Well, you don’t learn everything in law school, do you?
All aboard for the Culture Rot Express!
A Kentucky judge is being investigated by the state’s Judicial Conduct Commission for–ahem, allegedly–using her chambers as “a glorified frat house,” complete with sexual threesomes, loud guitar music (sometimes while cases were being tried in the courtroom, just down the hall), and other hijinks (https://nypost.com/2019/12/06/kentucky-judge-accused-of-frat-house-behavior-threesomes-with-staffers/).
She only got caught because she tried to seduce other couples into joining in the fun, and they reported her.
The jolly judge’s main partner in these shenanigans plays lead guitar in her rock band–yes, it seems the judge has a rock band–and is “a former pastor.” I wonder how former. They say he likes to set up in the judge’s chambers, plug in, and jam with himself. Imagine trying to sum up your case for the jury with some noodlehead going pwang, pwang, pwang! down the hall. For some reason I imagine him singing “The House of the Rising Sun.”
Something seems to have gone wrong here. I guess we can forget about using the expression, “As sober as a judge.” Some of the people who’ve been judged by her probably feel they got a raw deal. Like perhaps her mind wasn’t entirely on her work.
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