Instant Karma gonna get you
Gonna knock you right in the head
You better get yourself together
Pretty soon you’re gonna be dead…
What in the world you thinking of?
Laughing in the face of love
What on Earth you tryna do?
It’s up to you, yeah, you:
A Kansas disciplinary panel said Thursday that former Kansas Attorney General Phill Kline should be indefinitely suspended from practicing law in the state because of the “dishonest and selfish” way he pursued abortion clinics.
The recommendation of the attorney disciplinary board culminates a turbulent six-year period in which Kline — as attorney general and later Johnson County district attorney — presided over investigations of the late George Tiller’s abortion clinic in Wichita and Planned Parenthood in Overland Park.
Now that’s a nice sight to see on a sunny Friday. Phill Kline, the fetus fetishizing ex-Kansas A-G who relentlessly pursued Dr. George Tiller for years and for naught, is finally getting his comeuppance. And it couldn’t happen to a nicer guy: apart from Scott Roeder, no one person has more of Dr. Tiller’s blood on his hands than Phill (yes, he really spells it with 2 L’s) Kline.
It isn’t hyperbole to say Kline was obsessed with Tiller. His entire term as Kansas A-G was devoted to a legal harassment crusade against the doctor. For 6 years Kline, in and out of office, routinely dragged Tiller into court on goofy trumped-up charges that were either cleared or dismissed. Now just imagine the brain-damaged Scott Roeder observing all this, his fragile mind spiraling into ever more savage fury as he watches the courts vindicate the doctor time and again, in case after case. Until finally he decides to mete out his own kind of justice.
So, good: ass righteously kicked by karma, Phill (2 L’s, seriously) is finally being put out to pasture where he can’t bother anyone. The closest he’ll get to abusing (I hesitate to call what Kline did “practicing”) law is his professorship at Falwell’s respected *cough* “Liberty School of Law”. That’s the dollop of whipped cream on the schadenfreude cake.
And we all shine on…
