Remember the good old days of the Bush/Gore recount, when ill-informed, disingenuous hacks loudly denounced our own little Florida Supreme Court as a hotbed of liberal judicial activism?
Oh, what fun times we had back then, mispronouncing the names of Justices, confusing live judges with dead ones, all on a huge national stage where only the nation’s future was at stake!
Well I for one plan to relive those happier times tonight at the FAWL cocktail reception honoring Chief Justice Quince.
Look for me cracking wise and acting foolish, camera-ready and dry Gin Gibson-equipped, summoning the energy to swap war stories head-on with my buddy Lew Freeman.
Wish me luck!