The trial of the century

So the trial in which I was an alternate juror ended today. I can talk about the case now.

What happened was, one Robert Baker and one Marianna Kelly went out drinking. Jason Baker (no relation to Robert) asked to go along, but Robert said no, telling him that he and Ms. Kelly were going to a private club. Jason and another friend, Ty Mullen, stayed at Ms. Kelly's house, drinking and doing whatever, along with a third party, Dave Richardson. Robert and Ms. Kelly went to the club, then after the club closed, went to Blondie's, a public bar, where Robert apparently bought a six-pack to take home. Ms. Kelly had too much to drink, so when they got back to her house, Mullen and Richardson helped her upstairs, where she was apparently throwing up. Richardson stayed with her, while Mullen went downstairs.

According to Robert, he was leaving to go home when Jason cold-cocked him, punching him in the face and knocking him unconscious. After he came to, he found Mullen standing over him trying to help him. He was in "defensive mode", so he took a small pocketknife out of his pocket and sliced Mullen in the arm. He was okay enough to drive himself home, despite the fact that his left eye was swollen shut and he had a concussion. And, of course, despite the fact that he'd basically had the snot beaten out of him, he didn't trouble himself to seek any kind of medical care or notify the cops that he'd been assaulted until sometime the next day. And the first words out of this genius's mouth were "I don't have any insurance. Somebody's gotta pay these medical bills."

Others alleged that Mullen kicked Robert Baker, that there was a beer bottle thrown, and a lot of other confusion.

I talked to my brother about this, and he said that cases like this are hard to prosecute because the sequence of events are very messy to sort through.

I just talked to the judge's secretary. Jason Baker pled out. Damn, that is unsatisfying.