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Episode 635: The Sounds of the Gestating Fetus
🕑 Added 2022-06-26 16:51:05 +0000 UTCShow Notes
How a Tulsa grandmother became a vicious Sandy Hook conspiracy theorist—in her own words.
Walking on Hot Coals: A Company Event Goes Wrong
Supreme Court Ruling Limits Local Ability to Restrict Guns Outside the Home
Texas Republican Convention calls Biden win illegitimate and rebukes Cornyn over gun talks
The Texas GOP is pushing for a referendum to decide if the state will secede from the US
Pete Arredondo, Uvalde School District Police Chief, Is Put on Leave - The New York Times
FFRF re: Jan. 6 testimony: Constitution is 'godless,' not 'divinely inspired'
Progressives Say Windfall Profits Tax a 'Better Solution' Than Biden's Gas Tax Holiday
Arrested Patriot Front Brothers Have Ties to Apocalyptic Christian Nationalist Church
Supreme Court: Maine cannot bar religious schools from tuition program - The Washington Post
Comments
Fame and fortune guaranteed in the state of Tintucky
He wants the Right answer not the right answer.
Asymetra
It's not just the police, it's prosecutors as well. Anecdote: I was a witness in regard to a crime. While waiting for the case to come up, I sat in court watching all the other case proceedings. The oddest testimony of the day came from a police officer. I don't recall anything else about that case, just the weirdness of the cop's testimony 30 years later. The case I was a testifying in involved a prank, a teen pointed broken BB handgun at another teen. They laughed it off. It was the "victim's" parents that pushed the case. The details of the case varied wildly with each telling, but the story that the prosecutor cobbled had the event occurring on Labor Day. I was there to testify that the event couldn't have happened on the day in question because the defendant had been at my house all day for a BBQ and slept on my couch the 2nd night. There was nowhere to go, everything was shut for the holiday. Even the main witness for the prosecution had been at my house all day for the BBQ. The prosecution had convinced everyone else involved, including the defendant (who was none to bright to begin with) as to what "really happened." Prior to the trial, I had attempted to contact the police and tell them they got the day wrong, even going so far as to leave a note for the arresting officer. Had they not ignored me, the prosecutor would have just changed the "day in question" and sent a 17-year-old to prison for assault with a deadly weapon. I remember the prosecutor wasn't too happy about my testimony, and standing there in my military uniform only lent weight to what I said. He even asked me why I thought the defendant would agree to the confession if it didn't happen that day. (My testimony must have flustered him, because that is totally a bad question to ask.) I didn't tell the truth as I saw it (the defendant was dumb enough that he could be convinced he was a turtle), I just said, "I don't know." He was a sweet, dumb kid that the system just wanted to throw in prison to appease another kid's parents.
Jay Voigt
OMG Cecil, when you made that attempt at making a whale sound both of my cats went tearing out of the room and are now hiding in my closet and under the bed.
