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Post by trappincoyotes39 on Dec 26, 2014 20:05:57 GMT -6
Yep our system says the only choice was to let him go? Ok........
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Post by PamIsMe on Dec 26, 2014 23:41:29 GMT -6
"the jury brought back what the prosecutor WANTED.."
Did it? Isn't the prosecutor wanting to bring charges and the grand jury's job is to decide if their is enough evidence to go to trial?
I read that Grand Juries almost always do indict, unless the case involves a police officer, in which case they almost never do. " If a grand jury fails to indict, another grand jury can be asked to decide whether it will indict. Since an indictment is not a charge, there is no double jeopardy issue barring reconsideration by a second grand jury . . . the only thing that would effectively prevent that would be if the statute of limitations on the offenses at issue had run in the interim."
In Ferguson if the prosecutor really felt witnesses gave false statements and can prove it, they could always call for another grand jury.
Pam
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Post by trappincoyotes39 on Dec 27, 2014 7:38:53 GMT -6
the evidence released by the DA clearly shows they did not have enough to bring this officer to trial. A good defense attorney would gladly take that case on and sue the city for wrongful dismissal and other charges.
if you listened to much of what the DA said the night of the verdict and what information was released it is obvious the grand jury could not bring him up on charges, except for a false sense of "feel good" which would have cost the city a lot of money with no outcome some where looking for, until the real truth came to light in front of the grand jury.
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Post by trappnman on Dec 27, 2014 7:40:31 GMT -6
reasonable doubt is the law-
with the evidence and witnesses at the trial, there was reasonable doubt
if the prosecutors and police hadn't been so incompetent, there would have been a guilty verdict. you would have to actually watched the trial to understand that
but since you like lists (most of what you listed isn't legal evidence btw)
15 points of reasonable doubt: 1.Why ... did the blood show up on the sock almost two months after a careful search for evidence and why, as demonstrated by Dr. Lee and Professor MacDonell, was the blood applied when there was no foot in it?
2.Why was Mark Fuhrman, a detective who had been pushed off the case, the person who went by himself to the Bronco, over the fence to interrogate Kato to discover the glove and the thump-thump-thump area?
3.Why was the glove still moist when Fuhrman found it if Mr. Simpson had dropped it seven hours earlier?
4.If Mark Fuhrman ... would speak so openly about his intense genocidal racism to a relative stranger such as Kathleen Bell, how many of his co-workers, the other detectives in this case, were also aware that he lied when he denied using the n-word, yet failed to come forward?
5.Why did the prosecution not call a single police officer to rebut police photographer Rokahr's testimony that Detective Fuhrman was pointing at the glove before - before Fuhrman went to Rockingham?: That is, around 4:30 in the morning.
6.If the glove had been dropped on the walkway at Rockingham 10 minutes after the murder, why is there no blood or fiber on that south walkway or on the leaves the glove was resting on. Why is there no blood in the 150 feet of narrow walkway, on the stucco walk abutting it?
7.For what purpose was Vannatter carrying Mr. Simpson's blood in his pocket for three hours and a distance of 25 miles instead of booking it down the hall at Parker Center?
8.Why did Deputy District Attorney Hank Goldberg, in a desperate effort to cover up for the missing 1.5 milliliters of Mr. Simpson's blood, secretly go out to the home of police nurse Thano Peratis without notice to the defense and get him to contradict his previous sworn testimony at both the grand jury and the preliminary hearing?
9.Why if, according to Ms. Clark, he walked into his own house wearing the murder clothes and shoes is there not any soil or so much as a smear or drop of blood associated with the victims on the floor, the white carpeting, the doorknobs, the light switches, and his bedding?
10.If Mr. Simpson had just killed Mr. Goldman in a bloody battle involving more than two dozen knife wounds - where Mr. Goldman remained standing and struggling for several minutes - how come there is less than seven-tenths of one drop of blood consistent with Mr. Goldman found in the Bronco?
11.Why following a bitter struggle alleged with Mr. Goldman were there no bruises or marks on O.J. Simpson's body?
12.Why do bloodstains with the most DNA not show up until weeks after the murders?
13.Why did Mark Fuhrman lie to us?
14.Why did Phil Vannatter lie to us?
15.Given Professor MacDonell's testimony that the gloves would not have shrunk no matter how much blood was smeared on them, and given that they never shrank on June 21, 1994, until now despite being repeatedly frozen and thawed, how come the gloves just don't fit?
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Post by trappincoyotes39 on Dec 27, 2014 7:46:54 GMT -6
Weak very weak........... 7/10 of a blood drop? what exactly is 7/10 of a blood drop? Do all blood drops consist of the same size and volume? Good grief. The Real question is why is there any blood from Mr Goldman in Oj's bronco? People can have things cleaned, bags used who ever wrote this is wow, seems to think this was a setup by The police as well good grief That whole trial was nothing but a circus and the outcome was known the first day of the trail due to the race baiting and media exposure. They where stating a out massive riots if found guilty all through out that trial.
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Post by trappnman on Dec 27, 2014 7:48:33 GMT -6
TC- did you watch the majority of the trial?
or are you another monday morning quarterback?
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Post by RShaw on Dec 27, 2014 16:42:11 GMT -6
WAAR Media has received the following statement from a current NYPD Police Officer under the condition of anonymity.
When I was a kid I’d see my dad come home with his gun and shield, and I was beyond intrigued. He was not only my hero, but the city’s. I couldn’t wait to grow up and be a cop. Just like my dad and my older brother. I didn’t know what the pay or the benefits were, I just wanted to help people. Fast forward 20+ years and here I am. Except I’m no one's hero, actually I’m the enemy.
It wasn’t until I graduated the academy and went out on the street I realized, wow, where the f*** am I? Dead bodies, homicides, drugs, guns. At first it was fun. A cat and mouse game. I get the bad guy off the street and it saves the city. As the years progressed and the neighborhoods I worked in got worse, slowly that bad guy I hunted transitioned. He was no longer a guy with a gun in his baggy pants, he was me. I was hated. By every single person I encountered. No matter what I did.
There were days I’d get my *** kicked. Days I’d get murderers and rapists off the street. It didn’t matter. I was a white Irish cop, the devil. It didn’t matter I tried in vain to give CPR to a dying baby, I was still the enemy a minute later. But at the end of the day the bad guys still feared us and that’s all that mattered.
Fast forward to the liberal anti-cop movement. City councils, CCRB, Al Sharpton. Nobody gave a f*** that every night I saw a different black man take a bullet, they just cared that it was not mine. Now I get in trouble for cursing. What? If your wrestling with a mope with a gun are you gonna curse? Are you gonna fight back? Of course cause I’m human. Suddenly though, I can’t even be human. Those rights that are demanded by these protesters, well they’re everyone’s but mine.
I swore I’d never become that cop. That old, angry, numb socially uncouth cop. Well now I make that cop look like mother Theresa. There's only so much a person can take before they shut down. No one calls 911 for good things. It’s a daily rollercoaster of bad to horrific and it never gets better.
You take this job and you know there’s a chance you can die, obviously. But you think of it as, “OK , I’m in this gun battle with a bank robber and I die in glory.” You don’t sign up for “I’m gonna be sitting in my patrol car eating lunch and get executed from behind.” Give me a chance. A chance to fight back you f***ing coward. They never had a chance. And it eats me up inside.
I’m sick over it. I didn’t know them but I know them. They’re me. I’m them. I play it over and over again in my head and it makes me sick. Yeah that heartless animal murdered them, but he didn’t act alone. The city of New York run by its disgrace of a Mayor, di Blasio murdered them too. Here’s a man who stands in front of his city and tells them he’s afraid his son will get killed by a cop, all the while he has cops guarding his son 24/7. He enticed a race war. He allows a city to protest for a criminal and chant they want dead cops. Well they got what they wanted didn’t they? Right before Christmas, 2 funerals. A husband, a father, a son.
Every single day at work I encounter real bad guys. And guess what? They know they’ve won. They know we are hesitant. That fear is gone. Now that fear is in us. I have two little kids at home. I’m gonna leave them parentless for what? A city that hates me? Condemns me? Leave my spouse a single parent for a city that spits on me? It’s not worth it anymore.
I don’t know what’s going to happen but I do know this. You can curse us, spit on us, even fight us, but the day you kill us is the day you awaken a sleeping giant. We were executed. We won’t be executed again. We are in hell right now, but if you think we are gonna sit back and get murdered you’re wrong. Their blood is on di Blasios hands. He has single handily divided the city. Not just black and white but black and blue. He stands next to Sharpton, a man who has professed his anti-white anti-Semitic rants fordecades. It’s egregious. Despicable. It’s almost like I’m in a different world. When the f*** did I become the bad guy? When the f*** did they let bad guys run the city?
So I never got to become that hero like my dad. But I got to share the same uniform as 2 of them-Ramos and Liu. Remember their names. They were murdered by the city of New York. The great city that I swore to protect, that never protected us back. Their execution will live heavy in my heart forever. I’ve officially lost my faith in mankind. But I haven’t yet lost my faith in God. And as I get dressed every day and put my vest on, I say a prayer to God, “Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace, to a place where we’ll be safe.” I don’t need to be a hero anymore, I just want to go home.
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Post by trappincoyotes39 on Dec 27, 2014 18:40:45 GMT -6
Yes Tman I did, do I remember every minute? Nope and could care less, the majority of people know he walked and was guilty. He got off for being an African American and very well,known person, add that to the Rodney king talk they brought up through the entire trial. The riots that where sure to take place if found guilty the media for the most part was in his corner.
Rshaw that is a great post, I know retired game wardens that feel the same way. Trying to do their job and always seen as the enemy by those being arrested or written a citation and political means coming into play, depending on who one is dealing with.
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