A WHITE COLLAR CRIME STORY. Back when I was practicing law, I had to deliver a document I had prepared to a colleague who was engaged in a trial. I got into a limo for the last leg of the trip and started chatting with the driver, who was a big guy. He was interested that I was going to the federal courthouse and asked me which judge I was going to be seeing. I gave him the name of the trial judge. He said that he had heard good things about him but that he had been sentenced by a different judge. I asked him what he had been sentenced for. “White collar crime,” he said. “Extortion.”
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