BINGO! It was frustrating to be isolated from the jury room—especially knowing that the law and the facts of the case were black and white. I think the killer may actually have a case of malpractice from his counsel. This scumbag bastard attorney was basically calling for jury nullification, trying to get the jury to ignore the parameters of the law. His whole pitch was for manslaughter instead of murder 2 having ceded that all evidence to convict was indisputable.
The crime was done when Dinkins put the car in gear and ultimately wound up not just killing a baby, but dragging her under his SUV a mile and a half until her head was ground down like a pencil eraser. They couldn’t even find more than one tiny skull fragment, just one long bloody smear in the road from where he should have stopped to his girlfriend’s driveway.
As revolting as the coroner’s photos were, some ironically impacted me more than others. There were several DOZEN pictures of those plastic yellow numbers next to shredded pieces of pink fabric from her sweat pants. But the kicker for me (the one I can’t stop dreaming about) was one that showed her profile on her right side of her face. Only slightly bruised and scraped, she looked whole, angelic, peaceful. The others were ... I won’t describe it. God bless her parents who had to Identify her the day after it happened.
It should have taken 15 minutes to return the proper verdict. The law was clear. The evidence was clear. This was murder with malice aforethought. Textbook. Any other verdict would be a mockery of our system of justice. This was the very kind of act that this law was made to protect society from.
TH, your post just made me throw up.
That isn’t an indictment on your post — it is acknowledgment of its stark frankness. Anyone who reads your account DOESN’T throw up is of pretty indifferent stuff.
What say you, counselor Clump? I know you fill an important role, but how can you traverse the distance from the abject to the reality?
Do you throw up when you see what your clients have done, as in this case?
Or, if you win on a legal technicality and a 13 month old child’s death and whose head became a smear on the road goes without recourse, do you and your client go to the nearby bar and clink a glass of scotch?