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Len was convicted and summarily sent to electric chair in what was the fastest execution in the U.S. in decades.
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The legend lives on in campfire ghost stories for years to come: the mysterious specter who haunts the local train yards at night. They say if you visit a certain station at midnight, the specter will touch your shoulder and ask you for directions to a mysterious farm, but when you turn around, there will be no one there.Len was convicted and summarily sent to electric chair in what was the fastest execution in the U.S. in decades.
At this point, I want to get my hopes up, yet I know that you're right.It's gonna be like Chris's deal.
Pretty minor offence, lot's of waiting for a slap on the ass.
I would love to see The Great Foamer Gut spend a few days in the clink, but it probably won't happen.
With an arraignment, it is possible to start right away after a plea is entered?
At this point, I want to get my hopes up, yet I know that you're right.
It's sad once you think about it, Autistics always get a slap on the wrist. It feels unfair, especially if they're like Chris or Shaner and have criminal records/a history of getting in trouble with the law.
I also would have like to have known about how Hy behaved in all of this.
It's sad once you think about it, Autistics always get a slap on the wrist. It feels unfair, especially if they're like Chris or Shaner and have criminal records/a history of getting in trouble with the law.
Greatest post in this thread. Until reality interferes, this is my believed course of events.Hy stumbled to the steps of the courthouse, reeking of Wild Turkey and dead cigarettes. Pawning his last Star Wars poster, he had enough money to catch the 7:05 in time to make Len's arraignment. Stuffing his dress shirt into his stained khakis, he straightened up and inhaled fresh morning air. Fresh morning air that caused him to hack for several minutes. Spitting into his hand, he slicked back his hair in one swipe and straightened his tie.
Len, standing in his Sunday best looked concerned.
"Hy. Are yew ok? Ya look like yuh been drug behind a skid-steer," he commented, standing next to a pile of boxes loaded into a red Radio Flyer.
Hy squinted at the voice, making sure he could match the face to the idiotic drawl. It was Len alright. Hy nodded at the wagon. "The fuck is all that?"
"Evidence," Len breathed excitedly. "Evidence that the Colebrookdale is harassing me online."
Popping off a top of one of the banker boxes, Hy hurriedly inspected the contents. It was like striking gold. There were stacks of printed screencaps of cartoon names and video game characters as far as the eye could read. "Son of a bitch, Len. You glorious son of a bitch. I'll have you milking workers comp for the next ten years."
"Trespassing, Hy. My charges are trespassing."
Hy waved his hand inconsequentially in the middle of slipping on a pair of Ray-bans to hide his bloodshot eyes from a cocaine and booze fueled romp from the night previous. "Slip and fall, harassment, trespassing, fucked the neighbor's dog; it's all the same shit. Are you ready?"
"Yes, sir!" Len beamed as he dragged the wagon behind him, following Hy into the foyer and into the adjacent courtroom.
Swinging open large oak doors with both hands, Hy bellowed in a loud voice. "Len is innocent! I AM THE LAW!" Hy pulled the .45 he had hidden in the back of his pants and emptied the clip into the ceiling, causing everyone to dive underneath tables and benches.
--TAPE CUTS OUT--
But I've heard that what Saddam did in the Gulf War is potatoes to what Len has done.It's just proof it works, because the system is designed to weed out the chaff like Len, slap their wrists, send them home, and save the prison bunks for REAL problems in society, like, people who've done more than annoyed a tourist railroad.
It's not unfair, it's exactly what WE'D get if we were accused of a minor crime (and trespassing is incredibly minor) , Len is getting the same treatment any other Tom, Dick or Harry would get in court if accused of criminal trespassing. And he doesn't have a criminal record, yet. And being annoying isn't a crime.
I'm not jumping on you here, but, when someone uses the word "unfair", I'd really like them to show me where the unfairness is. Len's trip though the justice system so far has been par for the course, in fact, if anything, the oddity so far was he didn't waive his prelim, most people do.
The problem is that people's expectations of what the law is going to do to someone rarely match up with the reality because most people, due to being honest and well-behaved citizens, don't experience it outside of hearing about it in the news or wholly fictitious examples from entertainment media.
Len's a rinky-dink halfwit who scored himself a rinky-dink third rate criminal charge in small town USA.... he isn't going to get the chair, he's not going to end up doing hard time on a chain gang, he's going to probably have to pay a fine and survive probation at the most when this is all over, the fact he isn't going to suffer some horrendous prison sentence, even if convicted, is not proof the system has failed. It's just proof it works, because the system is designed to weed out the chaff like Len, slap their wrists, send them home, and save the prison bunks for REAL problems in society, like, people who've done more than annoyed a tourist railroad.
It's almost 9pm there.I can understand Saul's team being late due to being busy, but why hasn't Len waddled back into this thread yet to "gloat" about his "victories" of today? Isn't it like dinner time in Penn by now?