A Question of My Judgment

It appears some are impressed with Jackie Aldridge’s ability to obtain a judgment. Anyone can lie to a court and obtain one. Big deal! You think I would take on the largest, richest cartel and be vulnerable to the tail wagging the dog. The naivety of people amazes me. These bankers steal hundreds of homes from your neighborhoods every month with the blessings of the courts and the rest of government and I’m supposed to lay myself bare like carrion to be fed upon. No wonder some of you are so lame; you’d bring a knife to a gun fight. There can be hundreds more of these futile judgments. Ask her how much joy she got from this a year from now or two or five. Everybody call me crook or con-man and send your hired gun, agent, James Keller to prove it. If you don’t, where will be your tea-leaf reading, crystalball-quawking, zodiacal future enchanted idealism. Oh wise prophets, ministers of the obvious, sages of the tyrant, where will you hide your brown nose when truth has dislodged your bully? I did not arrive here today because I feared or relied upon the judgments of others; I tested my knowledge. Own it by experience and with courage challenge those who blabber without knowledge.