Sometimes you need time to absorb. Sometimes you have to step back and take a deep breath. Sometimes you have to take the opportunity to be on record when it is your one free pass to tell it like it is.
Friday was that day for me. When defense counsel begins projectile regurgitation of lies in the courtroom sometimes you take the opportunity to go on record acknowledging their bologna sandwich. This was my moment and I own it.
As case number twelve of the docket was called the stench of cheap bologna was coming up the isles with co-defendants' defense counsel. When they opened their mouths it began spewing out. And I called it. Defense counsel flat out lied to the court saying that he had not had any return phone calls from me. I log everything. He had over 46 calls from me in the past 45 days. I was diligent. I had just talked to him the day before. And out it came, "You can lie to me all you want in the hallway and I may have to pretend to consider your bologna sandwiches, but DO NOT come into the Court room and lie. Not in my court."
Yes I have had it. I said it quick and fast and I was not corrected by the Judge so I know that I wasn't that wrong. The hearing took less than 10 minutes and yet another continuance on the dragging and lingering of what could have very easily been resolved.
Walking out of he courtroom I could feel my blood pumping through my brain. I could feel my head throbbing and as I left the building I was blinded by electric pink dreadlocks and a fashion show of just plain bad. And then I took my deep breath, and decided it was Friday and my only plans the rest of the day were for my vacation next week. I choose to be in a beautiful place and I choose to leave the drama and Jerry Springer Courthouse showcase behind. I am certain, it will be here just as it is when I return.
