However, her innate sluttiness might be a problem.
Hey! Who are you calling a slut here?
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Crime and Punishment in Modern Singapore
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Hey! Who are you calling a slut here?
Migoz2
Senator
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Isn't it sweet how the true nature of our Barbara always comes through.
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Here come the judge
Hope Barb doesn't try the Amanda Byrnes Fashion approach:
In the end, "Here Comes the Judge"
Hear ye, hear ye
This court is now in session
His Honor, Judge Pigmeat Markham presidin
Hear ye, hear ye, the court of swing
It's just about ready to do that thing
I don't want no tears, I don't want no lies
Above all, I don't want no alibis
This Judge is hip, and that ain't all
He'll give you time if you're big or small
All in line for this court is neat
Peace brother, here comes the Judge
Here comes the Judge
Everybody knows that he is the judge
Everybody near or far
I'm goin' to Paris to stop this war
All those kids gotta listen to me
Because I am the judge and you can plainly see
I want to big 'round table when I get there
I won't sit down to one that's square
I want to lay down the law to them that brought it
I'll bust some head because I am the judge
He is the judge, he is the judge
Who's there? I is. I is who?
I is your next door neighbor
Order in this courtroom, order in this courtroom
Judge, your Honorship, Hi sir
Did I hear you say "Order in the Court?"
Yes I said order in the court
Well, I'll take two cans of beer, please
He is the judge, he is the judge
Everybody knows that he is the judge
I had a chat with Ho Chi Min
With cheap rice wine and chased with gin
Won't take long unless I miss my guess
I'll have you out of this doggone mess
I sent a cable to Bob and Mac
Let them know I'm comin' back
Sit right down with Rock and Nick
Teach them boys some of Pigmeat's tricks
Oh, oh judge, your Honor, Pigmeat said
"Don't you remember me??"
No, who are you, boy
Well, I'm the feller that introduced you
To your wife... to my wife?
Yeah, life! You son-of-a-gun you
Come November, election time
You vote your way, I'll vote mine
'Cause there's a tie, and the money gets spent
Vote for Pigmeat Markham, President
I am the judge, vote for Pigmeat
I am the judge, vote for Pigmeat
Now, everybody knows I am the judge
Songwriters: Bob Astor / Dewey Markham / Sarah Harvey / Dick Alen
Hope Barb doesn't try the Amanda Byrnes Fashion approach:
In the end, "Here Comes the Judge"
Hear ye, hear ye
This court is now in session
His Honor, Judge Pigmeat Markham presidin
Hear ye, hear ye, the court of swing
It's just about ready to do that thing
I don't want no tears, I don't want no lies
Above all, I don't want no alibis
This Judge is hip, and that ain't all
He'll give you time if you're big or small
All in line for this court is neat
Peace brother, here comes the Judge
Here comes the Judge
Everybody knows that he is the judge
Everybody near or far
I'm goin' to Paris to stop this war
All those kids gotta listen to me
Because I am the judge and you can plainly see
I want to big 'round table when I get there
I won't sit down to one that's square
I want to lay down the law to them that brought it
I'll bust some head because I am the judge
He is the judge, he is the judge
Who's there? I is. I is who?
I is your next door neighbor
Order in this courtroom, order in this courtroom
Judge, your Honorship, Hi sir
Did I hear you say "Order in the Court?"
Yes I said order in the court
Well, I'll take two cans of beer, please
He is the judge, he is the judge
Everybody knows that he is the judge
I had a chat with Ho Chi Min
With cheap rice wine and chased with gin
Won't take long unless I miss my guess
I'll have you out of this doggone mess
I sent a cable to Bob and Mac
Let them know I'm comin' back
Sit right down with Rock and Nick
Teach them boys some of Pigmeat's tricks
Oh, oh judge, your Honor, Pigmeat said
"Don't you remember me??"
No, who are you, boy
Well, I'm the feller that introduced you
To your wife... to my wife?
Yeah, life! You son-of-a-gun you
Come November, election time
You vote your way, I'll vote mine
'Cause there's a tie, and the money gets spent
Vote for Pigmeat Markham, President
I am the judge, vote for Pigmeat
I am the judge, vote for Pigmeat
Now, everybody knows I am the judge
Songwriters: Bob Astor / Dewey Markham / Sarah Harvey / Dick Alen
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montycrusto
Guest
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Offence of Scandalizing the Court in Singapore
A warning for Barbara
en.wikipedia.org
"A Word to the Wise is Sufficient"
A warning for Barbara
Offence of scandalizing the court in Singapore - Wikipedia
en.wikipedia.org
"A Word to the Wise is Sufficient"
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montycrusto
Guest
In other words Barb.. don’t let the prison officers confiscate your kinis on the way to the courtroom!Offence of Scandalizing the Court in Singapore
A warning for Barbara
Offence of scandalizing the court in Singapore - Wikipedia
"A Word to the Wise is Sufficient"
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Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Monty, I've seen it before, but I have to say, I absolutely LOVE that drawing, so sexy, vulnerable, outraged, terrified. It pushes all my buttons (and shorts several out!)
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montycrusto
Guest
Thank you! And apologies for shamelessly shoving it in hereMonty, I've seen it before, but I have to say, I absolutely LOVE that drawing, so sexy, vulnerable, outraged, terrified. It pushes all my buttons (and shorts several out!)
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Magistrates Hearing Room. Central Station, 9:55 AM SST
The two Americans entered the hearing room together. It looked much like an American courtroom, but very rich looking. The walls, pierced with large, waist to ceiling frosted windows were a light pink marble, the floor a complementing gray marble. Walnut wood furniture contrasted and gave a richness to the room and especially the elevated judge’s desk. All this for a hearing room in the jail. What must the main courts look like? wondered Barb.
There were two desks with chairs near the front facing the judge. As she and Jeffrey went to their desk, Barb observed the two men at the other desk. One was William Koh, the gay lawyer from the prosecutor’s office who had met with her the previous night. The other was a stranger. Barb was much amused to see each wearing a small white powdered and curled wig. They must both be gay, she thought. As she turned to comment on their silliness to Jeffrey, she halted when she saw he had donned a similar wig. They sat at the other table.
A clerk in black robes and a short wig, came to the center of the room and announced, “Please be upstanding.” Barb chuckled at the strange sight and language.
The clerk continued, “Oyez! Oyez! Oyez! All persons having business before this magistrates court of the Republic of Singapore draw near and you will be heard.”
Barb tossed her hair back, licked her lips, pulled her pants down slightly closer to her crotch and stuck out her chest. She WOULD be seen and heard by the judge!
The door behind the judge’s desk open and the clerk announced, “Her Ladyship Rut Petar-Gisber, DUBC, presiding.”
Ladyship! Barb stared open-mouthed as very short, very old, dark-skinned woman judge with large glasses and a long powdered wig, entered and sat in her chair.
“Court may be seated,” said the clerk.
Everyone sat but Barb who was still in shock at realizing that the judge she was going to seduce was an old woman!
“Sit,” whispered Jeffrey as he pulled her to her chair.
The clerk approached the desk and handed a file to the judge. They proceeded to have a short, whispered conversation.
Jeffrey whispered to Barb, “She’s Indian – Tamil they are called here. She might be more sympathetic. DUBC is Darjah Utama Bakti Cemerlang, Distinguished Service Order, a very high honor.”
“But she can’t be the real judge?” sputtered Barb in a loud whisper which might be heard across the room. The others turned their attention to her for a moment. “Sorry,” said Jeffrey. Whispering firmly to Barb, “Keep your comments to yourself, Please! She is a highly respected jurist here!”
Then the clerk strode to the middle and announced:
“Case 19-23381, The Attorney General of the Republic of Singapore v. Barbara A. Moore. Charges as listed in complaint given to your Ladyship and both attorneys.”
“This seems a simple case,” stated the judge. Barb thought she had a kind voice. Maybe this would go well. “Mr. Deputy Attorney General, do you have anything to add to the very completely documented complaint?”
The deputy (not Koh) rose and said, “Not unless the accused contests any of the charges and specifications.”
The judge turned to Barb’s table. “Do you contest any of the charges brought by the Attorney General’s Chambers? And, for your information, young lady, I am a real judge.”
Barb opened her mouth, but Jeffrey squeezed her arm and rose. “Jeffrey Hodges, counsel for the defendant. No, your Ladyship. My client wishes to plead guilty to all charges to save the Republic of Singapore any further inconvenience and to express her sincere regret for having transgressed the laws here. May she rise and address the court?”
The judge agreed and Jeffrey drew Barb to her feet. In a soft and halting voice, Barb said she was sorry for what she had done and hoped to be forgiven. Then she and Jeffrey sat.
“Well, that is a wise position, given the weight of evidence I have reviewed against you. I do appreciate your cooperation and apology. I always try to give due consideration to a first-time visitor to our country who might not understand all our laws and procedures, OR the fact that we allow female judges. Therefore, I am ordering the public nuisance charges under Chapter 57 regarding the gum to be dropped.”
Jeffrey turned to Barb and smiled, mouthing, ‘Yes!’
“Similarly,” the judge went on, “I will drop the Chapter 52 charges of disrespecting the police…”
“Your Ladyship, I must pro…” the Deputy rose only to be silenced by the judge.
“I appreciate your concern for the honor of our outstanding police, Mr. Deputy. But I’m afraid many Americans do not understand the politeness required in our society. I shall order that charge dropped.” Again, a shared smile between Jeffrey and Barb. She was again thinking of how handsome he was.
“However,” the judge continued, “I can find no reason to drop the Prevention of Corruption Act Section 5 attempted bribing of four public officials, and the charge under penal code §332, causing hurt to deter a public servant from his duty!”
Barb looked at Jeffrey with concern. “Don’t worry, he whispered, “getting two out of four dismissed is better than I expected.”
“These are serious issues,” said the judge, looking sternly at Barb. “Any one from any country should know it is wrong to try, no matter how jokingly, to bribe a policeman. And of course, assaulting an officer by kicking him admits of no excuse.”
Barb tried to look remorseful.
“Please rise for sentencing.” They both rose and Jeffrey held her arm for support. Even as she was fearful of the sentence, Barb did notice his firm, but gentle, masculine grip.
“I sentence the defendant, Barbara A. Moore to pay to the Republic of Singapore a fine of S$1,500, before she can be released.”
Barb looked quizzically at Jeffrey. He whispered, “About $1,100.” Barb’s face dropped. How would she find that money?
“And,” continued the judge, “she is sentenced to 4 strokes of the #1 judicial punishment cane.”
Jeffrey said, “Thank you, Your Ladyship. My client is most grateful for your wise restraint.” He began gathering up his papers while Barb stood for a moment staring dumbfounded at the judge. This judge had sentenced her to more caning? Barbara’s natural rebelliousness at injustice boiled over!
“What the fuck?” She cried out. The room was so silent you could have heard a pin drop. Everyone turned to the woman who had spoken so rudely.
“How the hell can you sentence me to another damn caning for a little disagreement with those overzealous cops? What kind a dumb-shit place is this? It isn’t fucking fair!!! Wasn’t my caning last night enough?”
The two Americans entered the hearing room together. It looked much like an American courtroom, but very rich looking. The walls, pierced with large, waist to ceiling frosted windows were a light pink marble, the floor a complementing gray marble. Walnut wood furniture contrasted and gave a richness to the room and especially the elevated judge’s desk. All this for a hearing room in the jail. What must the main courts look like? wondered Barb.
There were two desks with chairs near the front facing the judge. As she and Jeffrey went to their desk, Barb observed the two men at the other desk. One was William Koh, the gay lawyer from the prosecutor’s office who had met with her the previous night. The other was a stranger. Barb was much amused to see each wearing a small white powdered and curled wig. They must both be gay, she thought. As she turned to comment on their silliness to Jeffrey, she halted when she saw he had donned a similar wig. They sat at the other table.
A clerk in black robes and a short wig, came to the center of the room and announced, “Please be upstanding.” Barb chuckled at the strange sight and language.
The clerk continued, “Oyez! Oyez! Oyez! All persons having business before this magistrates court of the Republic of Singapore draw near and you will be heard.”
Barb tossed her hair back, licked her lips, pulled her pants down slightly closer to her crotch and stuck out her chest. She WOULD be seen and heard by the judge!
The door behind the judge’s desk open and the clerk announced, “Her Ladyship Rut Petar-Gisber, DUBC, presiding.”
Ladyship! Barb stared open-mouthed as very short, very old, dark-skinned woman judge with large glasses and a long powdered wig, entered and sat in her chair.
“Court may be seated,” said the clerk.
Everyone sat but Barb who was still in shock at realizing that the judge she was going to seduce was an old woman!
“Sit,” whispered Jeffrey as he pulled her to her chair.
The clerk approached the desk and handed a file to the judge. They proceeded to have a short, whispered conversation.
Jeffrey whispered to Barb, “She’s Indian – Tamil they are called here. She might be more sympathetic. DUBC is Darjah Utama Bakti Cemerlang, Distinguished Service Order, a very high honor.”
“But she can’t be the real judge?” sputtered Barb in a loud whisper which might be heard across the room. The others turned their attention to her for a moment. “Sorry,” said Jeffrey. Whispering firmly to Barb, “Keep your comments to yourself, Please! She is a highly respected jurist here!”
Then the clerk strode to the middle and announced:
“Case 19-23381, The Attorney General of the Republic of Singapore v. Barbara A. Moore. Charges as listed in complaint given to your Ladyship and both attorneys.”
“This seems a simple case,” stated the judge. Barb thought she had a kind voice. Maybe this would go well. “Mr. Deputy Attorney General, do you have anything to add to the very completely documented complaint?”
The deputy (not Koh) rose and said, “Not unless the accused contests any of the charges and specifications.”
The judge turned to Barb’s table. “Do you contest any of the charges brought by the Attorney General’s Chambers? And, for your information, young lady, I am a real judge.”
Barb opened her mouth, but Jeffrey squeezed her arm and rose. “Jeffrey Hodges, counsel for the defendant. No, your Ladyship. My client wishes to plead guilty to all charges to save the Republic of Singapore any further inconvenience and to express her sincere regret for having transgressed the laws here. May she rise and address the court?”
The judge agreed and Jeffrey drew Barb to her feet. In a soft and halting voice, Barb said she was sorry for what she had done and hoped to be forgiven. Then she and Jeffrey sat.
“Well, that is a wise position, given the weight of evidence I have reviewed against you. I do appreciate your cooperation and apology. I always try to give due consideration to a first-time visitor to our country who might not understand all our laws and procedures, OR the fact that we allow female judges. Therefore, I am ordering the public nuisance charges under Chapter 57 regarding the gum to be dropped.”
Jeffrey turned to Barb and smiled, mouthing, ‘Yes!’
“Similarly,” the judge went on, “I will drop the Chapter 52 charges of disrespecting the police…”
“Your Ladyship, I must pro…” the Deputy rose only to be silenced by the judge.
“I appreciate your concern for the honor of our outstanding police, Mr. Deputy. But I’m afraid many Americans do not understand the politeness required in our society. I shall order that charge dropped.” Again, a shared smile between Jeffrey and Barb. She was again thinking of how handsome he was.
“However,” the judge continued, “I can find no reason to drop the Prevention of Corruption Act Section 5 attempted bribing of four public officials, and the charge under penal code §332, causing hurt to deter a public servant from his duty!”
Barb looked at Jeffrey with concern. “Don’t worry, he whispered, “getting two out of four dismissed is better than I expected.”
“These are serious issues,” said the judge, looking sternly at Barb. “Any one from any country should know it is wrong to try, no matter how jokingly, to bribe a policeman. And of course, assaulting an officer by kicking him admits of no excuse.”
Barb tried to look remorseful.
“Please rise for sentencing.” They both rose and Jeffrey held her arm for support. Even as she was fearful of the sentence, Barb did notice his firm, but gentle, masculine grip.
“I sentence the defendant, Barbara A. Moore to pay to the Republic of Singapore a fine of S$1,500, before she can be released.”
Barb looked quizzically at Jeffrey. He whispered, “About $1,100.” Barb’s face dropped. How would she find that money?
“And,” continued the judge, “she is sentenced to 4 strokes of the #1 judicial punishment cane.”
Jeffrey said, “Thank you, Your Ladyship. My client is most grateful for your wise restraint.” He began gathering up his papers while Barb stood for a moment staring dumbfounded at the judge. This judge had sentenced her to more caning? Barbara’s natural rebelliousness at injustice boiled over!
“What the fuck?” She cried out. The room was so silent you could have heard a pin drop. Everyone turned to the woman who had spoken so rudely.
“How the hell can you sentence me to another damn caning for a little disagreement with those overzealous cops? What kind a dumb-shit place is this? It isn’t fucking fair!!! Wasn’t my caning last night enough?”
***
Most likely both ... I have a plan!
Oh Shit! There goes my plan
You mean everyone heard that?
Putting on my contrite act, otherwise known as plan #2
Kinda like three strikes and your out?
That by the way is a virtue. If only our politicians would do more of it, right?
Uh oh, I’ll probably pay dearly for that outburst if PrPr has his way.
Moore on the way
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montycrusto
Guest
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Accentuation on 'hang'!
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Long drop!Don’t tell me they hang people in Singapore?!?!
Singapore has the world's second highest execution rate per capita!
Always be friendly to the Judge!
Long drop!
Singapore has the world's second highest execution rate per capita!
Always be friendly to the Judge!
Don't think Barb will be mercifully offered a long drop... Short drop slow strangle... I am not reading ahead...Don’t tell me they hang people in Singapore?!?!
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Penalties for Offence of Scandalizing the Court in Singapore are totally at the discretion of the senior judge.
Penalties for Offence of Scandalizing the Court in Singapore are totally at the discretion of the senior judge.
Oh shit!