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Reason for Previous Entry
2009-05-08 - 12:47 a.m.
Yesterday we had a �Lifer Hearing� for a private client, meaning he/his family hired us to represent him, and paid us what we usually make doing an entire week of state assigned hearings. Because of this, we put a LOT of work into this hearing, doing research, going over records, traveling back and forth (6 hours one way) to meet with the client because they won�t let us call him, etc.....again, a LOT of work and a LOT of hours. A private Attorney has to make sure that his client feels that they are getting their money�s worth. That he is getting in there and fighting tooth and nail on the client�s behalf. That is the reason the client has chose to spend the money to hire him in the first place, rather then go with the �free� Attorney the state provides for him. Knowing this, most of the Board Commissioners and Deputy Commissioners will be a bit more lenient, give the Attorney a little slack, allowing him a bit more time to present his arguments, make more objections than usual, etc.... It�s just professional courtesy. Unfortunately, we had the Commissioner and Deputy Commissioner from HELL. These two are the last two we would have chosen to be in front of. They are.....remember �The Patty Duke Show� theme song? �They laugh alike, they walk alike, sometimes they even talk alike...you could lose your minnnnnnddddd!.....� They HATE hubby, because state appointed or not, he always fights for his clients rather than sit there and say very little. They HATE that I come with him and that the clients (a.k.a. prisoners) like me. They especially HATE that hubby and I are the ONLY ones who have positive letters, sent to the corporate office, from prisoners, praising our work and singing our praises on how well we represented them. These two say terrible things about us behind our backs, and all we can do is pretend we don�t know because that is what�s best for our clients...smile and play dumb. To shorten this story up a little........They treated hubby like CRAP yesterday. The Deputy Commissioner yelled at hubby, during the hearing, in front of the client, for daring to interrupt her to correct one of her statements. She shot daggers at him through her eyes, and mouthed the words �You better stop it you Son of a Bitch!� (Mouthed so that the microphones would not pick it up and include it when the transcripts are transcribed). Of course, the Commissioner found this amusing. I have never been so proud yet simultaneously furious at hubby in my life. He just sat there, smiled, and continued on as if nothing happened. Now those who know me in person, know that I am an easy-going, happy kinda gal. It takes a great deal to tick me off. BUTTTTT....NEVER in my LIFE have I EVER wanted to crawl over a table and slap the SH*T out of a woman more than I did at that moment. Just 5 minutes with her, just 5!!!!! I wanted hubby to chew her ass out, but he didn�t....he couldn�t.....he did what he had to do, what was best for our client. We both listened to the angels on our shoulders, not the devils.
 I will abruptly end this here.....there is more, much more, butttttt........at least it�s over. The good news was that, with the great arguments we prepared for our client, and with his prison record, they had no choice but to give our client a date for release......AND..something else very unheard of...the District Attorney agreed that he had earned a date.....This is something that NEVER, EVER happens as they are paid to always fight to keep prisoners IN prison.
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