A bunch of teenage girls swarm a man and kill him. A bunch of teenage girls, some as young as 13, swarm a man and kill him. Swarm a man and kill him. A man and kill him. Man and kill him. And kill him. Kill him. Him kill. Him kill and. Him kill and man. Him kill and man a. Him kill and man a swarm.
No amount of backwards can bring this man back to life. That's the "Why bother?" and accounts for the courtroom yawns and smirks -- all of which can be argued away.
There are those who take such cases to argue just that. I'm not a lawyer and I do it all the time, for free. But there's something sick in that, it is said, arguing for free. At least working for money absolves us, explains the motivation, which has nothing to do with us and everything to do with our instrumentalization by an employer.
We've all gotta work, right? Take the job if you need a reason. Taking the job gives you the right to rage against your oppressor. Taking the job says, I have some skin in this game.
Courtroom Drawing: Pam Davis
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