I Don't Know About This???

Last week I went to my session and it was suggested to me that I should take a vacation. Over much debate with myself--and maybe even my counselor--I decided to take her advice. I was sitting at my desk Thursday afternoon, and decided to by an airline ticket to California to see my friend. He was happy about my flying out there, so I put in for a week of vacation time. By the time I got home, I changed my mind about going. I don't know why, I just did. I talked to my best friend about it, and she said that I should go. I purchased the airline ticket yesterday, so now I have to go. Its not that I think I won't have a good time. I do enjoy his company, and I love San Francisco. I'll fly out first thing in the morning, and I will return next Sunday. When I come back, maybe I will have a more clear reason why I am reluctant about going.

Love Is A Bitch

Last week, I prosecuted a woman because she killed her husband. There was a history of domestic violence between the two of them, but "love" kept them going right back to each other. "Love" kept them arguing, fussing, and fighting eventually leading to his death and her life sentence. This week, one of the homicide attorney's prosecuted a guy who killed his ex-girlfriends' new boyfriend. The victim and young woman were returning home from their first date. What they didn't know was that ex-boyfriend/defendant was outside of her home waiting for them to return. When they returned, the ex-boyfriend walked up to the car, shot the victim, and held the gun to his ex-girlfriend head as he walked her to her front door. When her parents opened the door, the defendant ran. I am sure he would have killed her and the baby the two of them share. The jury returned a verdict of manslaughter. An innocent person killed because the defendant "loved" this girl just that much. Today one of my defendants pleaded guilty to a manslaughter charge. His girlfriend was found dead in her apartment with a gunshot wound to the back of her head. A bloody fingerprint found inside of her apartment matched his fingerprint. At the time of the killing, the defendant had a wife (still does) who knew about the victim/mistress. After studying the crime scene photo's, I developed the theory that the wife killed her, and he is taking the blame. The defendant didn't want his wife to even take the stand as his alibi because he knew the possibility of discovering the truth could come out at trial; thus risking her exposure to an indictment of second degree murder. So he is serving a mandatory sentence all in the name of "love." His wife killed a 21 year old woman all in the name of "love." I don't want to have anything to do with love if it makes you love people to death.

Two Things Recognized

I began a jury trial on Monday of last week, and the trial didn't end until 1:00 a.m. Saturday morning; which was when the jury returned its verdict. The verdict was guilty as charged of second degree murder. Throughout the trial, I leared two things. One, adults do more harm to children than anything else. We are their worst enemies. Unfortunately, children have to be raised by liars, and led astray by our own selfish tendencies and personal experiences. Two, if people could hear their own heart beat in their ears every second of everyday, then perhaps people would spend more time doing what's right. If there was some indication to people that their heart is about to stop beating, then perhaps people would do more positive and productive things within the time life has alloted to them. If people could hear a clock ticking in their ears, I am almost certain that people would pay more attention to how they treat people. If we had our own personal time clock that was a countdown to death, I am certain we would be nicer to others before the time ran out on the stopwatch. Not knowing when death will descend upon us is the biggest deception and downfall of the human race. Why? Because people believe they are invincible and above being caught and punished for their own transgressions. Most people have this overall misconception that they will grow old and then die. If I could get away from life as I know it maybe I wouldn't get frustrated to the point where I don't want to be around people. But I have to walk out of my door and be amongst crazy people.