eagles supper club did fix a mean steak. I remember those days. Yum.
My dad knew when to drink. From 5pm Friday to noon Sunday was fair game. Never outside those hours. He drove an 18 wheeler over the road and did over a million miles without an accident on the job.
He did have one off the job that I actually witnessed.
He closed up the old VFW club in Emporia one night and slammed broadside into the only other vehicle on the old dirt road for 10 miles.
He did a night in jail, paid a fine, had his insurance rates go up, and that was that.
He didn't sue the VFW, the bartender, or Seagrams. He did his time like a man.
He took the responsibility and never did that again.
I never developed my fathers taste for alcohol. Instead, the family propensity for addiction took another form.
I love food. A little too much. Between my times in the south and sweet tea and boiled peanuts and deep fried and breaded everything and my time working with one strip property that paid me for radio work with buffets and steak dinners, I ballooned to nearly 350 pounds. Thanks to my late friend Don Lemmon, I shed nearly 150 pounds, but his death and a number of business and personal issues have seen me lose the discipline to follow his simple program, and I'm nearly back where I started.
I'm not going to sue anyone over my obesity, but I do take the personal responsibility to try to get things back under control. Of course, if I could convince Ralph to go after the High Fructose Corn Syrup cartel, then it would be a different story....
The bottom line is that there is a distinct lack of personal responsibility in America today, and it explains a lot about our current Presidential dilemma, and how Conservatives are bound to lose.
Both Democratic candidates are promising change. Meaning giving away more money to everyone. Of course, that money comes from somewhere. That means you. The government has no money, except what we give it.
Herein lies the problem. Pay more taxes to an inept system that couldn't run a two car parade properly?
Both are selling smoke and mirrors. Give everyone a check. Give everyone free health care. Give everyone whatever they need from cradle to grave.
That is, after all, the new American way.
It isn't what built America.
This nation was built on the ability to fail and the fear of failure, which drives people to success. By removing failure from the table, you remove the desire to succeed.
Interact with Wyatt at rant.wyattcox.net
I don't like attorneys.
Most of them are scum sucking, bottom feeding, slime filled pencil neck geeks. (tm Fred Blassie, RIP)
Others are worse.
Case in point.
Monday morning I was sitting in a packed Quest office to get lab work related to my most recent cellulitis outbreak when the TV, tuned to Channel 3 (where news comes eventually) where their field reporter delivered a bad live stand up on the newest revelations regarding reusing medical products scandal then threw to commercial.
"If you've been treated at any of these centers, call attorney Glen Lerner now..."
Oh no, he didn't .
This man who can't bother to show up at his client's trials is soliciting, in a hella tasteless way, for more clients to neglect? Class action style, no less?
You might remember the so-called "Heavy Hitter" got some unwanted publicity by not only no-showing the opening of a client's murder trial, but then bragging about his "rock star" lifestyle and daring the judge to sanction him!
Now he's angling for what could be a 7 figure or more class-action lawsuit payday!
...and people wonder wwwwhy I hate lawyers...
Here's the height of hypocrisy.
New York State governor Eliot Spitzer, who tried to portray himself as a "tough on crime" attorney general and parlayed that reputation into the governorship, now appears to have had a multi-month relationship with a prostitution ring!
The amusing part is the FBI found out about it when Spitzer started moving around money in a suspicious manner. They thought the "squeaky clean" governor was hiding bribe money. Oh no, just paying off prostitutes!
A number of people, broadcasters included, think it couldn't have happened to a better guy...
The recent MSNBC story about a prominent New York attorney who lost her law practice, her livelihood, her license, and nearly her freedom due to a gambling addiction made me sit up and take notice.
She is suing several Atlantic City casinos along with the MGM Grand here in Las Vegas claiming they did nothing to stop her behavior.
In other words, this lawyer was doing what she had been trained to do best: find someone other than herself to blame.
It's a symptom of today's society that didn't exist in years past.
My father probably was an alcoholic.
To my knowledge, he never attended a meeting. Hell, he never attended a meeting of the VFW or the Eagles, to my knowledge. But he was a solid member of both. Life members, if I recall.
You see, we lived in Kansas with it's old no-open-bar laws, and both were private clubs with liquor licenses.
Dad was a proud W.W.II vet, but his membership in the clubs was less for the remembrance, and more for the alcohol and the good companionship at their bars.
Oh, the Eagles supper club did fix a mean steak. I remember those days. Yum.
My dad knew when to drink. From 5pm Friday to noon Sunday was fair game. Never outside those hours. He drove an 18 wheeler over the road and did over a million miles without an accident on the job.
He did have one off the job that I actually witnessed.
He closed up the old VFW club in Emporia one night and slammed broadside into the only other vehicle on the old dirt road for 10 miles.
He did a night in jail, paid a fine, had his insurance rates go up, and that was that.
He didn't sue the VFW, the bartender, or Seagrams. He did his time like a man.
He took the responsibility and never did that again.
I never developed my fathers taste for alcohol. Instead, the family propensity for addiction took another form.
I love food. A little too much. Between my times in the south and sweet tea and boiled peanuts and deep fried and breaded everything and my time working with one strip property that paid me for radio work with buffets and steak dinners, I ballooned to nearly 350 pounds. Thanks to my late friend Don Lemmon, I shed nearly 150 pounds, but his death and a number of business and personal issues have seen me lose the discipline to follow his simple program, and I'm nearly back where I started.
I'm not going to sue anyone over my obesity, but I do take the personal responsibility to try to get things back under control. Of course, if I could convince Ralph to go after the High Fructose Corn Syrup cartel, then it would be a different story....
The bottom line is that there is a distinct lack of personal responsibility in America today, and it explains a lot about our current Presidential dilemma, and how Conservatives are bound to lose.
Both Democratic candidates are promising change. Meaning giving away more money to everyone. Of course, that money comes from somewhere. That means you. The government has no money, except what we give it.
Herein lies the problem. Pay more taxes to an inept system that couldn't run a two car parade properly?
Both are selling smoke and mirrors. Give everyone a check. Give everyone free health care. Give everyone whatever they need from cradle to grave.
That is, after all, the new American way.
It isn't what built America.
This nation was built on the ability to fail and the fear of failure, which drives people to success. By removing failure from the table, you remove the desire to succeed.
Interact with Wyatt at rant.wyattcox.net
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