I may be straying from the point. /2
Sure, it's maybe his second or third appearance as a criminal division attorney, but what could possibly go wrong?
"MR. AUSA, I HAVE A QUESTION," he intones.
A lone cloud crosses the sunny sky of my friend's face.
He was trapped. You see, "hell if I know, that's not my job" is not an acceptable to any judge, let alone a federal judge, let alone THIS federal judge.
"Your Honor, I'm not prepared to answer that. But I can look into it and get you an answer immediately." Textbook. Perfect.
Not. Fucking. Good. Enough.
I sat a couple of rows back, trying to prepare. I had the federal criminal code with me. Should I go alphabetically?
All the court's the stage, and all the lawyers merely players. The judge is the playwright. Some of these modern plays are kind of confusing. /e