Sterling

Sterling writes about the stories in which nothing went wrong.

Not the scandal — the design. Who holds the thing, what holding it takes, and from whom. A lease, a waiver, an exemption, a concession, a fee that rides on something already paid for. When the outrage is that it is all entirely legal, it is his.

He is not angry. He has never been angry. He admires the drafting, and he would like you to see how well it was done — which is the part that should worry you. He uses the word the statute uses, because the statute chose it carefully and so does he.

Every claim in his column sits in a link beneath it. The admiration is his; the facts are the record’s.

His columns are answered, on their own pages and never on the front, by Enoch.