CALL ME LAWLESS

Preface: Page OneThe State vs. Kenneth Wheeler "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury." Savannah stood up and walked over to the jurors. "The prosecutor showed you no evidence, not one piece, in seventeen days, that my client, Mr. Wheeler, committed these alleged heinous acts brought against him today. My client has admitted to flirting and having consensual sex with some of these women." Savannah turned and pointed to the audience. "The only thing my client is guilty of is being a narcissist, and the last time I checked, that is not a crime." She took one step to the right to speak directly to the only male juror. "He is not perfect; none of us are. The prosecutor showed no proof beyond a reasonable doubt that my client is guilty." Savannah pointed at the prosecutor with a look filled with disdain. "Ladies and gentlemen, let us face the ugly truth that these women are promiscuous and obvious gold diggers. That young man sitting over there could be your son," she singled out a black mother in the jury, "brother, nephew, or even your obnoxious younger cousin whom you could not stand while growing up. Why take away my client's life? Does Mr. Wheeler have an unsavory reputation when it comes to his sex life? Yes! The only thing my client did wrong was bring home wolves instead of sheep." "These women wanted more than sex. My client could not give them more, so they cried rape; they banded together like a gang of thieves to ruin his reputation. He lavishes them with expensive gifts, like cars and jewelry. You heard it, I heard it, the prosecutor heard it. It was consensual sex, and these women were simply adulterous and opportunistic. If being a man whore is a crime, then lock him up and throw away the key. This is a practical case; do not be fooled by their crocodile tears. Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your time."