The thing is, my attorneys had advised me that keeping mum, refraining from public statements, and generally observing QT protocol would allow things to just sort of blow over.
But for the last two weeks, those attorneys have not been returning my phone calls. And so it looks as though I’m going to trial.
I wouldn’t worry too much. The prosecution obviously doesn’t know their affiants from a hole in the ground. They’re flailing, and I expect the whole thing will be thrown out on appeal. Besides, the judge has it in for me. Remember Judge Webster Thayer, who asked, after sentencing Sacco and Vanzetti to death, “"Did you see what I did to those anarchist bastards the other day?” Well, this is exactly like that. Except that I didn’t get any payroll money. And Sacco and Vanzetti had a happy ending, right? I think. Anyway, I love their ice cream. The spumoni’s especially good.
Anyway, I’m only mentioning it here because it seems I’m about to be tried in the media as is increasingly common these days. The in-jokes they’re using to run this show trial could power the entire town of Elko, Nevada. It’s just wasteful.
And just when I’d gotten my traffic back down to a reasonable, sustainable couple dozen daily visits.
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