This has been a pretty boring week. I've gone to Video Remand court every morning, then come back to the office and vetted files. These always offer some amusement --- here a kid walks into the courthouse carrying $400 worth of drugs, there a police officer detains someone for no reason other than that he looks shady --- but mostly they're tedious.
Sometimes I read about the other other half. Or the first half, I suppose. They must be busy up there in the clouds: their blog output is declining. I worry for them.
Once I drew a map of my Toronto neighbourhood using a ruler and Google Maps as a guide, then photocopied it and filled in the street names. I didn't docket a lot of hours that day, but I had a great 8 1/2" x 11" reference for my weekend of frenzied house hunting.
Tomorrow I might get to do some summary guilty pleas. I did this last Friday. It was interesting to see the accused in person rather than on a video screen (they're the same but better dressed), to have an actual impact on the administration of justice rather than just endorsing dates and telling defence lawyers that their disclosure is not ready, and to be in front of an honest to god judge rather than a justice of the peace. I recommended a sentence of one day with time served for a nineteen-year-old girl incarcerated for mari
Did I mention she left her kid in the other province?
As I was leaving the courthouse she was outside talking to a friend. (In person, not by phone.) It was awkward walking past her, acting like I hadn't just read her offence to the court and (sort of but not really) held her fate in my hands. She didn't look thrilled to see me either. Last I saw her she was heading downtown.
Hopefully tomorrow I'll get to give somebody a real punishment. Maybe something with hard time!