Don’t subpoena me, bro: The sequel

I have a pen and I have notes, to borrow a phrase. I have notes of comments made by President Trump at the White House reception for conservative media on April 24, 2017 on the occasion of his first hundred days in office. I used my notes to write up my account of the reception for Power Line readers in “At the White House with Trump.”

In a scenario out of Twilight Zone or The Outer Limits, I was served at home with a subpoena by lawyers for plaintiffs in one of the “travel ban” lawsuits from the early days of the Trump administration. The subpoena would have taken my notes away from me. They were going to let me keep my pen.

The story seemed to me illustrative of the will to power of the left as it flexes its muscle on campus, in the media, in the administrative state, and in the courts. It is certainly a story illustrative of the Age of Trump.

My attitude to the subpoena was inspired by the Steely Dan number