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Pleading Out: How Plea Bargaining Creates a Permanent Criminal Class
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“By now, we can see the plea bargain for what it is: a weapon to be used in the continuation of a class war that has raged for centuries, one that began out in the open but has moved to the dark corners of airtight conference rooms. The goal is now as it ever was: prevent the masses from meddling in the affairs of the state. The lower classes are to be kept uninvolved, uneducated, and out of the courthouse, unless they are in chains.”
― Pleading Out: How Plea Bargaining Creates a Permanent Criminal Class
― Pleading Out: How Plea Bargaining Creates a Permanent Criminal Class
“the American legal system was designed by people in power as a tool to keep them in power at whatever cost.”
― Pleading Out: How Plea Bargaining Creates a Permanent Criminal Class
― Pleading Out: How Plea Bargaining Creates a Permanent Criminal Class
“For many, they want absolute control of their fiefdom, so they work hard to politically intimidate their elected enemies, then do whatever they feel like. Where that is combined with seeking the maximum punishments is where one finds the worst prosecutors.”
― Pleading Out: How Plea Bargaining Creates a Permanent Criminal Class
― Pleading Out: How Plea Bargaining Creates a Permanent Criminal Class
“You look at me, you look at me closely, each time closer and then we play cyclops, we look at each other closer each time and our eyes grow, they grow closer, they overlap and the cyclops look at each other, breathing confusion, their mouths find each other and fight warmly, biting with their lips, resting their tongues lightly on their teeth, playing in their caverns where the heavy air comes and goes with the scent of an old perfume and silence. Then my hands want to hide in your hair, slowly stroke the depth of your hair while we kiss with mouths full of flowers or fish, of living movements, of dark fragrance. And if we bite each other, the pain is sweet, and if we drown in a short and terrible surge of breath, that instant death is beauty. And there is a single saliva and a single flavour of ripe fruit, and I can feel you shiver against me like a moon on the water.”
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