....So a judge and jury is to decide whose pen it is, but with Smith in hand the man who truly owns the deed to truth could actually wear the robe himself, bang the mallet and be his own twelve, making sure that the verdict ain't tampered with. But is the perp, the suspect, worth the concurrent the man would have to spend in a six by eight, thinking bout what he did if he flips and says, "Fuck the Law!!" and starts to serve and protect himself? Justice is blind, but not when the bitch is peeking through the blindfold. The harlot can be a real dream wrecker, making the man want to key Her bench up and scratch Her eyes out so that She has no choice but to see things blind.