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Waco will never end. For the jurors in
the first Biker Brawl trial, listening to the prosecution’s slow motion
attempt to manufacture a criminal case against Dallas Bandido Jake
Carrizal day after day, week after week must be like drowning in a
manure pond.
The trial, originally scheduled to begin
October 9, will enter its fourth week tomorrow. This is only trial one
of a possible 192. There are also about 100 civil complaints for false
arrest waiting for the criminal cases to end. A handful of civil suits
have been filed against the Twin Peaks restaurant. And then just over
the horizon is the prospect of a RICO case titled United States v. Reyna et al.
And then just a few months after that the dream of the promised land, a
vision of McClennan County District Attorney Abelino Reyna in an orange
jumpsuit accented with shackles and a belly chain, listening as a
humorless judge reads him the plea colloquy. “And how far did you go in
school, Mr. Reyna? Do you understand the charges against you? Do you
understand that by making this plea you may be giving up certain of your
rights” Like the right to see the stars at night, big and bright, for,
say, eight or nine years.
If the prosecutors were actual human
beings they would know they have lost. If the four grand inquisitors –
Brody Burks, Amanda Dillon, Michael Jarrett and Abel Reyna – actually
had evidence that Carrizal was guilty of some crime they would have
mentioned it by now. Don’t you think? Wouldn’t you? They have not
because they do not. Their only recourse seems to be to delay and delay
and delay the inevitable contempt and scorn they are bringing on
themselves.
Blood Soaked Photos
Just Friday, defense attorney Casie
Gotro complained that she still hasn’t seen all the evidence in this
overblown case. She insinuated that she may eventually move for a
mistrial. Carrizal will probably be acquitted before it comes to that
This is a contextless prosecution. This
jury is compelled to watch a drama written by idiots, full of blood
soaked crime photos and baseless accusations glued together by
half-baked conjecture and inference. The presentation of the ballistics
evidence just started at the end of the third week. Maybe the defense
will get its turn soon. But the prosecution just called its 45th
witness. Its witness list has 450 names on it so this could take awhile
Prosecutors are deliberately misleading
the jury in order to secure a conviction against a 35-year-old family
man who is, at most, guilty of not trusting a system run by people like
the prosecutors. This is not a trial. This is a political campaign. It
is a political campaign because that is what these arrogant nitwits know
how to win. None of them gives a damn about justice. They only care
about winning.
Willie Horton
This prosecutorial team is comprised of
what Paddy Chayesky called humanoids. They are not people who know the
world from experience. They know the world at secondhand. They are the
kind of very smart people who don’t get art or religion. That is why it
is so easy for them to try to slander Carrizal’s character.
None of them even has the simple human
capacity to feel ashamed. The low point this week may have come when
prosecutors actually had the gall to show jurors images of all the dead
including Jesus “Jesse” “Mohawk” Rodriguez. Then they showed the jury
photos of Jacob Rhyne who was one of the two men who assassinated
Rodriguez like he was a rabid possum. The jury was supposed to infer
that somehow all the deaths were Jake Carrizal’s fault. Because he was
there. Because he didn’t stay home that day. Because he knew the
Cossacks were dangerous and he refused to be bullied by them. Because he
subscribes to an old fashioned code of honor that forbids men to allow
themselves to be bullied. That’s why the prosecutors wanted “to do”
Carrizal first. He’s too big for his britches.
The idea in this case is to convince 12
jurors, not 10 or 11, but 12, that Christopher Jacob Carrizal is Willie
Horton. Reyna and his running dogs are trying to convince the jury that
Rhyne didn’t shoot Mohawk Rodriguez in the head. Carrizal did. It is an
absurd notion and the only explanation for the prosecution’s case is
that all of them are such egotistical provincials that they think they
can convince anybody of anything.
Jasmin Caldwell
They can’t even convince a local television reporter named Jasmin Caldwell.
Prosecutors put crime scene technicians
on the stand for days, and what they proved was that everybody in Texas
carries a weapon and Waco has crime scene investigators just like all
those big, uppity cities out there beyond the Brazos. You know, like
Durango. Oh, and the technicians and operators and other important
police persons found very many guns at the scene. So by the looney tunes
logic of this whole wacky case, the jury should also infer that Jake
Carrizal must be the biggest gun dealer in Central Texas.
“Witnesses painted a mental picture of
the day for the jury,” Caldwell wrote Wednesday, “but little was
discussed that appeared to actually relate to the defendant and his
alleged relation to the evidence being presented.”
So now I’m back in Waco. Friday I pitched some people from The New Yorker, The Atlantic, Vanity Fair, The Times Sunday Magazine and Rolling Stone. No go so far. Friday night a woman I know a little, not a lot, asked me why I was wasting my time on this.
I’m came back anyway. Here goes another three grand. Keep reading. I’m starting to get angry.
