Jim Comey's pulled off a unique double over the past year, managing to inflame the passions of both the left and right wings of the American body politic. The former Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) spent 90 minutes on Friday talking about that, about his time at the Bureau, and about his fairly optimistic view of the future of the United States in a candid discussion with Ben Wittes of Lawfare.
The conversation, recorded for the Lawfare blog's podcast series, was open to the public, so I took advantage of my proximity and a nice hole in my late-week schedule to attend. Throughout a discussion of complex issues and an overheated time in our political history, I was struck more than anything by Comey's decency, humility, and humanity.
As he recounted the events surrounding his firing, Comey said that the only thing that made him angry was the way he was prohibited from saying goodbye in person to the people with whom he had relationships, like the custodial staff and the ladies in the special records room on the 7th floor of FBI headquarters. He called that aspect of his dismissal especially cruel.
Wittes is an admitted friend of Comey's, and the questioning was kind to the guy who many on the left fervently believe led to Hillary Clinton's loss in November. Comey noted that reasonable people have reason to criticize his decision to go public with the news that the FBI had reopened an investigation into Clinton's handling of emails, but characterized his choice as between an option that "sucked" and an alternative that "really sucked". Not exactly the phrasing I expected from a former FBI Director.
Comey took pains several times to pop his own bubble - he's either a very relatable guy, or a terrific actor. He routinely bought a sandwich in the FBI cafeteria for lunch (a practice far from the norm for past Directors) and asked questions of the people he found himself in line with. On one occasion, he spoke with an enthusiastic young IT technician, who explained how much he loved working for the FBI before asking Comey, "So, what do you do?" When Comey responded, "I'm the Director", the junior staffer asked, "Of what, like a division or something?"
"Dude, I'm the Director of the FBI," replied Comey. His wife enjoyed that story, according to Comey, who was surprisingly funny.
Throughout the session, Comey never mentioned the current President* by name, though he pulled very few punches in describing the damage to norms his administration and a complicit Congressional GOP are doing. He castigated Republicans for the way they've drifted far away from the foundational values that have governed us for centuries, specifically talking about the rule of law, all in the name ephemeral political outcomes. His test is a simple one: What will you tell your grandchildren when they ask what you did to stand up and be counted? In his analysis, too many in the modern GOP will fail that test if they're honest with themselves.
In the end, Comey's an optimist about our country. He described a number of tipping points in our history where Americans rose up to affirm our common values and resist threats to our unique republic. The American people are a sleeping giant, as Comey sees it, and once awoken are capable of righting even great wrongs.
He analogized our current times as a forest fire, capable of doing great damage in the short term, but ultimately regenerative. Comey sees green shoots in the work being done by the press and certain Congressional leaders, as well as the increasingly vocal common people refusing to accept the erosion of certain norms. (For what it's worth, Wittes wondered if a giant meteor of death might be a better descriptor of modern America.)
I found myself understanding the former analogy, wishing it were accurate, and deciding that it might not be. But Jim Comey's seen a lot more than I have, and he's a lot smarter than the average bear, so I'll continue to hope he's correct.
And I'm pretty sure he'll have no problem answering his grandchildren's questions.
Sunday, May 13, 2018
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Finishing up Wild Wild Country now. This was the biggest story of my lifetime that I knew absolutely nothing about. Enjoy...it’s decent but do feel it leaves out some key pieces. You be the judge.
Whit, I think you showed your age with your GF’s friends just by showing up. Not hard to spot the Pentagenarian among the 20-somethings. That said, sock puppet comments, even those related to Flea’s penis will get you outed as an “old”.
My 8 y/o fell to one knee and started dry heaving during a soccer game this morning. Wimp couldn’t power through a fever. He freaked out the other team though.
And my 10 y/o has a convenient 530 PM game that is 40 mins from our house. That doesn’t foul up my Mom’s Day grilling plans at all.
El Tigre is making things interesante...
Jayson Tatum is astonishingly skilled for a player of his age and size. He’ll lead the NBA in scoring at some point.
Spent most of day at The Playaaaas...home now to watch on the Telly. Tiger playing some golf, has left a couple shots out there otherwise could be within 2. The gallery following he and Spieth is immense. No one following the lead group other than wives and siblings.
Webb has moobs.
RE: TR’s son
I played rugby for 5 years and have watched it for many more. Best play I ever saw... Cape Fear 7’s tourney in the spring of ‘90, chock full of ridiculous stories. 4 of the starting 7 vomited before the first match of the day on Sunday, including me, and the fifth was a bloke called Madigan who lost his meal in the middle of that match. Breakaway headed towards his position on the wing. We are all chasing this speedster and then see that the lone line of defense is down on all fours yakking his guts out. Madigan looks up, sees what he must do, tackles the guy, wrestles the ball away, and punts it out of bounds. Then immediately drops back down onto all fours and starts barfing.
Rugby.
And Marls, I’m not a pentagenarian, bitch
I just laughed out loud at Tatum’s handle and the off the dribble three. The Brown-Tatum combo is going to be a monster. Kinda already is.
I think you should fight Marls, Whit. Can’t let that shit slide.
Oh yeah? My 7 y/o had an itch and scratched it. Unfortunately the itch was near his asshole and due to his lousy wiping practices he got some poop on his finger. He then scratched and itch in his face. He later looked in a mirror and yelled "I have poop on my face!" And I didn't think I heard him right so I said "What?!" And he replied "I HAVE ... POOP ... ON ... MY FACE!!!" He cleaned up ok.
my daughter is retiring from competitive soccer at the end of this season. she's got a tournament and one more regular season match to go. (i'll almost certainly write some sort of sappy retrospective that's far too focused on me and not on her.) throughout her career, her teams have been fairly mediocre, at best. a couple of tournament finals here and there, no titles, and maybe two winning seasons in 12 total campaigns. they have banked five league sportsmanship awards, something that's voted on by the other teams. so they've been good losers.
today, her team showed a ton of grit and won a tough one in their second match in two days, taking their record to 7-0-0 on the season and mathematically clinching a league title. i'm really happy for them, and even more so for her.
That’s great. I don’t see my kid being an elite athlete but I do want her to find a sport she truly enjoys because sports are fun and being a part of a team is even better.
Good for you, Rob. A lack of a growth spurt and a lack of passion for the game has impacted my 4th grader’s club soccer career. He will move to football in the fall. I have been watching what is probably his last couple soccer matches now and it is bittersweet. He was a badass 1st/2nd grader, but things change.
Whit i was at Cape Fear in '90 as that was the first year we (WRFC) ever won it. Beat MOB in the finals. Won again in '92. Good fucking times. Perhaps we ran into each other in the pubs? Who would know.. kinda remember hearing of puking on the pitch though.
Whit, you may not be, but your liver is.
Sports gambling! Way to go SCOTUS!!
KT, I may have my years wrong... the one time I went down to Cape Fear our makeshift W&M side was seeded like 39 out of 40 and we went to the finals. Lost to some Roanoke or Richmond old boys in the final, which we played in a big stadium. It was crazy. Also, I met a girl using a British accent. It's possible I'm a knucklehead.
the scotus decision has ginormous implications for the sports biz. i expect leagues to announce their own gambling platforms within the month, among lots of other things. we can solve our national financial issues by legalizing gambling and marijuana.
(that latter part might be hyperbole.)
Margot Kidder dead at 69.
bummer. nice.
evil genius a good call, tr. can't watch tonight, however, alex has a travel game for first place in the flight. i will not be guest-coaching and i will be keeping my mouth shut during the game. i have learned my lesson and will treat children's sporting events as a place to have fun, develop character and friendship, and not worry about who wins or loses (i'm assuming the mnjsa reads all my online activity and we're trying to get my three game suspension truncated to one, due to extenuating circumstances).
Dryaymond is looking all kinds of crazypants to start this game.
two second-half goals see fulham past derby county, 2-1 in aggregate, to advance to the finals of the english league championship. one game stands between them and a return to the premiere league.
in new america, you can bet on whether draymond survives the first half without getting tossed
I love Rob's passion for lower-level British footie. Makes up for my lack of passion for what was an extremely dull EPL season.
cottagers are coming for the red devils, tr
I’m going to lose out on some sleep due to the Western Conference Finals and these late starts but I’m okay with that. This shit is fun.
Second that, Mark. This competition is fierce.
You're into cottaging?
Rockets, Harden and D’Antoni looking like the moment is too big for them. Who woulda thought that?
Oh yeah. Everybody.
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