During a trial, in a small Missouri town, the local prosecuting attorney
called his first witness to the stand. She was sworn in, asked if she
would
tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, on the Bible,
so
help her God.
The witness was a proper well-dressed elderly lady, the Grandmother
type,
well spoken and poised.
The prosecuting attorney approached the woman and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do
you know me?'" She responded, "Why, yes I do know you, Mr. Williams.
I've
known you since you were a young boy and frankly, you've been a big
disappointment to me. You lie, cheat on your wife, manipulate people and
talk badly about them behind their backs. You think you're a rising big
shot when you haven't the sense to realize you never will amount to
anything more than a two-bit paper-pushing shyster." "Yes, I know you
quite
well."
The lawyer was stunned. He couldn't even think for a few minutes. Then,
slowly backed away, fearing the looks on the judge and jurors' faces,
not
to mention the court reporter who documented every word. Not knowing
what
else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do you
know
the defense attorney?" She again replied, "Why, yes, I do. I've known
Mr.
Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, has a bad
drinking problem. The man can't build or keep a normal relationship with
anyone and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not
to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. Yes, I
know
him."
The defense attorney almost fainted and was seen slipping downward in
his
chair, looking at the floor. Laughter mixed with gasps, thundered
throughout the courtroom and the audience was on the verge of chaos.
At this point, the judge brought the courtroom to silence, called both
counselors to the bench, and in a very quiet voice said, "If either of
you
morons asks her if she knows me, you're going to jail."
called his first witness to the stand. She was sworn in, asked if she
would
tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, on the Bible,
so
help her God.
The witness was a proper well-dressed elderly lady, the Grandmother
type,
well spoken and poised.
The prosecuting attorney approached the woman and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do
you know me?'" She responded, "Why, yes I do know you, Mr. Williams.
I've
known you since you were a young boy and frankly, you've been a big
disappointment to me. You lie, cheat on your wife, manipulate people and
talk badly about them behind their backs. You think you're a rising big
shot when you haven't the sense to realize you never will amount to
anything more than a two-bit paper-pushing shyster." "Yes, I know you
quite
well."
The lawyer was stunned. He couldn't even think for a few minutes. Then,
slowly backed away, fearing the looks on the judge and jurors' faces,
not
to mention the court reporter who documented every word. Not knowing
what
else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do you
know
the defense attorney?" She again replied, "Why, yes, I do. I've known
Mr.
Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, has a bad
drinking problem. The man can't build or keep a normal relationship with
anyone and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not
to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. Yes, I
know
him."
The defense attorney almost fainted and was seen slipping downward in
his
chair, looking at the floor. Laughter mixed with gasps, thundered
throughout the courtroom and the audience was on the verge of chaos.
At this point, the judge brought the courtroom to silence, called both
counselors to the bench, and in a very quiet voice said, "If either of
you
morons asks her if she knows me, you're going to jail."
