LAist has been an avowed trial watchers for many years now.
We've seen crazies wash in and out of the Los Angeles court system; Sometimes they are the the plaintiffs, sometimes they are defendants and sometimes they are officiants. But the weirdest have to be the jurors and the spectators.
To wit, we've learned that a juror who helped acquit actor Robert Blake of killing his wife is promoting a six-song recording he produced during the Blake trial...Roberto Emerick publicized his album, "Judgement Day," during an appearance on CNN's Larry King this weekend. Our 3/21/2005 edition The Hollywood Reporter says, "the album's title track looks at what Blake might have been thinking as he waited for jurors to reach their verdict."
But wait, there's more. Associated Press is now distributing a report that during the Michael Jackson trial, "a brief disturbance involving a spectator occurred in the courthouse Tuesday morning when a woman spoke to a deputy before a break and then walked out into a corridor and fell face-first to the ground. When deputies tried to help her she began screaming and trying to recover a notebook she was carrying."
No doubt she was upset to lose notes that she thinks she's can sell as a blockbuster book once the trial's wrapped up. She's probably right.
Where do these people come from? Is it the constant media attention that now makes courts of law an appropriate venue for popular spectacle or has every aspect of life turned into reality entertainment?
We're surprised some wag hasn't hacked the video cameras at 7-11 and hooked up a live feed of "Idiots: 24/7" or "Robbery Roulette"...