4.2.12 WC: 191694 Was Mike Tyson the victim of the changing politics of rape? The first time I met Mike Tyson was the night before he was to be sentenced and sent to prison. Mike was deciding whether to accept Don King’s recommendation that he hire me as his appellate lawyer. He was in a hotel room in Indianapolis, Indiana, with his large entourage. After briefly discussing the case and the appeal, he turned to me and asked point blank, “So professor, I have two questions. Do you believe I’m innocent and what do you think of me as a person?” I replied to the first question that I had no basis at that time to form a judgment about his guilt or innocence since I had not yet read the transcripts. He replied, “ok that’s the lawyers’ talk. I understand. Now, man to man, what do you think of me?” I looked him straight in the eye and said: “If you’re innocent, you’re a real schmuck.” He looked back at me and said, “You calling me a schmuck?” I said, “Yes, if you’re innocent then you’re a schmuck for going up to a hotel room at three o’clock in the morning with a woman who you didn’t know, without any witnesses, thereby putting yourself in a position where she could accuse you of so serious a crime.” He turned to several members of his entourage and said, “This man’s calling me a schmuck. He’s right. I want to know why you guys didn’t call me a schmuck. He’s hired. I need somebody who’s willing to call me a schmuck when I am a schmuck.” That was Mike Tyson - - direct and to the point. While preparing his appeal I went to visit him in prison several times. The prison rules required that we sit side-by-side facing a camera. Whenever I would say something he agreed with, he would give me a gentle love tap on my arm or on my thigh. A love tap to him! When I got back to my hotel I was black and blue. One day I saw a guard taunt him mercilessly and watched him strain to control himself. He did hard time in prison. I sent him books to read—about subjects that interested him such a