Another memo showed that, within two weeks of Sept. 11, the administration was contemplating ways to use wiretaps without getting warrants.http://rawstory.com/news/2008/Obama_administration_releases_secret_Bush_terror_0302.html
The author of the search and seizure memo, John Yoo, did not immediately return a call seeking comment.
In that memo, Yoo wrote that the president could treat terrorist suspects in the United States like an invading foreign army. For instance, he said, the military would not have to get a warrant to storm a building to prevent terrorists from detonating a bomb.
One of the reasons why the Constitution is written simply is so that the Everyman might understand what lawful government looks like.
It's to help the farmer understand under which conditions he may kneel government agents down on the ground and blow their heads off with a shotgun. Civil servants get uppity sometimes. Then we kill them. It's the American way. It's the new cool. When you fly planes into the World Trade Center, you say, in effect, "Please kill us. It's the new cool." (Do you remember when this used to be considered dangerous material for me? It's not even anything now. I'm "calling back" to a time when I was riding high. I don't even know what constitutes dangerous material now. I'm always searching for that new high. Forgive me if I seem to be reaching for earlier successes. It's the symptom of age and decrepitude.)
The Everyman has no place for post-it notes and red string linking statutes with secret presidential decision directives that make it all "legal," to be judged by some guy in a powdered wig.
Mister Yoo's people have no cultural knowledge of human liberty. Ignore him on the matter.
P.S. The military can't even win a war against goat herders. How they think they would prevail against an army of some one hundred million, I have no idea. Maybe comfort capsules bring on such thoughts.
Remember: All the fancy armor in the world means nothing. Shots to the throat, shots to the groin and armpit. Or one to the knee and then place one at your leisure under his chin. He'll die. A three-oh-eight at three hundred yards is pretty hard to defend against.
A hundred grand in equipment and training versus a fifty-cent bullet out of nowhere: You do the math.
Don't pick up the gun.
