What It's Like to Be in Purgatory

Georgetown's "investigation" of me would continue for more than three months after the inquisitors had interviewed me. Nightmare quickly gave way to farce.

When I last left off the story of my Georgetown “lived experience,” I had just been zoom-interviewed by the HR and IDEAA diversicrats while on a west-coast swing and was about to return to California for some more public events about the Supreme Court. The thinking was that (1) it would help my case to show that I was still capable of performing as a co…