Supreme Court Denies Vogt’s Petition


by Montgomery Blair Sibley, ©2014, blogging at Amo Probos

(May 22, 2014) — It is with real sadness that I report that the Supreme Court has denied Doug Vogt’s Petition which sought to re-affirm the right of every Citizen to Petition the Grand Jury to investigate criminal behavior.  By denying Vogt’s Petition, the coup d’etat against the Grand Jury by the Executive Branch is now complete and the restoration of “Right Divine” is at hand for government actors can now act without fearing the consequence of a Grand Jury investigation. Nice work if you can get it!

In sum, I believe that those rights secured by the Magna Carta have now been extinguished. Fitting, I suppose then, is little Kipling:

At Runnymede, at Runnymede,
What say the reeds at Runnymede?
The lissom reeds that give and take,
That bend so far, but never break,
They keep the sleepy Thames awake
With tales of John at Runnymede.
At Runnymede, at Runnymede,
Oh, hear the reeds at Runnymede:
‘You musn’t sell, delay, deny,
A freeman’s right or liberty.
It wakes the stubborn Englishry,
We saw ’em roused at Runnymede!

When through our ranks the Barons came,
With little thought of praise or blame,
But resolute to play the game,
They lumbered up to Runnymede;
And there they launched in solid line
The first attack on Right Divine,
The curt uncompromising “Sign!’
They settled John at Runnymede.

At Runnymede, at Runnymede,
Your rights were won at Runnymede!
No freeman shall be fined or bound,
Or dispossessed of freehold ground,
Except by lawful judgment found
And passed upon him by his peers.
Forget not, after all these years,
The Charter signed at Runnymede.’

And still when mob or Monarch lays
Too rude a hand on English ways,
The whisper wakes, the shudder plays,
Across the reeds at Runnymede.
And Thames, that knows the moods of kings,
And crowds and priests and suchlike things,
Rolls deep and dreadful as he brings
Their warning down from Runnymede!


One Response to "Supreme Court Denies Vogt’s Petition"

  1. Stephen Hiller   Friday, May 23, 2014 at 7:50 AM

    Play the pipes slowly … and lay the sod o’er me … who knows what tomorrow will bring?
    Mrs. Rondeau replies: “Did the pipes play ‘The Flowers of the Forest…'”

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