What did the prosecutor and defender look like? Sounds like that was the important part.
Prosecutor looked like Gunnars identical twin (I swear they were separated at birth).
Defender was a black male evangelical tv preacher-type with a delivery style right out of the Southern Baptist Church. He didnt win any points with the majority white female jury (no men on the jury and only one black female).
[reply]The selective questioning from the prosecutor to get the witnesses to say things to sway the jury into believing something happened that did not happen. A special agent out for blood. It has nothing to do with the truth/facts and everything to do with winning. Whoever has the better attorney wins.
The defenses attorney was horrific. I could have put together a better defense.
The plaintiff orchestrated the whole case for the Prosecutor, in the words of the prosecutor. The Prosecutor may not have known the slimeball had done this years before to someone else.
The judge knew the jury made a mistake because there was zero evidence to prove that the defendant beat the plaintiff in the head as claimed. I was there in the room when the incident took place; I saw and heard what actually happened. No medic was called, no pictures, no medical records, nothing. What the Plantiff said happened, did not happen. They lied.
BTW, The defendant was tall, big, and black. The plantiff was short, old, and white.
Soooo… … … What you’re saying is is that you’ve come over to my side of thinking and see the danger in this movement? At least your last several posts have been very supportive of my problems with this current climate. The innocent being railroaded for one reason or another.[/reply]
No. What Im saying is that I was assaulted, and the person who did it walks free today because there was no evidence to take to court to prove it. And you are just going to have to take my word for it that it actually happened. BTW, I was 100% sober when it happened.
[reply][reply]The selective questioning from the prosecutor to get the witnesses to say things to sway the jury into believing something happened that did not happen. A special agent out for blood. It has nothing to do with the truth/facts and everything to do with winning. Whoever has the better attorney wins.
The defenses attorney was horrific. I could have put together a better defense.
The plaintiff orchestrated the whole case for the Prosecutor, in the words of the prosecutor. The Prosecutor may not have known the slimeball had done this years before to someone else.
The judge knew the jury made a mistake because there was zero evidence to prove that the defendant beat the plaintiff in the head as claimed. I was there in the room when the incident took place; I saw and heard what actually happened. No medic was called, no pictures, no medical records, nothing. What the Plantiff said happened, did not happen. They lied.
BTW, The defendant was tall, big, and black. The plantiff was short, old, and white.
Soooo… … … What you’re saying is is that you’ve come over to my side of thinking and see the danger in this movement? At least your last several posts have been very supportive of my problems with this current climate. The innocent being railroaded for one reason or another.[/reply]
No. What Im saying is that I was assaulted, and the person who did it walks free today because there was no evidence to take to court to prove it. And you are just going to have to take my word for it that it actually happened. BTW, I was 100% sober when it happened.[/reply]
Really? Cause i swear based on your testimony here that it would seem that you too have seen justice peverted in ugly ways. Moreover, if you think we should start locking dudes up based on your word it would seem you are attempting to make subverted justce an even bigger problem. Lastly, i know adding i was sober at the time is supposed to lend credibility to your claim. However, it does the exact opposite, especially considering i dont think anybody here was suggesting or even thinking i bet she was under the influence.
Today I learned that going to a party Kevin Spacey attends is akin to playing in the freeway.
I should’ve been an attorney.
Today I learned that going to a party Kevin Spacey attends is akin to playing in the freeway.
Is that really what you learned or a gross over simplification of my extended metaphor?
I ain’t never been raped on no freeway, yo!
Toll roads, however . . .