I like to think when a person gives their word, swears a oath, they understand and accept the implications, the responsibility to adhere to it.
I’m not naive enough though to not realize that isn’t always the case – just saying it would be nice if everyone did…..the world would sure be a different place.
Sometimes it may be impossible to keep your word, or a bad move to give it the first place, sometimes who you gave it to could seen as a qualifier.
OF MICE AND MEN
Posted by rezinate on April 13, 2013
I kind of have this idea that young law school graduates think they’re going to change the world, right the wrongs, and fight the good fight against injustice.
Maybe that was the way of it for Bruce Ellison, maybe he thought of himself as a champion riding into battle on a white horse with the sword of justice in one hand and clad in the armor of truth.
But somewhere along the line he took a detour, chose the wrong path, and probably got in over his head – whatever promise his career may have held evaporated as he became a front man for AIM, and ultimately a participant and accomplice in the crimes they committed.
In for a penny in for a pound-to deep to get out, and perhaps fearful to cut the ties that bind. After all others had disappeared and that wasn’t a list he wanted to be on.
A list that included Annie Mae Pictou Aquash- an AIM victim he was all to familiar with – and despite his representation of Peltier and the degree of security the AIM leadership could take in the client/ attorney confidentiality privilege the same couldn’t be said when it came to Annie.
Ellison crossed that line the moment he had knowledge of the plan to abduct Annie, return her to Pine Ridge, interrogate her, and possibly murder her.
His participation in her being held against her will and interrogated by himself and others sealed the deal.
He was no longer an attorney-he was an aider and abettor as well as a co- conspirator. He had become a common criminal, a thug, an abuser of women, and a underling of the AIM leadership.
The fifth amendment, denials, and yt videos can’t alter the reality.
In for a penny in for pound-and Ellison becomes an attorney for Peltier, a liaison for AIM, the eyes and ears to advise, coach, and to report back.
Peltier is deep in it-the murder of two federal agents-things don’t look good Annie’s out of the picture and the fear she knew a little too much and could present a danger had been mollified by her murder.
But a lot of loose ends-minutia, minor details that might have been forgotten and come back to haunt.
Who knows, as much heat as was being generated somebody might roll over, and what exactly was going to be the official party position? Was everyone familiar with it and willing to abide?
Lot of questions for Peltier – trust might have wavered when he recalled the personalities, the egos, and the focus on self preservation the leadership was noted for.
Vernon was raising hell and calling everyone a psychopath-would he consider his own skin and that of brother Clydes more important than that of a dimwitted murderer, or Means and Banks?
Maybe the finger would be pointed at him, Peltier – maybe he would be seen as a threat and Banks would make him disappear. A game of spin the bottle and the one it settles upon gets the kiss of death.
Maybe the thing was to escape, and maybe AIM in having their own doubts about him would assist.
But the name of the game for the leadership was to keep a safe distance, keep a low profile when suspicion was in the air-kind of like they did when Annie was being buried in a makeshift quasi-traditional ceremony at PR.
PR, where an eye could be kept on her remains, her restless spirit, and the false prophet of “Paradise” Leonard Crow Dog could do his act, work his wannabe mojo, and hopefully chain her there forever.
But there’s no honor among thieves, and the leadership were thieves to the core.
Thieves who stole tradition and substituted it with drugs, alcohol, rape, and murder.
Thieves who took the accrued suffering and misery of generations and turned it to personal profit.
Thieves who took the dreams and hopes of a people and turned them into ashes.
So whose to trust?
In for a penny in for pound-Ellison the fallen attorney, a disgrace to himself and his profession-weak kneed, insipid, eager to please, and obedient, just the man.
He had access, and certainly motive-he had that attorney client relationship, even a briefcase filled with self important papers, the obligatory pens, and some room left over for saw blades.
But as the poet Robert Burns wrote “the best laid plans of mice and men often go awry”, as did the great escape plan, and the rest is history.
A convicted murderer counts the days and the hours in prison while a fallen attorney goes to seed and takes the fifth-perhaps a form of justice in it’s own right.
A lot of wrongs to right, a lot of injustice to fight, just as on the day Bruce Ellison took his oath to uphold the law and be faithful to the letter of it – but it takes integrity to do these things – it takes a man.