Archive for February 18th, 2011

“So I Wouldn’t Have To Look At It”

(I posted this piece Wednesday to the Shriek Shack. Now I’m posting it here, by request. It’s an edited and abridged version of something Ken Conner and I wrote in April of 1980. More about it in the postscript.)

Before making his final statement, Butte County Superior Court Judge Jean Morony looked down from the bench to the two defendants, Marvin Dean Noor and James Thomas McCarter.

They stared back with the same vacant, emotionless expressions they’d worn throughout their attorneys’ final futile pleas. Sentenced to twenty-five years to life for the random, racially-motivated murder of Jimmy Lee Campbell, they remained impassive, outwardly cool, wholly unmoved.

Noor, his wavy brown hair flowing down over the shoulders of his black shirt, rocked gently, steadily back and forth in his chair, his dark narcoleptic eyes fixed upon the judge. McCarter sat still as stone, a blue bandanna riding across his pale forehead, pinning back his thin straight hair.

Morony faced the courtroom, and began to read.

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