My wife got an automated speeding ticket for speeding in a school zone. It was in GA, and we live in FL. She was visiting a friend. The ticket is timestamped 3:01pm and she asked her friend, and was told that the school zone lights come on at 3:00pm. So we think the light was probably not even flashing when she drove by it; you'd think it would have a built in few minute grace period to account for this.
I think... based on the wording and the fact that the ticket is for me, and not my wife, that I can just mail in a sworn affidavit that I was not the driver at the time. But it's unclear to me if I would then have to show up to a court hearing or not. I think the answer is no, I would not. I have until 6/5 to postmark anything I mail in.
The wording on the ticket makes me think I would have to show up at court regardless of whether I mail in the affidavit. The website where I can view/pay the ticket says

You may submit a sworn and notarized affidavit to court stating that you were not the operator of the vehicle at the time of the alleged violation. This form must be signed, notarized and presented during the Court hearing OR mailed to Court. Click here to download the affidavit.

Alternatively, it sounds like if I just don't pay it, the worse that can happen is I can't register my car in GA if I ever move there in the future, which I don't plan on doing, and even then I think I just pay the fee. It doesn't seem like anything of real consequence would happen.
Thoughts?

Discovery from the State to the defense has been submitted.

We won’t be able to view the actual evidence online since much of it is CSAM, the stuff that is not CSAM is able to be viewed by appointment at Office of State Attorney

This is a list of what’s been provided by the prosecution - over 1K pages & lots of interesting warrants and tracking methods

This subreddit doesn’t allow images & you have to verify the Captcha on Osceola Court site to access, so I can’t link or share other than with text, but if you’d like to see the PDF version of this list on the court doc, use case number: 2024 CF 001293 (including the spaces)

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The Following Pages Have Been Sent Electronically on May 6, 2024:
PG.1 Signature Affidavit D/S Christopher Johnson #2910
PG.2 Sworn Statement A. Hardy ¹ ######
PG.3 Consent to Search A. Hardy ###### (Hickory Tree Rd.) ²
PG.4 Crime Scene Contamination Log
PGS.5-7 OSSO Incident Report 24I023174
PG.8 D/S Christopher Johnson Supplement #2910
PG.9 Donna Sita Supplement #2249
PG.10 Sgt. Sharice Swan Supplement
PG.11 Name Involvements
PGS.12-19 OSSO CAD
PG.20 OSSO Property Form - Tire Tread - Scene Photos
PG.21 OSSO Sgt. Sharice Swan Signature Affidavit
PG.22 OSSO Signature Affidavit Donna Sita
PGS.23-24 OSSO Property Forms - FARO ³ - Major Case Prints V
PGS.25-27 Affidavit for SW - 4012 Santa Maria Dr #107
PGS.28-36 Affidavit for SW - Discord _.maddie.
PGS.37-43 Affidavit for SW - Google - sustinet@gma#lcom
PGS.44-51 Affidavit for Sw - Lincoln
PGS.52-67 Affidavit for Pen Register - Instagram "little_fi####"
PGS.68-165 OCSO Reports:

1. Det. Maira Tagler #8601
   
2. Det. Julie Junco #6731
   
3. D/S Christopher Vazquez #10859
   
4. D/S Rene Davila #7453
   
5. Det. Robert Fischer #7706
   
6. Det. Jazmin Rembis-Licari #9408
   
7. D/S David Belardes #8068
   
8. D/S Charles Weaver #4792
   
9. D/S John Nguyen #9725
   
10. D/S Jessica Alicea #8144
    
11. D/S Leila Freeze #6804
    
12. D/S Leonard Jones #9030
    
13. D/S Matthew Chiang #10015
    
14. D/S Andrew Caliese #7774
    
15. Sgt. Brian Savelli #3175
    
16. D/S Kenneth Dale #7590
    
17. D/S Kyle Cole #8656
    
18. D/S Brittany Bradshaw #4870
    
19. D/S Jeffrey Payne #7576
    
20. D/S Luis Acosta #9910
    
21. Cpl. Evan Avila #8147
    

PGS.166-170 Application for Mobile Tracking Device - 2012 Honda Civic
PGS.171-175 Application for Mobile Tracking Device - 2010 Lincoln
PGS.176-180 Application for Mobile Tracking Device - 2022 Nissan
PGS.181-187 Affidavit for SW - 4012 Santa Maria Dr #107
PGS.188-190 Affidavit for SW - 4012 Santa Maria Dr #107
PGS.191-197 OSSO - Crime Scene Report - FT Soto #3184
PG.198 KIPD Electronic incident report transmittal form-T. Clark
PG.199 Reporting Officer Narrative- T. Clark
PG.200 Case Supplemental Report- J. Owens
PG.201 Firearms Trace Summary
PGS.202-213 Orange County Sheriff's Office Property Form
PGS.214-217 Orange County Sheriff's Office Evidence and Property Report
PGS.218-221 Orange County Sheriff's Office Property Form
PGS.222-224 Application for mobile tracking device authorization- Honda Civic
PGS.225-226 Order authorizing installation and use of a mobile tracking device- Honda Civic
PGS.227-228 Application for mobile tracking device authorization- Lincoln MKZ
PGS.229-230 Order authorizing installation and use of a mobile tracking device- Lincoln MKZ
PGS.231-233 Application for mobile tracking device authorization- Nissan
PGS.234-235 Order authorizing installation and use of a mobile tracking device- Nissan
PG.236 Affirmation of Warrant Exigency
PGS.237-239 Affidavit for Search Warrant- 4012 Santa Maria Drive # 107
PGS.240-241 Search Warrant- 4012 Santa Maria Drive # 107
PG.242 Search Warrant Inventory and Receipt
PGS.243-247 Affidavit for Search Warrant- Discord, Inc
PGS.248-250 Search Warrant- Discord, Inc
PG.251 Search Warrant Inventory and Receipt
PG.252 Firearms Trace Summary
PG.253 Non-Disclosure Order
PGS.254-261 Affidavit for Search Warrant- Google, LLC
PGS.262-265 Search Warrant- Google, LLC
PG.266 Non-Disclosure Order
PGS.267-271 Affidavit for Search Warrant- Lincoln MKZ
PGS.272-274 Search Warrant- Lincoln MKZ
PG.275 Search Warrant Inventory and Receipt
PGS.276-284 Application Requesting the installation and use of Pen registration and trap and trace device and the disclosure of stored electronic communications and transactional records
PGS.285-290 Order authorizing the installation and use of a Pen registration and trap and trace device and the disclosure of stored electronic communications and transactional records
PGS.291-299 Warrant- Target Device(s)/ Account(s)/ Telephone Number(s)
PGS.300-307 Application for Warrant- Target Device(s)/ Account(s)/ Telephone Number(s)
PGS.308-311 Application for Order (Warrant)- 718-###-1553
PGS.312-314 Order (Warrant)- 718-###-1553
PGS.315-318 Application for Order (Warrant)- 689-###-1067
PGS.319-321 Order (Warrant)- 689-###-1067 ⁴
PG.322 Non-Disclosure Order
PGS.323-324 Search Warrant- Charter Communications
PS.325-328 Application for Order (Warrant)-407-###-1832 ⁵
PGS.329-331 Order (Warrant)-407-###-1832
PG.332 KIPD Emergency Warrant Request Cover Sheet
PGS.333-335 Application and Affidavit for Search Warrant- Sterns
PGS.336-337 Search Warrant- Sterns
PGS.338-407 Madeline Soto: - Dr. Kumaraguru (Behavioral Health) - Dr. Kumaraguru (Orlando Psychiatric Associates Inc.)
PGS.408-450 ME Report
PG.451 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- M. Morris
PGS.452-456 Case Supplement.
PG.457 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- T. Clark
PG.458 Reporting Officer Narrative- T. Clark
PG.459 Case Supplemental Report- J. Ownes
PG.460 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- P. Woods
PGS.461 Case Supplemental Report- P. Woods
PGS.462 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- B. Moore
PGS.463 Case Supplemental Report- B. Moore
PG.464 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- J. Irizarry
PG.465 Case Supplemental Report- J. Irizarry
PG.466 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- J. Nieves
PG.467 Case Supplemental Report- J. Nieves
PG.468 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- C. Smallwood
PG.469 Case Supplemental Report- C. Smallwood
PG.470 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- A. Latchman
PG.471 Case Supplemental Report- A. Latchman
PG.472 KIPD Electronic Report Transmittal Form- A. Morales
PG.473 Case Supplemental Report- A. Morales
PG.474 Arrest Warrant
PGS.475-476 Affidavit for Arrest Warrant
PG.477 KIPD Emergency Report Warrant Request Cover sheet
PG.478 Arrest Warrant
PGS.479-480 Affidavit for Arrest Warrant
PG.481 KIPD Emergency Report Warrant Request Cover sheet
PGS.482-484 Application and Affidavit for Search Warrant
PGS.485-486 Search Warrant
PGS.487-488 VTM notification Card
PGS.490-491 Wanted person table
PGS.492-493 KIPD Incident/ Investigative Report
PG.494 KIPD Emergency Report Warrant Request Cover sheet
PGS.495-497 Application and Affidavit for Search Warrant
PGS.498-499 Search Warrant
PG.500 Firearms Trace Summary
PGS.501-512 Orange County Sheriff's Office Property Form
PGS.513-516 Orange County Sheriff's Office Evidence and Property Report
PGS.517-520 Orange County Sheriff's Office Property Form
PGS.521-523 OSSO Deputy Report for Incident 24I023174
PG.524 OSSO Deputy Supplemental Report- D/S C. Johnson
PG.525 KIPD Emergency Report Warrant Request Cover sheet
PGS.526-528 Application and Affidavit for Search Warrant
PGS.529-530 Search Warrant
PG.531 KIPD Emergency Report Warrant Request Cover sheet
PGS.532-533 Affidavit for Arrest Warrant
PG.534 Arrest Warrant
PGS.535-537 FDLE Case Tracking Form- Items 1-15
PGS.538-541 FDLE Lab Report- April 10, 2024
PGS.542-548 Log
PGS.549-556 Orange County Sheriff's Office Evidence and Property Report
PGS.557-974 Cellphone Mapping 407-###-1832 689-###-1067 718-###-1553
PGS.975-978 Building Log
PG.979 Declaration of Business Records- Captial One, N.A.
PGS.980-982 OCSO Incident Report
PGS.983-988 OCSO Incident Report- Supplement Report
PGS.989-990 OCSO Incident Report
PG.991 OCSO Incident Report- Supplement Report
PGS.992-993 OCSO Incident Report
PGS.994-995 OCSO Incident Report- Supplement Report
PGS.996-997 OCSO Incident Report
PG.998 OCSO Incident Report- Supplement Report
PGS.999-1000 OCSO Incident Report
PG.1001 OCSO Incident Report- Supplement Report
PGS.1002-1005 Affidavit for Search Warrant- Digital Device(s)
PGS.1006-1007 Search Warrant
PG.1008 Search Warrant Inventory and Receipt
The Following Media Has Been Sent by Mail on May 6, 2024: Digital Media # 2(DVD) - ME Photos Digital Media # 3 (DVD) - OrangeCountyForensicPhotos Digital Media # 4 (DVD) - OrangeCountyForensicPhotos
The Following Media is Available for Copy: Digital Media # 1 1 TB Hard drive
The Following Digital Media is Available to View by Appointment at SAO: - Defendant's Cellphone Download - Search Warrant Return of Defendant’s Google Account I CERTIFY that a copy hereof has been furnished to Alesha C. Smith, asmith@circuit9.org and Division301@Circuit9.org, 1 Courthouse Square, Suite 3200, Kissimmee, FL 34741 by e-mail on this 7th day of May, 2024. ANDREW ASHER BAIN, State Attorney By: Danielle Marie Pinnell Assistant State Attorney. Florida Bar # 88644. Division12-A@SAO9.

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Notez

Things with multiple ####’s were censored by me for reducing the likelihood of potential harassment to potentially non-criminal parties, but that info is on the actual docs …..so someone should look up who those other phones belong to lol (I will later if no one does :P)
¹ owner of property where her remains were discovered ² address of property where her remains were discovered ³ FARO ⁴ can’t find anything about the 1067 #, so I assume it’s Maddie’s ⁵ the 1832 # is what “Stephan provided his phone number to be” <- direct quote from PCA, but when I looked it up, it’s the contact number on some real estate listings

• 718 area code is NYC
• 689 is an ‘overlay code’ & serves the same area as 407: Orlando
  
• Stephen’s car is the Lincoln MKZ
  

^{The list items in bold are bc I found them particularly interesting; they’re not emphasized in the actual doc}

State Attorneys Office

415 N Orange Ave Orlando, FL 32801. 407-836-2400

Part 1:

A good example is the North Carolina case, Coca-Cola Bottling v. Durham Coca-Cola
141 N.C. Appl. 569 (N.C. Ct. App. 2000):
In situations in which two suits involving overlapping issues are pending in separate jurisdictions, priority should not necessarily be given to a declaratory suit simply because it was filed earlier. Rather, if the plaintiff in the declaratory suit was on notice at the time of filing that the defendant was planning to file suit, a court should look beyond the filing dates to determine whether the declaratory suit is merely a strategic maneuver to achieve a preferable forum.

The above is Jude Cooper saying that the ACC racing to the courthouse doesn't give the case priority over the Florida case, and cites a North Carolina precedent for why that is so.
Part 2:

On the other hand, the FSU Board appears the natural plaintiff, is located in Leon County, Florida, and absent a true showing of waiver of sovereign immunity for foreign venues, is susceptible to suit only in Leon County, Florida. In fact, there is a substantial risk that the terminus of the North Carolina proceedings -- even after potentially protracted litigation at great expense of both parties -- is reversal on appeal and dismissal for lack of subject matter jurisdiction in light of Edelman and Franchise Tax Board, and back to square one. Such risk is not presented by these proceedings in Florida, where the FSU Board has waived suit for contract claims like those made by the ACC and is susceptible to claims.

The above is Judge Cooper pointing out that the North Carolina case is at a "substantial risk" of being overturned on appeal for a lack of jurisdiction, while the Florida case has no risk of being overturned on for lack of jurisdiction; citing two cases as to why that is true.
Part 3:

On balance, none of the cases cited by the ACC as supporting the application of the principle of priority come anywhere close to the facts alleged here and the record, including the ACC's own sworn affidavit, showing a night-before filing, in express and sudden knowledge of an impending lawsuit (consequent to the other party's obligation to provide public notice), for only declaratory relief aimed at maintaining the "status quo," relying on a purported waiver of sovereign immunity of an admittedly sovereign entity in a way that would mean every ACC member has waived immunity for virtually any claim in North Carolina.

The above is Judge Cooper denying the ACC's motion to stay the case with a very emphatic "you're not just wrong, you're not even close to right." Pointing out, in the process, how absurd it would be that all ACC members waive sovereign immunity by default due to their agreement with the ACC.

So, I'm hoping to study in Spain in June and finally went to turn in all my paper work for the study Visa at the BLS office yesterday, but they wouldn't take my application.
The issue being in the Proof of Financial means section.
I'm going the parental support route, so I included everything required:

• a notarized affidavit of support
  
• notarized copy of my ID
  
• notarized copy of mom's ID
  
• notarized copy of birth certificate
  
• three latest bank statement (with sufficient funds)
  

I thought I was good to go but the lady said I also need proof of my mother employment (which wasn't written anywhere) I told her my mom is retired and she answered that I'd need a letter from the social security stating she'd be receiving a retirement salary. I could also get a notarized letter stating she's self employed ( since she also works ) .....
So. I'm so confused as what to do now, I found the social security letter but it's in English. She just mentioned needing the letter but I dont want any more surprises as my departure date is less than a month away now! Am I expected to get this letter "sworn" translated and Apostilled ?
If I go the notarized letter of self employment route for her I can write it in Spanish and avoid the need for translation, but what is the letter even supposed to say: " I (name ) am self employed." the end ?
I'm overwhelmed now I have the funds I proved I have the funds why are the adding this whole other thing, what do unemployed rich people do ?

Is there a difference between getting an affidavits notarized by a notary vs say going to a court registry and getting it sworn in? I was told to get my affidavits notarized before submitting to court registry but the court registry can swear and affirm the affidavit for me no?

“Accounting tells me you haven’t docketed any pro bono hours,” the Partner said. He was one of the law firm’s most senior lawyers, and he occupied a vast corner office down the hall from the shitty cubicle where I worked. The Partner only summoned me to his office when I’d done something wrong or pissed someone off. I spent a lot of time in the corner office, getting chewed out by the Partner.
“Do I get any credit for all the dockets that my boss deletes? Those have to count for something, at least.” My boss, a three-year associate, docketed more time than any other junior at the firm, and I docketed the least, mainly because my boss deleted my dockets, and re-entered the time as his own. I’d complained about this before, but no one cared. I was a nobody, but my boss wore bespoke suits from Surmesur and shoes from Leone. He golfed with the partners at a private club and ate with them in places too expensive for me to even order an appetizer. So far as the firm was concerned, my boss owned me and my dockets, and could dispose of either as he saw fit.
“Your sarcasm isn’t doing you any favors,” he said. For a moment I thought I’d pushed the Partner into one of his meltdowns, but he’d decided that I wasn’t worth yelling at. I wasn’t a keeper.
“Do you have any pro bono files for me?” I thought I might as well try; my boss wasn’t giving me any.
“Ask your boss. You only need to docket four hours. How hard can that be? You draft an agreement, or give an opinion. It’s not hard, Calledinthe90s.” I started to ask a question, but then the Partner’s phone rang. He waved a hand at me. “That’ll be from a new client we’ve onboarding. Talk to me later. Or better yet, don’t talk to me. Talk to your boss.” I slunk back to my desk and returned to the stack of work that always awaited me.
It didn’t help that I did more than my share of court appearances. I was doing three or four motions a week, spending a lot of time in court, and then working late at night to catch up. When I sat down at my desk, I saw there was a piece of paper on top of one of the stacks that hadn’t been there earlier that morning. I picked up the paper, and then my phone rang. It was the firm’s bookkeeper slash office manager.
“You haven’t docketed for any pro bono work,” she said.
“That’s true,” I said.
“I left a form on your desk. You can’t docket any pro bono work unless a partner signs off on the work you did. So do the work, fill out the form, get a Partner’s signature, and then hand it in.” She hung up before I could reply. The office manager didn’t like me very much; she blamed me for the fun people made of her after the office Christmas party. She’d been the butt of some jokes, jokes that I’d told.
I looked at the Pro Bono Work Assessment and Docketing Permission form with its various boxes and lines and questions and bullshit. I had nothing to put on that form. I’d asked my boss for some pro bono work, many times, but he had no pro bono work for me. The firm had a few charities run by this or that spouse of a partner, and the juniors competed to do whatever pro bono work was available. I didn’t even get a nibble. But I had to try.
“You gotta give me some pro bono files,” I said to my boss again a few minutes later, “I’m getting heat from the Partner.”
“Please fuck off,” my boss said. He didn’t use those exact words, of course. What he actually said was “yeah, ok, sure, I’ll find something.” But in downtown law firm speak, his words meant “please fuck off,” so I headed back to my desk, glad that for a change I had no court that day, so that I could catch up on stacks of files that grew like mushrooms on all the flat surfaces of the shitty little cubicle where I worked. I opened one at random, and started to work on a routine motion. I had been at it for less than ten minutes when I got interrupted.
“I forgot to mention that I need you to go to court for me,” my boss said, standing over me.
“For what?”
“Refusals motion. I just don’t have time today.” He tossed the motion record on my desk, and walked away. I grabbed the papers and my jacket and headed out almost at a run. I made it to court just in time to sign in.
The list wasn’t too bad that day, and I sat in the body of the court as the judge vetted the list. I listened as he granted or refused adjournments, tossed a motion for lack of jurisdiction, and another for citing the wrong rule. I was listening with half an ear, reading my boss’s motion record, trying to make sense of my boss’s shitty drafting, when I heard the voice of a young woman.
“I need an adjournment, Your Honour,” she said, “I need more time to find a lawyer.”
“It’s a simple debt collection case,” her opponent said, “and it’s already been adjourned twice.” I looked up. The lawyer I ignored, but the young woman was different. She was not someone that could be ignored. The only thing about her that was average, was her height. In a room full of dark suited lawyers, she stood out like a bright jewel.
“It’s hard to find a lawyer I can afford,” she said, “and the legal aid clinic downstairs won’t take it on.”
“The clinic can only give advice,” the judge said, “they can’t argue a case for you. If they won’t do it pro bono, you’ll have to argue it yourself.”
“How am I going to argue a case?” she said, “I don’t make enough to pay a lawyer, but I make too much for legal aid, and I can’t get someone to do it pro bono.”
I sensed an opportunity. “I’ll do it pro bono,” I said.
“Really?” said the young woman, and the judge, and opposing counsel all at the same time.
“Sure,” I said, “but I’ll need an adjournment, just a short adjournment. A week at most, just to read the file--”
“No adjournment,” said the judge, “but I’ll take you up on that pro bono offer.”
“But--”
“That was very generous of you to offer,” continued the judge as I started to sweat, “very generous indeed.” I sat there feeling like an idiot. I felt my face turning red, certain that I’d embarrassed myself, and I was sure that I would embarrass myself even more when I argued the case. It got even more embarrassing when the case my boss sent me on got adjourned, because my boss had forgotten to file his legal argument. I stepped outside, and gestured to the young woman to follow me.
“I saw your case isn’t going ahead,” the young woman said in the hallway, “and if you want to go, I won’t hold you to helping me out.”
“Too late,” I said, “now I gotta do it.” Judging from her expression, I sensed that this perhaps wasn’t quite the right thing to say to the woman that was to become the love of my life. This was more than thirty years ago, and I still say the wrong thing around her sometimes, or rather, a lot of times. I asked to see the paperwork for the court case she had that day.
“I’m getting sued on a credit card,” she said. I nodded.
“I’m being sued by a bank,” she added. I nodded again. I’d learned that at a glance. She was being sued by Evil Bank, a lender that was so subprime, that it was barely above payday loan level. They had a big book of business, and it was growing. They were the go to card for people with bad credit, so I had one of their cards, too. I heard their ads all the time on the radio. I hardly ever listen to the radio now, but back then, back in the 90s when everything was shit because we had no internet, we listened to the radio a lot. We watched a lot of shitty t.v., too. It sucked back in those days, before the internet.
“How do I say your name,” I said. Her name was on the papers before me, spelled out in black and white, but her first and last names had so many syllables that I didn’t even want to guess how to say it.
“Just call me Angela. That’s what everyone calls me.” Her English was perfect, a native speaker’s English, but the sounds came with the tint of her home country, a slight and beautiful lilt. I was attracted to her from the start, but it was her voice that I fell in love with. She continued to talk, just like clients always do, explaining all about her case, and I mm-hmm’ed and h-huh’ed and nodded, the polite part of my brain maintaining the pretense of a conversation, while my fledgling lawyer brain read the file.
“Are you even listening to me?” Angela said. “Yes,” I said.
“Then what did I tell you?” she said, wanting proof. You’d think she was the one doing me a favor, by letting me work for free. She was even worse than my firm. At least my firm paid me.
“You said that upon the bank's lending you money at a high interest rate, you defaulted when you failed to manage your money properly, and--”
“It’s not my fault a cheque bounced!”
“--and then the bank pursued legal action against you. You offered the arrears, but Evil Bank declined reinstatement and refused to engage in settlement negotiations. Instead, the bank unilaterally chose to increase the interest rate and imposed additional fees, charges, and expenses."
“Oh. I guess you were listening.” She sounded apologetic. But I hadn’t been listening to her words, only the sound of her voice, and what I told her was info that I’d easily gleaned from Evil Bank’s claim against her. “Can you negotiate a deal for me?” She spoke in a tone of entreaty, and looked up at me like she needed rescue.
“Just one sec,” I said, as I flipped through the affidavit from an Evil Bank employee. I stood up. “Gotta go to the library.”
“Should I wait here?”
“You can come along,” I said, and she did. I headed for the law library at my usual pace, striding along, the young woman’s shoes clack clacking behind me, but before long she said, “Can you slow down? I’m in heels.” I looked at her shoes, and saw the high heels, and realized that she wasn’t of average height, not without heels to help her.
“Sorry,” I said. I slowed down to what for me was a slow crawl, and eventually we reached the law library. I walked up to the librarian. “I’m in a rush,” I said, “where’s the Criminal Code?” The librarian pointed, and I took off. Angela tugged at my sleeve.
“Slow down” she said again, and I did, but by then we were in the stacks, and I reached out my hand for the bible, for the holiest of holy legal writ: Martin’s Annotated Canadian Criminal Code, a book I first read when I was fifteen years old. It had been a constant companion since then, but I never needed it for work, because our firm only did civil cases, not criminal. I gently pulled the book from the shelves, slowly and with reverence. I carried it with me to a table. “Have a seat,” I said, and Angela sat, while I opened Martin’s and started flipping the pages.
“Am I in trouble?” she said. “I thought I was only being sued. Could I go to jail?”
“What?”
She pointed at the book. “You’re reading a criminal law book,” she said. She spoke loudly, and heads turned. The librarian issued a low ‘sshhhhh’.
“I just needed to check something,” I said. It wasn’t the statute itself that I needed to read; I knew the Code inside out. But it was the annotations I had to double check, and as Angela sat there looking beautiful and a bit confused, my eyes scanned the book's annotations, each of them a tiny summary of a legal case, explaining how judges had interpreted the words of the Code.
“You don’t happen to have a calculator, do you?” I said. She looked at me like I was an idiot. Nowadays, everyone has a smartphone, and smartphones always have a calculator, but that was another thing that sucked back in the nineties, not always having a calculator on you when you needed one.
“S’ok,” I said. I pulled a pad and pen from my briefcase, and the Pro Bono Work Assessment and Docketing Permission fell out. I’d snatched it up with the court papers when I ran out of the office. I shoved it back into my briefcase, and then opened the motion record, and went again to the affidavit sworn by Evil Bank’s employee, setting out the interest rate they’d charged, and which they’d increased after default, and the fees they’d added and the expenses they claimed.
When I’d read the numbers the first time back in the courtroom, I’d given them a quick run through in my head, but I needed to double check. I wrote out some numbers on the pad.
“First you start looking in criminal books, and now you’re doing math. Are you like an actual lawyer? Is this going to help me?” It was something that my boss might say, but my boss didn’t look like Angela.
“We gotta get back to court,” I said, picking up my note and my briefcase and the bible, the holy of holy writs, Martin's Annotated Criminal Code.
“You’re walking too fast again,” Angela said as we headed back to the courtroom. I slowed, and explained to her why I’d been looking at the Criminal Code, and why I’d been doing math.
“No way,” she said.
“Yes way,” I said.
“No way,” she said again.
“Just watch.”
“You’re gonna embarrass me. I just know it. I come to court to throw myself on the judge’s mercy, to try to catch a break--”
“You can still try that,” I said. Angela’s looks could get her only so far, and I was starting to get pissed off. “You can try throwing yourself on the mercy of Evil Bank, too.”
“I already tried that,” she said, “but it didn’t work.”
“Then let me do my job.” We were outside the courtroom, and I looked through the small window. I saw a lawyer on her feet arguing a case, so we still had some time.
“Have you ever argued a case like this before?”
“Nope.”
“Well, at least it will be interesting to watch,” she said.
* * *
“I need an adjournment,” I said, not needing an adjournment, not wanting one. I was just baiting the hook. “I have an argument I want to make, something that I think is a good argument, but I just need a little time to--”
Opposing counsel was on his feet in an instant, but before he could open his mouth, the judge shut him down. “No adjournment,” the judge said, “I already ruled on that. This case is going ahead, no matter what.” The lawyer for Evil Bank, a junior lawyer like myself, smiled with satisfaction and sat down, and he smiled even more at the judge’s next words.
“Mr. Calledinthe90s, I have to tell you that I’ve read Evil Bank’s materials, and your client has filed nothing in reply. It’s good of you to take this case on at the last minute, but there’s not much you can do here, so if you have trump, you’d better lead it.” I got to my feet, and I led trump.
“Evil Bank is charging an illegal rate of interest,” I said, pulling Martin’s Annotated Criminal Code out of my briefcase. I pulled the book out slowly, and watched Evil Bank’s lawyer from the corner of my eye. He started at the book, taking in its title. He sensed trouble, and stood up.
“The defendant never raised an issue about the interest rate before now,” he said.
“I’ll hear it,” the judge said, “ex turpi causa and all that. Go on, counsel,” he said, motioning me to continue.
“The maximum interest on a loan is sixty percent,” I said, “and when the loan default, the interest popped. It jumped to four percent a month--.”
“That’s only forty-eight percent,” my opponent said.
“--and to that we add the fees and charges and expenses,” I said, setting them out for the judge, slowly so that he could write them down, and Evil Bank’s lawyer did the same. There was an extension fee and a default charge, and a charge for this and a fee for that, and it took a while before I finished. When I finished, Evil Bank’s lawyer stood.
“Counsel’s numbers don’t add up to more than sixty percent,” he said, “I added them up while he was talking, and they reach---”
“Fifty-nine point nine nine percent,” the judge said, “at least, that’s what I got.” Evil Bank’s lawyer’s head bobbed up and down gratefully. He looked at me angrily, annoyed at the bad scare I’d given him. “Sorry, counsel,” the judge said to me, “I know you did your best, and I wish I could help. I really do. The interest rate is horrible, rapacious really, but unfortunately it’s still legal.” He reached for a pen to write his decision on the back of the motion record, but I stopped him.
“There’s one more thing,” I said. The judge’s pen stopped moving, and opposing counsel looked up again. The fear was back in his face. “The interest rate is compounding,” I said.
“Compounding?” the judge said.
“Compounding,” I said, “as in Evil Bank is charging interest on overdue interest. It says so right in the contract. Each month it adds the overdue interest to the principle, and charges interest on the new balance.”
“But that hardly makes any difference,” said Evil Bank’s lawyer.
“It makes enough of a difference to put the rate over sixty percent,” I said, explaining that four percent a month compounded was not forty-eight percent per year, but instead, just a fraction more than that, which together with all the fees and charges and expenses and bullshit, was just enough to--
“I need an adjournment,” Evil Bank’s lawyer said, “I need to speak to the client, or the partner. I need to speak to someone about this. I need to speak to someone about the numbers, about the math, about how everything’s calculated.” The judge looked down at him from the bench, and grinned. “You can add, just like I can, and the interest rate is over sixty percent.”
“Only by a tiny fraction of a percent,” he said.
“It’s either over the legal limit, or it’s not,” I said.
“De minimis,” Evil Bank’s lawyer said, but it was a desperate argument, and I could see from the judge’s face that I didn’t need to respond.
The judge told us to sit down while he wrote his reasons, and we sat in the silence of an almost empty courtroom and listened to the judge’s pen as it scratched across the back of the motion record, which is where judges in those days wrote their decisions back in those days, in hand. He flipped over the page, and wrote some more, and then to the back of another page, and continued writing. He wrote, and wrote, and the longer he wrote, the worse Evil Bank’s lawyer looked. If the judge had been writing a decision in his favor, it would have taken him only a few strokes of the pen to write a decision granting judgment on a credit card debt. But a lengthy decision meant that bad tidings were coming Evil Bank’s way, and the lawyer looked like he was a prisoner awaiting execution, which the judge soon delivered, reading his decision out for us.
We listened as the judge talked about the contract, and set out my arguments, and quoted the Criminal Code, and mentioned the evils of usury, and the importance of protecting the public from rapacious, unsavory lenders.
“The debt is uncollectible,” he concluded, “not just the interest and fees and charges, but I have the discretion to disallow the principal as well, and I do disallow it. Ex turpi causa non oritur actio,” meaning that Evil Bank’s case was dishonorable, and that the court would not hear their complaint, due to the whole breaking the Criminal Code thing, committing a crime when they gave my client a credit card with illegal interest attached to it. The judge stood, and so did counsel.
“That was an excellent argument,” he said to me. He asked who my principal was. I gave him the partner’s name. “He’s lucky to have you,” he said, and then he exited the courtroom.
The clerk gave me a copy of the decision, and another to Evil Bank’s lawyer. His face was white and he looked crushed when he took the document into his hands. If the boss he reported to was anything like mine, he was in for a serious talking to. I pitied him, actually.
But me? I was heading back to the office with a big win, a win I could brag about. Sure, it was only a little credit card case, but to me, it felt like I’d hit a home run and scored a touchdown at the same time. I’d really stuck it to Evil Bank, plus I’d hit my pro bono quote as well. My boss would be pleased. The bookkeeper would be off my back. And the Partner would be impressed.
I stepped out of the courtroom with Angela, and we watched Evil Bank’s lawyer slink off into the sunset. She started to thank me, but my brain got in the way.
“My pro bono sheet!” I opened up my briefcase and pulled out the Pro Bono Work Assessment and Docketing Permission Form. It was creased and crumpled. I straightened it out.
“You were amazing,” Angela said. She was beautiful and grateful and impressed and happy, but my brain had temporarily become attached to another task.
“You gotta sign my pro bono sheet,” I said.
“What?”
“I need to get credit for this,” I said, “you gotta sign my sheet.” I passed her the crinkled paper, and a pen. I pointed to where she was to sign. She looked at me strangely, took the pen, and signed.
“Thanks,” she said. She turned, and started to walk away.
“But--”
She didn’t look grateful or impressed any more. She didn’t look happy either. Instead, she looked a bit disappointed. But she still looked beautiful, and I was beginning to realize that I’d said the wrong thing, or looked the wrong way or done something stupid.
“But,” I said.
She kept on walking. I walked after her, and caught up with her as she reached the elevator. She pushed the button, then turned, and said, “I signed your form.”
Then the doors opened and the elevator took her away.
* * *
I walked back to the office feeling down. It was the same thing that always seemed to happen whenever I got a good result. I always said or did something that ruined the win, that turned it into a loss, and I was feeling like the biggest loser on earth when I got back to the office. I’m pretty good with numbers, but women were another thing altogether.
I’d been wrong to mention the pro bono thing to Angela. Angela had wanted me to win the case not for me, but for her. It wasn’t just the result Angela cared about; it was my motive.
Angela had liked me, and I’d pissed her off. But at least I’d done well in court. I still had that. I’d done well; the judge had said so himself. My firm was lucky to have me, the judge said, the first words of praise I’d heard since the firm had hired me. The elevator opened to the office where I worked but before I could get to my desk I heard a door down the hall burst open.
“Calledinthe90s, get your ass in here,” the Partner cried from his corner office.
I’d heard him angry before, but he was at a whole new level of mad. I got my ass down to his office in a hurry.
“Just what the fucking fuck were you doing in court today?” he said. He was seated behind his enormous mahogany desk. I was facing him, standing, because he had not invited me to sit.
“I was doing a refusals motion for my boss,” I said.
“And anything else?” he said.
“A pro bono case, just a little pro bono case. I even have the Pro Bono Work Assessment and Docketing Permission Form.” I pulled the ragged paper from my briefcase. I started to hand it to him, and he snatched it from my hand. He read the form, with the names of the parties and the nature of the case and Angela’s signature at the bottom.
“Evil Bank,” he said, “just like the judge said.” He looked up at me, his face a mask of rage.
“The judge?”
“He called me to say what a great job you’d done, what a wonderful thing you did.” That sounded good, and I didn’t understand why the Partner was so angry.
“You idiot,” he shouted, “the firm spent months trying to land Evil Bank. We wined them and dined and schmoozed them. We golfed with them and got them hockey tickets. We bought them booze and laughed at their jokes, and we signed them today, at lunch, a couple of hours after you left my office.”
“But I didn’t know--”
“And what did you do? You fucked them. You fucked them, Calledinthe90s, that’s what you did.”
“It’s only one case,” I said, and then he really exploded.
“You destroyed their standard agreement,” he said, “a contract that hundreds of thousands of their customers have signed. This case is going to be reported. It will be in the DLRs. Do you have any idea what will happen, once the word gets out?” I was starting to get the idea, but I shook my head as if I didn’t understand.
“Everyone with an Evil Bank credit card is going to refuse to pay them back, if they have half a brain in their head. A superior court judge has ruled that their contract is unenforceable, and that their paper is worthless.” I opened my mouth to say something, but he ordered me out of his office.
That night when I got home, I opened my briefcase and called a phone number. Angela picked up.
“I need to give back your legal papers,” I said.
“You can keep them,” she said.
“They’re originals. You need the originals.”
“You can mail them to me. Maybe you can claim pro bono time for that, too.”
“I’m sorry about that,” I said. That's the thing about beautiful women; you do them a favor, and they still get pissed off, and then you have to apologize. Or maybe that’s just Angela. “Can I buy you dinner?” No harm in asking, I told myself.
There was a long pause, and for a change I had the sense to keep my mouth shut.
“It better be a nice place,” she said.
“It will, I promise,” I said. I was going to take her to the most expensive place I could find. I had an Evil Bank credit card, too, and I would not be paying the balance on that card. Evil Bank would be paying for the dinner, and that made me feel good.
“Ok,” she said, and when I heard her say that, I didn't care about my boss or the Partner or the firm that paid me badly while treating me like shit. Everything had turned out just fine in the end.

Hi all,
My wife (26/Ethiopian) and I (25/US citizen/Ethiopian)are currently in the US going through the immigration process. We recently got a request for additional evidence, we haven’t interviewed yet.
I am worried we don’t have enough evidence as most of relationship has been long distance (flying back and forth for 3+ years) until we got married in Ethiopia and she came here on a visitors visa after which we got married here and started the process.
Here is the evidence we have: - 3 years worth of pictures of us on trips, her visits here, and me in the 2 countries she attended college in - Dental insurance - Phone bill - Western union transactions of me sending her money - Credit card statements showing her as an authorized user - IDs with same address - Car insurance listing us as married - Marriage license/certificate - Photos of our families together -Hotel receipts/flight itineraries showing us flying together - Photos of small wedding at her family home in Ethiopia, we wore matching traditional clothing but didn’t have rings yet - Sworn affidavits from our parents & friends - joint tax return
I am worried about a couple of things: 1) I was in a lot debt and we weren’t doing well financially, so we decided to wait to buy rings which we did after our court wedding in the states. Only our more recent pictures shows us with our wedding bands. None of our other photos show us wearing rings. 2) Also due to the bad financial situation I was in, we decided to take a risk and not add her to my health insurance plan … thinking she’d get a job soon and it would cheaper if she got her own. (In retrospect , bad decision) 3) We don’t have a lease yet, we are living with my parents saving up 4) We didn’t bother opening a joint account since she didn’t have a job so we shared mine
Now I am very anxious that we might be denied and it’s killing me, not sure what else I can do at this point. Will a cover letter explaining things help ? Is the evidence we have good enough ?

Hi - Mom to a trans teen looking for help. I have the California court order approving the name, sex, and gender change for my daughter. I am submitting the forms to CA vital records (original court order, notarized sworn document, application, and affidavit and fees) but I think I should wait to request the certified copy of birth record?
I thought I could send it all in together but then I saw that the address is just for amendments and I realized that it might be best to wait. Does anyone know how long I should wait if so? (do I need to wait until I get confirmation?) Someone told me 30 days after sending but now I wonder if it's 30 days after confirmation of accepted amendment documents. I hear that things get rejected for the littlest things so I don't want to mess up. Any helpful advice or others experiences would be appreciated. TIA!

Hello everyone,
I have gotten into UofT MBA program.
I am planning to go through Non SDS route for the same. I am confused about the proof of funds.
Cost of Tuition -130K CAD Living Expenses - 45K CAD
Proof of Funds- Loan - 73000 CAD GIC - 20635 CAD Father’s notarised share certificates and Mutual Funds - 130000 CAD which will be sworn on an affidavit that it will used to fund my tuition and expenses. All of these shares are blue chip sticks and MF’s
Total Funds- 223635 CAD Total Expenses - 175000 CAD
Do you guys think this would be a sane way you go about it? We don’t have liquid assets as such which is a hiccup.

So my ex and I separated. She took the children. She moved to another city, on the promise it was temporary (for personal reasons). She has been there for 2 years and has no plans to move back closer as she had promised.
I get to visit the kids (4 and 6) 4 times a year, one week each visit. She has cancelled, without reason, 2 of the last 4. Well, she did have a reason. After the first one where she cancelled without reason, I filed for custody, and the second was retribution for filing in court.
The most recent one, we had an agreed spot for the exchange. She simply failed to show. And claimed after the fact, that the arrangement for "noon at the [named] park" was tentative, and no agreement was reached.
Her parents came to visit in 2019 on a 3 month visa. Because COVID, the rules changed, temporarily, and by the time it was all over, they just simply stayed. So they are currently overstayers.
I really really want to call Immigration and give them the names and locations of two overstayers. Also, because she "sponsored" them, if she gets convicted of criminal assistance of their immigration crimes (not very likely, but possible), she would be deported as well, as she kept residency only, not citizenship, because her home country doesn't allow dual citizenship.
If her parents get deported (100% chance, if caught), they could never visit again. The stand down period after a deportation is long enough and they are old enough that statistics say they won't be back.
[NOT USA]
I'm not looking for legal advice, just whether my preferred revenge is proportional, or over-the-top. Or, in sub terms: WIBTA?
[Edit]: additional background, as the comments are filling in missing pieces. The most recent visit missed was missed partly because I filed for full custody, to take the kids from her.
Why did I do that? Because she did it first (filing to grant me sole custody).
She sent a proposed care agreement with me as the primary caregiver. She justified her proposal as "this would reduce costs of court and end the matter".
She expected me to decline, and she would then use that to say "see, he doesn't want to care for the children. But I said yes. And I spent the months from her offer to the week before handover preparing, because it's not a small change.
Then, the day after I enrolled the children in school for the date after the handover, she sends an email that was essentially "lol; jk" and cancelled the agreement to reverse custody, which was agreed in emails, but not signed yet, as she kept delaying that formality.
And, since her "offer" was essentially in effect over the time of the scheduled visit, she cancelled the scheduled visit to punish me for accepting her bluffimatum.
Also, I am ready and willing to take full care of the children. That is my preference, and I am fully capable of doing it. I had them for 6 weeks before, when she got tired of them and wanted a break. She dropped them off at my door with no warning, then picked them up weeks later when she was ready again, "for a 2 day visit" which is when she moved away. I think the move was punishment for watching them for 6 weeks without complaint and no cries of "this is too hard, please save me".
I should have filed for custody then, but I didn't. That was my first mistake. Not being so direct at the early stages. She has only gotten worse at using the children as weapons since.
Hopefully that answers some of the "backstory" that others have been guessing at.
[second edit]:
The mom isn't living with them. She set up her parents at an address in a small town outside the city she is in about 2 hours away from her. The grandparents watch the kids.
And she lied in court about that arrangement, too.
Also, the kids hate living with the grandparents. They grew up in the Great Depression, and find fun to be an inappropriate indulgence. I think they are all 4 in a single bedroom, but I can't confirm, and the mother lies about the arrangements because if she told the truth, the police would take the kids out of the unsafe environment.
I found out the kids were living with grandparents because they literally told me all about it, crying and asking to live with me. Which is when I realized the ex was lying about the living arrangements, even in signed and sworn affidavits.

I know this has been asked probably every week since hb6667, and I do know how to use the search bar. I purchased a lower online on may 31 2023. It did not get delivered to my ffl till June 13. I did a transfer and got a receipt on June 6. What would be best for my situation? Showing e-mail receipt, and transfer receipt? Or a sworn affidavit?

Adjudication of Estate, Need Legal Advice
Good day! I just wanna ask if anybody has an experience regarding our situation. I have an uncle that died intestate, walang last will and testament, has no children, has a wife (na not sure if kasal). Now, me, and my family have lived in said house since the early 2000 since it is our family home. There was a verbal agreement before that I will inherit said property if I paid the property taxes since my tito is nasa US, I did pay it since 2014 with receipts under my name.
Now when my uncle died, his wife suddenly got into the picture about the property. We are all aware that she was not supposed to have part in this house and lot since my tito always did said that “if you want to coown this property then you should pay me” I even have affidavit and sworn statements from relatives and friends of my tito aaying such fact. But when he died his wife is making us pay for her “supposed half” at the time since we were still dealing with the burial and sadness, I just brushed it off but she became insistent that she is part owner of the property despite my uncle having annotated in the title that it was purchased non conjugal. For context the property was owned by my uncle’s cousin and they only processed the title in 2005 to be transferred to my uncle’s name.it was transferred like : ANDREW DELGADO BRENNAN, single, filipino citizen. With annotation of “ capital property of Andrew D. Brennan “.my uncle became a US Citizen in 1994, they were married in 1998 but it is not a good marriage. Hence my uncle didn’t include her name since this house is where my lola and lola, me, and our pther family lives as a family house. Now I did get a CENOMAR indicating that my uncle was never married and idk what to do next regarding the ownership. My uncle’s wife is saying that I should just include her name for an easier transfer using a sole adjudication or extra judicial settlement. Will that be possible and how much rights will she have? She is proposing for the title to be named like this : (her) MARIA ROWENA P. MARTINEZ-BRENNAN, widow, and (me) JONATHAN YVES DELGADO BRENNAN married to, (my wife) CYNTHIA ARCA BRENNAN.
What options do I have to inherit this property that is fully mine to begin with? I have all the original documents including the TCT and a handwritten agreement with my uncle regarding property taxes and that i will own it. Do I really have to share with his wife even tho my uncle was issued a cenomar
And if ever we need to process extra judicial, my uncle doesn’t have any childrens, all her siblings paseed but we cousins still living are around 10. The lawyer also suggested executing a deed of sale, acting like my uncle is still alive but I don’t think it’s legal, she said it’s the easiest way but now I am consulting you all on what legal papers should be drawn up regarding this matter.
For more info: my uncle died in the US, he is a US citizen hence his death and marriage was not reported in PSA, his wife is still filipino

Hi
Putting together my pack to send in the I-751.
Got two affidavits done from people we know, one of them was digitally notarized.
Does anyone know if USCIS accepts that?
Thanks in advance

Hi all,
My wife had her naturalization interview this past week, and the officer couldn’t make a decision because he said he needed more information. We provided all evidence request for the interview, joint bills, statements etc. he said we didn’t have anything from 2021, and he needed to see at least three years of utility bills or joint bills with my wife’s name on it. This is despite the fact that none of the documents on the USCIS website or what we received in the mail says we need three years’ worth. He didn’t care when we explained this to him.
We don’t have that. The bills were in my name when she moved to the US because 1) she didn’t have the required credit or banking details to put in her name 2) you can only put the utility accounts in one name. Our mortgage, insurance, and car with both our names was not enough evidence for some reason.
The officer told her to upload the proof and/or an affidavit into the portal on the same day and he would get to it and review the next day. We did, but he never reviewed it. So now we’re waiting for an RFE I guess.
My question is, what do we do if we don’t have those utility docs? How long will he delay this? I’m a war-time veteran so should I contact my congressman to get things moving again? We’re pretty upset bc she would’ve been sworn in that day probably if we had any other officer.

friend has type 1 diabetes and is staying with his biological father until he starts his job in about a week. Father is a military guy that is using the fact that he is staying at his house as leverage to control every aspect of his life, going as far as to make a schedule with hour time periods and constantly adding things to it to the point that it would not make sense for him to be able to do without losing multiple hours of sleep each night. the father also controls which type of insulin he uses as well as the method. the poor guy has to take it on the chin because he was recently homeless like i said, he has been job hopping and the father has been taking all of his money as payment for him staying there, but he recently found a job that, when we do that math, he will have enough to live on his own with a apartment and we are trying to make things work out. the father doesnt like him playing video games and for the few months that he has been there, one of the conditions is that he can't play video games. he made him sign this affidavit but i can't, for the life of me, figure out if this actually has any use within the court of law at all. it just seems like a scare tactic for me since, i dont think this is required for him to be kicked out of the house if my friend doesnt follow his instructions.
Affidavit of Non-Gaming
State of Texas, County of United States
_____________, being duly sworn, deposes and says:
I, _______________, residing at ____________, do solemnly affirm and declare
that I am fully aware of the legal consequences of making this affidavit and that I make it
of my own free will and accord.

1. I further affirm that I am not involved in any form of gaming activities, whether for

monetary gain or otherwise, within the jurisdiction of ___________, Texas, USA.

1. I affirm that I do not own, operate, or participate in any establishment or organization

that facilitates or promotes gaming activities as defined above.

1. I affirm that I have not knowingly and willingly engaged in any gaming activities

violating the laws and regulations governing such activities within the jurisdiction of
___________, Texas, USA.

1. I affirm that I understand the legal obligations and penalties associated with providing

false information in this affidavit and declare that all statements made herein are true
and correct to the best of my knowledge, belief, and understanding.
Signature: ___________________________
Date: ___________________________
Sworn to and subscribed before me this 19th day of April 2024.
Does this document have any legal consequence?
The father is now demanding documents like W2, tax return, bank statements, and a credit card report. Is this even legal? both of us are in our 20's

We cannot begin to have an honest discussion in Good Faith until we admit that the timing, frequency, and partisan nature of all of these cases are not a coincidence, and are a direct attempt at subverting a democratic process that involves Americans voting for their preferred candidate.
Judge Juan Merchan is a Biden donor who has admitted to preventing Trump from campaigning for 2024 - even preventing him from attending a Supreme Court hearing elsewhere. His daughter worked for the Biden/Harris campaign.
Michael Cohen's attorney sent a letter to Congress saying Cohen used his own funds and that Trump had nothing to do with it. Daniels is a prostitute who was arrested in 2018 for groping and sexual advances at a strip club in Ohio and already denied an affair with Trump in a sworn affidavit.
Merchan's gag orders clearly violate the 1st amendment, going as far as to prohibit criticizing his family members. If Biden had a similar gag order, would you call Republicans fascists for imposing this?
And lastly, we have the obvious elephant in the room, which is the selection of jurors. I was recently dismissed as a juror in the Karen Read case because in 2021 I clicked Like on a post of a police K9 dog recovering from a gunshot wound - she's alleged to have killed a police officer - I was surprised at how much homework they did on us, and in Trump's case, many jurors have been dismissed for partisan leanings. Most of these leanings, according to AP, are against Trump. No surprise, considering the location of the trial. But everyone has an opinion of Donald Trump at this point. He's the most popular man on the planet. I work with international clients from Argentina to Greece to Serbia and even they all have strong opinions. With the court itself evidently partial, be honest... Are Democrats even seeking a fair trial?
What's this really about?

Good day, this is to advise you that the plaintiff has filed an execution case against you for both civil and criminal violation under Article 315 & 318 Deceit, Small Claims Case. The plaintiff presented a major source of evidence that would be used as the main petition for the issuing of the Legal Notice. The filing date will be on April 15, 2024 at Regional Trial Court. Make yourself accessible for the court notices that will be delivered by your local barangay and court sheriff to your permanent address as well to your employer listed in the sworn statement affidavit. You can contact the Mediation Office for coordination at 0985-208-9236
Note: Kindly request for your Dismissal Order to be submitted to the Mediation Department office today. Otherwise, the MDO will sign the formal complaint and advise the plaintiff to proceed with the filing of the case against you. We are hoping that you treat this notice as important. Thank you.
Regards,
CIBI-Legal Staff
I am just checking if this legit?

I (25,F) am currently pregnant with my first child. We are in no contact with my boyfriend since knowing I was pregnant. To prepare myself for my upcoming baby, I searched if I would be qualified to get a solo parent ID since the expanded solo parent act added new provisions for solo parent who is a pregnant woman. I was thinking basin maka help if tagged as solo parent esp sa pamalit ug prenatal vitamins, check ups, and also for hospital bills puhon sa delivery. Requirements are medical record of pregnancy, barangay affidavit having no spouse and a sworn affidavit declaring that the solo parent is not cohabiting with a partner or co-parent.
So now, I went to PAO Butuan for a sworn affidavit for solo parent last week. I was dumbfounded with how the clerk/info desk officer responded to my inquiry.
:Ma'am paki sulat imong ngalan, ngalan sa bata, ug kanus a na tawo : Ma'am currently preggy pa raba ko ma'am, niduol ko kay as per nabasahan man gud nako ma'am pwede ko ma tawag as solo parent as per expanded solo parent welfare act.
She laughed at me.
:Ma'am di paman ka matawag na solo parent kay wa paman ka nanganak. Huna hunaa ragud ma'am, parent na diay ka na naa paman ang bata saimong tiyan? Ug muingun gani tag parent, nag atiman na na sa bata. Usa pa, di man sab ka kaingun na gibiyaan ka, di man ka ka gukod sa imong partner kay di man sab na siya sure ug saiya ba gyud na. Later naka mag apply ana ma'am.
Kahilakon ko nilakaw ug PAO. Wako kasabot if I was wrong sa akong intention maong ing ato iyang tubag or I was sensitive sa iyang way pagtubag.
I left the office wondering, when are we considered as parent jud diay? Any comment or insight about this encounter might be helpful for me para mu sink in ang iyang gi ingun.

Processed at the Denver Field Office. I don’t see too much information from this office so I figured I would contribute.
Did online application for citizenship after 3+ years of having married-based GC 1/27/2024. Received notice that they would be reusing my biometrics from 10/2022 when I did my I-751 on 1/27/2024.
Received notice of interview 2/26/2024. Attended interview 4/4/2024 and after 20 minutes, I was approved on the spot.
I was asked 1. What is the “rule of law”? I blanked on this even though I knew what it was so the agent moved on and came back to it. 2. Who wrote the Declaration of Independence? 3. Who is the current president? 4. Name two of the thirteen original colonies. 5. What is a freedom outlined in the first amendment? 6. What is a freedom reserved only for USC? 7. Can’t remember the last question, but I got it right. The agent then came back to the first one and had me explain the significance. I think I was just nervous!
Since I changed my middle name, I had to wait for an oath ceremony appointment. She gave me the option to forgo the name change and be sworn in same day, but said a name change would not take too much longer to process. I chose to still change my name. The agent hinted it could be in Colorado Springs instead of in Denver.
Received notice of appointment today 4/12/2024.
Ceremony is 5/9/2024 in Colorado Springs! Ask me anything! I’ve gone from visa overstay as a child to DACA to CPR to PR to now almost a citizen!