After reading last night's post about the ruling in a whitleblower case by the Department of Labor against Bank of America, a former insider sent me a link to a story from the Center for Public Integrity that gives more details about the case, including the fact that the fired employee was no ordinary whistleblower. No, she was the "executive vice president in charge of fraud risk management." In other words, according to the findings of the DOL, she was fired for doing her job.
As I said yesterday, the bank denies the allegations. In addition, the linked article above confirms my expectation that BofA will appeal the decision.We haven't heard the last of this one.
While discomfited by the possibility that all might not be entirely on the up-and-up at America's Bank, I was soon feeling much better when I learned that that the US justice system isn't letting those lawless Amish anarchists continue to flaunt the statutes of a land I like to call "The Land of the Free."
Eight members of a traditional Amish sect were behind bars on Tuesday after refusing to pay fines for failure to display orange-red safety triangles on their horse-drawn buggies.
The eight were being held in the Graves County Jail, serving sentences ranging between three and 10 days for failing to pay the fines on religious grounds.
Graves District Judge Deborah Hawkins ordered the men jailed Monday in Mayfield, about 200 miles from Louisville in western Kentucky. The defendants contend that paying the fines would amount to complying with a law that violates their religious restrictions against wearing or displaying bright colors or relying upon man-made symbols for their safety.
We've been all over these renegade "Pennsylvania Dutchmen" before. First it's raw milk, now no triangles on the buggies. What's next: dusting a public building with a feather duster? Milking another farmer's cow? Possessing a "realistic" dildo? I mean, it won't be long before one of these guys rushes into a courthouse strapped with C-4, yells "Thine unjust ordinances cause much consternation," and blows everyone to kingdom come (and beyond). We wouldn't cotton to that type of behavior in the Lone Star State, and I'm pleased to see that the Keystone (Kentucky) Cops won't either.
All of which leads me without any rhyme or reason to the bizarre tale of actor Nicolas Cage, who relates that one night he awoke to find a man naked, except for Cage's leather jacket, standing in front of his bed eating a Fudgesicle. It's not the incident itself that I find bizarre, since Cage long ago proved that weirdness is his normality. No, it's the fact that Reuters felt the need to add the following sentence to the story.
A Fudgesicle is a frozen, ice cream-like snack.
Thank you, Reuters. That kind of drill-down is why the main stream media is still proving its worth to me, hour by hour, day by day.
May you all have a safe, Fudgesicle-free weekend.
