It might not have been the first day I started at the Public Defender’s office, but it certainly wasn’t long after. I knew nothing about the day-to-day operations of a criminal defense attorney (law schools don’t teach such things). I was about to be turned loose into the confusing, complicated, chaotic world of juvenile delinquency court and my new boss was trying to boil my role down to terms my inexperienced self could easily grasp.
“Sometimes,” he said, “your job is to be the only person in that courtroom willing to say something nice about a kid.”
I once represented a kid who did dumb kid stuff. I still represent kids who do dumb kid stuff, but this kid was different. He did some really dumb kid stuff. Felony dumb. Like too many of these dumb-kid felony stories, this one involved a kid from a decent home in a decent neighborhood. He’d clearly watched Scarface after drinking one too many Red Bulls and thought that the only way out of the “mean” suburbs was his balls and his word.
My client’s name isn’t important so we’ll call him C.H. He was minding his own business in Pensacola, Florida when he was arrested. The police claim he’d mugged several people in town over the previous week.
One of the purported victims was peculiar. He wasn’t peculiar by virtue of his long hair or beard. Nor was he peculiar in that he was wandering the dark streets alone at night with no real destination in mind.
I’m not comfortable with the idea of Donald Trump as president. On the other hand, I’m not comfortable with the idea of Hillary Clinton as president, either.
I tend to have a different set of priorities than those in the national spotlight. I’m primarily concerned with issues like putting teeth into the confrontation clause, figuring out how the ancient language of “unreasonable searches” applies in a world not imagined by those who invented the phrase, and wondering if I’m the only one who actually sees the term “excessive bail shall not be required…” to kick off the Eighth amendment. You know, issues of freedom.
That’s not to say that matters of national debate don’t concern me. They just tend to fall lower on the list of pressing things. Because of that, I tend to vote 3rd party. It’s been that way since I cast my first vote (for Ross Perot, duh) in 1992.
How many of you could use help with the internet? Today we’re happy to have an “expert” that can help you market on the world wide web. He’s an accomplished twitterer with over 11,000 impressive tweets, the back of his head was featured on Huffington Post, and he’s even got his very own web page! We are pleased to have Matt Haiduk today to tell us how you should market your pracrice on twitter!
The Awkward Ice Breaker
Happy to make it here today, although I know the intro was unnecessary because you saw me tweet about how I’d be here, right? [feigned laughter by 3 polite people] Show of hands, how many of you here today use twitter in your law practice. [3 people raise hands] Ok, 3? That’s pretty good. Normally it’s nobody. How many of you 3 let a marketing company post your tweets? [2 people raise hands] Well, after today that’s going to change! It’s so simple and easy you won’t want to waste the money. Continue reading “The Twitter Law Seminar That Never Will Be.”