In 2005, I served on a jury. We lived in Massachusetts, and somehow, the legal system found me. I couldn’t believe it. The snail mail letter instructed me to show up at the Worcester, MA, courthouse early on weekday morning.

Change is afoot.

I am moving the Conflict of Interest Newsletter to a new platform called Substack.

Last Saturday, I found myself at one of those political dinners.

It’s Earth Day. Trump’s criminal trial has begun and the US Congress just approved $95 billion in foreign aid for Ukraine, Israel, Taiwan, and all manner of bank accounts outside the US. On a flight to DC from Chicago, that does not sit well with my seatmate in 34E - who is also my son.