[This report was produced live during a court hearing with a lot going on. There will be typos. Please don't email us about typos that you find.] Non-jury day. Morning session. Ah, the Clara Shortridge Foltz Criminal Justice Center. How familiar we are with its spaces and people now. And in particular, of course, the elevators.
I never quite know how to take it when people tell me I'd've been a good lawyer... They usually say it when they're upset with me after I rhetorically kick their ass. 😆 But I have been looking forward to today's reports so hard. I love the in-the-weeds stuff, the behind-the-scenes stuff. Trials enthrall me utterly. The combo of necessary "boring" minutiae and grand public theatre just hits all the good spots. I live frighteningly close to the Vallow/Daybell mess, and I was super grumpy that the pretrial stuff was mostly hashed out over zoom during lockdowns. I would've been there every day. (If they ever GET to trial I may yet) And of course the one time I've been called for jury duty was last summer when I was right in the middle of an anaphylaxis-fraught abortive round of chemo. I'm still pissed about it. Anyway, the whole point is just (once again) THANK YOU. Thank you for embarking on this massive undertaking, but mostly thank you for doing it so damn well and with such class, style, sartorial splendor updates, keenness, humor, passion AND objectivity, cute weekend scruffiness, and sensitivity. I don't think any one of us can say it enough. Feels like there's a whole fuckton of gratitude down here, just vibes. I'm awfully new to this whole caring-about-scientology bag, but it has grabbed me firmly by the soft, squishy, help-all-the-people chewy center that is the real me. Usually my armor plating of dgaf stay-away neon hair/too many piercings/I don't talk to people crunchy outer shell is pretty effective, but when something hits different I'm all in. And the bunker has been the most incredible resource for relevance and real-world context to all the bookish isolation of binge reading all the memoirs that got me here. Blah blah sorry. Too many words for the "thanks for reporting on the boring day" that this was meant to be.
I don't fully understand how "stipulate" is being used re: the $400K and how that means Singer is off the hook. If somebody doesn't mind explaining ... If it doesn't take too much time in a nutshell, how is this better for the plaintiffs? TIA
I never quite know how to take it when people tell me I'd've been a good lawyer... They usually say it when they're upset with me after I rhetorically kick their ass. 😆 But I have been looking forward to today's reports so hard. I love the in-the-weeds stuff, the behind-the-scenes stuff. Trials enthrall me utterly. The combo of necessary "boring" minutiae and grand public theatre just hits all the good spots. I live frighteningly close to the Vallow/Daybell mess, and I was super grumpy that the pretrial stuff was mostly hashed out over zoom during lockdowns. I would've been there every day. (If they ever GET to trial I may yet) And of course the one time I've been called for jury duty was last summer when I was right in the middle of an anaphylaxis-fraught abortive round of chemo. I'm still pissed about it. Anyway, the whole point is just (once again) THANK YOU. Thank you for embarking on this massive undertaking, but mostly thank you for doing it so damn well and with such class, style, sartorial splendor updates, keenness, humor, passion AND objectivity, cute weekend scruffiness, and sensitivity. I don't think any one of us can say it enough. Feels like there's a whole fuckton of gratitude down here, just vibes. I'm awfully new to this whole caring-about-scientology bag, but it has grabbed me firmly by the soft, squishy, help-all-the-people chewy center that is the real me. Usually my armor plating of dgaf stay-away neon hair/too many piercings/I don't talk to people crunchy outer shell is pretty effective, but when something hits different I'm all in. And the bunker has been the most incredible resource for relevance and real-world context to all the bookish isolation of binge reading all the memoirs that got me here. Blah blah sorry. Too many words for the "thanks for reporting on the boring day" that this was meant to be.
Love that they are already discussing jury instructions. Way to keep a trial on track. Glad you weren’t in the recalcitrant elevator,
What would you do if you were in the car with The Masterson family? I'm feeling panicked and claustrophobic just thinking about it.
I don't fully understand how "stipulate" is being used re: the $400K and how that means Singer is off the hook. If somebody doesn't mind explaining ... If it doesn't take too much time in a nutshell, how is this better for the plaintiffs? TIA