In My Defence

I have never seen myself as better than the 17-year-olds. Quite the opposite. There are moments where I envy their naiveté. I started off life in the same idealistic fashion. At the age of 17 I lived in a world where justice was guaranteed to prevail. I’m not talking the legal kind. I mean the day-to-day, someone is an arsehole and karma kicks them in the arse kind. It’s instant and it’s glorious to watch. Except, at some point you begin to realise that, in the real world, karma is not instant. Even worse, there are aresholes who continue to prevail. The injustice can be heartbreaking. Nothing brings that home more than the subject of criminal law.

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