And so terrifying were the looks of the average citizens, homemakers, grandmothers, Joe Sixpacks, that the Accused panicked and plead "Guilty".
Little Blue-Haired old ladies wanted to take him out and string him up from the nearest lampost.
Maybe if Richardson had adopted a more humble or contrite attitude, things would have gone differently. Nobody wins anything by having the knack of making people hate them, and a trial is a particularly wrong place to do that.
"Maybe if Richardson..."
This is what gets to me about people who support knee-jerk, situational ethics when applied to people you "feel" are guilty or even not guilty, for that matter.
You can't get past your emotions long enough to even get the guy's name straight but you think you know enough to send the guy to the death chamber.
And the poor bastard was tried by twelve people just like you.