Patterico, some 3000 miles away from the “supposed” Kookpocalypse in New York City, laughs at my claim that I was not going to stay at my home that weekend. I did not. I live 36, not 3000, miles from New York City. But a posting of the context of an email between myself and him makes it apparent that he is a little out of whack.
I guess it’s cowardly for me not to want to be so close to home if I’m unsure of what’s going on in proximity to my location.
And maybe yours is a little selective, because I don’t see the word “running” ?
Pretty easy to laugh from your Ivory Tower when you’re 3000 miles away from the potential ” location”?
When a Deputy Assistant DA can’t get his own office to help him find a swatter, one has to wonder why.
Now, I see that I’m #KABLOCKA’D again!
We’ll see if the portly pepperpot prosecutor sticks to his word.