[LEMONS] 6.27.2002
I accompanied a friend to SF criminal court today, where he was being arraigned on vandalism charges. I was just along for moral support, I didn't actually do anything other than sit in the back of the room and work on my laptop. Still. It was intersting. Some notes:
- Some old Chinese guy was just admonished to stay out of Macy's, following some sort of altercation with the manager, until his trial. I feel ya, G. I'm not allowed into K-Mart, myself.
- Lessons learned: listen to the judge and your lawyer. -- And shut the fuck up. Don't say a fucking word unless you're asked to.
- A self-described schizophrenic has 3 bench warrants. One of his arrests is for sitting in an unlocked car by himself. No violence.
Obviously homeless. He's been caught twice for rummaging through open cars. He's a drug addict. But this guy is definitely mentally fucked up. Belongs in a home, not jail. But there's no money for homes. He's just sad. Off to jail with him, then back on the streets. - Interpreters are us. So far they've needed interpreters for Mandarin,
Spanish, and Hindi. The same woman did Spanish and Hindi. Wow. - A mental case sites behind us. He keeps talking to himself. He's said several times "I can't stand them mountain bikes." Or "I'll be rich." Or "too many broken bones." He smells terrible. He won't quit muttering. Over and over again. Constantly. At one point, my companion and I start to chat. Crazy guy leans forward, shushes us, and says "no talking!"
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