[an amused spectator]

Fine, said the feds, who added another charge that would make Aunt Becky’s stay in the Big House even longer. At that point, Loughlin and her hubby told the feds “let’s talk a deal.” The prosecutors told them the plea bargain was no longer on the table.

Bullies with a bottomless checkbook.

These same Mitt-stain prosecutors would soil themselves if Hillary flipped them off the same way.

[Rockingham]

Routine prosecutorial abuse is mostly not political but reflexive and personality driven, a matter of going too far trying to assert and express dominance over criminal defendants and their attorneys. Woe unto defendants who trifle with and waste the time of a prosecutor who can add more charges just to break a defendant's will or run up the sentence.

A senior judge whom I worked for told me of his role in prosecuting a notorious rape-murder case, getting the death penalty, and then, years later, as a judge, calling the governor to urge commutation to life. As a prosecutor, he had a long antagonism with the defense lawyer and, determined to stick it to him, over-tried the case.

The defendant was convicted and got the death penalty, with a commutation years later. Virtually no one ever knew that it was the prosecutor turned judge who convinced the governor that the death penalty was not merited.