Court TV

I had only gotten into watching court TV because of my grandmother.  Not one for really caring about celebrity crime, I only watched because she was obsessed and at the time, my babysitter.  She thought of herself as judge, justice and jury on every case and worked her personal revenge into most cases while masking it as justice.  No one seemed to care much about lawyers or evidence, just about the tabloids and network television. 

The first day I watched the ‘evidence’ on Judge Smith was the day I learned about revenge.  As well as the day I learned about evidence, jail and bail and according to my grandmother everyone was guilty until they were not.  The greatest day of her life was not the day her children or grandchildren were born, but the day Justice Smith was arrested while live on television.  It took me a while to believe it was true as most television and camera reporters were known to be untrue, but the more I watched, the more I wondered if Judge Smith was just as camera ready as they came.   

I knew the evidence was there, I just needed the court to believe it was Judge Smith and not me.  Which, at that point, shouldn’t have been too hard.  Things would only come crashing down if my grandma would follow through with searching my room.