By Kevin
D. Williamson
Monday,
July 24, 2023
Writing
in the New York Times, Charlie Savage observes about one of the
lawsuits against Donald Trump: “Because those cases are civil, Mr. Trump could
choose not to attend the trials, just as he shunned an earlier lawsuit by Ms.
Carroll, in which a jury found him guilty of sexual abuse.”
That is,
of course, not true: Donald Trump, as of this writing, has not been found guilty of
anything.
The
sentence was afterward amended—without any acknowledgment of the error—to
“liable for sexual abuse.” References to the original formulation remain
online, and one may assume that they will remain there forever. The distinction
is important for a few reasons: First is the obvious one, that journalists
should try to represent facts accurately; second is the necessity of preserving
the unique legal status of a criminal conviction in a time when progressives
are attempting to strip Americans of their civil rights when they have not been
convicted of—or even charged with—any crime; third, related to the second, is
the emergence of what amounts in effect to a new quasi-legal standard in our
public life: “credibly accused.”
Last
week, I mentioned this Slate piece in which Abigail Esman argued
that Americans should have their civil rights suspended based not on a criminal
conviction or even an indictment but on … strangely, she never gets around to
suggesting a standard of evidence, not because there isn’t one—there is!—but
because it is one that she and others of her stripe would not like to
acknowledge in public: She believes Americans should be penalized, up to and
including the forfeiture of their legal rights, based on the say-so of the
right sort of person, presumably people such as herself. The headline over her
essay reads, “SCOTUS Is Really Considering if Domestic Abusers Should Be Allowed
Guns,” and she writes:
So let’s be clear: the U.S. Supreme Court decision last week to consider
the case of United States v.
Rahimi, determining whether someone
with a history of domestic violence may own a gun, is about far more than
domestic abuse and its victims. It’s about America’s national security. Our
national security.
If you
thought it was only 9/11-era right-wingers who favored stripping dodgy-seeming
swarthy young men with Middle Eastern-sounding names (Rahimi is an
Iranian surname) of their civil rights without due process, then you haven’t
been paying attention. In spite of what Esman and Slate claim,
the case does not involve anybody with “a history of domestic violence” where
the law is concerned; Rahimi seems to be a terrible thug, but
he has never been charged with domestic violence, much less convicted of
it. He seems—to me—very much like somebody who ought to be locked up for a good
long while, but he hasn’t been convicted of anything that would bring that
about. He may be, eventually—it seems likely that he will be convicted on at
least a few of the raft of criminal charges headed his way. But I, the
Jury, is a Mickey Spillane novel—not a legitimate model of jurisprudence.
The legal standard is the one that matters here—the question before us isn’t
whether Zackey Rahimi should be invited to Thanksgiving dinner, but whether he,
and others in his position, should be relieved of their civil rights or face
other legal sanctions without being charged with or convicted of any crime that
would warrant it.
We have
all sorts of procedural protections for people accused of wrongdoing because—as
they knew even way back in the 18th century!—anybody can be
accused of anything. If you want an indicator of how irresponsibly and
maliciously such accusations can be—and how very slack the standard of
“credibly accused” is, in practice—you need only look elsewhere in Esman’s
essay, where she writes:
So now it is up to the Supreme Court—the same Supreme Court that
includes one judge credibly accused of sexual assault, another with a history
of sexual harassment, and a third whose Pentecostal religion holds that women are to obey
the demands and orders of men—to decide.
At an
elementary level, this is a simple smear, of course, the suggestion that the
Supreme Court cannot be expected to make the right ruling on a legal question
because of the alleged moral depravity of its members, as asserted (though, of
course, never quite demonstrated) by their political enemies. Two of these
claims I will not spend very much time on, only to note: Clarence Thomas does
not have “a history of sexual harassment,” he has a history of having been
accused of sexual harassment in a lurid episode that involved everything from
factual inconsistencies to what one senator at the time characterized as
“flat-out perjury”; Amy Coney Barrett does not profess a “Pentecostal religion,”
and instead is a Roman Catholic who belonged to an ecumenical group that has
been the focus of absurd conspiracy theories cooked up by people laboring
under the delusional belief that they are living in a Margaret Atwood novel.
(We aren’t living in The Handmaid’s Tale—we are living in Infinite
Jest.) The third claim interests me a little more, because of its
assumption that the “credibly accused” standard ought to be considered
persuasive in this context.
I should
begin with the fact—and it is a fact—that Justice Brett Kavanaugh has not been
“credibly accused” of sexual assault, or even “credibly accused of rape”
as Slate falsely asserted on another occasion before withdrawing that particular
instance of defamation.
Kavanaugh
was accused of all sorts of things by a number of people, some of whom were
completely fabricating their stories, as in the case of left-wing activist Judy
Munro-Leighton, who had never met Kavanaugh and later admitted as much; Julie
Swetnick “walked back allegations,” in the terrifically weaselly
journalistic phrase, and suggested that those who doubted her story contact her
corroborating witnesses, who included a dead person and someone who said he’d
never met anybody called Julie Swetnick. Kavanaugh’s main accuser, Christine
Blasey Ford, told multiple versions of her story with important factual inconsistencies, and witnesses who at first
supported her claims later “walked back” their stories, including Cristina King
Miranda, who “clarified” that “she has no first-hand knowledge of the alleged
attack.” Some of the changing facts in Blasey Ford’s account would have, for
instance, had Kavanaugh committing crimes in places he was not present.
I don’t
know what Brett Kavanaugh was up to when he was a teenager. (Neither do you.) I
know that none of this adds up to “credibly accused,” unless “credibly” means
“politically convenient for attempting to destroy somebody I hate.” The
horrifying fact is that accusations of rape and sexual harassment are used as
culture-war weapons all the time: Lena Dunham did it; Rolling Stone did
it; nobody graduate students
you’ve never heard of do it.
Savage
was wrong to describe Trump as having been found “guilty of sexual abuse,” but,
while there was no criminal trial involved, Trump in that instance at least
enjoyed such due process as is involved in a civil case. (The use of civil
cases as ersatz prosecutions for crimes allegedly committed decades ago,
without any police investigation or charges at the time, is a similar problem,
but it is a different problem.) Kavanaugh, Thomas, et al. simply get the
brand “credibly accused” with the standard of “credibility” being whatever is
put forth by people who just so happen to be looking for an excuse to stop
their confirmation to the Supreme Court, to discredit them for political
reasons, etc.
Joe
Biden is at least as “credibly accused” of all sorts of things—sexual misconduct,
taking bribes—as Brett Kavanaugh ever was, and our progressive friends treat
such accusations with complete and utter contempt, because their definition of
“credible” includes only people who are aligned with them politically, at least
in some particular thing. (Like any conservative who writes critically about
Trump and his movement, I am well aware of the moving target that is
“credibility.”) Many of the accusations against Biden deserve to be treated
with contempt, and so do many of the accusers. But you can be sure that Biden
will get the benefit of the doubt until due process has been satisfied all the
way to the Supreme Court—and beyond that, if it doesn’t go his way, with
Democrats laboring manfully to undermine the legitimacy of the court and other
institutions that do not serve their short-term ends. Similarly, you can be
sure that the next conservative nominated to the Supreme Court will be told
that he has to stand down because … somebody … suggested … something …
on Twitter. It will be lurid, it will be repugnant, and it will be—the most
important part—well-insulated from rigorous investigation, protected under a
thick accumulation of time.
Because
we have such high standards for criminal convictions, guilty is
a powerful word in our culture. And it is a word that sticks—Savage’s copy has
been changed, but the reader comments attached to his story don’t reflect that:
“Trump was found guilty of sexual assault,” one begins. Another hews to the
“credibly accused” as though it were a conviction standard: “It is utterly
absurd that anyone accused of such deep-seated infractions to the US
constitution, and openly defiant fraud should be allowed to run in an election
pending legal resolution in the courts. People like Trump should be banned from
running for anything until such accusations against him are resolved.”
And on
and on it goes.
Also, mea culpa.
I have
been thinking about this for a few years now, and in 2020 I wrote a column
titled “A Thing I Got Wrong,” in which I reconsidered my earlier criticism of
California teachers’ unions that had gone to extraordinary lengths to protect
the salaries and benefits of teachers accused of sexually abusing minors, with
the union leaders arguing that teachers should not be cut off until convicted.
Reading what I had written about such cases, I was embarrassed to see the words
“credibly accused” under my own byline. Upon further reflection, it now seems
to me obvious that the legal standard—the standard of criminal conviction after
due process—is the appropriate one in that case. The unions may—do—have their
own self-interested reasons to demand for their members the very protections
that many of their members would in effect deny others—AFT boss Randi Weingarten wanted
Kavanaugh disqualified because of the allegations against him—but that does not change the fact
that the legal standard is the appropriate standard.
There is
a time for “credibly accused,” a standard or demi-standard that came into
prominence with the adoption of more assertive policies regarding members of
the clergy (and, eventually, teachers and others) accused of sexually abusing
minors. It serves a narrow purpose: Those with administrative responsibilities
that include looking after the physical safety of children use the “credibly
accused” standard to separate children from potential threats until the safety
of those under their care is satisfied and to trigger protocols for “mandatory reporters.”
When the
system is functioning properly, that “credibly accused” standard is something
that initiates a legal process—not something that stands in for a
legal process. Someone who is “credibly accused” of a crime is someone who
should be investigated—and, if warranted, prosecuted—for that crime; “credibly
accused” is not an especially useful way of thinking about crimes alleged to
have happened years or decades ago, crimes that never were prosecuted, crimes
that produced no criminal charges or convictions, crimes for which passing time
has eroded the possibility of producing evidence and witnesses, etc. “Credibly
accused” is roughly the standard that comes into play when it comes to filing
charges against an offender—not the standard that comes into play 40 years
later, when the newly—suddenly—accused party runs for office or is nominated to
a judgeship. People who are accused of serious wrongdoing should have the
opportunity of resolving the accusations against them—particularly when those
accusations are of criminal wrongdoing, something for which we have an
excellent set of procedures for reaching resolution.
There is
a myth in journalism that putting the word “alleged” before something saves the
reporter and the publisher from defamation claims. That is not true. It matters
who is doing the alleging. To write that a man charged with murder is an alleged
murderer is one thing, but to write that Ted Cruz’s father is an
alleged murderer because Donald Trump smeared him as such is another. Alleged
by whom? Alleged when? Alleged in what context?
These
things matter. They matter not only for the high and mighty as they rise to
even higher and mightier positions, but they also matter to nobodies facing the
forfeiture of their constitutional rights on the basis of an accusation.
Some people need to be reminded that “the court of public opinion” is a
metaphor, and a not particularly useful one at that.
And
Furthermore …
One of
the maddening things about this, vis-à-vis Donald Trump, is that we don’t need
a lax “credibly accused” standard to disqualify him. The things he has done
about which there is no debate should be enough: Anybody who invented an
imaginary friend to lie to the New York Post about his sex
life and then named his son after that imaginary friend needs to be kept far
from the nuclear launch codes, and once you add in a few other little
things—like trying to stage a coup d’état after losing the
election to Joe Biden—there’s a good case for writing the guy off. Trump is a
liar and a grifter and always has been. The world’s most significant levers of
power? I wouldn’t let that guy borrow my truck.
One
More Thing …
It is
weird as heck that Gov. Gretchen Whitmer’s staff spends so much time playing with
Barbie dolls, but
somebody should point out to them that the “made in Michigan” Corvette hasn’t
been made in Michigan in more than four decades, production having been moved
to Kentucky in 1981. Barbie’s Corvette is based on the 1956 model—hooray for
the Eisenhower era!—and the last Kentucky governor to have bragging rights
about the Corvette was the late John Young Brown Jr., whose most famous
contribution to American public life was Kentucky Fried Chicken, which he
bought from Colonel Harlan Sanders for $2 million and built into a fast-food
behemoth.
Words
About Words
No, he
isn’t:
A
husband who is sinking under the weight of some literal or metaphorical burden
is foundering. Someone who is floundering is
flopping around like a fish out of water.
In
Other Wordiness …
Some of
you may have had mothers who told you that the only reason people use foul
language is that they aren’t well-educated enough to come up with better words.
Charles C.W. Cooke is extraordinarily well-educated and one of the most
articulate men you will ever meet, and I highly recommend his essay, “Joe Biden Is an Asshole.”
What
a Pair …
… of
adjacent Slate headlines:
Also: Typos can cost you, bigly.
Economics
for English Majors
Donald Boudreaux,
who is the kind of economics professor all of us wish we had, makes an
important point about Adam Smith and free trade: Smith wasn’t an “even playing
field” guy—he was a unilateral free-trader.
If government officials are deciding whether to allow free trade of
goods and services in their country, they might turn to Adam Smith’s 1776
masterpiece, An Inquiry Into the Nature and Causes of the Wealth of
Nations. If they read competently, they will find a strong presumption
in favor of a policy of unilateral free trade — that is, of free trade
regardless of policies pursued abroad.
Smith saw that free trade increases the number of participants in the
market. Let’s enter into Adam Smith’s situation, and say the home country is
Britain.
When British officials allow it, free trade increases the number of
suppliers who serve British buyers. It increases also the number of customers
who are served by British producers. One effect is to deepen the division of
labor — to deepen specialization — which Smith identified as the greatest
source of increased output per worker. With free competition, high prices
prompt replies of “no thanks” as Britons find better deals in the open market.
Wasteful uses of resources are kept to a minimum. Free trade also means
privileges for none.
In
matters of trade relationships, even the most liberal of our elected officials
(and I mean liberal in the Smithian sense, not in the
I-Heart-Socialism sense) typically talk about the issue in terms of reciprocity,
i.e., “We open our markets to Canadian goods on the condition that the
Canadians open their markets to our goods.” And it is better if there is free
trade on both sides of the trading relationship. But it isn’t necessary that
there be reciprocity in order for us to avail ourselves of the benefits of free
trade.
Since we
are talking about the “Great Scot,” let’s think about Scotland: If we were to
eliminate tariffs on whisky from Scotland, that will lower the price of Scotch
for American consumers, irrespective of what happens in Scotland. If the Scots
kept up trade barriers, that might disadvantage producers of American whiskey
(I’m observing the convention of Scotch whisky vs. everybody
else’s whiskey even though I am not sold on its usefulness)
trying to sell their product in Scotland, and it would tend to keep prices
higher in Scotland—which, in certain cases, would have the effect of causing
Scottish consumers to subsidize American consumption by
forcing the Scots to pay artificially high prices at home, just as reducing the
price Americans pay for imported whiskey would put downward pressure on the
prices of American producers in the domestic market, too.
Another
way of looking at this is that free trade tends to be good for consumers across
the board, whereas protectionist measures tend to cost consumers more and
provide benefits to a relatively narrow class of domestic political clients offered
patronage by the people with the power to interfere with trade. But keep in
mind that, in this context, consumers doesn’t mean only people shopping at
Walmart—our biggest and most important businesses, including our biggest
exporters, are massive consumers: of raw materials, of components, of
energy, of labor, and of other inputs. Protectionist measures that keep the
price of steel high in the United States are a nice deal for steel producers,
in theory, but they are a terrible deal for everybody who uses steel and
everybody who uses things made of steel, which means, in effect, everybody:
farmers, factory owners, people who make cars, drive cars, or consume goods
that are moved around on vehicles that are to some degree made of steel. When
Uncle Stupid got a bee in his “economic patriotism” bonnet about Americans
being victimized by nefarious … Canadians … and their
abominable … lumber, they succeeded in driving up the price of
imported two-by-fours—and the price of houses, too. Who could have guessed that
the price of houses would go up if the government did its level best to raise
the price of the stuff houses are made of?
The big
problem with central planning—and trade protectionism is central planning,
albeit central planning that a lot of right-wingers seem to love—is that nobody
is as smart as he thinks he is. You can do a lot of damage—at home and
abroad—with trade barriers of various kinds, but you can’t really bootstrap
favored economic sectors the way trade protectionists imagine they can. Tariffs
aren’t a tax on evil outsiders—they are a tax on domestic consumers who, for
some inexplicable reason, do not understand that they are being victimized by
scheming swarthy foreigners who are offering them desirable goods at attractive
prices. You can hurt targeted foreign firms and sectors, to be sure—but you
will inflict proportional damage on your own economy in the form of higher
prices, diminished competition and innovation, etc. And protectionism
ultimately won’t make up for having companies or industries that aren’t up to
snuff.
(The
Japanese do make it complicated for Americans to sell cars there, but do you
really think the Japanese market was going to jump all over the 2019 Chevy
Impala if given a chance? Toyota sold eight Camrys for every Impala sold in the
United States in 2019, so, maybe, trade policy isn’t the issue.)
Empires
and kingdoms from the Romans to the English built navies and invested endless
diplomatic effort in keeping trade channels open—the Romans didn’t really salt
the fields at Carthage, because they needed that grain—but we modern Americans,
who need only lift a pinky finger to have all of the best stuff produced
everywhere in the world laid at our feet, believe that we have a trade problem.
We don’t. What we have is an investment problem—not enough of it.
As a
purely practical matter, U.S. producers can, of course, be disadvantaged by
trade barriers erected by foreign governments. (Or, like U.S. soybean
producers, they can get hosed because of trade-policy decisions undertaken in
Washington.) They also can be disadvantaged by subsidies offered to foreign
competitors. But U.S. producers are not operating in Switzerland or the
Netherlands or Belgium—they have the world’s largest domestic market for goods
and services right in their own backyard. If you are an American industrial
giant and you’re telling me you can’t make it because somebody is messing with
you in Singapore or Thailand—or China, for that matter—I’m not entirely
unsympathetic, but I don’t see that as a reason to impose a gigantic
consumption tax on U.S. consumers. That tax is going to hurt them—and it isn’t
really going to help you, in the long run.
As
Professor Boudreaux notes, even Adam Smith saw arguments for exceptions. I
don’t think outsourcing the production of U.S. army tanks to China would be a
very good idea. I don’t want Venezuela to be building our nuclear weapons for
us. (I don’t want Venezuela building nuclear weapons for anybody,
including, in particular, Venezuela.) But, in general, bring on the unilateral
free trade.
Everybody will complain about it, of course, especially the people who benefit from it the most.
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