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skittles-the-whumpee · 4 months
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WELL...
I fucking knew it...my gut told me today was going to end horribly.
The prosecutor wouldn't even take my DCFS (CPS) agent's card, the agent that said our case was set to close.
She didn't care that it was a legal substance.
She didn't care that it wasn't mine.
She didn't care that my son was discharged in less than 12 hours with nothing given but fluids.
She didn't care that I was moving things from one room to the next so I couldn't watch my son every goddamn second.
She just looked at me and said "My child wouldn't have even had the chance to eat an edible in my home."
Um...ok? What the fuck does that have to do with me, my kid, and my home?
So I have to go back there in a month with the public defender because I'm facing a criminal charge with time in prison...FOR MY SON EATING AN EDIBLE THAT WASN'T EVEN MINE!!!
That's right. My ex-wife is the one who left an edible out. I keep everything locked up. Everything. No good deed goes unpunished.
I want out of here...I'm pulling my hair because I NEED to get out of here once this shit clears. I want nothing to do with this place anymore.
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noodlethefirst · 4 months
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Hbomberguy video got me thinking maybe I actually am more talented than I think I am and I should start making the video essays I've had bouncing around in my head about the criminal (in)justice system since the only popular legal YouTuber puts a prosecutor on when he wants to talk about criminal law
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msvelawciraptor · 5 months
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As a public defender, the true horror of Old Gods of Appalachia season 4 is this kangaroo court Jack is being subjected to.
No witness lists
No discovery
The ultimate trial by ambush
TWO prosecutors (not a second chair, but two prosecuting entities: the Green and the Inner Dark)
I'm positive there's no appeals process
And that's before we get to the chicanery of magically silencing people and other magical mishigas.
This is usually a comfort show for me, but this season is STRESSFUL.
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kittyoverlord · 8 days
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Working from Home on a busy week means opening cases all the way up until the new Dimension 20 episode. Now I get to channel the spirit of Sklonda Gukgak to help me get through the public defender case slog.
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remembertheplunge · 23 days
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Write the Story. Write what happened.
1/20/23
I feel down and overwhelmed. I think the work is depressing. Surrounded by darkness and its impacts. So, I hit the gym on the way home. 30 minute treadmill. 3 gorgeous young guys there.
Reading the ’95 journal in court. Amazing how reading it there can have an impact on the present. And, I’m living at two times at once. 1995 and 2023.
1/21/23 Saturday 8:33pm
Sweet day. I felt peaceful during the gym workout. And drive to San Fransisco
Lots of people on the road. I think they’ve been scared to travel because of the storms. So, today, they let loose.
Hit intense entries in the ’95 journal. Read them at Poise’s Cafe and at Harvey’s Restaurant. 4/13 and 14, 1995 and 4/13/1996 margin notes about office and court house gay bashing. A poster posted on my cubicle door contained my face on a woman’s body. Some one had written on it “This could be you.” I was angry as I read the ’95 entry. Then I remembered that I’m a writer telling a story. My personal emotions now didn’t matter. Write the story. Write what happened . So, I did.
The friendly gay  Harvey’s waiter who I had discussed the ’95 entries with said “It’s (gay) history.
I skipped the open water swim in Aquatic Park. I overslept and was late getting to San Fransisco this morning. I wanted too write in the Castro before my 3pm massage near Union Square.
The spring of ’95 was a horrendously cruel time. 3 strikes and office abuse. I’d forgotten what happened then. I told my massage therapist that my subconscious has decided that it’s ok for me to know now. I can see why I am so distant and silent now.
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In the spring of 1995 I was a deputy public defender in Modesto, California. I was doing 3 strikes life representation case and was the subject of a hostile work environment , gay related, at times. It's now time to write and to post the story. So, that's what I do. It's just hard to relive through the telling. It's also illuminating.
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youtube
I made a video and I hate video editing!
But if you're interested in criminal law and mental health, please take a look and subscribe or leave a comment if you like it!
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brokenlegalese · 1 month
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When the client’s mommy won’t stop calling demanding I “do something” for her precious baby serving time in another state
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Video
The call is coming from inside the legal house of horrors
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spawksstuff · 1 month
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A CSI:Miami Episode According to De's Characters
Opening Scene
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Discovery of victim
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Interviewing the crowd
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YEEEEAAAHHH
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Speaking with family member
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Searching for clues
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Interview of the first suspect screaming they're innocent and they actually are
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Further analysis in the lab
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Smoking gun clue
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Arrest
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Fingerprinting
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Heated interogation
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Confession
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Sentenced
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Ending
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loveandknowledge · 11 months
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Find Common Ground
One gets the sense that Seneca, like many smart and active people, was often frustrated by other people. It is inevitable that someone like him—someone creating art, actively participating in government, managing properties, etc—would have regularly found his interest and his will thwarted. Perhaps a neighbor opposed some changes he was making to his land. Or an intriguing enemy at the palace sought to undermine him with the emperor. Maybe his brother jostled for an inheritance. Maybe he bumped into a rude person in the street.
These are timeless and common occurrences. And, quite naturally, they are prone to make us angry—especially if we impute the least charitable motivations on the other party. My neighbor is trying to screw me over. So and so wants my job. My brother is up to his old tricks. This guy is a selfish jerk.
When we think this way, we get angry. It’s hard not to. Which is why Seneca—from experience—said that we have to resist. Instead, we should try to go through life like a lawyer…or rather like a public defender. We must, he said, “plead the case of the absent defendant despite our own interests.” That is, really take the time to think about what is motivating other people. Take the time to act as if we are trying to help them escape punishment from the judge and jury that is the emotional and vindictive part of our mind (Oh, he really just wants what’s best for everyone. My brother doesn’t know better. This guy didn’t mean to bump into me—he’s just having a hard day). Don’t just fight to see the worst, fight to see their side.
When we do this, when we give people the benefit of the doubt—the presumption of innocence instead of the presumption of guilt and ill-motives—everything relaxes. We can forgive. We can find common ground. We can focus on what is actually important…our own behavior.
- The Daily Stoic
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wierdwitchywoman · 11 months
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pierre-menard · 1 year
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someone should make a super realistic fanfic about Phoenix Wright being a public defender, like barely knowing his clients and having 100 cases at the same time
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When the judge spoon feeds a (wrong) legal argument to the State and then tells you he doesn't "buy" your argument.
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msvelawciraptor · 3 months
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So I'm listening to the shift notes from episode 23 and I have to say the whole "can't I just sit out my fine in jail?" thing is not as preposterous as Joe makes it out to be. At least in my jurisdiction, it is not at all uncommon for people who have outstanding court costs and fees who get picked up on warrants for unpaid court costs and fees to have the time they sat in jail waiting to be seen by a judge count against those court costs and fees. And in some instances, judges will even give people the option saying if you sit two, three, four more days (depending on how much is owed), we can just cancel it. And people take that a lot because, well, people have no money.
Do not believe the lie that we no longer have debtors prisons. They're just specialized to court costs now.
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When the victim of a robbery / attempted murder is asked to identity the person who assaulted him and he points to a juror and says, "That guy looks like him." (True story.)
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remembertheplunge · 4 months
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Swimming through the shark's teeth
September 7, 1989
Big blow up in court today. Again in judge Barkat’s court. I was  a  rude bitch.
But, the judge’s  behavior in combination with the Da’s was outrageous.
So, I said and did what I needed to.
Then, I was fearful of being held in contempt of court.
Now I’m not—yea—I am.
But, I don’t regret what I did or said.
Every criminal defense attorney must be prepared to be fined or jailed.
We swim through the shark’s teeth daily. 
Eventually, we will probably be swallowed.
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