Yesterday, the Supreme Court ruled on an issue that was based right here in Maryland. They upheld the right of law enforcement to take DNA samples from arrestees, for use in past or current cases.
Writing for the majority, Justice Kennedy likened the process to taking a suspect’s picture or fingerprints.
When this issue first arose in local news, I decided I was for it, and I still am. The technology has improved, and at this point in time, DNA is just a more accurate form of fingerprinting, which no one even blinks at any more.
The funny thing is that my opinion puts me on the opposite side from where I usually reside. Justices Ginsburg, Sotomayor, and Kagan were on the dissenting side, agreeing with the ACLU. I almost always agree with their take on any issue. But also dissenting was Justice Scalia, with whom I never agree.
What’s even weirder is that I don’t think Justice Thomas has ever decided differently than Scalia. If they went together this time, it would have tipped the decision the other way. I bet THAT ruffled some feathers between the two camps.
Anyway, I figure if a DNA sample can link someone to a past but very serious crime, like rape or murder, then have at it. I’m OK with taking a bad guy off the street. It’s a non-invasive process, unlike a blood sample. If you don’t want to be caught up in a DNA case, don’t rape or murder anyone. You want my DNA? Fine… I didn’t do shit.
Well, maybe that ONE time, but shhhhhh… That pumpkin was just going to go to waste anyway.
I’m going with a rare “short” post today. Later this evening, my nephew Daniel will be graduating from 8th grade. Yes, another graduation, and he hasn’t even hit high school yet. Now that I think about it, I should have had a ceremony when I graduated from a 38 to a 40 waist size.
I kid, I kid… I’m always happy for a chance to hang out with my nephews, recently graduated or otherwise.
I swear, this kid just came home from the hospital in a blanket. Now he’s talking to me with bass in his voice. Where the hell does the time go?