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Someone needs to explain this to me. A lawyer perhaps. Maybe a cop. Because I do. Not. Understand.

John Albert Gardner III forcefully raped and brutally murdered two beautiful teenage girls. He watched as the life drained from their terrified eyes, and hid their abused bodies in shallow graves. He took their lives and destroyed those of their family and friends. He shook the trust of a community. MY community.

He’s flat out admitted that he killed them. He raped them both. He stabbed Amber. He strangled Chelsea. He got rid of their bodies. Didn’t manage to get rid of Chelsea’s DNA though. And through a plea bargain, he led the police to Amber’s body.

The plea bargain basically said that he would avoid the death penalty if he pled guilty and revealed the location on Amber’s body.

He will now serve three life sentences, two of them without parole (The third is for an attempted attack on another woman that managed to escape). Chelsea’s parents agreed to the conditions because they knew the Dubois family needed closure, and the death penalty is an empty promise in California anyway.

Why is it an empty promise?

Why can’t we kill these demented perverts?

Why do they have more rights under the law than their victims did?

Why can’t the cops and lawyers make a plea bargain stating, “If you plead guilty and give up the location of Amber’s body, you can have a painless injection. If you don’t, we’ll fry you. Or hang you. Or chop parts of you off and let you bleed to death. Your choice.”

That’s a plea bargain I can get behind.

Life without parole isn’t good enough.

James Moore was spared the death penalty in 1962 after raping and murdering a 14 year old girl. Thanks to a change in the law, he’s now eligible for parole every two years.

In 1966, Kenneth McDuff killed a couple of teenage boys, then raped and killed one of those boy’s girlfriend. He got a life sentence. And was let out in 1989 when prisons were overflowing. He went on to rape and kill at least nine other women. We’ll never really know how many.

Willie Horton.

Clarence Ray Allen.

And many, many more.

Life without parole doesn’t cut it. Kill him.

Kill him dead.

And that’s how I feel about that.

I’ve grown up with the law.  Literally.  My parents met in law school, and my mom was pregnant with me when she graduated.  I spent the first 6 months of my life nestled in her arms as she studied for the bar exam (although now that I have my own darling little hooligans, I can barely believe I was that good of a baby.  My mom is just THAT SMART for passing the bar on the first try.).

Many Saturdays and school holidays were spent at my parents’ law office; making forts under my dad’s big walnut desk, coloring pictures with florescent highlighters, and making paperclip chain necklaces.  I didn’t understand what they did, but I saw that they loved it.  I knew they worked passionately and tirelessly.  I knew I wanted to be just like them when I grew up.

In second grade, my teacher asked us students to share what we would like to be when we grew up.  After several ballerinas, teachers, and firemen, it was my turn to answer.  “A United States Supreme Court Justice.  But I’d settle for senator.”  What a mouth I had even at the age of eight!

Needless to say, I’ve always been fascinated with the law.  It’s probably why I’m so passionate about politics.  I want politicians to uphold the Constitution.  You know, that thing upon which our laws are based?  That simple document that built the greatest nation the world has ever seen?  The one signed by George Washington, James Madison, Alexander Hamilton, and lots of other dudes in funny looking clothes?  Yeah, that’s the one.

So it’s no surprise that sparks of excitement practically shot out my fingers and toes when my mom invited me to attend a lecture by the Honorable Antonin Scalia, of the United States Supreme Court.  Justice Scalia (a Reagan nominee) is an outspoken proponent of Constitutional Orginalism, the idea that the Constitution is not a living, breathing document that is given to morph through the years into something unrecognizable to the founders of our great nation.  A constitutional originalist understands that times and technology may change, but that we must calculate the trajectory of the meaning of the founders in the original document.

I had an invitation to hear the foremost authority in the country talk about an issue that is near and dear to me.  To say that I was thrilled would be an understatement.  I even showed up two hours early to the event.  Well, you never know if you’re going to get a flat tire, or maybe spill your Coke Zero on your blouse and have to make a mad dash to the nearest clothing store to buy a new, unstained shirt.  Thankfully, I made it to the venue in plenty of time, and managed to snag a seat in the third row.

The auditorium filled up behind me while jittery nervousness coursed through my veins.  Justice Scalia is a man that I’ve held in high esteem for years, and everyone knows that pedestals have a tendency to crumble.  The room began to hush as four very scholarly looking professors made their way onto the stage.  Mike Rappaport (the Director for Study of Constitutional Originalism at USD) introduced the man of the hour.

Within the first 27 seconds, I knew that my image of Justice Scalia would not come crumbling to the ground.  He was at ease.  He made jokes with the professors and the audience.  His defense of “the enduring Constitution” was clearly defined and well articulated. He didn’t talk above our heads, but he didn’t dumb it down either.  He was not boring.

And now I have a new favorite buzz term: Constitutional Originalism.  Justice Scalia explained that if judges do not hold to originalism, they will rewrite the Constitution, which would change the very nature of America. (Rewriting the constitution should not be confused with amendments, which have done wonderful things like abolishing slavery and giving equal rights to men and women of all skin colors.)

Here’s what I learned:

It keeps up with the times. A common criticism of originalism is that it’s impractical.  The Constitution was implemented long before vehicles, computers, or indoor plumbing were an everyday part of life.  How is it possible to stay true to such an ancient document in a modern world?  Justice Scalia gave the example of Saia v. New York, a case in which amplified sound was an issue.  Of course there was no electronically amplified sound at the time of the Constitution.  A non-originalist judge might make up any new rule that he felt like on the particular day that the case was handed to him.  An originalist judge would try to figure out how our founders would’ve ruled on such a case given the current technology.  Even though there wasn’t electronically amplified sound 200 years ago, there were certainly public nuisances.  The originalist then could focus on whether the case violated public nuisance laws.

Even liberals can be originalists- In the summer of 2008, the Supreme Court saw a case regarding the right to keep and bear arms. In DC v. Heller, the court held that the Second Amendment to the United States Constitution protects an individual’s right to possess a firearm for private use.  All of the opinions issued, even the two dissents, were originalist opinions.  Although they arrived at different conclusions, the Justices examined what the founders intended in, “A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.”

It is ok (and sometimes necessary) to impose limitations on Constitutional rights.  A convicted felon does not have a right as an individual to keep and bear arms. Drunk drivers may be discriminated against by having their licenses revoked.  Screaming, “FIRE!” in a crowded public place as a joke does not fall within the bounds of free speech.

It’s hard to do the right thing. Part of the fun of being a non-originalist is that you can make up whatever you like.  If our courts and legislature do not hold true to the meaning and intent of the Constitution, what do they cling to?  Their own convictions and morality?  It’s much easier to make decisions based on how you feel, or upon popular opinion, than it is to make them based on that mean old rule book.

About a month ago, just before the congressional August recess, I spent some time finding out what the representatives in my area felt about health care.  Even though I live on the left coast, there’s only one Representative in my county that is a supporter of HR 3200, the 1000+ page behemoth of a bill that would allow the government huge control in the medical field.  Representative Susan Davis, of California’s 53rd district, plans to vote yes on this bill.

Being adamantly opposed to this particular health care reform, I was looking forward to attending Susan Davis’s Town Hall Meeting, where she would be making a statement and taking questions about her support of the bill.  I had to search for a while, as the meeting was not listed on her website, but I finally found some information about a town hall meeting that she would be holding on health care reform, to take place August 29 at 1pm.  I put it on my calendar.

Silly-nilly me.  I should have known that with the difficulty of finding the information, along with the unwillingness of lefty elected officials being so disinclined to answer difficult questions (Barney Frank even asked one questioner, “On what planet do you spend most of your time?” and then proceeded to tell her that arguing with her would be “as pointless as arguing with the kitchen table.”) that the date might change.  I gave Susan Davis too much credit.  It never occurred to me that she would stealthily change the date of her town hall meeting regarding health care to two weeks prior than the date she originally gave.  Surely an elected official, someone that depends on the votes of their constituents, would not pull a switcheroo that would make it impossible for us protesters to express our opinions.

But that is exactly what happened.  Last night, I was preparing for my sojourn to a town hall meeting.  I checked my facts on health care, and wrote out some talking points on a 3×5 card so I wouldn’t get flustered by the hub-bub of it all. I laid out my clothes (not Brooks Brothers, just in case you were wondering), and I hoped online to check the address and get directions.  I searched Twitter to see if any of my local tweeps wanted to meet up.

On Twitter, I saw some weird comments about green jobs.  Huh.  I wondered what green jobs had to do with health care?  Maybe Cap and Tax, but health care?  With a sense of unrest, I pulled up Google and did a couple of searches.  And found out that Susan Davis had switched the topics and dates of her meetings.  When I did my original search last month, I saw that she had been planning to have a town hall meeting on green jobs earlier in the month, and a meeting on health care on August 29th.

I guess she decided to switch them around.  Leaving people like me SOL.  I don’t know about the rest of you, but I don’t have a time machine.  I can’t go back a few weeks and attend Susan Davis’s health care town hall meeting.

Here’s what I can do.  I can do it call her office (619-280-5353) and tell her how disappointed I am in her reluctance to openly discuss HR 3200 with citizens in her hometown.  I can write a blog post about her cowardice.  I can make a point to my readers: If this health care bill is such a great piece of legislation, why won’t those planning to vote for it talk to us about it?  Why don’t they answer our questions?  Why do some, like Barney Frank, flat out insult those that dare to question their government?  If a government option is going to lead to finer health care than the private industry provides, then why won’t one single Representative or Senator come out and promise that they will accept the public option for their own health care?

When did so many of our elected officials forget that they were not anointed or crowned as royalty, but elected as representatives?  They answer to us, the people that voted them in, and the people that have the power to vote them out.  They better start answering our questions.