privilege anyone?

enter phase two in the going to court spectrum of what is my working day... the visit to the client in the holding cell.

hand mobile phone over to scruitinizing guards behind a desk almost too high to see them over. wait for guard on other side of thick iron bars to decide which key on the bunch fits the lock and enter the other side. sign the book, name, visitee, time, reason etc... guys in shackles mosey on by one geisha step at a time. into room with desk, chairs, customary bars and wait for client...

this apparently is luxury. i haven't yet had to go to the prison to interview anyone but promises have been made that the next time there is reason to make the schlep out there i will have the honour. these here are the cells that hold those on the 'high fliers' list out front meaning that they are getting their day in court unlike the other innocents that have been sitting for the past two years or longer on the awaiting trial roll...

if you dont want to do the drive to the penn you can request that your little cargo gets shipped in and then gets to spend the day in a different lock up so this could be fun for both... the advantage here is that there is a room that you can sit and chat in, unlike the yard you are expected to make do with at the prison. there is no luxury of privilege, you have to hope that some dirty rat isn't listening in on your strategy to beat the latest murder rap and better believe that those in cell block A wont be turning state to get their stretch reduced from 15 down to 5... yip still a striving to uphold them constitutional rights 4 all...