As many of you know, PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) has been changed to PTS. Perhaps this is an evolution of our consciousness.
However, I think it is necessary that we come to know what PTSD looks like, especially in our soldiers who have returned home.
Heart Of The City, by Mark Tatulli, talks and shows us what happens to people when they have been traumatized during war. I enjoyed this series of strips because it shows what criminal defense lawyers go through on a regular basis. We have perfectly sane and good clients who have returned home from trauma only to find it persisting. That is why I advocate neurofeedback-- because it helps to alleviate trauma in a matter that most can tolerate. It also increases joy and wonder in the world.
In any event, thank you to Mr. Tatulli for an enlightening journey into the world of PTS. Thank you, children, for helping us learn how to conquer PTS.
Below you will find excerpts of the March 25, 2015 Free Press article, Wrong Judgment Leads to Reversal on Death Penalty:
“Thirty one years ago, A.M. ‘Marty’ Stroud III was a prosecutor in Louisiana’s Caddo Parish. He was arrogant, narcissistic, judgmental, and full of himself.”
In 1984 he tried “a 65-year-old black man named Glenn Ford […] for murder. When the all-white jury sentenced Ford to death, Stroud and his team went out drinking celebrate. Meantime, Ford went to Louisiana’s notorious Angola prison.”
“Last year he was set free. The current district attorney asked a judge to vacate Fords’ conviction and sentence in the wake of evidence that he was, as he had steadfastly maintained for over 30 years, innocent of the robbery and murder.”
“And Stroud, now a 63-year-old attorney in private practice, also says this: ‘No one should be given the ability to impose a sentence of death in any criminal proceeding. We are simply incapable of devising a system that can fairly and impartially impose a sentence of death because we are all fallible human beings.”
Stroud describes the death penalty as, “an abomination, […] state-assisted revenge.”
I would also like to remind you fellow members of our Great State of Minnesota, we have no death penalty here. When I was Chief Public Defender of the Fifth Judicial District, I would talk to other Public Defenders, across this nation. Many discussed the heavy financial burden that death penalty cases place upon a Public Defender’s office, usually one half of all expenditures for all criminal defense. Thank God we do not waste money this way.
I will follow up with a link to the video interview of former prosecutor Marty Stroud, regarding this case.
Last summer I was asked to officiate at my honorary godson’s wedding. It was a joy performing the ceremony.
Today, about a week later, I put on the same suit, and a reach into my coat pocket only to retrieve the words that the young bride spoke to her husband to be. They spoke to me as a poem. My heart gradually unfolded, more and more as she said every word.
I share them now, because the world should know a declaration of love, such as these words convey.
This is one of the joys of being alive. Here are Kendra’s words:
I knew you were special from the first time we met. Your smile instantaneously knocked down all of my walls and as I got to know you and as we fell in love your loving, warm personality drew me in deeper and deeper. Each layer uncovered another even more beautiful layer until I realized that you are good to your very core. A man of convictions, passion, empathy, and generosity. A man who has made me feel so loved and cared for that I have shed all fears for the future because I have the strength in knowing you will be by my side, and no matter what happens we will be there for each other.
You inspire me to be a better person and encourage me to pursue my dreams. I know I can always count on you to cheer me on in my triumphs and cheer me up in my failures. I am lucky that I get to be the one who shares my life with you. I am lucky I found somebody who understands me the way you do. I love our life together and I am excited to see what the future holds for us.
As your wife, I promise to try to make you laugh every single day.
I vow to try to take your happiness into account equally to my own.
I vow to help you stop and smell the roses.
I vow to not take you for granted even when there are road bumps.
I vow to be your cheerleader and crying shoulder.
I vow to not hold grudges over the petty.
I vow to be a good mother to our future children.
I promise I will continue to nurture what we have together because it is beautiful. You are beautiful. I love you.
p.s. from Calvin: After Brandon got done with his words, which I don’t have, because he did not put them into my pocket after he completed them, I could only say, “wow!” There was nothing more that I could add. When you silence a lawyer, a miracle has truly occurred.