Archive for March, 2010

They beat him up until the teardrops start, but he can’t be wounded because he’s got no heart…

Friday, March 5th, 2010

It looks like the Los Angeles Police Department is going to fire Detective Michael Slider, who has been on the force for 22 years.

Did he beat up a suspect on camera? No.

Did he kill someone? No.

What did he do to get fired? Detective Slider accessed case notes on an internal LAPD computer system, printed a copy, and gave it to a lawyer.

That sounds pretty bad. But there’s a catch.

The case notes were for a robbery case involving Detective Slider’s niece, Khristina Henry. Ms. Henry accused a prominent high school football player. Tyquan Knox, of the robbery. Ms. Henry and her mother, Pamela Lark (Det. Slider’s sister-in-law) were allegedly threatened by Knox and his associates after filing charges. Ms. Lark was eventually killed; Mr. Knox has been charged with her murder and the robbery of Ms. Henry, but the jury in the first trial was unable to reach a verdict on those charges. Mr. Knox is currently awaiting a retrial.

Detective Slider apparently believed that the detectives assigned to Ms. Henry’s case were not taking the threats seriously, and complained to their supervisor several times before the murder.

After the murder…

Saying he was blinded by grief and anger, Slider told the three-member disciplinary panel he had hoped leaking the internal document would help spur an investigation into the detectives’ handling of the case.

He said he was not motivated by the possibility of winning a monetary award — a claim the head of the panel said he believed.

This is a hard case. The LAT article, it seems to me, clearly wants to invoke sympathy for Detective Slider. And my first reaction is to be sympathetic. I can’t condone leaking internal LAPD documents to people outside the department, but I can easily believe that Det. Slider, motivated by grief and anger, made a mistake. I can easily argue that, under the circumstances, the LAPD should make allowances and impose some form of punishment short of firing.

I could even make an argument that, if Det. Slider felt the case was mishandled, felt that he had exhausted all remedies inside the department, and felt that the detectives supervisors were covering up their mishandling of the case, he had a right—even a duty—to bring police misconduct to the attention of outsiders.

The problem is that all we have right now is the LAT version of the story. Given the way the paper has covered the LAPD in the past, I don’t know how much of this story to believe. I can’t trust my initial reaction because I can’t trust the information I have right now. That’s the real tragedy of American newspapers.

I’m hoping that someone like Patterico (either himself, or in a guest post by “Jack Dunphy”) will add something to the LAT story.

Edited to add: Speaking of the LAPD, why is the 2010 California Homicide Investigators Association Conference being held in Las Vegas? Not that I have anything against Las Vegas (unlike Barack Obama) but it just seems strange.

Random notes: March 5, 2010.

Friday, March 5th, 2010

Serdar Argic, call your office, please.

Edited to add: Popehat is on a roll. Go here for more Armenian genocide commentary. Meanwhile, Ken has what I’ll go ahead and call the quote of the day:

Perhaps there is some equivalent in Louisiana law, which is cobbled together from the legal traditions of the French, the Deep South, riverboat gamblers, corrupt cops, bead-and-tit based economies, and people who clean up vomit for a living.

Ah, fair food. (Okay, so technically the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo isn’t a fair. I consider it to be close enough for government work.) Chicken-fried meatballs from the Mandola family.

Edited to add: The HouChron has thown up (and I use “thrown up” in multiple senses of the phrase) a slide show of items being sold at the rodeo. (Warning! Slide show!) By my count, of the 24 distinct items shown, six are “on a stick”. What’s that sound I hear? Oh, that’s my arteries slamming shut.

I was working on a post about this list of the “100 best crime books ever written” but I’m not sure I’m going to go through with it. The general tone of the post came across as kind of dickish and show-offy to me, plus I think The Rap Sheet says all that needs to be said. (Especially Ed Gorman in the comments.)

Instead, have this link to Terry Gross interviewing Henry Scott about his new book: Shocking True Story: The Rise and Fall of Confidential. I picked this up last week and haven’t had a chance to do much more than skim it, but it looks like a rather interesting book. I know at least one of my readers openly doesn’t care about Hollywood, or anything related to Hollywood gossip; even if you’re in the same boat with him, I still think there’s a fascinating aspect to this story. This is the only time in recent history (that I’m aware of; I welcome correction) that a government actually tried to put a magazine out of business through criminal prosecution, merely because some people didn’t like what that magazine was publishing.

Quote of the day.

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

You tend to attract what you put into the world, and every second you spend being a dick is a second wasted. I’m 37, and while I’ve looked back on times I was a dick with great regret, I’ve never thought to myself, “You know, I really wish I’d spent more time being a dick to people.”

Wil Wheaton

Academic update: Spring 2010.

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

Grades are in for my advanced networking and computer security class.

Out of a possible 899.9 points, I got…899.9 points, and a final grade of 100.

This is a good thing, given my interests. Anything less would have been dishonorable.

Apropos of nothing in particular…

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

I’m wondering if any of my readers have the same reaction I do:

The more hype you hear for something, the less likely you are to actually partake of that something.

For example, I got so fed up with hearing about ET and Raiders of the Lost Ark that I’ve never seen either one of them. Likewise, I haven’t seen any Star Wars film other than the first.

This isn’t reliable: I have all five seasons of The Wire, but that also has something to do with being into David Simon’s work before Homicide (the TV series).

Really, this doesn’t have anything to do with anything in particular.

Book notes: March 2, 2010.

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

And happy Texas Independence Day, everyone.

The problems with The Last Train from Hiroshima have reached critical mass: Henry Holt, the publisher, is withdrawing the book from circulation. Here’s a link to the NYT article. And here’s a link to a LAT article that I think goes into a little more detail.

There is no evidence that one person who appears in the book actually existed; Pellegrino says that he knew that already because he’d invented a pseudonym and forgot to mention it. Maybe there is as simple an explanation for the concerns over his C.V.: Pellegrino’s website says that he earned a PhD from Victoria University of Wellington, New Zealand, in 1982, a detail that has not been confirmed.

I find this odd. Pellegrino isn’t exactly an unknown author; if I remember correctly, at least one of his Titanic books was a Times bestseller. So why are these concerns coming up now?

Edited to add: I was going to mention: if you go to Amazon’s page, they still have the book in stock (3 copies as of 11:37 AM Central), but they’ve added a note, and the text of Holt’s statement, to the page.

Also in the LAT: a fun interview with John McPhee, who is finally filling in some of his personal history.

There’s a standing joke about the New Yorker running “a three-part series on corn by John McPhee” or some sort of other essay that sounds equally silly. Funny thing is, I’ll read pretty much anything McPhee writes, including that three-part series on corn; I always know that I’m going to find something in McPhee’s work that I didn’t know but am glad to know now, or that shakes up my world view. In the next couple of days, I’ll try to post a brief review of the most recent McPhee book I’ve read, Uncommon Carriers, which is interesting but a little bit frustrating.

Here’s an interesting legal question.

Monday, March 1st, 2010

(I’m hoping that the good folks over at Popehat might have an answer for this, but I welcome comments from other sources.)

The Eighth Amendment states:

Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted.

Question: Is one million dollars bail on a misdemeanor charge “excessive bail” in the Eighth Amendment sense?

Edited to add: So now his bail is down to $100,000, and he’s scheduled to be released, in return for taking the sign down. This doesn’t change the question, but I did want to make sure that update got in.

I heartily endorse this event or product. (#4 in a series).

Monday, March 1st, 2010

LaRue Tactical.

I blame my great and good friend Other Brian for this. It all started last week when he pointed out that day’s shirt.woot to me. I figured, “Hey, as long as I’m ordering that shirt, I might as well order some of the other shirts I’ve been putting off, too.” Not that there’s anything wrong with my ThoseShirts shirts; when, over the course of a single day, three complete strangers walk up to you and tell you “I love your shirt“, you know you’re doing something right. But I did need to put some variety into my wardrobe.

Anyway, one of the shirts I ordered was the snazzy LaRue Tactical t-shirt, along with one of the Tactical Beverage Entry Tools. I will confess that I did think the $9.99 for Priority Mail shipping was slightly steep, but, on the other hand, Brownells charged me even more to ship some DVDs, so I could live with that.

So what happened?

  1. I placed the order on Thursday. It arrived on Friday. Granted, LaRue is in Leander, and I’m in Austin, but I would have figured it would take a day or two to get the package together and shipped out.
  2. In addition to the shirt and tool, the good folks at LaRue threw in, for free:
    * a snazzy LaRue Tactical hat.
    * a bottle of LaRue barbecue spice rub.
    * and a couple of LaRue Tactical bumper stickers.

How cool is that? They don’t know me from a hole in the ground, and (as far as I know) they have no idea that I have a blog. Maybe this is something they do for every first time order. I don’t know.

What I do know is this; I have a stripped AR lower in the gun cabinet, waiting for me to decide what I want to do with it. (I haven’t decided between doing some sort of heavy barrel National Match type rifle, or an M4 clone.) I’d pretty much decided that I didn’t want to try to assemble an upper from parts (at least, not this time around) so once I get the lower the way I want it, I’m planning to go looking for an upper that meets my needs.

The first place I’m going to go when I go upper shopping is LaRue Tactical.

Random notes: March 1, 2010.

Monday, March 1st, 2010

Obit watch: John Reed, of the D’Oly Carte Opera Company.

…for a generation of fans, Mr. Reed was the memorable embodiment of Gilbert and Sullivan’s “little man” roles, among them John Wellington Wells, the title character of “The Sorcerer”; Major-General Stanley, the very model of et cetera from “The Pirates of Penzance”; Ko-Ko, the nebbish turned lord high executioner in “The Mikado,” a part he also played in the 1967 film version.

The LAT magazine profiles the man who brought Tiki to America: Ernest Raymond Beaumont Gantt. Mr. Gantt is perhaps better known by the name he acquired later in life: Donn E.R. Beachcomber.

Edited to add: I intended to blog this on Friday, but didn’t have anything to put with it, and it slipped my mind when I was preparing these notes: David Parker’s eulogy for his father, Robert B. Parker.

My father, at that moment in a cut-off sweatshirt covered with muffin crumbs, bacon grease, Flintstones Jelly and beer stains replied without dropping a beat–“Yeah, I’d like to see something by Twyla Tharp, I understand she’s quite innovative”.

(Hattip: Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind.)

ETA2: Also forgot to blog the most recent entry in Derek Lowe’s “Things I Won’t Work With” series: dioxygen diflouride (also known as FOOF).

The paper goes on to react FOOF with everything else you wouldn’t react it with: ammonia (“vigorous”, this at 100K), water ice (explosion, natch), chlorine (“violent explosion”, so he added it more slowly the second time), red phosphorus (not good), bromine fluoride, chlorine trifluoride (say what?), perchloryl fluoride (!), tetrafluorohydrazine (how on Earth. . .), and on, and on. If the paper weren’t laid out in complete grammatical sentences and published in JACS, you’d swear it was the work of a violent lunatic.

Also recommended: the “How Not To Do It” archives. Especially the story of the liquid nitrogen tank at Texas A&M.

Both the pressure relief and rupture disks had failed for some reason in the past, so they’d been removed and sealed off with metal plugs. You may commence shivering now.