I'm sure there are lots of reasons one might want to become a prosecutor--to put dangerous people behind bars, enjoy the histrionics of trial practice, or wield the awesome power of the state. But one rarely mentions the privilege of channeling the public sentimentality of criminal justice--a perk that Kurt Klomberg appears to have enjoyed while prosecuting a mother for having her children blow into an ignition-lock breathalizer because she was too hammered to drive. To drive to Taco Bell, that is:
I don't mean to downplay the gravity of the crime (and I've publicly argued that DUI enforcement should be stepped up) but something about the image of being drunk and hungry for a mexi-melt doesn't exactly inflame my moral indignation.
(Link from the Obscure Store.)
"(and I've publicly argued that DUI enforcement should be stepped up)"
Good for you! I'm ashamed to admit that I've only been able to bring myself to privately argue for DUI enforcement to be stepped up... usually in a closet or the bathroom.
Posted by: Brian at April 6, 2004 09:36 AM"in a closet" eh? Well, all "closet advocates" eventually come out, so there's hope for you. :)
Posted by: Nick Morgan at April 6, 2004 09:43 AM