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ooooh, that's good.GUARDIAN said:
GUARDIAN said:
Are we talking like commit a real crime or a violate the code of professional ethics?
If we're talking full on break the law, like steal something or hurt someone, then no way.
If we're talking ethics violations, then that is where things get fuzzy.
I would not flat out lie to a judge.
I would not explicitly tell my client to lie under oath.
That stuff is easy.
But a lot of ethics stuff is kind of in the grey area. Especially if you are a criminal defense attorney.
You have to be a zealous advocate but you have to play by the rules.
It can be hard to balance the two.
I'm still working out where I draw the line.
Stuff like this hasn't come up in any of my cases, so I've been lucky.
But I guess this is my approach.
I put a lot into my clients and I try and get to know them and let them know that I give a fuck. I want them to trust me and I want a mutual respect.
With that kind of relationship, you can be honest.
If you're uncomfortable with something you say you are and explain why. Then you work with your client to reach a similar result without utilizing questionable means.
It might not always work, but it is worth it to try.
I'm not just protecting myself, I'm protecting my client.
Things have a way of coming back and biting you in the ass.
I'd rather be creative and come up with a legal and ethical solution to a problem.
Lawyers don’t necessarily lie, they just make a one sided argument. There is a big difference there.
Did I answer the question or did I go off on a professional responsibility tangent?
nefertiti said:
There has only been one time in my life where I have felt completely and utterly powerless, no matter how much mental will and determination I tried to muster up, I could not make this situation better or tolerable or unfrightening.
It was about 4-5 years ago, it was the last time I did mushrooms.. hah..
it was a baaaaad fucking trip, like seriously baaad.
a whole bunch of us where out by the river maybe 20 or so, 8 of us on mushrooms the rest drinking having a good time at the fire, I dropped like 3 grams in my buddies car, and it hit me almost instantly..
It started off fucked up and it was just a tilta whirl of fuck me the entire time.
At first I thought there was blood dripping from my nose, and like the water ripples when a pebble drops into a calm pond, I could feel the ground rippling when the blood that was dripping from my nose hit the ground. though there was actually no blood, I kept putting my hand under my nose not feeling anything, but the sensation wouldn't go away.. so I tried to take my mind off it.
I looked over a fence out into the field of grass and trees and all every blade of crazy turned into some kind of crazy fucked up like green razorblade of death and destruction, was kind of fucked up.
Then I started getting really cold, and it was barely chilly outside, so I went and sat in the back of my buddies caddie where the rest of my trip continued. a bunch of people in there chilling and listening to music, I don't remember everything, but no matter what I could not get warm, I kept feeling sub freezing, I was bundled up and the heat was on pretty good in there due to my bitching.
Then I remember feeling the poison coarse through my veins up and down my legs, feeling it traveling back and forth in my body, was fucked up and I was not feeling good and starting to freak out a bit. Then I looked at natalie who was in the drivers seat at this point, and she was trying to be all helpful at first like you're gonna be ok, everything is fine whatever.
BUT!!! half her face looked like a cat and the otherhalf of her face looked like playing cards from the ace to the jack, eeerrieeeeeee. I was freaking out a bit more at this point, the poison coarsing feeling stronger and stronger, and almost getting colder and colder. then she was all like maybe you need to go the hospital and get your stomache pumped and shit.. and I was like hoooo fuck no she did not just say that..
evil fucking cat lady with cards melted into her face did not just tell me I might need to go to the hospital, this sent my head for a real whirl.
I eventually hung on and it wore off hours later, was one of the worst feelings/experiences that I've ever gone through, I have not and will not touch mushrooms ever again since that nasty ass fucking trip.
This is the only time I can really think of where I've felt completely powerless, in almost every other situation I've felt like I've had some power in causing the outcome or ability to change alter it in my favour.
I'll take another big ol truth eh.
