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Something worth it to blog (and brag) about.
Today, me, Ernest and Rem went ‘court-hopping’ in the morning, and got into the RTC Branch where this hot judge is presiding. Damn! I love her already! Too bad she’s married. She’s also from UST Law and a sorority girl. She’s young, more or less 30 or 35 years old. A former MTC judge in Manila. A certified hottie. Think of porcelain complexion, luscious lips ala Angelina Jolie, wide eyes, straight brown-black hair and somewhat imperfectly aquiline nose. You need not disrobe her just to figure out that she’s got something brewing underneath. (and by disrobe, I mean, not wearing the black judge’s robe)
Since I am proscribed by the Rules of Court and of Legal Ethics from divulging information regarding cases pending before the courts, I couldn’t mention names or certain facts. But I can certainly describe them…
We watched the pre-trial conference against a public figure, (a suit for libel) a lady, a former government official and administration ally, now a staunch opposition. (last clue: highlights). The private prosecutor and the defense are high profile lawyers, the kind you see on TV. The private complainant is member of the House. One of the defense lawyers was called ‘out of order’ by the judge, as she somehow malignantly and arrogantly made manifestations and motions, to which judge hot momma frowned upon and smirked with disgust, but with professionalism.
The thing I like about Quezon City Hall of Justice is that a lot of prominent figures and the different faces of society are there, either as complainants, witnesses or defendants… members of the elite, high profile lawyers, government officials, the old money, the bourgeoisies, the new money, the poor, hardened criminals, accused waiting to prove their innocence, the ignoramuses, the injured, the guilty, the innocent, the victim, the hapless, the winner, the loser. Everyday you literally rub elbows with these people. Those who come to our office usually come from the lower segment of society, and somehow, compassion moves you to do your best to serve these people.
Also in there, I learn a lot of things about technique, and practically speaking… whatever you learn in school, you’ll really apply it, except that you must be witty and clever at times, especially when the given situation has no outright remedy. Like the present case that I’m handling, which I never read anything about in the SCRA or the PhilRep or the OG’s.
Today, me, Ernest and Rem went ‘court-hopping’ in the morning, and got into the RTC Branch where this hot judge is presiding. Damn! I love her already! Too bad she’s married. She’s also from UST Law and a sorority girl. She’s young, more or less 30 or 35 years old. A former MTC judge in Manila. A certified hottie. Think of porcelain complexion, luscious lips ala Angelina Jolie, wide eyes, straight brown-black hair and somewhat imperfectly aquiline nose. You need not disrobe her just to figure out that she’s got something brewing underneath. (and by disrobe, I mean, not wearing the black judge’s robe)
Since I am proscribed by the Rules of Court and of Legal Ethics from divulging information regarding cases pending before the courts, I couldn’t mention names or certain facts. But I can certainly describe them…
We watched the pre-trial conference against a public figure, (a suit for libel) a lady, a former government official and administration ally, now a staunch opposition. (last clue: highlights). The private prosecutor and the defense are high profile lawyers, the kind you see on TV. The private complainant is member of the House. One of the defense lawyers was called ‘out of order’ by the judge, as she somehow malignantly and arrogantly made manifestations and motions, to which judge hot momma frowned upon and smirked with disgust, but with professionalism.
The thing I like about Quezon City Hall of Justice is that a lot of prominent figures and the different faces of society are there, either as complainants, witnesses or defendants… members of the elite, high profile lawyers, government officials, the old money, the bourgeoisies, the new money, the poor, hardened criminals, accused waiting to prove their innocence, the ignoramuses, the injured, the guilty, the innocent, the victim, the hapless, the winner, the loser. Everyday you literally rub elbows with these people. Those who come to our office usually come from the lower segment of society, and somehow, compassion moves you to do your best to serve these people.
Also in there, I learn a lot of things about technique, and practically speaking… whatever you learn in school, you’ll really apply it, except that you must be witty and clever at times, especially when the given situation has no outright remedy. Like the present case that I’m handling, which I never read anything about in the SCRA or the PhilRep or the OG’s.
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