Don’t Know Much Geography

Map reading seems to be another non-existent skill for the Cabin Boy™.There’s no particular reason for the Cabin Boy™ to have a reasonable hope that any Texas state records will be destroyed by the hurricane now moving into the state. The latest predictions show that Austin is on the edge of the very low probability zone for hurricane force winds.Indeed, while the official forecast for Austin for the next few days includes the possibility of a tropical storm, the probability of rain over the weekend never exceeds 80 percent.Of course, anyone in the possible path of the storm should take proper precautions, but no Hill Country Lickspittles have been put on alert.

Foolishness in Travis County, Texas

Rosemary Lehmberg, the District Attorney of Travis County, Texas, was busted for DWI. As a result, she did jail time and temporarily lost her license to practice law. She refused to resign her office, and now, a special prosecutor has indicted Governor Rick Perry for exercising his veto power over a part of the state’s funding for the DA’s office.

This case is so bizarre that even John Chiat and Think Progress are embarrassed by it, but much of the leadership of the Texas Democrat Party is gone all in, hoping to make a dent in the Republican Party’s control of state’s government.

Patterico has the best legal analysis I’ve read so far of the patently bogus indictment. Read the whole thing.

Team Kimberlin Post of the Day

Here’s another installment in the Saga of The Dread Pirate Kimberlin detailing another of his accomplishments. It’s provided for those of you who are new to the story.

During his 20s, Brett Kimberlin was a very successful businessman. In addition to a heath food store and a restaurant, he operated an import business. He imported marijuana. In large wholesale quantities. By 1978, he was bringing it in by the ton.

In February, 1979, he was in Texas to receive a DC-4 load of dope at a makeshift airfield. However, the weather was such that the pilots couldn’t find the field. They were directed by air traffic controllers to a real airport. Rather than land with bales of marijuana on board, they began dumping their load over south Texas. Kimberlin and his crew wound up being busted by local cops in Kleberg County who turned Kimberlin over to the DEA.

Mark Singer’s book Citizen K records this conversation (p. 108) that supposedly occurred while Kimberlin was being driven to Corpus Christi by the narcs:

“What are we under arrest for?”

“Conspiracy with intent to possess and distribute marijuana,” one agent replied.

“What marijuana?” asked Kimberlin.

“We got your airplane,” said the other agent.

“What airplane?”

“Your pot was scattered all over south Texas.”

“What pot?’

Indeed, over 5 tons of Kimberlin’s dope in 45 pound bales were strewn across several counties. One bale landed in the main downtown intersection in Alice, Texas, and ranchers were joking about feeding the stuff to their livestock (a different kind of loco weed?).

Kimberlin wound up pleading guilty. He got 4 years.

But getting busted for smuggling dope was the least of Brett Kimberlin’s problems in the late ’70s and early ’80s. We’ll consider another of his legal difficulties in a later post.

Stay tuned.