It's a Sheetstorm Out There

(My Original Blog Post: http://www.annointedfig.com/?p=119)
What do you do when you don't like a public defender assigned to you by our ever-merciful courts?

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Sorry, what?  You never had a public defender?  Fine, fine, I guess feeding your own courtroom shark gives you more of a leeway.

Because, see, this poor cat can't afford one -- which makes sense -- otherwise he wouldn't be caught invading a home.  And now, he is even denied a right to speak in his own defence.

As in, he can, he even has a lawyer to do it for him -- rather HAD, very much a past tense -- but what he wants is to fire his guy and represent himself.  Not that I would recommend this rout, not especially to someone known for literally pooping all over his own parade, but what do I know?  I would think, if he passed a mental competency exams, he is as fit to have a say in his own fate as, say, that Blagojevitch guy.  And if he failed, well, then, just how fit is he to stand the trial in the first place?

Too bad for juror #9, in his infinite wisdom, the judge didn't share this rank amateur's point of view and the man's request was denied.  What resulted...well, I can just see the paperwork.

Which brings me back to my question.  ARE there more effective means of firing a recalcitrant lawyer -- and delaying your trial, while you're at it -- than smearing feces all over the courtroom?  The sheer ingenuity has me floored.

Next time, I get dragged it for robbing a place, you can just best I'll recall this technique.