Howlin ... Beth Klayman wasn't that woman I met at Lilleth Fair two years ago? You know ... the heterosexual one.
You and I have been Johnny on the Spot recently regarding JW. We know, we're two of Larry's spurned lovers. But let us not allow our pissedoffiness and gotjobbedmajorocity cloud the real work of Judicial Watch: Mailing shit. But lest we forget: There are "differently abled" telemarketers to motivate. There are 15 minute press releases to construct. There are lawyers to manage. There are lawyers to rein in from their mission. There are over 100 lawyers we're paying but still trying to find. But all are working in the sacred legal duty to generate additional work. There are motions and summary judgements to be taken to court! Filling in boilerplates! There are papers to be filed! Boilerplates to be customized! Letters to be sent! Female butts to be ogled! Threatening letters to be hurled! Phone Calls to be made without completion! Return Phone Calls Missed! Tailoring! Lunches! Dinners! Copying! Breakfast! Travel! Botox! Client paid Mandarin Lessons! Company Yahtzee! Boilerplates... boilerplates ... paper .... filings ... must eat lead ....
Whooo ... I'd feel sorry for all that activity if it wasn't being rewarded at $150/ hour. Howlin ... the last profession in the world I'd take is attorney, though I'd be one of the best.
"My, my, my ... once Burned, Twice Shy Babe."
Take it to the bank ... there is a Beth Klayman.
You sound mentally unstable.