This was not what I wanted to hear and it seemed as though the panel of judges I was appealing to was very biased. They made their minds up before the words, "Madame Chief Justice, may it please the court..." escaped my throat. My material for this case was only a half-page typed synopsis of the case--which I typed myself after throughly researching said case. (And that I hardly used because I knew my argument so well.) I held that my client, Raymond Levi Cobb, could not be legally sentenced to death because his Miranda rights were not read to him for his second offense. Just because the two charges were "factually related", they were separate offenses. For each separate offense I believe that the client needs to be read their Miranda rights. It only makes sense.
But despite my arguing and such, I lost. I've been real mad about it all day, but it's okay. I have to give myself mad props for being able to change in class without ever showing a bit of skin. ;D (Well I showed some, like my arms, legs, and face but that was intended.)
Today I also made Swedish Meatballs for dinner. They turned out quite well after slaving for an hour and a half. My favorite part about cooking dinner is that I don't have to wash the dishes. I feel a lot better today as opposed to yesterday. I mean, I didn't do much but what I did do, I did it well.
I had a debate with Pablo on the school bus. He holds middle ground and is unconcerned with the world around him. When I asked him what he would do if our school enforced uniforms he replied, "I would go along with it." When I told him that every government subconsciously strives for total control (i.e. dictatorship) and that could happen in the United States if we keep giving up our personal liberties for security, he shrugged and said, "I would go along with it." Things got heated when I asked him his opinion on abortions--was he pro-life or pro-choice? His exact words were, "I guess I'm a little more pro-choice but either way it doesn't matter." I was appalled at is lack of opinion and moved to stress my position. "You do understand that with abortions legal that we are providing women a safe way to terminate an unwanted pregnancy, correct? Making abortion illegal would not only make it a crime to have an abortion, but the abortions that do occur would be much more dangerous for the women seeking to obtain them." "It doesn't matter," he started, "either way abortions are still going to happen." I became furious with his response, did he not care about the health and well-being of the women, let alone the potential children? Did it "not matter" that women who undeservedly or unpreparedly become pregnant would have to see dangerous means to terminate said pregnancy? Did it "not matter" that these unborn children may grow up in unstable homes that cannot support a child? Did it "not matter" what the woman wanted? We got off the bus and said that our argument would resume tomorrow. I don't whether I'm looking forward to arguing the importance of having something to stand for or despising it. I don't know whether I can convince him that all of his "my opinion doesn't matter" business is the kind of opinion that matters most, as the American population has little to no involvement in their government. That the corruptness of our country and political parties cannot be put to an end if we stand in line awaiting our doom. Sorry for this rant but this ignorance that Americans hold so dear is irritating.
After all,
"Those who surrender freedom for security will not have, nor do they deserve, either one."
-Thomas Jefferson
