By Michael Nava
When I filed for a seat on the San Francisco Superior Court, currently occupied by a Schwarzenegger appointee, the reaction from others was swift and predictable; they circled their wagons and accused me of politicizing the judiciary, engaging in partisanship and even threatening judicial independence. A judge friend of mine in Los Angeles told me recently that when you become a judge, two things happen: First, you lose your first name and, second, no one ...
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