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The Never Ending Saga of Stabby Fucking Einstein

July 6, 2018

Please Rise and Salute The Flag of the Great State of Arizona and then Salute Kirk Nurmi For His Testicles Finally Dropping.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

IN THE COURT OF APPEALS STATE OF ARIZONA DIVISION ONE

STATE OF ARIZONA, No. 1 CA-CR 15-0302 Appellee, v. JODI ANN ARIAS, Appellant. Maricopa County Superior Court No. CR-2008-031021-001 DT

APPELLANT’S OPENING BRIEF

MARICOPA COUNTY PUBLIC DEFENDER

Deputy Public Defenders Downtown Justice Center 620 West Jackson, Suite 4015 Phoenix, Arizona 85003 Telephone (602) 506-7711 ACE@mail.maricopa.gov Attorneys for APPELLANT

Not a Judge Sherry Stephens and Totally Should be a Judge Kelly McFadden Presiding

Ladies and Gentlemen we are going to start with some off the record housekeeping matters. Firstly Stabby’s Pencil is still out on mental health leave so Stabby will be afforded a crayon. If anyone hears any shrieks of laughter up and down the hallway it is just Kirk Nurmi and it should be ignored. We get it Kirk and the neener neener was probably not necessary. The vet, a box of good boy treats and the tranquilizer gun have all been placed on stand by. Totally should be a Judge Kelly will be working most of the first part of what we are all sure is going to be an overly dramatic and way to long appeals process.

The Repellant er I mean Appellant has made several million assertions in her opening (good god is this really just the opening) brief which we will of course have to cover. Pretoria was polite enough to forward all unused puke buckets and they are located at the ends of the aisles for your convenience. As the law dictates you are allowed and encouraged to ask any questioned of the lying ho, sorry I mean appellant that you feel are pertinent. Okay I think we are ready to go so I will hand things off to Totally should be a judge Kelly.

Good afternoon everyone. I have been handed a note that the citizens of earth would like to just go ahead and apologize now that you have to be here. Thank you citizens, we accept your apology.

So lets deal with this shit. Firstly I am going to have to cover exactly what an appeals process entails.

For your edification : Appeal: A request to a higher court to review the lower court’s proceedings and outcome. The defendant argues that the lower court violated his or her rights in some way that warrants getting a new trial or a reduced sentence. Direct Appeal: Filed with the Arizona Court of Appeals. In death penalty cases, the direct appeal is filed with the Arizona Supreme Court. Opening Brief: A written document in which arguments are presented that the defendant’s conviction or sentence is improper and should be reversed.

What we are dealing with today believe it or not is just the opening brief. All 5 million pages of it. Seriously could she have crammed any more stuff in this thing? Jesus H Christ the only thing missing is the chorus from O Holy Night.

Since there is so much garbage to get through I am breaking it up into parts and this is what we are starting with. My answers to statements will be in italics.

STATEMENT OF THE CASE

1

The state indicted appellant, Jodi Ann Arias, for the murder of her boyfriend, T.A. (Instrument 1, hereinafter I.). The state charged her with first degree premeditated murder or in the alternative, felony murder. This is a factual statement that actually happened.

On October 31, 2008, the state made notice of its intention to seek the death penalty. (I. 32-33). On August 7, 2009, the court held a Chronis hearing and found that the state presented probable cause to support one aggravating factor: the crime was committed in an especially cruel manner. (ME 8-10-09). The parties could not settle after a settlement conference. (RT 7-5-11, pp. 2-58). They conducted a second settlement conference before the retrial, which was also unsuccessful. (ME 10-24-13). If this is part of her appeal you will have to excuse me while I bang my head off of the keyboard. aoehtaefhsd. Her idea of a settlement was 10 years for basically killing the man 3 times.

Stabby’s trial began December 10, 2012, with

jury selection. (RT 12-10-12, p. 12). The jury found Arias guilty of first degree murder on May 8, 2013. (RT 5-8-13, p. 11). The aggravation phase began May 15, 2013. (RT 5-15-13, p. 4). The state sought to prove one aggravator, the killing was done in an especially cruel manner.

 

, p. 9). At the conclusion of the aggravation phase, the jury found that the state proved this aggravating factor. \

Please note there may be a slight discrepancy in the cites to the record depending on whether one is referring to the electronic version of the transcripts or the hard copy of the transcripts.

 

2 The penalty phase began May 16, 2013. (RT 5-16-13, p. 53). It concluded on May 23, 2013, when the jury could not agree on life or death. (RT 5-23-13, p. 8). The court declared a mistrial. (I. 1154; RT 5-23-13, p. 10). The defense argued a Motion for Mistrial on May 20, 2013. (RT 5-20-13 #1, pp. 9-18). The court denied that motion. Because there was no reason for a mistrial.

, p. 18). The defense filed a Motion to Vacate the Aggravation Phase verdict pursuant to Rule 24.2. (I. 1174). The court denied that motion. (ME 8-9-13).

Arias’s retrial began September 29, 2014. Once again, the jury could not

agree on a sentence. (I. 2058; RT 3-5-15, p. 6). The court declared a mistrial.

The court sentenced Arias to natural life. (RT 4-13-15, p. 56). The parties stipulated to the amount of restitution. (ME 6-22-15). Arias filed a timely Notice of Appeal. (I. 2083). This Court has jurisdiction pursuant to Article 6, § 9 of the Arizona Constitution, and A.R.S. §§ 12-120.21 (A) (1), 13-4031 and 13-4033 (A).

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FACTS (Oh this should be good)

This appeal is about Jodi Arias and T.A., whose lives were bound together by secrets. Arias grew up in northern California. (RT 2-4-13 #1, pp. 101-102; 116; 122). Stabby’s  parents abused her physically. (facts not in evidence)

, pp. 101; 104-108). She moved out when she was seventeen years old. (

, pp. 122-125). Arias left school and worked as a waitress. (

 

, pp. 122; 125). She supported herself. (when she wasn’t mooching off of whatever guy she had entranced with her slutty ways)

, pp. 125; RT 2-4-13 #2, p. 21). Arias found work waitressing at resorts in Crater Lake and Monterey. (RT 2-5-13, pp. 9; 20). She lived in Palm Desert, California for four years with her boyfriend, D.B., and was happy there.

, pp. 30; 39-41). Arias was a spiritual seeker, always interested in self-improvement. (facts so far out of evidence they may be circling jupitor)

, pp. 7-

8; 84). She became involved in “PPL,” Pre

-Paid Legal Services, a Pyramid scheme, lets just call a spade a spade here mmmkay.

, pp. 56; 61). She enjoyed the inspiring, motivational PPL functions. (

, pp. 75; 84). She met T.A. at a PPL function in Las Vegas in September of 2006. (

, pp. 62; 67). T.A. was an executive director of PPL. (

, p. 69). He approached Arias at a social function and introduced himself. (

, p. 68). They spent time together that weekend.

 

, pp. 70-74). She was his date at a formal banquet.

, pp. 70-74). She considered T.A. to be a new friend.

 

, pp. 97-100). After leaving Vegas, they talked on the phone every night.

, p. 106). By the weeks end stabby broke up with D.B.

, pp. 98-99). She wanted to start a family. (and hopefully at some point collect a bunch of spousal and child support)

, p. 99). D.B. did not want to get married. because he was a smart, smart man

, pp. 102-103). Arias and T.A. met the following weekend at their friends’ residence in California for a pyramid scheme event

, pp. 103-104). Once everyone was asleep, T.A. arrived at Arias

’s bedroom for a night time rendezvous. because of course he did, she was giving it away for fucks sake.

, p. 106). T.A. initiated sexual contact. Assuming facts not in evidence and my personal guess is someone named stabby initiated sexual contact

 

, p. 118). Arias knew that T.A. was Mormon. That is actually a true statement

, p. 90). He wore his temple garments during that sexual encounter. Assumes facts not in evidence and EWWWW

, p. 121). The next morning, they attended a Mormon church service together.

, p. 126). T.A. encouraged her to explore Mormonism.

, pp. 129-130). T.A. was a priest of the order Melchizedek and a respected church member. (RT 2-13-13, pp. 133-134). Arias believed T.A. was superior to her in all matters concerning religion. (I’m gonna give her this one.)

, p. 134). He gave her a copy of the Book of Mormon and sent missionaries to visit her at her home. (RT 2-5-13, p. 129). Two months after they met, T.A. baptized

Arias into the Mormon religion. (RT 2-6-13, pp. 25-26). After the baptism ceremony, the couple returned to Arias home where they had sex (assumes facts not in evidence)

, pp. 45-47). The Law of Chastity forbids sexual contact between unmarried persons. (RT 1-30-13, p. 96). T.A. instructed Arias that the church permitted sexual contact but not vaginal intercourse. (RT 2-6-13, p. 17). Arias trusted T.A. when he assured her that oral and anal sex between unmarried persons were acceptable. (so einstein is an idiot. Is that what we are going with?)

, pp. 20; 16-17). Eventually, the unmarried couple engaged in vaginal intercourse as well as other types of sexual behavior. How many fucking types are there we’ve covered anal, oral, vaginal, desserts, what’s missing maybe livestock?

, p. 99). Arias and T.A. became an exclusive couple in February of 2007

, p. 51). They met at PPL events and travelled together to visit Mormon historical sites.

, pp. 100; 122). Travelling together as an unmarried couple was frowned upon by Mormons. (RT 1-30-13, p. 24). T.A. assured her that the church approved of their sexual relationship. ( I CALL BULLSHIT ON THIS ENTIRE STATEMENT)

 

We will pick up with the rest of the opening salvo tomorrow. I need a tylenol and maybe a xanax or something.

RBMD peacing the fuck out

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Well it’s happened. The apocalypse is upon us. Stabbys Appeal Process Has Started And Oddly (so not oddly) We Are All To Blame.

July 6, 2018

 

 

My loyal subjects, your royal majesty, high commander of the realm, horse whisperer, honorary DVM, pretend Judge, pretty fucking good pretend lawyer, dog lactation consultant and as always queen of all I survey am back.  And if that has happened that has to mean stabby is back.  Boy is she.

Her first shot across the bow, keeping the appeals process sealed was a swing and a miss so I can pick apart her opening salvo at my leisure.  Which I will as soon as I finish reading the stupid thing.  Bitch learned some new words and shit.

It is roughly equivalent to war and peace if you left the peace part out so I will take yet another one for the team, read the fucking thing, translate it into English and put it up on here.

gotta go read now.  RBMD Peacing the fuck out


A Smart Ass Guest Blog For Nurmi – By Schaeffer

February 24, 2015

 

Does anyone know how to get in touch with Nurmi?  I have written his closing argument.  (Since he has adopted an “I want to be like Juan” posture, he will refer to himself in the third person.)

Ladies and gentleman of the jury, it appears the State of Arizona, and especially that meanie Juan Martinez, want The Whore of Babble On and On and On (WOBO) to pay for the brutal murder of Travis Alexander, and this is wholly unacceptable.  After all, she only did “one bad thing.”  How bad can one thing be?  The world has always been against this poor woman, and despite her unshakable belief in her own intelligence and her own magnificent specialness, she struggles with many common concepts, such as responsibility, accountability, rules, and most especially, the truth.

Even though she struggles with the concepts of responsibility, accountability, rules, and most especially, the truth, she does have an encyclopaedic knowledge of fucking, and in fact, considers it her most charming quality and marketable skill.  She wholeheartedly believes it, and it alone, should serve as a life-sparing mitigating factor in your deliberations.  Allow me to explain.

Testimony from the defendant and several paid witnesses has clearly established she has only a passing acquaintance with the concepts of responsibility, accountability, rules, and most especially, the truth.  She has never had or done anything valuable or worthwhile in her entire life.  She has never had a career, only jobs any 16 year old could get, with employers who fired her for stealing from them or for not showing up — which, by the way, are completely persecutorial and unjustifiable actions.  She claims to have been an artist, a photographer, and a victim of domestic violence.  However,  it has become evident what she really means is she had a box of crayons and some tracing paper, the ability to scrawl an eight letter word (which she didn’t understand, but hey, she spelled it correctly) on a plain white t-shirt, a cell phone, and a propensity for taking selfies of herself fucking.

Hell, because she struggles so with the concepts of responsibility, accountability, rules, and most especially, the truth, she couldn’t even join a religion correctly.  She unwisely chose to convert to one of the most restrictive Western religions, while living in a city which is a stronghold of that faith.  Despite several instructional meetings with missionaries from The LDS Church, and constantly toting around and pretending to study both The Book of Mormon and The Bible, her interpretation of Church doctrine was, “fuck the brains out of a devout member, stalk, blackmail, and terrorize him, no need to bother with pesky things like the basic tenets of Mormonism or the ever popular 10 Commandments.”  Despite the fact that The Book of Mormon is excruciatingly clear on its foundational tenets, especially something called The Vow of Chastity — which anyone can tell by its use of the word “vow” is merely a general idea, open to individual interpretation — this poor woman thought it meant, “these are just a few suggestions, but they don’t apply to ‘special’ people, so if you are indeed ‘special’ do whatever the fuck you want.”  See how she can work “fucking” into anything?  That is talent.  Surely you can see that her lifelong struggle with the concepts of responsibility, accountability, rules, and most especially, the truth, struggles which also manifested themselves in her interpretation of what makes an artist, a photographer, and a victim, carried over into her interpretation of religious doctrine, doctrine which has stood for centuries and which is abundantly clear to anyone else, just not to her.

While she has had a lifelong struggle with the concepts of responsibility, accountability, rules, and most especially, the truth, WOBO has had one concept which she has clearly understood, and, with the exception of the tough spot in which she now finds herself, has stood her in good stead: she is a hell of a fuck.  She has always been able to fuck herself into and out of any situation.  However, she has now finally come upon a situation she cannot fuck her way out of, and it is just not fair.  Since she was able to fuck her way into Travis Alexander’s life, she should be able to fuck her way out of the consequences for murdering him.  Since the defendant has never accepted responsibility for anything she has ever done, it is unfair to make her start off with such a big thing.  Maybe, just maybe (but probably not), if she had any previous experience accepting responsibility for some small things, she could have worked her way up to accepting responsibility for first degree premeditated murder, with the death penalty as a very real option, but she hasn’t, so cut her some slack!  It has been her only currency in life, and now she is just supposed to come up with a new way to pay for her actions?  Like with her life?  Come on!  Surely you can see her ability to fuck is a mitigating factor!

On top of everything else, even though the defendant has always been able to fuck her way into and out of any situation, that strategy is just not working, especially with her lead counsel, and she is about at her wit’s end.  Her lead attorney has steadfastly refused to fuck her.  He will not fuck her with penile-vaginal penetration, penile-anal penetration, or even a quick blow job.  (To be fair, though, she couldn’t have found his dick with a 10 foot pole– no pun intended– well, maybe intended just a little bit — during the first eight years of their association.)   Since being arrested, she has successfully seduced her second chair counsel, her mitigation specialist, all the experts the defense has paraded her in front of, many inmates at the Estrella jail, and several members of the public, but it is just not working with her lead counsel.  She has been relentless in her efforts to manipulate him into any kind of sex, because she has no other coping skills (unless you count cold blooded murder).  He loves to talk dirty, which the defendant initially took as a good sign, but he just won’t give it up.  He refuses to fuck her, and for some unfathomable reason, the court refuses to accept that as a reasonable excuse to get him replaced with a more susceptible and willing-to-fuck new lead counsel, no matter how many times they have both petitioned for it.  However, since he really does love to talk dirty, repeatedly and wildly inappropriately, making it seem like it is a real issue even though nothing could be further from the truth, he did agree to proceed with a defense strategy based on the twin pillars of “fucking for fun and profit,” and “the son of a bitch had it coming because he would fuck me but he wouldn’t marry me, he wouldn’t even acknowledge I had been his girlfriend for a very brief time more than a year ago, and that is really chapping my ass all these years later, because damnit, I wrote in my diary I loved him over and over again!”

And of course, the prosecutor is completely contemptuous of the defendant.  He would not fall under her spell when she testified, he keeps tripping up her defense experts when they lie, he exposed her forged letter gambit before it ever really got off the ground, he obliterated her “perjury by affidavit” scam, and he refuses to bend the rules for the defendant, apparently because he just does not appreciate her magnificent specialness.  He keeps insisting she should not only accept responsibility for her crime, but pay for it, too.  It is flat out  unreasonable and just downright mean to make her start off with such a big thing.   Jeez!  Come on Mr. Martinez, give her a break!

So in closing, let’s just review the life of the defendant.  She has had a lifelong struggle with the concepts of responsibility, accountability, rules, and most especially, the truth.  (Given her interpretation of the words victim and survivor, maybe she has trouble with the English language, also.  What the heck, just throw that in when you start deliberations.)  She is an inveterate liar, a master manipulator, irresponsible, juvenile, and a bitch, but she is one hell of a fuck.  While all these skills proved extremely successful in the outside world, and might in fact be beneficial in prison, too, how will she be able to maximize her potential if she is on death row?  To date, she has not had a great deal of luck with the men and women of the Arizona Department of Corrections.  They have insisted, quite unreasonably, that she has to follow the same rules and regulations as everyone else, that she is forbidden from smuggling contraband in and out of the jail, and they will probably be even more hard assed about things in Perryville, especially if she is on death row.

I ask you, ladies and gentleman of the jury, is it fair to execute a special someone with a long history of struggling with the concepts of responsibility, accountability, rules, and most especially, the truth?  She only did “one bad thing.”  As you can tell, as you no doubt picked up on during this trial, WOBO and all her sycophants believe strongly that if you just say something over and over, it makes it true.  So just keep saying to yourselves, “She is magnificent.  She is special.  She is magnificently special.  And boy can she fuck!”


The Stabby Arias Penalty Phase Re-Trial -The OMG Edition

February 9, 2015

Examine this – Juan Martinez
Hai everybody. Welcome to yet another thrilling edition of the trial that just refuses to end.

Sometimes Judge Stephens wasn’t playing today and had two vets on stand-by just in case, as well as a couple of chew toys and full attack suits for the defense.

Of course court couldn’t start without a motion for mistrial for something. This one seemed to be regarding Geffner. Oral arguments are set for the 17th. Alfred E. Fuckhead doesn’t want oral arguments but Sometimes Judge Stephens said tough tittie she will wait for the State’s reponse and will hold oral arguments.

The luminous Dr. DeMarte is back on the stand and Alfred E. is still crossing her. Basically blah blah blah your are a toddler, blah blah blah, a bunch of stuff about being a student and not having experience as a doctor. He is really hammering home about her young age and what he terms lack of experience but the jury isn’t feeling it. Dr. DeMarte definitely knows her shit. Nurmi is so mad he is almost forming spit bubbles but Dr.DeMarte maintains her composure much to her credit. She said she is able to say she has 8 years of experience because she was seeing patients and this is a standard practice.

Nurmi continues to scream, as in scream that you can’t say you have that experience of you were not licensed. DeMarte does not have a shit to give about anything that Alfred E. Isadick has to say and remains cool under fire. Sometimes Judge Stephens motioned for the vet to hold his fire in hopes that Nurmi would get himself under control.

Nurmi then said that Dr.(so not a doctor) Geffner had to explain some rule for Dr. DeMarte. Juan is up and objecting and a dart was successfully deployed. Apparently not taking any chances with a raging loose pitbull in the courtroom. Nurmi said that Geffner gave Dr. Demarte an admonishment not to release questions for tests because she had done it in the past. Dr. DeMarte says that is not correct. Nurmi gets transcripts from the guilt phase. Oh the little bastard is trying to impeach Dr. DeMarte. Juan immediately objects and we have an approach. Nurmi tries again and Juan rips the head off of his chew toy and now we have a sidebar.

Well, that didn’t work out to well for the great and powerful Alfred. E so now he is telling the jury that Dr. DeMarte has a habit of breaking the rules. Dr. DeMarte shoots back that Nurmi doesn’t understand the rules and I peed a little. Juan is objecting so much that Flores has moved the muzzle to closer proximity and also the catch pole is within easy reach.

This went on for about another thousand hours before Nurmi finally gave it up.

We have finally, mercifully (thank you baby jesus) moved on to something actually having to do with the fucking trial. Nurmi say something about the validity scales saying a test was valid. I have no clue what test. He asked Dr. DeMarte when she became a guru on these matters. (I’m totally serious, an actual trial lawyer actually said that). Dr. DeMarte asked if that was a question.

We will now be going into the masturbation part of the program again, so I will give you all a moment to dig out your Pretoria puke buckets. Nurmi taks about the journals and used it as evidence that Stabby did not see Travis masturbating. (I feel dirty every single time I have to type that just so you all know). DeMarte said that Stabby not writing about it in her journal implies that the incident never happened. Alfred E. Pervert asked if it was subjective data that Travis knew what a 12 year old girls orgasm sounded like. (you know what, I’m just going to interject here for a minute. Now, I personally did not find out what a personal orgasm sounded like till I was waaaay older than 12, but a lot of people that I knew when I was younger did and they found it out with 12 and 13 year old boys, why in the name of god is this a thing? Why?) Anyway, DeMarte said that was not objective data. Nurmi finally shut the fuck up and sat back down in his chair to recline while Juan went back up.

Everyone looked a little concerned as the pitbull began his trademark pace. Foam dripped from his muzzle and his face was in a half snarl. Of course as soon as everyone had been herded into their places we had a sidebar and everybody had to leave the courtroom again.
And now the Judge called a recess. Nobody seems to know for how long. Probably long enough to find some stronger drugs for Juan.

After another sidebar, people in, people out, a very concerned looking defense team, the jury has been herded back in and Juan is back up. Juan wants to know about Dr. DeMartes ethical obligations. She replies that her ethical obligations are that the tests do not get replicated. What are your ethical obligations on psychological tests? She said that she had to maintain the test security.

Juan wants to know if mental illness is just a label to which the stunning Dr. DeMarte says yes. So, does Stabby know right from wrong? Yes she does. Nurmi is objecting like rocky road icecream has been discontinued but he is getting overruled at every single turn.

Once again it is brought up that DeMarte diagnosed Stabby with BPD and depression and adjustment disorder. Basically we are going over DeMartes entire Psychological report again and I’m sick of writing about it so blah blah blah psych stuff, blah blah blah Borderline personality disorder.

Juan wants to know how many times DeMarte used the term mental illness in her report. She thinks two or three times. And another sidebar. Seems like every other question is a sidebar. Juan asked if any prison inmate had trouble adjusting would that mean that they all suffer mental illness. DeMarte says yes and for the first time I disagree with Dr. DeMarte.

Juan asks if Stabby was described as being clingy and jealous and Dr. DeMarte said yes. Wasn’t Stabby found hiding under Travis’s Christmas tree? Yes.

Juan gets Dr. DeMarte to read an email that Stabby sent to Travis after he was already dead. Now another email after he was dead asking if he was going to deposit the check. Another email where she says she and Travis will see the sites in Oregon and she will be visiting him.

Nurmi objects hard to what is coming in next, the journal entries after Travis was killed but the judge was all Bye Felicia and let them in. Journal entry from July 9 2008, it talks about Ryan Burns. Jodi writes lies to herself in her journal She is afraid people will thing she killed Travis even though she totally didn’t and wasn’t even there and the ninjas did it. OMG the fucking bullshit in this journal. Please let it be lunchtime soon. YAY!! LUNCHTIME.

Back from lunch Juan had just a couple more questions regarding DV. DeMarte said in her opinion that Stabby is not a victim of domestic violence. She also said Stabby knew right from wrong and did not suffer from PTSD.

And finally the jury questions.
1. In your assessment was Stabby mentally ill before the murder. DeMarte said she doesn’t believe Stabby truly had BPD

2.What are the specifics about Geffners tests and errors? Dr.DeMarte any psychologist could pick up on his errors.

3. Juror wants to know about DeMarte’s experience treating domestic violence and sexual abuse. She refers back to her training.

4. Did DeMarte treat patients with or without supervision in 04? DeMarte says that she saw patients without someone in the room but met with supervisor weekly.

There were more but they were mostly along the same line which leads me to believe that the jury might be buying into this mentally ill shit but that’s me.

The some very weird things started happening in court. Sometimes Judge Stephens called all the lawyers to the bench. Then each juror was called privately into chambers. There will be no trial tomorrow. They are to return Wednesday at 9:30am.

that was just weird and nobody looks happy. Not the prosecution, not the Alexander family, not the defense, NOBODY.

So that is it for tonight. I’m tired and this is longer than it should have probably been.

RBMD peacing the fuck out.


And That’s When The Pitbull Slipped His Collar.

January 22, 2015

Guess we are all going to find out what happens when the goodboy treats run out – Arizona

Hai!! I am still sick, but I can’t not write anymore so here we go.

For everybody that is asking why affidavits are being allowed in place of actual people, the simple answer is it covers the NOT A JUDGES ASS.  The long answer is that hearsay, which is technically what this is, cannot be used in court except under certain circumstances.  Technically the ME’s reports are hearsay.  True story.  Most expert witnesses could be considered hearsay, hence the exception to the rule.  NOT A JUDGE has decided to allow the affidavits to help support the experts position.  It’s bullshit and an improper reading of the law as far as I am concerned.  However, Juan did not file any motions to disallow it, so he must not care.

Court continued today down the lets see if we can Kill Travis one more time trail and Marc McFuckstick’s  or as he is called in court “Witness 1’s” affidavit was used to allegedly confirm the pedophilia and that Travis had been abusive to Deanna Reid and Marc McFuckstick had witnessed it.

For the eleventy billionth time we got to go over the May emails.  I was shocked to learn that those have still not magically changed form. They are exactly the same.  Geffner says Stabby said in her journal that it was the pattern to get upset, make up and get upset again.  So…They argued and made up. Just like every other couple on the planet. She also tells Geffner that SHE recognized the cycle of abuse.   Jenny from the Cell Block brought up that in March of 07 Travis forcefully grabbed Stabby’s wrist and Stabbykins did not report this to the psychologist as abuse.  Aaaand we have a sidebar. Juan is up and he is not amused.  Annnnnd we’re back.  Looks like it was overruled since Geffner was allowed to continue that it would not be unusual for Stabby not to think of that as abusive.  In October of 07 Stabby alleged that Travis pushed her around.  Then in January of 2008 he allegedly asked her for $250 dollars, body slammed her, kicked her in the ribs and hurts her finger.  (oh for fucks sakes I remember why I was so damn mad yesterday now.) You know what.  Fuck this.  I’m not delivering a blow by blow of what that lying bitch said unless it is really important.  Lets just say that Geffner spent a long time corroborating her testimony using Marc McFucksticks affidavit.  He also said that she gets migraines from her issues, has a distrust of others and has depression.  He also pulled out the PTSD card again and said that he cannot rule out Bi polar disorder tests and his own observations point to it.  BARF!!

AND THAT IS WHEN THE PITBULL SLIPPED HIS COLLAR!!

  Juan asks Geffner if he remembers the affidavits and says yes. He is seething already and he has only spoken one sentence. Next he started talking about how Marc McFuckstick didn’t want to testify in court. He snarls out this is something you would consider as part of the puzzle. Geffner answers in the affirmative and trembles slightly. Detective Flores is in the background saying several prayers that somebody can find a case of goodboy treats or the vet with the tranquilizer darts. Neither seemed to be forthcoming however and Juan was quickly amping up to a full roar. He snarled out did you consider this when he said Travis admitted to the child porn? Next he asked if someone that worked for Geffner interviewed Marc McFuckstick? Geffner said yes. Juan who is now pacing like a lion in a very small cage roars at Geffner that there were three pages of notes from your associate and in them Fuckface McBullshit told a different story. And BAM!! Faster than anyone could have anticipated the pitbull had ripped apart lie 1. Not only did he rip it apart, turns out that Pigdog McVomit is actually the pedophile. I’ll be filing that away for after this is over. Anybody know what the pedophile laws are like in NZ? He did admit in an affidavit that he was the one looking at them. Just sayin’. Geffner was visibly shaken but he did admit that the notes were true and accurate.

Next the snapping and snarling pitbull asked Dr. Geffner (how is this man a Dr. of anything?) if he even interviewed Deanna Reid. Geffner shakily admitted that he had not. So, expect Deanna on the rebuttal train and I’m betting she is gonna be mad. Juan is pacing in ever shortening lines and his snarl is ever present. He yelled at Geffner to put the notes down while he is being questions. Juan was so mad he forgot himself and said Douchebag McDouchy’s name in court. And then he said crap. I almost fainted when Nurmi did not immediately whip out a motion form and have ChaCha rush it over to the court house. Don’t worry though, his record stands. He filed it right after court.

Apparently Douchbag McFuckstick is a little less than intelligent than Einstein because in his original statement, the dates he said he SAW Travis assault Deanna she was in Costa Rica. The DT caught it in time to get him to send an amendment and those dates didn’t work either. I peed a little as the pitbull very succinctly put the smack down on lie number 2.

Now we are talking about the day Stabby says she caught Travis with the childporn. Remember how she said it was photos of young boys in their underwear and when she came in he dropped them and they floated to her feet? Please remember that, it’s about to be important. Juan asked if a Female psychologist interviewed Stabby in 2010 and it made statements about the masturbation? Geffner affably said yes. Juan then snarled was that an accurate statement taken down by the psychologist? Geffner is thick enough that he didn’t sense the smackdown that was about to commence and he once again happily answered yes. Poor man. Juan roars Note from psychologist #1 Child porn pictures of little boys…she walked in on him viewing this on the INTERNET. Geffner was even nice enough o make an un-redacted not about it. “I thought he was looking at printed pictures?” The only answer Geffner had was those two statements contradict each other. And Stabby lie infinity plus 3 came tumbling down. And with that we saw Juan’s ears perked up as Detective Flores opened the box of good boy treats. The pitbull snapped one out of the air as he made his way back to the prosecution table with a very satisfied look on his face! And we are in recess until 9:15 tomorrow.

Everyone now please stand, face Arizona and clap for Juan Martinez.

See you tomorrow lovelies
RBMD peacing the fuck out!!


The Really Big Mean Dog School Of Law; Letting Your Jury Die Of Old Age

January 12, 2015

I hope sometimes Judge Stephens at least has their plots picked out. It seems like the least she could do – Arizona

Well her we are everyone, the 2nd to last class before exams. Letting your Jury Die of Old Age. YAY! Tonights class promises to be as exciting as it sounds. Before we get to class as usual, your Queen/law professor/dean of fuckery/economics professor/sarcasm expert has some house keeping matters that need to be attended to.

Christine Beswick sent us a note this morning and since I am not sure if you all saw it, here it is. You all are so deeply appreciated I wish I had words to say. Hours later, a whole night sleep even later, and I am still speechless at the response from yesterday. The words thank just seem so *small* in comparison to the feelings of gratitude I have for yall! You’ve left this writer speechless! My deepest gratitude to each of you, and especially to dear Kelly for co-ordinating the mission with her troops. Nothing but love for you Kelly! And you guys too! Honestly, it is people like all of you that make me choose writing/truth telling on a Sunday over couch time. Any day of the week! Much love to the RBMD family! Thank you thank you thank you!!! *kisses*

I am so proud of how quickly you all rallied around our friend Christine when she needed us. Of course she can hold her own, but with the threat of a deluge of the ten or so people plus all their alternate personalities I figured better safe than sorry. That and I think we can all agree that a good time was had by all. Well all people not named SW. I cannot abide bullies. Not now, not ever. Especially when said bully is going after any one of you. That I will not have.

Just Da Truth has been added to the blog roll. I have read a lot of his blog and it is good, so if you are looking for someone different to read, check out Just da Truth. It is a very good blog with a ton of info on Stabbykins.

Now on to todays class. I will provide a synopsis of todays court proceedings and get to the root of the class. Allowing your Jury to simply expire of old age and the ramifications thereof.

True to form, sometimes Judge Stephens started out the day with a sidebar because at this point we wouldn’t want our oldest juror to have a heart attack at a sudden change in the routine. Tweets will be brought to you by Jens Trial Diaries and will appear in quotes unless otherwise stated.

Detective Flores was called to the stand because of course we are still going with porngate. They don’t have anything else and we are trying to drag this out long enough to bump off a couple of the jurors so Flores takes his place on the stand. Jenny From the Cell Block is running this line of questioning and is asking Detective Flores about controlling the crime scene. “Jen is going over the electronic evidence on the scene…phones, laptops etc and the policy in handling them” Detective Flores while looking at Jenny like she had two or more heads said he was well aware of the procedures regarding the computers and he knew he was not supposed to turn it off or on. Since the screen on the laptop was dark he grabbed a pen and poked one of the keys bringing it out of sleep mode. This is NOT turning the computer off or on just for the tinfoil hat wearing bunch out there. He then reported the status of the computer to forensics all per SOP. So Jenny, the same one that asked Dr. DeMarte TWICE during the original trial why she hadn’t interviewed the very dead Travis now asked a completely gobsmacked Detective Flores if he thought it was okay to turn the computer on. The computer that was in sleep mode and was not turned on. That computer. She asked a bunch more crap about the computer that didn’t really matter much and then we got to some more important stuff. “Willmott asks if Flores stopped the defense from looking at evidence and Flores says no he didn’t interfere” Detective Flores then emphatically stated that he did not turn the computer on. He said that Juan was sitting in a corner taking notes and was on the phone. The judge then excused the jury so that Jenny could question Flores in an attempt to form some foundation.

OMG she asked Detective Flores if he recalled Juan making comments about looking for nude photo’s of Stabby Einstein. Ewwwwww. Someone pass the brain bleach and AS IF YOU SKANK HO BITCH. Jenny says that two other lawyers heard him say this??? What lawyers?? When?? Why is this a new thing?? Anyway Juan got a little hot pretty fucking fast at that statement and said to the judge if you are going to let this in lets talk about how the prosecutor said how horrific the crime scene was ( I still find it odd that he refers to himself in the third person) and what a liar multiple Stabby is with her plethora of lies about what happened. Sometimes Judge Stephens says it’s irrelevant. All of it. “Juan says at the time, the accusation of Travis looking at porn or the pedophilia accusation wasn’t even brought up yet.”

OMG I’m dyyyyying. The defense wants Juan to be removed as lead council so that he can be called as a witness. Now this is a maneuver I have seen in a trial or two and it never works and always pisses the judge and the prosecutor off. And it did. Alfred E. decided this was a perfect time for one of his patented fits (pitching a Nurmi- copyright pending) He is now begging for her to let them call Juan as a witness and demanding a mistrial. AGAIN. SOMEMORE. STILL.

There was a ten minute recess. Now, I have a source in Arizona who told me Friday that the transcripts would be released on Tuesday but asked me to keep it to myself so I did. During the recess I found out my source is still a great source because the transcripts are being released on Tuesday. We also found out there will be no ruling on the DP motion until either Flores or the computer tech are done their testimony, but we are not sure yet which one.

Flores is now back on the stand and is holding firm to his earlier testimony. “Willmott is saying this testimony was false and Juan objects for vouching and we have a sidebar”

Back from sidebar: Flores says defense expert testified also no porn on computer Jenny begins to giggle an evil little giggle for some unknown reason. “Willmott is saying a Mr. Brown found a porn video on the computer. F says he doesn’t know he hasn’t reviewed the whole report” and with that the seething pitbull is up.

Juan first tells the jury that the crime scene wasn’t pristine because Travis’ friends had been on scene before police arrived. Juan asked Flores that unless god comes down on the scene they are all contaminated correct? Detective Flores answered yes. “Juan asks if there was a different policy at the time of this crime on looking at computers on scene. Flores says Yes” “Juan is reading a policy from 09 and Nurmi wants to approach” Detective Flores provided the power source for the laptop and defense team plugged it in. The pitbull asked if one of Flores duties was defense babysitter to which he answered no.

Juan brought up Lonnie Dworkin and how he went and made images and copies himself. He said that in 2009 these mods would have been known to the defense computer expert. And Lunch is mercifully called #giftfrombabyjesus.

So, to reiterate. The defense was accusing Juan of looking for porn on TA and JA’s computer. He denied it vigorously as did Detective Flores. Sometimes Judge Stephens remembered she was indeed sometimes a judge and refused to allow the defense to bring in the accusation about the prosecutor looking for porn. In a report from Det. Brown it states there was no porn movie on this hard drive that belonged to Travis. Smith was talking about the registry only but he said it only had terms on it and no actual porn correct? Flores answered in the affirmative Then the mighty pitbull roared. There was NO child porn of any kind found on any hard drives belonging to Travis Alexander Correct. Flores answered with a resounding correct and the the Travis is a pedophile train barreled off the tracks and hit a building.

And just like that court was over for the day. Nobody knows why. A motion to preclude a witness for the state has been filed and my in house psychic says that witness they do not want anywhere near the stand is Dr. DeMarte. We will have transcripts 2morrow and court on Wednesday again and we still do not have a ruling on the DP thing, although I would say the lack of ruling and the fact that trial is sort of continuing answers that question.

Now, how does all this fit into letting your jury die of old age?  Well, we have now been in the retrial phase since October. It is January and we are going over the same stuff over and over again. I give this at least another month or so.  Our oldest juror could be dead by then.  Several more may be bored to death and then we won’t have enough jurors to get a verdict. That would mean a mistrial and good old not a judge would have to impose sentence.  Alfred E is a slick one.  In a slime highway kind of way.

Oh and tweet of the day goes to @Banyarola who said Do you guys realize we fought and won WW2 in less time then this trial has taken?

That is it for tonight my lovelies

RBMD peacing the fuck out.
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Just a Sunday Blog

December 14, 2014

Hai everybody, tis me, your law professor/dean of fuckery/queen of mean and hopefully if things pan out supreme ruler of the universe at some point LOL. It has been a very quiet day in RBMD land. Quiet but nice. I hung out with my dogs and I refrained from doing the housework that I so badly want to do because I am trying to follow the orders of my cardiologist as much as I can. I know I slip every now and then, but I really am trying. I find I spend a lot of time just staring at my Christmas tree, because it fills me full of peace and I have no idea why. I didn’t think I would recognize peace if it bit me right on the ass, but I do and I like it.

The dogs are all well. They have been having an earmite problem, and the vet will not prescribe without seeing them and of course that is not an option at the moment so I did a ton of research and found a product called otoguard. I didn’t need a prescription for it and after only two applications there is not an itchy ear in the whole dog family. I even treated the cat and taco because those little fuckers seem to like all animals. Mya the French Mastiff had them the worst and her relief is absolute. Poor baby. They have gone from red and inflamed and driving her mad itchy to completely fine with just two applications. The prescription stuff that I was going to get would have been 75$ per two dogs and the stuff I got that has the exact same stuff just slightly lower pyrethrine percentage was $20 with enough to treat all the dogs for a month. And yes I did do an ear scraping and check under my microscope to make sure it was mites before I applied it. I was once upon a time a science geek so I have my own little lab set up here.

I did go out and get some more diesel today for the oil tank. Thank you again to all of you who have donated. Even if I can only do it 40 litres at a time, it is keeping me from freezing to death, so thank you to everyone who has donated to our blog. It is our blog. I could not imagine it without all of you. The comments are as fun as the blog is any day. I love reading what you all have to say, and if I don’t get back at you right away it is because I am having one of my moments and I am simply to tired to type. I will always do my best to get back to you in a timely manner.

I wanted to thank my friend BlueWhiteRed for so selflessly picking up the slack for me on the days I have been to unwell to blog. They seem to be coming more often and I am going to be very happy to get his heart bullshit sorted. I also have a surprise. Because blogging everyday is time consuming and hard when you put the research into it, Paul Saunders better known as the 13th Juror has agreed to help Blue out so that nobody gets overwhelmed or bogged down. I know that you all love Blue’s series on LWOP but I know you will equally love Paul. It bears saying again as well that if any of you want to take a crack at a guest blog by all means. I’m specifically looking at you Mama, Renae and Deb. I know you would make excellent guest bloggers. I am not in any way suggesting that anyone else wouldn’t, I just know that a lot of you are shy. I hope you feel comfortable enough here that Blue is inundated with requests for a slot. Once I am off for my new parts, if you feel of a mind just let Blue know and they will take care of having it published.

The last order of business for this evening. I owe someone an apology and I pay what I owe. Joe Santos made a comment about me that upset me. I looked at the comment, not the reason that he made it. He made it in defense of his friend and no matter how you feel about that particular friend, it is what any good friend would have done. Yes the comment was in bad taste. So was what I did. So Joe, if you see this, I am sorry for the way that I acted. I didn’t think, I just reacted. I know that you all think I was justified in what I said and did, but I myself do not and it is me that has to be able to live with myself at the end of the day. On this one thing I feel that I was wrong.

That is it for tonight my lovelies. I am calling an early night because once again I am exhausted for no reason what so ever, but my body is telling me to try and rest and I am going to pay attention for once.

I hope that you all have a great night and we will see what tomorrow brings as far as the adventures of Stabbyland go.

RBMD peacing the fuck out.

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