TWB's Dream date with John Ashcroft
First, he drove a Ford Expedition, and pulled into my driveway, walked up the front steps and serenaded my house until I came out.
http://www.cnn.com/video/us/2002/02/25/ashcroft.sings.wbtv.med.html
Once he finally finished we jumped into his car, I needed a ladder, and took off. He talked about the atmosphere at the DOJ, and how some did not like the singing. He passed out lyrics so all of the lawyers at the DOJ could sing along with him. He heard one lawyer say to a reporter "Have you heard the song? It really sucks." He was hurt, but he presses on.
We went to his church, where his minister anointed us with oil. I was hoping John would do this, but he let the minister do it. I guess this being a first date and all. He explained that each time he has been sworn in to political office, he is anointed with cooking oil (in the manner of King David, as he points out in his memoirs Lessons from a Father to His Son). It is true!
We joked about his fear of boobies (his words, not mine) leading him to cover the 12ft statues in the atrium of a justice department building with a blue curtain, because the female figure Spirit of Justice was bare-breasted, and the body of her male partner, Majesty of Law, was not sufficiently covered by his toga. I joked, “a little prude, huh John?” He did not think it was funny. He did crack the boobie thing, though.
We had dinner and discussed the curtailing of civil rights. I asked John why he approved a Justice Department "emergency order" that allows officials to eavesdrop on conversations between criminal defendants and their lawyers, without informing them they are being monitored, without obtaining a warrant or any other form of court order, and without even an internal determination of probable cause. He said that he heard some of the funniest things in those conversations. “I can’t say they have led to arrests, but it sure does get rid of that pesky constitutional right about self incrimination.”
As to the other rights, he felt totally comfortable holding enemy combatants and others without giving them the ability to talk to their lawyers or be charged with any crime. “You just have to trust me.” He said.
We had a nice drive home after dinner (he ate prime rib, rare. I had a portabella mushroom sandwich with a special mustard. Very good. ). He drove me to my door and walked me up the stairs.
I brought up the issue of the Tabby Cat. I thought it was only appropriate because mine might bolt out of my front door while he was dropping me off. According to an article by Andrew Tobias article, advance teams for an Ashcroft visit to the US embassy in the Hague asked anxiously if there were tabby cats (or calico cats as they are known in the US) on the premises. "Their boss, (Johnny A.) they explained, believed calico cats are signs of the devil," Mr Tobias reported. John said this was nonsense, but did look nervously towards the floor as I opened my door.
There was no kiss goodnight.
First, he drove a Ford Expedition, and pulled into my driveway, walked up the front steps and serenaded my house until I came out.
http://www.cnn.com/video/us/2002/02/25/ashcroft.sings.wbtv.med.html
Once he finally finished we jumped into his car, I needed a ladder, and took off. He talked about the atmosphere at the DOJ, and how some did not like the singing. He passed out lyrics so all of the lawyers at the DOJ could sing along with him. He heard one lawyer say to a reporter "Have you heard the song? It really sucks." He was hurt, but he presses on.
We went to his church, where his minister anointed us with oil. I was hoping John would do this, but he let the minister do it. I guess this being a first date and all. He explained that each time he has been sworn in to political office, he is anointed with cooking oil (in the manner of King David, as he points out in his memoirs Lessons from a Father to His Son). It is true!
We joked about his fear of boobies (his words, not mine) leading him to cover the 12ft statues in the atrium of a justice department building with a blue curtain, because the female figure Spirit of Justice was bare-breasted, and the body of her male partner, Majesty of Law, was not sufficiently covered by his toga. I joked, “a little prude, huh John?” He did not think it was funny. He did crack the boobie thing, though.
We had dinner and discussed the curtailing of civil rights. I asked John why he approved a Justice Department "emergency order" that allows officials to eavesdrop on conversations between criminal defendants and their lawyers, without informing them they are being monitored, without obtaining a warrant or any other form of court order, and without even an internal determination of probable cause. He said that he heard some of the funniest things in those conversations. “I can’t say they have led to arrests, but it sure does get rid of that pesky constitutional right about self incrimination.”
As to the other rights, he felt totally comfortable holding enemy combatants and others without giving them the ability to talk to their lawyers or be charged with any crime. “You just have to trust me.” He said.
We had a nice drive home after dinner (he ate prime rib, rare. I had a portabella mushroom sandwich with a special mustard. Very good. ). He drove me to my door and walked me up the stairs.
I brought up the issue of the Tabby Cat. I thought it was only appropriate because mine might bolt out of my front door while he was dropping me off. According to an article by Andrew Tobias article, advance teams for an Ashcroft visit to the US embassy in the Hague asked anxiously if there were tabby cats (or calico cats as they are known in the US) on the premises. "Their boss, (Johnny A.) they explained, believed calico cats are signs of the devil," Mr Tobias reported. John said this was nonsense, but did look nervously towards the floor as I opened my door.
There was no kiss goodnight.
