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The Argument Grows

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The sixth paper became the project I had not planned for but could not stop.

I was on the Supreme Court. I could not co-author a paper that might come before the court as the constitutional argument in a case. That was the ethical constraint. But I could read the drafts. I could ask questions in my capacity as the intellectual architect of the framework they were building on. I could ensure the argument was correctly grounded in what the previous five papers had established.

Amara was in New Yo
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  • Mistaken Alliances    The Argument Grows

    The sixth paper became the project I had not planned for but could not stop.I was on the Supreme Court. I could not co-author a paper that might come before the court as the constitutional argument in a case. That was the ethical constraint. But I could read the drafts. I could ask questions in my capacity as the intellectual architect of the framework they were building on. I could ensure the argument was correctly grounded in what the previous five papers had established.Amara was in New York for three months.She worked with Josephine and Andrés and two new researchers who had joined the Columbia team. She produced a draft in January that was sixty-two pages of the most technically sophisticated constitutional argument I had encountered in the international human rights field.I read it the weekend it was completed.Then I called Oliver in London."You are in London," I said."Yes," he said."The Tate residency," I said."Three months left," he said."There is a researcher named

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Sixth Paper

    The second term produced cases I had not been on the court for the first time and cases that required opinions I had not expected to write.A voting rights case in June that required me to spend three weeks reading the history of voting rights jurisprudence in a way I had not done since law school. Daniel was essential. He had written his undergraduate thesis on Section 5 of the Voting Rights Act and he pulled the research together in ways that saved weeks.The opinion I wrote was not about access in the specific sense of my framework. But it was about access in the larger sense. Access to the franchise. Access to the system's fundamental mechanism.It was a five to four decision. The five was familiar. Different justice, same argument about what equal protection required in practice.The Chief Justice said afterward, "You are consistent.""The argument is consistent," I said."That is what I said," he said.An environmental case in the fall that required the court to determine whethe

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Structure Holds

    The monitoring bill moved fast.Park had been in the Senate for years now and she had the relationships that I had built and the additional relationships she had built herself and the coalition that Burch had held from Ohio and the cross-party track record of the access work.The bill was introduced in January and was in committee by February.Nora testified. She was twenty-six years old and she sat before the Judiciary Committee and walked through the monitoring provision with the precision of someone who had been thinking about it for months and the clarity of someone who had been talking about this work since she was nine.She said: The Torres decision gave families a right to a working mechanism. This bill ensures families know the mechanism is working before they need to use it.Park cited that line in her committee statement.The bill passed committee in March, eight to five. Not the close margin of the access bill years ago. The evidence base was better and the political terrai

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Loop Was Closed

    The Torres decision was handed down on a Monday in November.Six to three.The majority opinion established the federal enforcement backstop. It established the sixty-day trigger. It held that a constitutional right required a mechanism for its vindication that was accessible to the rights-holder without independent counsel.The opinion ran forty-seven pages.The Torres family was not in the court when it was announced. Elena Torres was in Texas. I did not know where she was when she heard.I did not know where Marcus Torres was when he heard.But the advocacy organization that had brought the case called my chambers within the hour and the lawyer who called said that Elena Torres had gotten the news through the organization's Texas coordinator and had cried and then immediately asked what happened next and what she needed to do.What she needed to do was wait for the federal mechanism to assume jurisdiction in her county, which would happen within sixty days of the decision.The lawy

  • Mistaken Alliances    Sixty Days

    The court granted certiorari in May.The case was called Torres v Anderson, the lead petitioner being a woman named Elena Torres from a county in Texas where the access program had not yet reached full implementation and where the enforcement mechanism was precisely as broken as the petition had alleged.Elena Torres had been trying to enforce her son's adequacy right for two years. Her son, Marcus Torres, had been convicted at nineteen. His public defender had carried three hundred and twelve cases the year of his trial. The inadequacy was documentable. The enforcement mechanism in her county required her to file a petition that required a lawyer to prepare and she had no lawyer to prepare it.The loop.I read the Torres brief on a weekend and I sat with it for a long time.A nineteen-year-old named Marcus Torres in a Texas county. His mother trying to enforce a right that the Supreme Court had established. Unable to do so because the mechanism required the thing she was trying to ge

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Right To A Remedy

    A Sunday at the end of March.Washington was turning toward spring, the particular spring of a city where the cherry trees were the signal, the pink and white of them along the Mall, brief and extravagant, the kind of beauty that worked by being temporary.Kade and I walked through the Mall on Sunday morning before the crowds got large. He had taken to this since the Georgetown apartment, the Sunday morning walks, the city quiet before it fully started.We walked and did not talk much. We had been walking together for long enough that silence between us was full rather than empty.At the reflecting pool he stopped."Tell me where we are," he said.It was a question he asked sometimes. Not geographically. The larger version of where.I thought about it."You are retired," I said. "The company is in good hands. The children are building their own things. Eloise is coming for Easter. Oliver has a new series starting. James has a second bridge commission. Nora argued a case last week that

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Cost of Significance

    December arrived with all the city's seasonal drama.The brownstone was decorated. Not elaborately. Kade and I had decided early that Christmas in our house would be warm rather than spectacular, and so it was. A good tree and the children's ornaments, each one chosen by them with a certainty that

  • Mistaken Alliances    We Deal With It Together

    It was Kade's mother who figured it out first. We were having lunch at the townhouse, just Eloise and me, a habit that had developed quietly over the past weeks. She fed me and I told her things I didn't tell the twins, not always about them, sometimes just about work or the city or things I wa

  • Mistaken Alliances    Which Brother

    By the following Tuesday, the entire office knew. I wasn't sure how it started. Maybe it was the way Killian had greeted me in the hallway that morning, loud and warm in front of everyone, like we were old friends. Maybe it was the way Kade had held the elevator door open for me with a look that

  • Mistaken Alliances    Behind Closed Doors

    I did not shake their hands for long. The second I let go, I stepped back and put a smile on my face that I hoped looked more natural than it felt, because on the inside I was absolutely losing it. "What a surprise," I said, and I meant it in the worst possible way. Bendel was beaming betwe

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