Friday Night in Manhattan.....
For many New Yorkers, Friday night can be magical. Food, wine, dancing..... thousands of pleasures and pursuits await us.
Not the Public Defenders.
Tonight, I am in Manhattan Criminal Court. As an "on duty" public defender, I am in court representing people who have been charged with felonies and misdemeanors of all kinds. Here, in the heat and humidity, a judge presides as people stand accused of robbery, narcotics, and other forms of mayhem. My job is to fight tooth and nail for each and every client's release. I have to pull at the strands of allegations that support the charges filed against my clients. And if I pull hard enough, and skillfully enough, the charges can begin to unravel, and my clients will go free.