More Lawyer Fisticuffs--Ego and Money

The Scranton Pennsylvania Morning Call is reporting on two injury lawyer getting into a punch fest with one another, this is from their report via Above the Law:

An attorney has been charged with assault after authorities say he repeatedly punched his opposing counsel during an argument in a northeastern Pennsylvania courthouse. Police say 46-year-old Michael Rauch threw three roundhouse punches at Scranton attorney John Fisher at the Lackawanna County Courthouse in Scranton [last]  Thursday. The two had been on opposite sides of a civil lawsuit involving a 2003 car crash.

Rauch, of Cherry Hill, N.J., was charged Thursday with simple assault, harassment and disorderly conduct. Court papers say Rauch told sheriff's deputies that he had told Fisher to leave him alone but that he continued to harass him.

Rauch spent the morning in a holding cell and later left the courthouse on $10,000 unsecured bail.
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It's always remarkable when legal professionals get into fisticuffs.  It is always about "respect," someone feels "disrespected," which means it's always about ego.  Since lawyers losing it is always about ego, the throwing of a punch usually works it way back around to being about money.  Ego and money, its always about ego and money. 

Years ago, a sleazy lawyer I worked for was testifying in a divorce (who knows why, let's just say:  it was another era) when an even sleazier lawyer attacked him using his cane swinging wildly and ineffectively. 

In that day and age a lot of strange stuff went unpunsihed and a mere admonishment put an end to the attempted courtroom violence. Now bear with me, the assailant who I'll call Milt Showroon, was merely a part time lawyer; he was also a slum landlord, and a ghetto furniture store owner/operator.  No doubt Milt was brilliant. Both of Milt's sons were both Harvard Law school graduates and became in their own right prominent OurTown practitioners they were from a different era and educational background from their father.  Milt himself had only a passing acquaintance with the law, ethics and professional responsibility.  His career ended a few years after the incident I described after being arrested and prosecuted for discharging a revolver in an ill-advised effort to intimidate a tenant to collect late rents. 

As you no doubt realize if you are a regular reader of Bad Lawyer, Milt Showroom needed the nickles he was trying to collect that afternoon from his ghetto-tenant, when he pulled the six shooter, like the Ocean needs a few more drops of water, or crude.