The elevator door opens on some random floor. An old lady is standing there when they open."What's going on up there?" the old lady asked. "Oh, this government thing. With the Department of Justice," I said. "The Justice Department! Are you a reporter?" "Yeah, I am." "Well then ask them this: Ask them why there's NO JUSTICE." "…" "Because, see," she said. "The new guy and the old guy, they're the SAME GUY." The doors close. I'll be sure to ask.