"One of our clients died this morning," Paul said quietly. Before he spoke, while the interns, the other summer associates, the law fellows, and the staff attorneys were gathering in our firm's tiny conference room, I had surmised that something bad had happened because Paul had rolled up his shirt sleeves and loosened his tie. Prior to that afternoon -- all of us silent, barely moving as Paul explained what this man had stood for and why he was assassinated -- I had never seen him without a jacket. "Sure I would prefer to wear khakis every day," he had explained to the Summers on our first day, when one of us timidly inquired as to the dress code, "but we need them to trust us, and they expect lawyers to wear suits."
"They" are the rebels, the freedom fighters, the usurpers, those who fight for the premise that they have a basic human right to be free. Gaddhafi retained White and Case; the National Transitional Council has Paul and the firm he built. |