There is a lot that went on this past weekend.
On Sunday the Herald and David Ovalle had a great article on
the way things used to be.
Ed O’Donnell Sr as the prosecutor. Mike Von Zamft as the defense attorney. The roaring seventies when the courthouse thumped to a disco beat, Gerstein was the prosecutor not the building, an evil serial killer named Robert Carr was on the loose, and Edna Buchanan of the Herald was writing all about it.
Those were amazing times. You new lawyers should ask some of the older lawyers what it was like. Miami was a much smaller, much more southern city. Anita Bryant was on the loose campaigning against Gay Rights, “English Only” was a hotly debated topic, and our courthouse was a small place indeed. There were certain Judges like Ed Cowart who had the shoulders of giants, upon which we now stand.
And Herald reporter David Ovalle again with this story
about Miami-Dade Sgt. Raymond Richard Lumarque who sits in a security cell at TGK accused of armed sexual battery against his ex-wife.
Then the Broward blog reports that attorney Steven Finta, previously in these pages for toting a gun into the Broward Courthouse because he had a client that was threatening him, was arrested again, this time for punching a deponent in the snoot during the depo. There is something to be said for doing something the rest of us only dream of.
It’s a long hot summer. Not quite the Bronx is Burning summer of 77, but the summer of 07 sure has had its surprises. Maybe the Bronx isn’t burning but that courthouse north of the border sure is smoldering.
See you in court.