Random Musings

In the Gay Bashing trial of Kathryn Knott, after deliberating for a day, the jury returned no verdict but did ask for material to review.

Jurors asked to see a written copy of the charges Knott faces, all the videos that had been played during the trial and statements some witnesses gave to police detectives; they also wanted to see the victims, Andrew Haught's and Zachary Hesse’s statements, as well as the statements given by the three independent witnesses: two women who were waiting at a bus stop and saw part of the fight, and a man who lived in a third-floor apartment on Chancellor Street.

Deliberation began again this morning. I hope I’m sensing a book ready to be thrown at Knott.

In Hot Man News: Idris Elba returns to BBC America tonight with new episodes of Luther. You know I’ll be watching.

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In an act of desperation, Bill Cosby, accused of rape or inappropriate sexual conduct by fifty-seven women, has decided to countersue just seven of them, alleging they were out to defame his reputation and profit along the way.

Yeah, women cry rape to pad their bank accounts … seven of fifty-seven women.

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Earlier this week Donald [t]Rump faced a new rival for the top spot in the polls: Ted Cruz. [t]Rump instantly went on the attack, calling Cruz a maniac.

Pot.Kettle.STFU.

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In other GOP Maniac news, future failed GOP presidential candidate, and billionaire asshat, Carly Fiorina appeared in a new piece of campaign propaganda this week in which she … wait for it … it’s so crazy it makes [t]Rump seem like a sane choice … in which she interacts with dogs and makes idiotic jabs at President Obama, telling two of the puppies she’s cuddling with:

“You know, President Obama ate one of your cousins! Vote Republican.”

And then she puts a Milk-Bone dog biscuit in her mouth and chews on it, saying, “I used to eat Milk-Bones as a kid. I thought they were very good.”

Seriously. Then she tells the dogs they could serve as the other GOP  candidates in her debate prep.

Cra-zy.

P.S. How many bitches do you see in that photo?

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In Karma News … Martin Shkreli, that asshatted drug company entrepreneur, who jacked up the price of a life-saving pill from $13.50 to $750, then said he’d lower the price, then never did, was arrested on securities fraud related to another firm he founded.

Prosecutors charged him with illegally taking stock from Retrophin Inc., a biotechnology firm he started in 2011, and using it pay off debts from unrelated business dealings. He was later ousted from the company, where he’d been chief executive officer, and sued by its board.

Karma is such a bitch. I love her!

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Down there in Texas, Republican Agriculture Commissioner Sid Miller took his War On The War Against Christmas to a whole new low: on Facebook, he threatened violence against anyone who wishes him “Happy Holidays”:

“If one more person says Happy Holidays to me I just might slap them. Either tell me Merry Christmas or just don’t say anything.”

Not surprisingly, Miller is getting trolled heavily for his “Happy Holidays” post.

And if you’d like to join in, take a moment, if you Tweet, and head over to @MillerForTexas and wish him Happy Holidays.

I, myself, found him on Facebook and  said:

Happy Holidays Asshat! Better?

If you Facebook, say Hey to the wingnut HERE and HERE.

And Happy Holidays.

Well, this isn’t too much of a surprise, as the charges were kind of an overreach, but a judge in the Freddie Gray trial has declared a mistrial in the case of Baltimore Police Officer William Porter.

Jurors said they could not reach a verdict on any of the charges against Porter, which included involuntary manslaughter, second-degree assault, reckless endangerment and misconduct in office.

I can understand the no verdict in some of those charges, but reckless endangerment — he didn’t put a seat-belt on Gray in that police van — and misconduct — he ignored Gray’s calls to see a doctor — seemed like a sure bet.

Hopefully, a new trial will result.

The other five officers go to trial next month.

Lastly, my father loves eagles, and luckily lives very bear a spot where eagles gather to, well, fish. And so the other day he took these photos while out walking his dog.

Ain’t that a beautiful sight?