The Judge Next Door

It was high noon on Sunday in Edwin Meese's small, elegant office on the fifth floor of the Justice Department. In armchairs that faced one another sat Meese, Howard Baker and a clutch of lieutenants. In their midst was Anthony Kennedy, a potential Supreme Court nominee, who had been flown to Washington on an Air Force jet from Sacramento the evening before, carrying only a small overnight bag. The interrogation ran through 21 pages of single-spaced questions. Was your wife pregnant when you married? No. Have you ever visited a massage parlor? No. Have you seen other women since you were...

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