Chapter 345, Alternate
Judging by Christian's unsparing 'pitch' of Joseph Jr., he was eager to get Joseph Jr. as an intern.
Brooklyn questioned Joseph Kennedy Jr., and he behaved with great restraint, not interrupting or answering on behalf of Joseph Jr.
This just shows that he is serious about this matter. He really wanted Joseph Jr. to join the intern, and for that, he didn't want to make a bad impression on Brooklyn.
At this point, the alarm in Brooklyn's mind was completely lifted. He nodded, put away the form Christian handed over, and held out his hand.
"I hope you can perform as well as you said in the next time."
"You won't be disappointed." Joseph Kennedy Jr. said seriously, looking very well-behaved.
"Looking forward to your performance." Seeing off Christian and Joseph Kennedy Jr., Brooklyn receives a call from Frank in the afternoon.
It's still the signature hearty laugh.
"Haha! Brooklyn, I heard that the Kennedy housekeeper went to visit you? ā
"Hmm." Brooklyn hunched his neck, his phone between his shoulders, and his hands slicing meat. After a second or two of silence, Frank laughed
"Joseph Kennedy Jr. was an addict, you know?" Brooklyn gathered the slices of meat together and put them in a basin
"Really? I really don't know. Frank laughed. Brooklyn put down the knife, washed his hands, sat down on the couch, and said with his phone in hand
"Maybe you should give Kennedy III a message. Getting a D product is not a good sign. ā
"yes." Frank agreed, agreeing
"But it doesn't have anything to do with us, does it?"
"They're under the Boston Police Department, not us."
"Even if he is brought to court one day, it will be a judge in Massachusetts, and it has nothing to do with us in New York." Brooklyn nodded
"Yes, it's none of our business."
"Haha! Next time I'm coming to NYPD, I can try my cherished cigars. Frank laughed and changed the subject.
It was enough to get Brooklyn's promise.
"Okay." Brooklyn agreed. At this stage, New York has just experienced a turmoil of power tilting, everyone is digesting the 'results', and no one wants to take the incident lightly.
Excluding the Kennedy family is just right to separate Brooklyn from it, so that it will not be completely mixed up and unclear.
Hanging up, Brooklyn smiled, put down the phone, and walked into the kitchen humming a song. Monday, April 29, e. yć
At the regular meeting, Brooklyn discussed with everyone to solve a few small problems, and after confirming that the others had no problems, Brooklyn took out a financial statement.
"Our building is a product of the last century, and all sorts of problems have started to arise when we use it now. Peeling off of the wall, aging lines, water leakage and so on. ā
"I think maybe we should renovate this building, if we don't want it to be a federal courthouse for Thurgood Marshall." The situation at the Thurgood Marshall Federal Courthouse was well known, with strange smells wafting through the corridors, mold in every room, lack of lighting, and dim lighting...... A whole bunch of questions made it look less like a courthouse and more like an old vampire castle.
"We don't have a lot of budget, and I think the first thing we need to solve should be the line renovation." Seeing that no one objected, Brooklyn turned to Nelly and said
"Nelly." Nelly nodded. After talking about the courthouse renovation and renovation, Brooklyn said
"I have noticed that we have problems with the work of the rotating judges."
"At this stage, we are using a month-by-month approach with a single person on duty, but if we encounter a situation like last week, it is clear that one rotating judge will not be able to meet the demand." As he spoke, Brooklyn looked at Carl Roberts.
Carl Roberts was the rotating judge in April, and during the turmoil in New York, he was so busy that he barely closed his eyes, and even had to hold an indictment when he went to the bathroom.
When he eats, he often sits alone with food in his mouth, surrounded by prosecutors or policemen, who come forward one by one to state the necessity of the decree for which they are applying.
Sometimes he even needs to take a shower while answering the phone.
"I've looked through the materials and found that even in normal times, a judge on duty can create a backlog of indictments."
"To solve this problem, I intend to add a judge on duty." Jerry took Peter Adams and Joseph Kennedy Jr. to hand out a form.
"This is the new rotation table."
"The two of them will be in charge of the rotation every month, and of course, how the two of them arrange their work during the rotation can be decided by themselves."
"One can be responsible for reviewing and accepting the indictment, one responsible for signing the decree, or one responsible for the first half of the month and the other for the second half of the month. Or if you prefer, one for the day and one for the night. ā
"Okay, you can ask questions." Seeing that everyone finished reading the rotation table, Brooklyn clapped his hands and said
"We need to hurry, today's meeting is a bit long." There are pros and cons to double rotation.
For individuals, double rotation can greatly reduce the workload, and the work that one person needs to be responsible for is now two people, which is directly reduced by half.
But e.. The number of judges in Y is fixed. It used to be a 20-month turn, but now it's shortened to 10 months.
This means that people will be rotated more often. Still, no objections were raised.
The reason is simple: although the shift time has also been cut in half, and the total amount of work that seems to be done by an individual has not changed, in fact, the work that was required to be completed in one month has now become two months.
The wider range of time means that people don't have to work as hard as they used to. Look at poor Judge Carl Roberts, whose thick dark circles are almost spreading out of his eye sockets.
Not to mention that the first shift on the double shift is arranged by Brooklyn itself. Seeing that no objections were raised, Brooklyn immediately decided to pass.
"Alright, it's over!" Back in the office, Brooklyn called the people of Courtroom 9 together and introduced Joseph Kennedy Jr. to everyone.
Joseph F. Kennedy Jr. was as humble and obedient as ever, politely greeting, shaking hands or hugging everyone.
Nelly liked such a well-behaved child the most, and immediately abandoned Jerry and Ray, and happily pulled little Joseph to her side.
"Alright." Brooklyn clapped his hands and began to assign work.
"Peter, you follow Ray." Under Peter's quizzeled gaze, Brooklyn continued
"Joseph, you follow Jerry."
"Bob, tell me what I need to do today." Bob brought the schedule.
"Uh......" He glanced up at Brooklyn, and saw Brooklyn looking at him puzzled, and said helplessly
"Brooklyn, you have seven court trials to attend today."
"How much?"
"Uh...... Seven. ā
"How much?" Brooklyn up the volume.
"Seven." Bob replied with a stern face. Brooklyn shook his hand and flipped through the schedule for himself.
It is clear that he was indeed scheduled for seven court hearings today. Brooklyn sighed, returned the form to Bob, neatly changed into his robes, and walked towards the courtroom with his computer in his arms.
ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ Brooklyn had to hear seven cases in one day, which was a huge challenge.
With Brooklyn's court trial habits, three games a day is enough, and it is often necessary to stuff the last one to the back, and now talking to him about seven games a day, Brooklyn feels that it is better to just want him to die here.
Fortunately, the court is not so inhumane, arranging work for judges that cannot be completed at all. Six of the seven in Brooklyn a day were actually expedited trials applying summary procedures, and only one was a sweep up the civil unrest in New York.
The finishing touches were successfully completed in Brooklyn just before lunch. In the afternoon, Brooklyn started the expedited procedure.
While waiting for the parties to enter, rubbing the thin indictment, Brooklyn has a feeling of being in a different world.
More than a month has passed since the shooting, and this is the first time he has come into contact with such a cordial object.
Look at what is written in the indictment! A 9-year-old black girl at a public school sued the school, and the girl's parents believed that the school was suspected of racial discrimination.
Gee! Racism! What a familiar and affectionate word! Brooklyn flipped through the indictment with great interest, matching the names of the people involved in it with those who were at the scene.
The chubby, middle-aged white woman was supposed to be the school opera rehearsal teacher mentioned in the indictment, Susan.
The tired-looking, rough-skinned black couple should be the parents of the parties who advocate racial discrimination in the school, Mr. and Mrs. Brett.
Sitting in the plaintiff's seat, looking around, the little girl in the pink puffy dress should be the party, the protagonist of discrimination, Kelly Brett.
The little carrots sitting in the first row behind the parties should be the school's opera actors. Seeing such a group of children, Brooklyn remembered the topic she had talked about on a weekend date with Anne.
He beckoned to Bob and whispered into Bob's ear
"Bob, I heard that when you and Mary first got together, Mary didn't want children at all, how did you convince Mary to have Leon?" Bob glanced at Brooklyn in surprise
"Who did you listen to?"
"Nelly, huh?" Brooklyn scratched her head and threw the pot at Nelly without any pressure
"I don't remember exactly." Bob shook his head
"Mary loves children, and we never said we didn't want children."
"That's my mistake." Brooklyn sneered and spread his hands, and quickly pointed downward. Below, Ray was coordinating order with the bailiffs, and Peter Adams followed him with a blank face.
"What do you think of Peter?" Brooklyn forcibly shifted the subject, asked. Bob looked at Brooklyn with disdain
"Peter?"
"Peter was actually a pretty good boy."
"Did I hear me right?" Brooklyn asked in surprise
"He? Very good? ā
"What has Leon done lately that makes you think he's pretty good like this?" Bob continued to maintain a look of disdain on his face
"Come on, man, is it Prosecutor Anne who doesn't want children? Did you quarrel? Wow, dude! You're not going to break up, are you! Tsk~" Brooklyn was annoyed and waved his hand to show that he didn't need him here, and told him to get away from him quickly.
Bob pursed his lips and held his head high, like a winning rooster, 'tsk' back to his place.
"Alright, let's get started." Brooklyn forgot to even call the 'name' and announced the start directly.
He first read out the court discipline, and then announced that the trial was applicable to the summary procedure, and explained that the use of the summary procedure was a decision made by taking into account the plaintiff's family's financial situation, the circumstances of the case, the court's arrangement and many other factors, and that the judgment of the summary procedure had the same legal benefits.
Finally, Brooklyn asked if the parties had agreed to a summary procedure. After receiving an affirmative response, Brooklyn skipped the eucalyptus presentation stage and went straight to asking questions.
"Mr. Brett, you did not make a clear claim in the indictment, what is your claim?" The indictment devotes a great deal of space to the case, which concludes that "it is racially discriminatory to deliberately exclude Kelly Brett and use a white girl who is worse than her singing skills to play the lead role in the adaptation of Snow White," but does not say what kind of outcome they want.
When Brooklyn was questioned, Clerk Jerry pasted an indictment directly on the front and then typed Brooklyn's questions.
Little Joseph, who was watching from the sidelines, was dumbfounded.
"They haven't made a statement yet?" Little Joseph asked quietly. Joseph Jr. is not talking about other abilities, but when it comes to communication skills, he is definitely the top one in the No. 9 court team.
In just one morning, he had spoken to everyone in Court No. 9, and even had a few words with Brooklyn at lunchtime.
"Here's the easy procedure." Jerry whispered as he tapped the keyboard in his hand, taking notes
"Everyone knows what happened, so there's no need to waste everyone's time."
"The purpose of the summary procedure is to save time."
"Also, don't talk to the clerk, it will distract you from thinking and may cause a record error." As he spoke, Jerry deleted the misspelled word and retyped the correct word.
Joseph Jr. looked back at Brooklyn, but because of the difference in position, he could only see a corner of the table.
He pursed his lips, and despite the doubts in his stomach, he chose to shut up in a clear manner.
"We want Kelly to be the one who plays Snow White, and we want the school to apologize publicly." Mrs. Brett said firmly.
Jerry crackled and took notes. Brooklyn nodded, judging from Mrs. Brett's request, they were not trying to blackmail the school under the guise of racial discrimination.
There are only two demands for them, and none of them have anything to do with money. It sounds more like a prosecution in pursuit of fairness and justice.
Brooklyn struck the gavel and signaled the trial to begin.