The life of a Canadian living in California and practicing law at Adams Fietz. Missing Alaska almost more than I can bear, I am building a timber frame house in California to take home to Alaska in the summer of 2018. Timber framing, Family, the Outdoors and how America is quickly going downhill are all frequent topics.
So, I haven't blogged in a while. My murder trial is progressing. Slowly. The State thought he might be done today or so. But no. Witness coordination in a trial this size requires the attention of 5 people. A delay of a day or two means massive re-shuffling. Thankfully I am not too involved in that. Instead I am focusing on my cross. Today I got to cross the chief DNA analyst for the State. Tomorrow, there will be cross of more DNA folks. I expect the State's case will take another week or more. Obviously, I am not going to talk about the case. Even things that happen in Court. But here is another article. I will update when I can. http://www.peninsulaclarion.com/stories/021710/new_564174357.shtml
So newspapers have a knack for picking the worst photo ever of a client. Trial is progressing. God I love this trial. It involves DNA. People finding evidence in a 'trance'. People forgetting. People lying. It is a just amazing. I won't say more than is in the papers. But it goes on. Rack 'em!
So, I have written before about how little I care about the Super bowl. But, once again, I find myself at my desk. I realize that I have worked almost every night, every weekend and every holiday (except Christmas day) for months. It is strange. When this case is over I won't know what to do with myself. For those of you who do enjoy this day, I hope you are having a good time. Back to work for me.
So, my opening is done. I worked on it for 3 months. I counted my edits: I wrote it and re-wrote it and re-wrote it 80 times. 80. I practiced. I had it filmed. I gave it over and over. And I think it paid off. I think it was one of the best openings I have ever given. It was exhausting. Literally 3 months of life burned by in about an hour. I worked on that damn thing every night. Every weekend. Every holiday. And now it is done. The jury is out until Monday when the State starts presenting evidence. I'm not sure what I would do if I lose this trial. I can't talk about it.....but I feel strongly about his innocence. Time to relax. I have never worked that hard on any one document in my life. Rack 'em!
So, jury selection. Obviously I am not going to talk details. It is my favorite part of a case I think. It is when I get to talk to the jurors and not have them sit in silence. I went to the National Criminal Defense College in Macon Georgia and I have been a million times better at it since then. I always start voir dire with the same question: I know being here may not be fun. I know talking about your personal lives is not fun. Speaking in public is hard for many people. What I would like to do is tell you something about myself and see if that leads to a conversation about this process. That is, I love being a criminal defense lawyer. But the hardest part of my job is when people who aren't lawyers, ask me " how do you do it? How do you represent these guilty people"? I want you to imagine you are a criminal defense lawyer and you are at a cocktail party. Someone asks you this question. How do you think you would respond? I find this question really opens the door to…