Shackling the Law

Teen girl in cuffs


I’ve said it before, but for potential newcomers, I’ll say it again: You don’t have to read this blog very long to know that I hate shackles. I hate shackles on adults, but I particularly hate shackles on minors. It’s safe to say that I believe in treating human beings like human beings.

There are some who disagree.

Apparently, at least one judge Fresno County Juvenile Court is one of those who disagrees.  [Read more...]


Step Away From the Wrong: Fight Over Everything!

Fight Everything!


A court reporter asked me today, “Why do you have to fight over everything, Mr. Horowitz?”

I didn’t answer her. She picked up her computer, and walked away.  [Read more...]


Shackling Children Nothing New for Americans

Child in Handcuffs


This will be a very short post. (I think. It depends on how mad I get while writing it.) For those who hate even short amounts of reading, just scroll until you see the pretty picture.

You wouldn’t have to read this blog very long to know how I feel about shackles on children. It’s inhumane. It’s un-human. It’s sick.

I simply cannot imagine what kind of disgustingly horribly poor excuse for a human being would want to put shackles on a child, especially when leading them under armed guard from a confinement area (e.g., what we sometimes benignly refer to as “juvenile hall,” where children are held in custody) into an already locked down courtroom from which no one — not even ordinary attorneys — can escape without the special assistance of a court officer, as is the case in Fresno and some other counties where I practice law.1

That includes — perhaps above anyone else — you, judge, when you don’t question this on your own. Or when you reverse what the California Supreme Court has said by allowing the shackles until someone like me successfully challenges it. It’s supposed to be the other way around, you sick fuck. If law enforcement wants to bring a child to court in shackles, let them petition for that. Let them demonstrate just how ill they are by making them ask for permission to shackle a child.

And they will ask.

It may be — should be — hard to believe, but there are people who will fight tooth-and-nail to keep children in full shackles: feet and wrists chained to their waists.

At least if we make them ask for permission to put a child in shackles, as the California Supreme Court states the procedure should be, then we highlight the evil.

The sickness that infects judges, law enforcement, and the attorneys who are complicit in the act of shackling children because “it takes too much time to fight it,” though, is actually nothing new. From a story over at Indian Country Today Media Network:

For such small objects, the child’s handcuffs are surprisingly heavy when cradled in the palms of one’s hand. Although now rusted from years of disuse, they still convey the horror of their brutal purpose, which was to restrain Native children who were being brought to boarding schools. “I felt the weight of their metal on my heart,” said Jessica Lackey of the Cherokee tribe as she described holding the handcuffs for the first time.

Shackles for Children

Actual shackles used by the U.S. government on Native American children to drag them away from their families and send them to boarding schools where their heritage was stripped from them.

Unfortunately, it requires a heart — and the recognition that children are not just human, but are the most fragile of humans — to feel the weight of this horror. This is something sadly lacking in our justice system, but particularly in our juvenile “justice” system.

It takes a special kind of evil to want to shackle a child.

But don’t worry, all you “law and order” types — we’ve got plenty of it in our juvenile courts.


Endnotes:
  1. “Ordinary” attorneys are criminal defense attorneys who do not work for the government. “Ordinary” attorneys are virtually never treated as “court officers.” Public Defenders and certain “conflict counsel” — although not “private” attorneys, even if they handle conflict cases — are sometimes considered court officers and are provided with the same privileges — as they should be — that prosecutors are allowed to have; public defenders, those conflict attorneys who are not private attorneys, and prosecutors are all provided with keys they can use to “escape” from juvenile courtrooms. “Ordinary” attorneys, juveniles, and their families, are not. []

The Marker

Child in Handcuffs


If you’ve read this blog for awhile, you know I don’t usually write about my own cases. This is particularly true when the case involves a juvenile. I take it on faith that the reasons probably don’t need to be stated.

Sometimes, though, something happens, and I realize that I have to tell the story.

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The Judicial Reality Show

Jailed baby


A friend — a civil law attorney — contacted me the other day to tell me that she was referring someone over. A more-than-worthy cause, if it checked out, she said. If and when she reads this post, I suspect she’s not going to like it (which is why I’m not going to identify her, or provide any identifying information on the case), but I hope she will not dislike it.

I don’t know what the world of civil law is like: so far, I practice only criminal defense. I have resisted repeated encouragement — you could even class some of the encouragement as entreaties – to give in and practice some form of civil law, because I think if you want to be expert at something, you have to focus on doing that thing. Thus, I have been fairly fanatical about the defense of adults and juveniles accused of having committed crimes. I read enough civil law to ensure that I’m not missing something which would make me a better criminal defense lawyer, but I have no wish to practice it.1

What I do know is that the world of criminal defense does not — neither in my own experience nor in stories I hear from other criminal defense lawyers — function as my friend believes it does.

The world of criminal law has much to do with criminals — both those enrobed and those accused — and not so much to do with law.

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Endnotes:
  1. Maybe this will change one day. It’s becoming harder and harder to make a living in this economy based on doing only criminal defense. Potential clients have less money and, unlike the world of civil law, they have the option of going with a public defender. []

The Choices We Make

Child in Cuffs


Again I’m here thinking, “Man, you really have to do more blogging.” But I’m not going to apologize: the reason this time is that I’ve been busily developing a different writing project. It’s something I’ve been thinking about doing for about a year now.  There’s even been a little putting the pencil to the paper, as I have worked on the plan.  Lately, I’ve been thinking it’s time to put fingers to the keyboard and get it done.

I haven’t wanted to say much about it for a variety of reasons, but I have decided to say something today for two reasons. One is that I hope stating publicly what I’ve been up to will shame me into keeping on with the project when I’m flagging. I’ll tell myself, “Dude,” — being a product of my times, I’m prone to calling myself “Dude” whenever I have a heart-to-heart with myself — “you really have to do this. Too many people know you’re supposedly working on it, so you have to finish it now.”

The other reason is related to why I’m working on the project: I don’t think we think enough, or do enough, about a serious problem impacting an increasingly larger segment of our youth. At least, that’s how it looks from where I sit.

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Disposition


Yesterday  morning I had a juvenile hearing.  We call it a “Disposition.”  The term shares a relationship, via Latin, with “dispose,” as in “dispose of.”

It is nevertheless appropriate, given what usually happens.  [Read more...]


Rant: There Are Days


There are days when I feel like tossing in the towel.  The system we’ve built — the one I work in, the one we’ve arbitrarily decided to call the “justice” system — is so utterly destructive of our society that it almost feels criminal to do anything at all that allows it to continue to exist.  It does not feel fixable.  It feels very much like the only real option is to either move on in the realization that I will never recover from law school, that the money spent on that “education” is gone, and there is nothing I can do about it.

Will it matter when I’m gone that I fought a case to a pointless and unfair conviction?  I don’t know.

Certainly, I’m not the only attorney out there doing what I do.  At least, I don’t think I am.  But sometimes I wonder.

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Don’t Try This At Home


When I was a kid, we had a lot more freedom.  Our nation had this little document — a document which was primarily responsible for the fact that we became a great nation — called the Constitution of the United States.  In it were encoded and enshrined the guiding principles of our nation.

As kids, we used our freedom to explore, to poke and prod, to dissect.  As we got a little bit older — but we were still kids — we used our freedom to make out, some going so far as to make love and even to (after a fashion) make war.  We sometimes got into fights with other kids.  We sometimes — either deliberately or accidentally — blew things up.  I remember I once accidentally set fire to a battleship by firing missiles shooting matches at it.

Apparently model glue and plastic are quite flammable.

I managed to get the fire out before it spread.  But I could not get the lump that had been the battleship to come unstuck from the floor — it melded with the linoleum — and I could not hide the smell.

Boy, did I get a whipping!

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I’m In A Funk


I’ve been in a kind of funk the last couple of days.

Nothing serious.  I don’t have to be imprisoned (at least not for the funk).  But the same cannot be said for some of my clients when their own mental machinery is out of whack.

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