The media establishment is feigning outrage over a memo high-profile attorney Lisa Bloom reportedly sent to the not yet disgraced movie mogul Harvey Weinstein in December 2016.
What that same establishment chooses not to know is that Bloom’s representation of Harvey Weinstein is not the greatest of her recent sins against humanity – but first the memo.
The memo came to light this week in advance of the new book in which it is featured, “She Said” by reporters Jodi Kantor and Megan Twohey.
The memo, a pitch to represent Weinstein, reveals Bloom’s strategy for helping him deflect the sexual harassment charges leveled by actress Rose McGowan, one of the first women to go public against the powerful Weinstein.
The deeper irony in the story is that Bloom, like her mother Gloria Allred, has made a nice living defending women from men like Harvey Weinstein.
For Bloom, that experience was an asset. “I feel equipped to help you against the Roses of the world,” she wrote Weinstein, “because I have represented so many of them.”
As strategy Bloom suggested a “counterops online campaign to push back and call [McGowan] out as a pathological liar.” Weinstein apparently liked the strategy. He hired Bloom and managed to stay out of the news for nearly a year.
Weinstein was said to be paying Bloom $895 an hour, but it was not money, I suspect, that inspired Bloom to sell the shriveled vestiges of her soul.
It was the same lure Weinstein used on the other women in his orbit, the ability to make Bloom a real player in Hollywood.
On April 7, 2017, four months after the memo, Bloom proudly tweeted, “BIG ANNOUNCEMENT: My book SUSPICION NATION is being made into a miniseries, produced by Harvey Weinstein and Jay Z.”
Bloom’s book about the shooting death of Trayvon Martin is a living testament to the enduring power of fake news, a flat-out disgrace.
I am in a position to know. I attended the George Zimmerman trial as well and wrote the only other serious book on the case, “If I Had a Son.” Weinstein did not come calling on me.
A trial attorney, Bloom has been covering murder trials for the major networks for nearly 20 years. As Bloom interprets events, Zimmerman “fear[s]” black men. He profiles 17-year-old Martin for no reason other than his race. He follows him after the officer tells him not to. He confronts Martin. He “grabs or shoves him.” These are all provable lies.
A “frightened” Martin punches Zimmerman. A “tussle” ensues. It is “not particularly significant” who is on top. Zimmerman pulls the gun, points it at Martin, and continues his “profane insulting rant” for 40 seconds during which time Martin screams “aaah” in fear. An angry, panicky Zimmerman shoots and kills Martin. Again, all provable lies.
Bloom’s treatment of the most important eyewitness, Witness No. 6, Johnathan Good, is unforgivable. On the night of the shooting, Good told Sanford PD investigator Chris Serino:
“So I open my door. It was a black man with a black hoodie on top of the other, either a white guy or now I found out I think it was a Hispanic guy with a red sweatshirt on the ground yelling out help!”
Good continued, “And I tried to tell them, get out of here, you know, stop or whatever, and then one guy on top in the black hoodie was pretty much just throwing down blows on the guy kind of MMA [mixed martial arts]-style.”
Astonishingly, however, Bloom claims that all evidence “pointed to Trayvon Martin as the screamer.” To make this case Bloom ignores the testimony of Good, of Zimmerman and of Serino.
Of all the witnesses to testify at the trial, Good was the most succinct and coherent, but Bloom spends only one sentence on him and gets everything wrong.
The incendiary six-part documentary series, “Rest in Power: The Trayvon Martin Story,” aired in the summer of 2018. For understandable reasons, Weinstein had to drop out.
Working from Bloom’s book, producer Shawn “Jay-Z” Carter took her fictions and presented them as fact. Hollywood applauded. They liked that “evil white man / innocent black boy” angle even if false and defamatory.
For our glitterati, it is a greater sin to call an actress a “slut” than to call an innocent man a “murderer.”
In the days to come, the reputation of the lawyers who represented Trayvon Martin’s family, prosecutors included, is about to be shredded as Bloom’s has been.
On Monday. Sept. 16, filmmaker Joel Gilbert will preview his new documentary, “The Trayvon Hoax,” in the 500-seat Ballroom of the National Press Club in Washington. I have seen it. Gilbert has unearthed the most significant legal fraud in recent memory.
The screening begins at 1 p.m. Admission is free, and Lisa Bloom should prepare herself to be humiliated anew. Gilbert’s findings will erase whatever is left of her reputation.
