This afternoon I had a flight from White Plains to Chicago on an Embraer 140, a rather small aircraft that isn’t great for foul weather flying. The forecast the night before was for a savage Nor’easter and none of my friends thought I had a chance of getting home. I waved aside their apprehensions. Nor was I fazed to arrive at the airport and find it swept by heavy rains and gusty winds. (The bad weather was a side effect, naturally, of anti-Global Warming rallies, the most efficient weapon against high temperatures yet devised.)
Nonetheless, my flight took off on time and landed 20 minutes early. What possible explanation is there other than my tireless shilling for the Bushitler regime? While Walter Murphy is forced to wait an extra ten minutes to check in, the President’s friends aren’t delayed even by bad weather. Shows you the depth of the Conspiracy, doesn’t it?
BTW, Orin Kerr has a chain of posts on Professor Murphy’s paranoia. The discussion proves two things:
Law professors do a lot less flying than I’d imagined. Some of their statements can only result from unfamiliarity with check-in procedures, security screening, etc.
Whatever his merits as a legal scholar, Professor Murphy is, on this particular subject, either thoroughly dishonest or stark raving bonkers.
Professor Kerr summarizes with a pretty devastating insult: “I realize that Professor Murphy honestly and genuinely feels targeted.”
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