When I was locked up on Maui... facing a mandatory 60 years in prison... my friend, Michael Green went to Guru Bawa (a Sufi Saint) and told him about it. He looked off into the distance of Time and Circumstance... or at his hand (he liked to do things like that) and said, “Oh! He'll be alright. He's just chosen another path.”
He was right. I was in the worst possible state to get into this sort of difficulty. It was a place of hanging judges and hanging juries. No one had ever beaten such charges, in that location before. There's no space in a posting of this size to cover all the absolutely remarkable events that took place or the comedy of the trial. Sometimes the entire jury broke out into fits of laughter. It would make a really engrossing film.
Anyone can get the jury transcript. I never did, but I know it's an entertaining read.
You don't know where I'm going with this... do you? Heh heh... that's the thing with these blogs. I often don't know myself... usually, I don't know. That's part of the other path I took. Today is one of those rare times when I do know where I'm going; at least for the next page or so. (there are three and a half pages per posting in Open Office)
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