Monthly Archives: July 2007

When Jurors Just Plain Lie

Gideon, at A Public Defender posts about Lying lies and the jurors that tell them.  As anyone who reads Simple Justice regularly is well aware, I’m a huge fan of Anne Read at Deliberations, but despite the breadth and scope of Anne’s writing on voir dire, Gideon hits the bottom line. 

Despite our best efforts, bag of tricks, open-ended questions and insight, jurors still lie.  Granted, most lie to get off the jury, in the hopes they will be cut lose and not have to come back again in their natural life.  But some lie about how they feel.  Indeed, some have an ax to grind and, if they have to be on a jury, would just as soon be on yours to have an opportunity to right some perceived wrong.

This is the trial lawyer’s nightmare, or at least one of them.  It’s like having a saboteur in the case, a hidden time bomb waiting to go off.  No matter what happens at trial, how good or bad the evidence turns out to be, this juror is absolutely determined to sink you because, well, because that’s his goal in the jury room.  And you don’t know it, and can’t do anything to stop it.

Granted, my experience is that the vast majority of jurors take their role very seriously and try very hard to be fair and neutral.  They may fall a little shot of that goal, for reason unrelated to their intent.  They may have hidden bias that we failed ferret out.  But they mean well.  That’s not who we’re talking about here.

This is about the juror, like a refugee from a Scott Turow novel, who believes that it is his duty to manipulate the law because the law is bad, wrong, evil.   He is going to rid society of a perceived plague.  No stinkin’ evidence, nor instruction from that “activist judge, will move him.  What to do?

We’ve heard the stories of jurors who are “caught” after deliberations having violated the court’s instructions.  These situations make the news because they are so rare.  For the most part, we will never hear from a juror again once the trial is over.  The occasional note, perhaps, but no shocking accusations or admissions of impropriety.

The law protects the integrity of the jury verdict from the post-hoc attack of the lawyer.  There are sound public policy reasons for this, and I have no doubt that there are lawyers, a lot of lawyers, who would readily go after juror after juror to dig up some dirt on what happened in the jury room in order to undo a losing verdict.  These citizens, who have done their duty and served with honor and integrity, deserve to be protected from the sharks and go on with their lives unmolested. 

Further, the finality of verdicts would be perpetually undermined if it was so conditional that a body of law developed to make it subject to wholesale scrutiny of the jury’s deliberations.  Nothing would ever be over.  As much as that is good for the loser, consider what that means for the winner?  It would bring additional disrepute on a system that is held in less than high esteem, and with good reason.

So what’s the answer?  How do we detect the lying juror?  I don’t know.  As the length and scope of voir dire continues to diminish in most cases, other than the high profile and death penalty cases, we are constrained to be more efficient and effective in our questioning.  But we run the risk of failing to ask that one question that might show some glimmer of a problem.  Or of failing to note the response that should make that red light go off that we have a problem, and then follow up on it.

With all the brilliant minds here, perhaps an answer is out there somewhere?  Let me know.

Lawyer Shot, Bar in Turmoil

Since a few lawyers that I personally know tend to imbibe alcoholic beverages on rare occasion (the rest drink nearly constantly), it’s as important that you know this one tidbit as much as how to cross an eyewitness.  Okay, maybe not AS important, but you should still be aware of this.

You get 20% more liquor when your drink is served in a short wide glass than when it’s served in a tall thin one, according to this report.   Using the cost-benefit approach that I learned in college, that means that you will not save a dime (since the total amount of liquid to travel down your gullet will remain unchanged) by using the shorter glassware, you will increase your net stupor by that amount. 

If you happen to be with clients (or judges, when they’re buying), bear this in mind.  Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, and the only person who won’t realize that you’re sloppy drunk is you.  Because you’re sloppy drunk.

And to bring this around to the criminal law perspective, if you’re going to drink enough to affect your coordination, skills or judgment, not to mention elevate your blood alcohol level above .08%, don’t drive.  That’s why we have cabs and friends.

Peaking Under the Robe


Manhattan Supreme Court Justice Emily Jane Goodman, who recently went public about Judge Judy Kaye’s dropping the ball on judicial pay raises, has written about what life as a judge has really been like over at Judicial Reports.

Most striking about Judge Goodman’s essay is the isolation she feels, the palpable loneliness of life on the bench.  While most of us think of the collegiality amongst judges, based upon stories of appellate court conferences, the life of a trial judge can be quite solitary.

Having been around the courthouse for a while, and thus knowing some of the judges from before, I’ve heard similar stories many times.  Some judges, unlike Judge Goodman, fraternize a bit more with the lawyers.  Sometimes at the bar at Forlinis (the Italian restaurant behind the courthouse) and sometimes in the real world, away from the courts altogether.

But still, there’s usually a certain distance that the judges maintain, keeping the talk more superficial than would happen with real human beings.  It’s hard to say why judges, all being in the same relative boat, don’t connect with one another more than Judge Goodman suggests.  I can understand why a busy judge doesn’t have the time or reason to stroll from courtroom to courtroom, seeking out buddies with whom to share their tales of woe.  But after work?  I know of a few Supremes in the Bronx, who came out of the same legal aid class back in the days when defense lawyers became judges, who still retain a level of camaraderie.

To a large extent, the problem is due to us lawyers treating judges as something other than human beings.  Granted, a lot of judges put us in that position, by either chastising us for not showing the demonstrable level of respect and distance they think the deserve and require, or by treating lawyers as sub-humans and creating that divide that we would prefer not to cross.  With a lot of judges that I knew from before, I speak to them in a more normal tone when at the bench, asking about their families and how they’re doing.  Sometimes I’ll refer to old times when funny things happen, to remind them that we’re still people, just doing different jobs.

All of this depends on attitude, of course.  In my experience, judges who are secure in their roles have no issue with a little more informality, provided that it’s done discretely and doesn’t detract from their ability to perform their job.  Of course, I would never put them in a position that would be potentially embarrassing, and thereby force them to shut me down or shut me up.  If I did, I would deserve whatever they did to me.  But the very fact that I have to think about this maintains the divide, and the isolation, that judges endure.

Also interesting about Judge Goodman’s thoughts is the perceived lack of appreciation.  There’s little cash and no cachet.  Well, that sure makes the job seem appetizing.  There’s quite a few judges out there who should have considered that line before they dedicated their lives to getting elected.  After the glory of an election victory wears off, was it worth it?  Was the desire for validation enough to keep them going?  I expect it was for some, but they are the judges that should least wear the robe.

While summering in the Hamptons, I went to play golf early one morning by myself.  They stuck me with two other guys, both a lot older than I was, to send me out.  Both were amiable fellows, joking and having a good time.  They were lousy golfers, which made me feel right at home.  Eventually, I asked one what he did for a living.  He told me he used to be a lawyer.  I asked if he was retired.  He said, “No, I just became a judge.”  We still had a nice round, but as soon as the words were spoken, we all realized that rules changed. 

Justice Goodman’s essay is important reading to understand and appreciate what’s going on in the head of that person who’s making important decisions for you. 

Beating the Lawyer, Part 1

Mark Bennett invites comment at Defending People on the ways in which potential clients seek to take advantage of a lawyer in their moment of need, only to try to beat them out of a fee after the adrenalin rush is gone.  So, here’s a story of mine.

A client of mine called to tell me the police were at his partner’s door (6:30 am, naturally) for the take down.  The partner was holed up with his family.  What to do?  Other than the routine (say nothing, tell ’em you want to speak with your lawyer), I was conflicted.  Foolishly, the cops had no warrant and the partner was smart enough not to open the door.


The fellow lived mere blocks away from a very fine lawyer friend of mine, who would get out of bed for me and jump right in.  After confirming that he would be paid by the partner, I called my buddy and he defused the situation, precluded questioning and went on to represent the partner at arraignment later that day.  At arraignment, he was able to have the case dismissed for insufficiency of the accusatory instrument. 

My lawyer buddy was handed a check by the wife at arraignment, which bounced high and hard.  He asked his client why, and the fellow responded that he didn’t do anything.

I spoke with my client about how I brought my lawyer buddy into this mess in the wee hours of the morning based upon his assurance that he would be paid.  After the usual hemming and hawing, the bottom line was that my client refused to take responsibility for his partner, who my client now referred to as a low-life skel.

I ended up eating a good portion of my buddy’s fee, since he acted at my request.  Regardless of how big a jerk my client and his partner turned out to be, someone had to be responsible and that turned out to be me.


But there is a moral to this story.  My client was later re-arrested in another case (actually a series of cases), and sought my representation.  I told him that before I would consider taking his case, we had some old business to clear up.  And so we did.  Then he had to take care of the new case. And so he did. 


And then there was suddenly yet another new case, this time involving both my client and his partner, both of whom needed separate representation.  I love repeat business.  Not only were past indignities addressed, but my lawyer buddy was shown an act of contrition by the partner, who miraculously realized that the game he had played by beating a lawyer out of a fee was about to be a very expensive game indeed. 


And what of me?  Well, my lawyer buddy was so appreciative of the fact that I stood behind him that he referred a very significant case to me that resulted in about a year’s worth of revenues. 


I believe in karma.  And I believe in doing the right thing, even if you think you can do the wrong thing and get away with it.  The favor bank doesn’t always work as well as it’s supposed to, but I wouldn’t do it any other way.

Investigate All You Want, But No Names

New York Legal Update brings us  Matter of Fischetti v Scherer, 2007 NY Slip Op 06174.  If the names of the parties sound familiar, that would be New York criminal defense lawyer Ron Fischetti, one of the best in town, and Manhattan Supreme Court Administrative Judge, Micki Scherer.  No, they’re not getting divorced.

Ron Fischetti represents a Broadway actor accused of engaging in “groping” and “oral” sex with a 15 year old girl.  The day before this famous actor’s arraignment, DANY put out a press release to their favorite tabloids, the Post and the News calling for witnesses who may also have been molested by this actor.  No, Mike Nifong hasn’t gone to work for Morgy, and this isn’t Duke.  What? You thought they would learn something?

Ron Fischetti, however, decided to turn the tables and put out a call for witnesses about the young woman, seeking people who could testify that her credibility is, uh, suspect.  Oh, the district attorney’s office was not amused.  It might be just fine for them to play that game, but they only named a horrible vicious criminal who simply had yet to be convicted and sentence to life in prison. 

Fischetti, on the other hand, demonstrated that he was every bit their match when it came to representing his client.  And for his efforts, he took it on the chin.  First a gag order, then an appeal to the Appellate Division, First Department.

The Court, by Justice David Saxe, upheld the gag order, pontificating about the rights of the defendant (such as the silly 6th Amendment right to effective assistance of counsel, not to mention that 1st Amendment right of free speech) must give way to the right of the victim to privacy, rape-shield laws and the important governmental interest in having victims come forward with fear that their identities might be exposed. 

On the plus side, the Court noted that the gag order was limited:  It only prohibited Fischetti from using the girl’s name, not otherwise investigating.  So the court thinks the headline should read:  “Is She Who Must Not Be Named A Liar?” 

Kudos to Ron Fischetti for standing up and doing what he had to do to represent his client.  This is how a criminal defense lawyer is supposed to be.

Housekeeping Update

You may note that there are no links on the front page of any posts since the improvements thrust upon me by godaddy.  I checked with the former Dairy Queen employee of the month, and was informed that the new and improved version no longer permits hyperlinks on the front page, though they remain in the body when you read the full text version.  I apologize for this, though it was not my choice.

Now, does anyone know who came up with the idea that all customer service reps repeat the phrase, “I apologize for the inconvenience?”   There are few things that I find more offensive than to have this said to me, usually multiple times, when seeking a solution to a problem. 

First, it is not an “inconvenience”.  An inconvenience happens when a person, who is under no obligation to do anything, does something that makes a task more difficult than it could or should have been.   When I call the customer service rep of an entity that I have paid money to, this is a breach, not an incovenience.  Here’s the deal, I pay and you deliver whatever it is I’ve paid for.  Simple. 

Don’t apologize, just perform.  This concept no longer exists for most of our daily transactions.  The apologists will rationalize why it’s much too difficult to expect businesses to do what they are paid to do.  But as long as the businesses have no interest in hearing about my problems, I have no interest in hearing about theirs.

UPDATE:  I just received this email from the “Office of the President” of godaddy in response to my suggesting as to how they might want to remove one part of their anatomy from another:


Dear Scott Greenfield,

Thank you for contacting the Office of the President.

We apologize for the inconvenience you have experienced with the new
version of the Quick Blog.  Do know that your opinion and suggestions
are very important to us and we have forwarded them to our Director of
Corporate Quality Assurance for review.

All of our products and services are birthed out of and modified due to
customer suggestions, so we appreciate you taking the time to bring
these issues to our attention.

Please feel free to contact our office if there are other matters with
which we may assist.

Regards,

Todd Cluff
Office of the President
GoDaddy.com


Well, that pretty much says it all. 

Judge Nancy Gertner Orders Government to Pay $100M

It’s almost like sanity has returned to the earth.  Massachusetts District Court Judge (and former star defense lawyer, but let’s keep that between us) Nancy Gertner has ordered the government to pay $100 Million to compensate four men for their unjust conviction and more than 3 decades in prison for the 1965 murder of Edwin “Teddy” Deegan.  

How did this happen.  Well, you think the lying snitches and government’s cover-up of their lies might have had something to do with it.  Do you think the FBI agents who decided that these four guys were acceptable “collateral damage” in the war on…whatever the war was on way back then, slept well at night?

And what does our United States Government, those defenders and protectors of truth and justice around the world, have to say about it all now?

[C]counsel for the Justice Department contended that federal authorities did not have a duty to share information with state prosecutors, and argued that the federal government isn’t responsible for what happens in a state prosecution.

Smells like a conspiracy to me.  You?  And before I forget, thank god for Judges like Nancy Gertner.  I’m sure it will be reversed under the Reverse Silver Platter Doctrine or some other similar arcane rule that was intended to stop the government but ended up only being used against citizens.  But for a short time, it seems like all is right with the world.

This was also reported by Grits for Breakfast, but Scott may not have been able to fully appreciate Nancy Gertner if he never had a drink with her at an NACLD convention before she became a woman in black.  Judge Gertner is obviously smarter than most, but she’s got more guts than any man I know.

Disclosures About Brady Disclosures

That Second Circuit.  What a bunch of cards, eh?

The government’s duty to disclose exculpatory information under Brady v. Maryland took a few more twists and turns in  U.S. v. Rodriguez, 05-CR-3069, according to the New York Law Journal.  The putative holding, by Judge Pierre Leval (who was a pretty decent judge in the Southern District) was that the Brady obligation applied to oral as well as written materials.  This came in response to the government having neglected to take notes when their snitch talked about being a pathological liar (my interpretation).  Go figure.

So far, pretty good decision, right?  Well, don’t jump the gun there, grasshopper.  Don’t you love mixing metaphors?  The trial was before Judge Robert Sweet, another one of the more decent people on the Southern District bench, and the existence of the Brady material came to light during the witnesses testimony. 

“Wait a sec,” you say.  What happened to disclosing the Brady in advance of trial?  “That’s for kids,” says Judge Sweet, who also adds that he’s aware of no mandate to disclose exculpatory information that is not preserved in writing.  That doesn’t sound like too big a hole in the Brady obligation, now does it?  While Judge Leval refused to approve the government’s argument that “disclosure on direct” is all the Constitution requires, he also failed to exactly disapprove.  He could, for example, have said that the government must turn over all Brady material at some point before the trial (like as soon as possible, for example).  But why should the defense be given half a chance to investigate it, or even know about it before the plea.

But, that’s hardly the worst to come out of this case.  While the government conceded that its “conscious avoidance” of the creation of Brady material might not have been the “better practice,” it went on to say in a letter to the Court:

[I]ts conduct at the trial would not have satisfied a subsequent U.S. Department of Justice rule that requires prosecutors to obtain supervisory approval not to disclose impeachment information before trial.

There’s a United States Department of Justice rule that requires approval before violating the Constitution!  Let this sink in a bit before we move on.  They’ve got a rule.  If you want to violate the Constitution, you must get supervisory approval.  Who do you ask if you want to torture someone?  Well, I guess that’s a silly question.

It’s clear to any trial lawyer how important Brady/Giglio material is to prepare for cross-examination, particularly of a snitch.  That the government views its disclosure duty as voluntary endeavor at best comes as no surprise, given how much latitude the courts allow the government and how little they care about the defense’s ability to prepare (or win) for trial.  Under these circumstances, Judge Leval’s decision is frankly pretty darn pro-defendant (or pro-Constitution, if you prefer).  Not that it really gets you anywhere, since the turnover at trial alone should have been enough to shoot down the conviction.  But the disclosure of the government’s rule, that they can only violate the Constitution with approval.  Now that’s priceless.