The Downfall Of Justice

Since I have previously posted more ramblings than renderings or rants, I thought I'd give you something else besides the pursuit of accessories to ponder over. Remember the sitcom "Night Court" with Harry Anderson residing as the goofy but loveable judge? There was also the tough cookie, Roz, the sexy Markie Post as attorney along with big Bull the baliff. If anyone dare to get out-of-line, all they had to do was motion to Bull and he would simply stand behind the offender. His size and expression alone was enough to stop any wise-acker from continuing - uh...until he opened his mouth. After that, all bets were off as they'd quickly see what a big owf he was.

What prompted me to remember this tantillating bit of 80's sitcom glory? This morning while dressing for work, I had the TV set on Channel 5 as I love Leland Statom's weather forecast the best. This morning one of the "on-the-scene" reporters was hanging out at Metro's Night Court to witness the LAST arrest processed. Apparently, someone somewhere has pulled the plug on the ever popular news segment. Going forward, we will no longer be allowed to view the rich, famous and otherwise, being processed through night court on the morning news.

I protest loudly! How can they deprive us of this basic right to know all the dirt on people? After all, some famous faces have graced the halls of night justice and some even more than once. On any given weekend during the off season you have been able to see any member of the Titans Football team. Around time for the CMA's you will see some of your favorite crooners, such as Wynonna Judd, Mindy McCready, Tracy Lawrence and Charlene Carter. Not even the chrisitans are exempt....hello Michael English. Being a godly witness can be difficult after all. During concert season you can see Kid Rock.

But you know, I wonder about these folks. They have enough money to call a driver to take them anywhere they want or better yet, just stay home and get hooted. If you KNOW you're going to be out drinking, why not call a driver - you know they have one available. If the Titans could put as much gusto into their boozing, partying and wife beating, we might garner another shot at the Super Bowl. Please gentleman, focus a little more on Jeff and a little less on Jack....that would be Daniels. Pretty girl Mindy....she loves him...yes she does....he beats the crap out of her but she loves him AND those prescription pain killers she needs to stay with him. And I can not spin this without mentioning everyone's favorite fun boy, Bob Ritchie - aka Kid Rock. Somehow you get the idea he's having more fun going through night court than the rest. Laughing and joking to the camera....forever the rebel.....somehow you laugh too....after all.....he's.....well KID.

It's not just about the famous faces we all love to get the dirt on - and don't EVEN deny you don't.....but the perps that get picked up for some horrible crime you've heard about for weeks straight. Somehow it helps seeing them and knowing they are finally behind bars. Face it, we're a voyeuristic nation and we like it that way. WHO had the idea of Night Court coverage anyway? Obviously there was a demand. Right?

So....I guess we're left with our police scanners to keep abreast of the latest to succumb to the halls of Metro justice. I wonder if dispatch would consider a web cam?