Rage

I object. This is wrong. Does nobody think the provocation was enough? What exactly happened?

Muslim man jailed for killing BNP neighbour
Owen Bowcott
The Guardian,
Saturday August 30 2008
Article history
A Muslim man who endured years of racial abuse from a British National party activist neighbour was yesterday sentenced to eight years in prison for killing him.
Habib Khan, 50, stabbed 52-year-old Keith Brown with a kitchen knife during a violent row outside his home in Normacot, Stoke-on-Trent, in July last year. He was cleared of murder earlier this summer, but convicted of manslaughter.
Stafford crown court heard that Khan, described as a "mild and calm-mannered family man", had taken the knife to make Brown release his son from a neck grip. He was sentenced to six and a half years for manslaughter and 18 months for wounding Brown's son, Ashley Barker. The judge, Simon Tonking, ordered that he serve the sentences consecutively.
Tonking accepted Khan had acted "in the honest belief that he needed to protect his son", but said: "It is beyond question that, by acting in the way he did, Mr Khan killed Mr Brown unlawfully and, whatever their differences, Mr Brown lost his life. That is a consequence for which Mr Khan must be punished."
The court heard the feud began a few years earlier when Khan put in a planning application to build a new house. When permission was granted and building work began, Brown "took steps to obstruct it". Tonking said: "What became obvious as the evidence unfolded, however, is that from time to time, despite denials, both Mr Brown and his son Ashley Barker were involved in acts of racial aggression towards members of Mr Khan's family."
Khan's barrister, Simon Drew, said police investigations "came to nothing" because of "failures by the system".
Outside the court, Stoke-on-Trent BNP councillor Michael Coleman said the case was an example of "liberal politics".

Welcome to my world...

A place where you can get screamed at by an irritable judge for not writing down silly things like

"Received notice, Prayer for time to file counter" properly.

Cursing your senior for not giving you a heads up on these things, you bow down in embarassment and write and sign.

And when appearing for a string of defendants all with the same prayer, the judge picks on you and says "Even you didn't put down your prayer."

Bah.

The flipside of being noticed is people expect you not to make mistakes.

A very whatthe****amIdoinghere moment. Bleh. Only surprised it took this long. They said it was the biggest problem with trying to make it here.

It amuses

From the Times

But - and this is the thing - success does not work both ways. Gold-medal winning female athletes are not looked upon by male athletes with any more desire than those who flunked out in the first round. It is sometimes even considered a defect, as if there is something downright unfeminine about all that striving, fist pumping and incontinent sweating. Sport, in this respect, is a reflection of wider society, where male success is a universal desirable whereas female success is sexually ambiguous. I do not condone this phenomenon, merely note it.

Ethics

"..could you explain this to me sir?"

"See...Rahul, you shouldn't focus on the negatives of the case. Focus on the positives and argue. You should not explain each and every point to the judge, because with some points if the judge understands then he'll give an order against you. So, if the judge picks up on this point, your job is to confuse him. And then direct him to the other points which are in our favour."

Thayanoor Rahul Janardhanan Nair is a gun for hire.

May it please the court

I appear on behalf of the Applicant in this case...

My Lord, the primary reason the Domestic Violence Act exists is to provide a more efficient remedy to victims of abuse within the home, especially when the Family Court cannot provide relief in the time that it would take for such relief to be meaningful...

...and this is a matter which is very, very urgent My Lord.
...much obliged, My Lord.

And poor Metropolitan Magistrate uncle goes blink, blink. The Saidapet Court has just been attacked by tall, fair frizzy haired octopus with a funny accent.

I'm starting to get that opium injection feeling again.

There are worse things in life,

are there not?

Than meeting old acquaintances, having old wounds bleed afresh, and feel yourself being ripped apart by the mere existence of what is.

There are worse things.

Than being called an animal by the person you treasured so much. Understanding in no uncertain terms that all that you knew, and all you valued was an illusion of convenience, and there is now another in place.

There are worse things.

Than being considered a fool for still feeling hurt. Than being told by the world that you have no right to feel what you feel. That the rest of the world cares very little. The damage has been done. You've been efficiently neutered. They've gone on with their lives. You should too.

You're insignificant. But there are worse things.

It was such a lovely day. Got exactly what I wanted from the judge, and a quite grateful client. I don't feel like working anymore.

This is not nice. Nair's getting that dead man walking feeling. Very, hello darkness my old friend moment.

Content?

Content.

For the moment anyway.

Endorphins really do make you happy.

And...

In other news Nair has understood that his blog has been critiqued quite severely.

Tsk, tsk.

Note to self. Try not to be so blinded by jealousy as to to not be able to recognize a human being when you see one.

I've been jealous. Didn't react like this, though. Still had reasonably objective opinions of the individual in question.

Oh, I don't know

the problem with court duty is it means hours and hours of doing nothing but stare into space. And brooding.



Isn't a good thing. Especially if you're me.



Somebody asked me yesterday if I'd made my peace. I wonder what that means. What it implies?



Nothing's changed. What was wrong then, is wrong now. What made me angry then has not ceased to exist, or altered in any way.



How does time heal things?

Chuckle

Information Technology Policy of Tamil Nadu - 2002

1. Vision

To put the smile of prosperity on the face of every citizen of Tamil Nadu by leveraging Information Technology (IT) to create value and wealth for a knowledge based State.

Bleh

Hasn't taken long for work to start piling up.

And for Nair to have conversations ending with

Don't worry, I won't let that happen.

Bleh.

Now to make sure I can keep my word.

The High Court might take some getting reused to, though. Lettuce see.

Boom

Nair has started with the convoluted laws of domestic violence.

Nair's feeling better already.

Life

is too full to blog.



Lots of setting up to be done. And lots of gettingusedtos.



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