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Courthouse Outtakes, 2014

The obligatory year-in-review highlights represent the staid thinking you get in journalism schools. To me, the idea of rehearsing old stories causes me to slump over my computer in a sound sleep. So, I thought…

Old and In The Way

Last week Yuta Sakane was held to answer on charges of vandalism — crimes he committed the day before Thanksgiving against his own parents. Respect for one’s elders has long-since been jostled aside by youth…

Because It’s Pink

For the past few decades California’s prison population has grown into something of an international scandal and three federal judges have ordered Governor Jerry Brown to do something about it. To be fair to the…

Home For The Holidays

Rarely does the underclass see any direct results from an election, but this year the results have been immediate and real, with hundreds of local tweakers and petty thieves — the two being interchangeable —…

Grandpa’s Last Ride

Last Friday afternoon Kenneth Wilkinson, 22, was sentenced to 25-to-life with a possibility of parole in 23 years. Wilkinson has already served two years in custody for killing his grandfather, 84, by dragging him behind…

Pete’s Last Dash

Peter Richardson’s crime spree is over, his drinking and driving days done, and he’s sitting in the county jail on a no-bail hold awaiting sentencing for five felonies. Considering that his life of crime began about two years ago when he was diagnosed with cancer, he could die behind bars.

Bring Me The Head of Johnny Valdez

“Could you repeat that, dispatch? The transmission must be garbled. It sounded like you said there was a home invasion on Laws Avenue…Over?” “Roger that, Laws Avenue. Please respond Code Three, suspects armed and considered…

Red-Riding Hood’s Mommy — A Wolf?

A lot of ghouls come through the Mendocino County Courthouse, scary characters who seem to gallop down from deep in the hills as the rest of us silently wonder: "These guys live here? But every…

What’s In Your Wallet?

“Nicole Wright?” Not a soul in the crowded courtroom stirred when her name was called. She was just another anonymous fish in drab green jailhouse coveralls. But the apparent Ms. Wright struggled to her feet,…

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