“Breaking rocks in the hot sun / I fought the law and the law won.”
As a teenage punk rocker, I first heard those lines from the hoarse larynx of The Clash’s Joe Strummer. I found out only later that the song was written by the guy who replaced Buddy Holly as front-man of The Crickets. No, I don’t remember his name either.
It’s a great number, but not one that should be sung by presidents of the United States, unless they want their names to be engraved in our memories like the name of that guy who replaced Buddy Holly. Unfortunately for Donald Trump, “I Fought the Law” was last week’s theme tune. On Thursday, the federal Court of Appeals of the Ninth Circuit ruled against his administration’s executive order banning refugees, immigrants, and visitors from seven mostly Muslim countries. As a result, the executive order is a dead letter, pending further litigation or a complete rewrite by Team Trump.



To everyone who spent the past three months wildly predicting the death of the republic at the hands of the tyrant Trump, this must come as something of a let-down. The time-honored response of a dictator to a judicial rebuff is to have his party pass emergency legislation that suspends the constitution and gives his edicts the force of law. There is also the option of arresting and/or shooting the offending judges. Tweeting “SEE YOU IN COURT” does not get you to Duce status, much less full Führer.