UPDATE: 3:18  You gotta be kidding me.  Somebody ignored all the signs posted that say you will be towed if you park without a permit.  So good lord…they are getting towed. Wouldn’t you think if you saw that at a lawyers’ office or a 3,000 year old Giant’s you would have sense enough not to  park there? Especially when less than a stones throw there was free street parking? Dipshits I guess.


E: 2:40  Had to take a “B onnie Break”

UPDATE: 2:15 …This is better: UPDATE:: 2:00  pm.   Considering modification of the Marketing plan on the parking spots:


BEst kept secret so far o thunder… “No Fork in Way ” pulled pork samich at food truck behind match.

Meanwhile Sprouts friend Flounder shows up to help park cars. imageUpdate: twenty dollars to park! imageUPDate:  The Bells of NOON rang like crazy. I had to wake up. So…Katelynn and Sprout seem like good partners.  Ok…So…here ..just to be random. Here is Willie beign ‘hip’ a false note in a lifetime career of right strokes. Come on Willie.  Goliath hates THUNDER and somehow done got stuck involve in the thunder activitys of the day. So…will be  blogging and posting stuff about the GOLIATH day of THUNDER.



When Walter Maddox got shot in the arm, his wife gut shot and Clarence Amster killed,  the public and the press assumed that Maddox was the target and Amster had been momentarily mistaken for Maddox. That was why he got killed.  The news reports of the time offered a few theories of what had happened.  One was that this was a Gangland fight over turf…that Walter’s Inn was cutting into James’ and his partners, Fred and Red Guthrie’s business at the Municipal Bar.  Another theory was that Municipal Bar gambling chips Municipal-Bar-Poker-Chip-Jeffersonville-IN-Indiana-Ind-OLD-illegal-gambling were being counterfeited and that $5 dollar MB chips were being sold, presumably by Walter, for $1.

None of these were true.  In reality,  James had every chance to kill Walter Maddox and had he been the target,  he would have been killed. No doubt about it.  In his book,  James recounts that Walter begged NOT to be shot…and James replied, “You dirty bastard, I ought to kill you right here and now” …but did not.

James and company were actually after 3 gangsters from Chicago. Maddox was a St Louis man who was connected to Chicago boss, Spike O Donnell …yeah..an Irish.  Spike’s ways were violent ways. And he often found himself and his men getting shot at. Here is a old photo of one of the old Spikeroo’s vehicles after he was attacked a couple years after Jimmy and Whitey the Goop came gunning for his boys: 

Here is some newsreel footage of old Spikeroo giving parents and John Q. Citizen advice on how to keep kids from becoming mobsters (1933 four years before

the AMSTER Case.

But,  hereabouts,  people focused on Walter Maddox. They felt it an outrage that a good guy like Mr. Amster get killed…. whatever the reason. image


They decided to do something about. In the next part of the series…we will look at the  “INDIGNATION COMMITTEE”…

Getting away with MURDER: Part 3 in the AMSTER SLAYING series

1937 was a watershed year for Clark County in more ways than one.  That was the year when the great flood came and reshaped the lives and even the physical landscape of our county.   Jeffersonville sprang up as red headed stepchild of Louisville Kentucky which itself, became a city because of the Falls of the Ohio.  You had to get out of the River at Louisville and ‘Portage” around the falls to move on south.  Jeffersonville had always been the homes of  a lot of good folks. But, there were also some more dubious denizens…especially those known as ‘River Rats’ who hung about the River banks and were known to cross over in the dead of night and pillage boats shored up on the Kentucky banks and haul back with ‘the swag’.

Before the Second Street Bridge was built ( in 1937 called “The Municipal Bridge”) the main public transport across to Kentucky was the Jeff Ferry.  (source http://historiclouisville.weebly.com/jeffersonville.html)   The city didn’t look too good back then.  Here’s a photo of the city as it appeared from the river…back in the day.  You are forgiven for maybe thinking it looks kinda like a rough town.  Yeah…it was.  So it’s not that big a surprise that even when ‘civilization’ came to Jeff and 31 was run across the river on the Municipal Bridge into the big city of Louisville, business that was less than 100 percent legit sprang up in Jeff and Clark County.  Booze came down from Chicago and Detroit during the 20’s and established connections between locals who handled the transfers on South and the organized outfits (including those that sprouted Al Capone and company)  in Chicago and ‘The Purple Mob’ in Detroit.  By the 30’s and the Great Depression, the ‘good news’ for Jeff was that two depression resilient industries were thriving in Clark County ….Bootlegging and Gambling.  The biggest players in the Gambling game were the Gavin Brothers who handles several outfits ‘out in the County’ until they got bold and went ‘big time’ with Club Greyhound which sat between Clarksville and Jeff city limits.

But then, 1937 hit.  First the Flood of ’37 laid waste to the County and Jeff in particular. In case you never have seen what it really looked like….. take a gander …it was Apocalyptic:

After something like that happens,  a lot of people wonder, “what have we done to deserve that…..?”  For some…the answer came in the form of what looked like a gangland slaying of a respectable New Albany Banker….the sin was tolerating Gambling and the shady underworld that sustains it.  On July 2 Clarence Amster was gunned down in broad daylight  with easily identified gambling outlaw hoods with plenty of eyewitnesses.  SURELY JUSTICE WOULD PREVAIL.  The Headlines were BOLD!!!image

(July 3, 1937 Front page of the New Albany Tribune)

Alas…it was not to be.  Though it would be hard for those who read the above story to believe…Not one single person would be convicted of the shooting of Mr. Amster.

Courthouse corner column

Folks at the Courthouse noticed this column has shifted this much in the past couple weeks.  Scary looking.  Goliath ain’t no dad blast engineer so can’t say how serious this might be.  Good luck to Prosecutors, Public Defenders etc. who are all under this part of the Courthouse.

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Amster Slaying: “Walter’s Inn Diagram”

Here’s a good diagram of the scene of the crime. It’s from the Tribune in July 1937.  It matches well with Jimmy James’ son’s account of what happened…except for a few elements we will get to later.

It was July 2, 1937 and Clark County was recovering from the famous flood in the Spring that laid waste to Jeffersonville.  Walters Inn was a place run by Walter Maddox a fellow who had tried, and failed, to make a go in the gambling business. He had run the “Log cabin club” and the “Silver Creek Club” .  He had been reduced to selling bootleg liquor in this joint which was near “Club Greyhound”. As you can see from the diagram, it was in the intersection of 31 E and Applegate Lane in Clarksville.  (Today, I-65 is built over where this site was).

Jimmy James and Red and Fred Guthrie were the owners of “Municipal Bar” located near the foot of the 2nd Street Bridge in Jeffersonville. Their place was booming.


The Municipal had hosted the famous and the infamous, including Bugs Moran and John Dillinger and his gang.  James didn’t care for Dillinger. He was bad for business as everyone was scared to death of him.  He posted a man on the front porch of the Municipal armed with a machine gun when he gambled inside.  The Municipal was “City” and the other gambling joints at that time were “County”.  The former enjoyed the political protection of Jeffersonville and the Chief of Police, the latter enjoyed the protection of the County Sheriff, Hal Hughes…and perhaps others.  Poor Walter Maddox however, couldn’t seem to find anyone who made him ‘go’.

Maddox was connected to Chicago mobster Spike O’Donnell.  He slid into Clark County and wound up meeting Jane Maddox who was working at Club Greyhound as an entertainer. She had enjoyed a career in theater and boasted bit parts in Hollywood “B” Melodramas.  Meryl Streep she was not….but a pretty spiffy dame for Jeffersonville in 1937.

In news accounts of the crime, there are frequent speculations on what the motive was. It is pretty clear that the public believed, because of news reports, that Walter Maddox was the target of the wrath of the powers that be surrounding the Municipal Bar.

But….that isn’t true.

“A Story about how I got Whipped” by Goliath (originally posted April, 2010)

As many of you knows, I spent a good deal of time enlist in the Roman’s army. My best times there was with Juli Caesar when I was in the Tenth Legion what was always his favorite. Roman army was a very very discipline life. 1. Me tell you about one time I got Whipped.
This here come later on when Caligular was Caesar. 2. That one had sent Pilate as Govner over Palestine. (What had been MY OWN stomping grounds of “PHILISTINE” but things had change.) Me had rather cush job with Cohort stationed in JeruSalem. My duties was mainly ceremonial. We was there to ‘maintains security’ and to
Show presence of Imperial Rome in this here City. So, lots of
Standing arounds the big shots looking big and well armed and
Now this one particler weekend was the big Passover festival for the Jews. This was always big pain in neck for us Roman soldiers what has to provide extre security what with the big crowds what come into town which always drawed in the riff raff what likes to
Steal and rob off the pilgrims. Plus, amongst some of them Jews
Us Romans was none to poplar and always a few rag tag chesty fellers fomenting rebellion. “Down with Caesar!” them yell. Them
Like to have little midnite meetings and whisper about rebellions and the like. Then not knows nothing as we able to crush them well. (Me recommend you read this here history of Jewish Rebellion what happen aboaut thirty year later or so by man name
Josephus if you wants to know how that worked out. 3.
Anyways, Things get going good this here weekend when we is
Sent down for the security on the main road into JeruSalem. We was posted about one ever 100 cubits. Half folks comes in town and other half stand on side of road waving palm branches welcoming in all the pilgrims. Very happy festive parade like atmosphere. Us Soldiers was there mainly to make sure no knuckleheads get outta line and to keep an eye on the thieves and
Pick pockets what like to work a crowd. (We is dress in full regalia with Pikes with long shiny blades and ‘buckler’ type shields
As well as two foot clubs to knock heads with. )
That was first time me see this here one, Joshua Ben Joseph. 4. Sometime called “Jesus”. Very short man and not look too impressive. Him come in town with a few of his followers what
Is mobbed up behind him. First the mens and then the wimmens. They all happy and shiny people and look so ridiculous as all them
There is poor and wears raggedy poor ‘country’ clothes. This here
Joshua him riding on a little donkey and look ridiculous. Let me just say, as a Roman soldier, me had heard of this one and how some say him a ‘threat to Rome’ etc., When me see this one and his little rag tag crew me jes wanna laughs!
But not so fast Goliaths! Late that afternoon me and my buddies
Was lying around the Barracks having evening meals when is called out to rush to Temple. OMG! 5. When we gets there the action is all done! But you should seen the place. Turn out this
Here Joshua done come in there and raise hell! Him knock over
The little tables and booths set up by them what is selling pigeons and doves and chickens and the like in the Temple out yard and
Has driven them fellers outside of the Temple walls with a dad blasted WHIP!
 Now, just like cops todays, we not take kindly
To any dad blasted what commits violence and use force. That reserve for US! So me think …this little dad blast whippersnapper!
Me need to explains. We not very upset them little booth operators is horsewhipped. But, we vEry upset their trade was stopped. Then as now us soldiers not get paid very good from Rome. But,
We is pretty much free to skim as much as we can from local populaces what we occupy. So, this here duty in Palestine was much prized for the skim we make on this here Passover. Them
Money boys in the temple is required to kick up a certain portion of every shekel them make to the Pharisee who kick over 2/3s of the take to the Captain of my Cohort. That 2/3 is distributed amongst us and thus we ‘supplement’ our incomes!
But this Joshua done ruin all that. And, mind you, this here
Passover festival biggest haul of the year as every Jew in the
Kingdom practically, come to Jeru Salem for that there. So we
Count on that extra swag quite dearly!
What? You thought the Pharisee just not like that one cause him
Such a poplar religious leader? Them mad cause he cut into their
Now, I gots to tell you, my Captain, a feller name Pulchius, was quite a swell feller. He remind me of that guy in big movie Gone with Wind name of Red Butler. 6. Red always kinda scounderel type guy but somehow always know everything going on and doing perty good when the chips is down and all. Pulchius not as good looking as that there movie guy but many similarities thereto. (Him always like take me along for rough stuff cause Me was so
Much taller than all others and look kinda scary and all. We like
To drink and run around in the Tavernas and what nots …genrlly
Soldier type stuff.)
Anyways, Pulchius come in the barracks and say “suit up boys”
Gonna get us a little payback tonight. Him explain how him has
Been tipped off where this troublemaker Joshua Ben Joseph is camping and we can locates him that very night. (All us was pretty mad as we had COUNTED on that swag from the temple). So we
Load on the armor, get our spears and swords and a gang of us head over to “Garden of Gethesemane” what ain’t no kinda garden
Anyways. 7. It just a hillside where all the poor pilgrims come in for
Passover camp out if thems not go relations in the city to put them up or can’t afford the exorbant rates in the Inns. (what we got a kick back from too…as well as the boosted Tavern trade).
So we marches over there to the Garden and Pulchius say “Hold up”. He raise hand when we get to certain spot. Then this one pilgrim we see go over and give big KISS to this here one.
 And Pulchius say “That’s it”. We go in to seize the one what got kissed.
We expecting a big fight from this one here as him so fierce and all
In the Temple and reportedly him no fan of Rome or Romans. Some of us draw our swords (not me) but this Joshua him just surrender. Very quiet he is.
Me think, “you poor nitwit, you not knows we gonna barbecue you”. But, we leads him off. Now all his friends goes to wailing and gnashing teeth. “not him” they say “Don’t take our Master!”
And they toss around considerable but Pulchius turn and give them a dead on look like he so good at and it freeze them there right UP!
Off we go with Joshua and toss him in the clink back at HQ.
Pulchius done sent a couple guards off to loot wine jugs from some
Pilgrims what is camping there which we also take back and so, that night we have us a merry time in the barracks. (Pulchius figgered they owe us since we lost out on the temple trade.)
Next morning, Pulchius wake me up. (Knocking on my head..which was plenty throbbing from copius wine me drink). He detail me and another guard what name me can’t recall today but what everybody call “the EAR” because him not have his left ear. It got cut off or chewed off in a fight we had sometime ago with some Syrian bandits.8.
So me, Pulchius and the Ear are taking this prisoner off to see
The Governor. On the way this here Joshua him not say very much. Me surprised he ask how we are doing. Him actuerlly very pleasant and me can tell right off a cut or two above the typical pilgrim what we usually knock around. In daylight and looking close up can tell him an outdoor kinda fella with strong arms and
Hands. Regular size. Even featured face but him have a way abouts him what is ever so slightly different. Me cannot say to this
Day what it was. He cooperate with us and you can tell him not at all interested in fighting us or giving us a hard way to go.
So we take him up to see ole Pontius Pilate (who was govnur as
Me mention before.) This here Pilate was a spindly little rat face guy. Just the sort to make it to a guvnor spot under Caligular. 9. (what was a total freak by todays standards and look like a balding Mick Jagger …to toss in a contempary reference). 10.
Me not too interested in court procedures and all but we stand around wait’s a long time while Pilate take his own sweet time. In come the Jew Pharissee what run the temple finally. They start to Jibber Jabber about all this bidness about how this one Joshua call himself “King” and “offend God” and how him, taken all around, just ain’t the sort of Good Jew what we wants to have coming in on Passover and ask Pilate to get rid of him. ‘Hang him High!” they demand. Pilate say, “Bring the prisoner here”. So, me and the Ear trot him up to the little throne what Pilate got set up.
Pilate start asking this one questions. “What’s your name?” “Where you from?” “Did you say this …do that?” All that sort of stuff they asks you in Court ever where in the world throughout the ages. 11.  But now, Joshua, after a few questions he get silent. Him answer these questions in quiet voice. Not disrespectful…just quiet and his answers don’t make sense. You can see Ole Pilate, him not know what to do. Still, in the end, it pretty obvious that
Nobody can make a case against him. Nobody actually mention the actual crime what of defouling all the traders at the temple and
Messing up the action with the pilgrims. (That probly lead to areas them Pharissee just as soon not let get out in public …they had people like Mike Hutt around in them days too! 12.)
So Pilate finally render judgment and say…”This not a matter of Roman law! This is a matter for local jurisdiction. Take him to
The court of King Herod !”
Well you should a seen them Pharissee. They look like the
Sand all done gone out of ‘em. See, Herod was a wicked and crazy old bastard who was just about as likely to string them up for
Bothering him on the weekend as to hang this pilgrim! But, anyways they got no choice now…so off we march to Herod!
They never put this in the big Book which tell the official story of this…but the fact is when we get over to Herods he already start in drinking and was all drunked up with a load on. Well, the Pharissee start in nattering about, ‘coming back at a more convenient time’ and all that there kinda weasely talk. But Pulchius, him not the kind of guy what is going to waste any more time on this sort of thing than absolutely necessary. He wants to get the job done and get back to the barracks. (Me think he had a date that night with a gal what he’d spotted come in from one of the little villages out in the hills.)
Now apparently the word had done got out that we was traipsing this Joshua all over JeruSalem trying to get some officeral to hang him. So when Pulchius start in telling the King what all big allegations against him were…all the sudden, up pops some voices protesting! There at the court is a handful of Joshua’s supporters from the day/night before. They is squawking! I cain’t make head nor tale out of their protests …neither can the Ear.
King Herod hold up his hand. Orders the chief Pharisee priest to
“Spill it!” So out again come all these claims about claiming he’s king, saying this and that what was apparently against some high
And mighty rules them Pharisees done had. Herod listen to this
Here for a little while. You can see he’s bored.
Then, this one little priest step out, weasel looking little fellow. Him say, “My Lord, he does MAGIC”. Herods eye lights up. “Explain yourself!”
“My Lord, he claims to heal the sick… cast out evil spirits
…he even claims to raise the dead” (and here some in the room starts to snicker).
“But don’t take MY word for it” says the weasel, “ask his
Own followers who have taken the time to come here for his sake”
So Herod turn to look at these here who have suddenly fallen
Silent. “What about” Herod bellows. “Does he heal the sick?”
 They is all quiet as can be. Nobody says a word.
“Hang him!” says Herod. 13.
Now I am glad to say that I was not one of them what had the rotten task of crucifying this one. After going back to Pilate who endorsed the ruling of the local king I ask Pulchius if he let me off duty. Him know I got no taste for exercutions anyway and I had done start to like this feller and see how rotten he was treated by all. But, sad to say, in my three thousand year I have to say that Such goings on is not too uncommon. But, I found I don’t have to Be involved in such ..at least most of the time.
But Pulchius laugh at me too. Him say, “Ok big guy but if you Get out of this your gonna have to pull graveyard shift”
“What you mean” says I.
“I mean somebody has to guard the corpse of this poor pilgrim after he’s dead. They don’t want nobody stealing his
Body and claiming he ‘magically’ arose and the like. I am putting
You and the Ear on guard duty…at Midnight!”
Well…that was a low blow indeed as me HATE working 3rd shift as all know very very well.
Has thou ever done 3rd shift Security Guard Duty? It a very boring job. 14. First off…there not many whats is up and about at midnights. And, one can do pretty well from 12 to about 3 am. But, peoples, let me tell you when it get to be 4 am the night gets Very very still. It a very weird time of day. And maybe its cause you is spose to be sleeping…or maybe its when all the night creatures start to settle down and is quiet and BEFORE the day Creatures start to stir but the world is very strange at that time of The morning. Now imagines you in a Graveyard when all this happening Guarding a dad blasted grave! Me can tell you it a spooky thing and me nots recommend it. Me and the Ear work it like this. First, I stand at grave and him walk the perimeter. Then him stand at grave and me walk the perimeter. And so on. All night long. Sometime we take a little break and stand and talk but, we is Roman Soldiers and there a set way to do things. Fail to do them and you gets no MERCY from Centurion what lead the Cohort.
Not even Pulchius can step in and save your hide. So me an Ear is diligent.
Now the grave what we is guarding is down in this little culvert
What have a large stone what has done been rolled over in front of it. The grave belong to this rich guy what was a follower of the dead pilgrim preacher. 15. As a matter of fact, me and the Ear had Helped put that dad blast stone in place and it not going nowhere
..or so we thinks. Now on the third day, me come back from walking the perimeter and the Ear, him all excited.
“What the matter Ear?” I say.
Him say “I don’t know. But something happened down
At the grave.” “What” says I. But him not able to say what happen. We go down the culvert and look at the grave. The dad blast stone is moved! I canst believe my eyes. “Who come down here Ear?” Him protest that NOBODY done got by him.
“You musta falls asleep Ear!” me bellows. Me mad…and really annoyed because we gots the simplest mission Pulchius done give out and we blew it!
We poke around a little bit but can’t see nothing since it
Still dark and all. But can see the body of the pilgrim is done gone.
Me can’t figgers it out. We sits there and trys to figger this here out for abouts an hour. Then the sunlight dawn start to come on
And now we starts to talk about what the Centurion gonna do to us
For punishment. We is discussing this here when these three
Jewish gals come along. We know after they come and see
It’ll soon be all the news. So we figger we’d best just head back
To HQ and tell what happened. That’s what we did. That’s how I wind up getting horse whipped. (that a regular type punishment for a soldier what mess up in Roman army.) I’d seen it done many and many a time. 16. But it was one and only time it happen to me.
Notes on the text by Editor:
1. Goliath has mentioned many times that he served as an infantryman in Roman Legions.
Apparently, Under Julius Caesar he saw action throughout Gaul and during the civil war in the 10th and 20th Legions. Goliath’s training as a warrior would have made him skilled in the use of the pike and sword.
2. “Caligular” Gaius Julius Caesar Augustus Germanicus was the third Roman Emperor. (Augustus, Tiberious were his grandfather and uncle, respectively. He was nicknamed Caligula “Little Boot” due to his childhood affinity for dressing up as a Roman soldier. He was, or went mad as emperor. He was assassinated in 41 A.D.
3. Josephus. His most important works were The Jewish War (c. 75) and Antiquities of the Jews (c. 94).[4] The Jewish War recounts the Jewish revolt against Rome (66–70 A.D.)
The rebellion ended with the Jewish rebels being slaughtered and the city of Jerusalem being
devestated and the famed Temple destroyed.
4. “Jesus” is a transliteration, occurring in a number of languages and based on the Latin Iesus, of the Greek (Iesoûs), itself a Hellenisation of the Hebrew (Yehošua‘, Joshua)
5. OMG! “Oh my god!”
6. “Red Butler” Goliath is referring to “Rhett Butler” as portrayed by Clark Gable
7. Garden of Gethsemane. is a garden at the foot of the Mount of Olives in Jerusalem most famous as the place where Jesus and his disciples prayed the night before Jesus’ crucifixion.
8. “The Ear” According to the Gospel of Matthew a “slave of the high priest” had his
ear cut off when Jesus was captured. It is not clear if Goliath is referring to this ‘slave’
or not. In another gospel, Jesus heals the cut ear.
9. This is wrong. Pilate would have been appointed Governor under Caligula’s predecessor
Tiberius. While Tiberius’s court had become rotten by this time, his administration of the
Empire was considered quite good.
10. Mick Jagger. A contemporay musician and performer. Amongst his famous songs is
‘Sympathy for the Devil’ which includes these lyrics
“And I was ’round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate”
11. Courtrooms. It is speculated that the author has a legal background.
12. Mike Hutt Poster on CCC who goes by name Not Super But Honest Mike, or NSHBM.
He revels in delving into suspected corruption of local politics.
13. “Hang ‘em” In the Roman era, crucifixion in which the victim is hung on a cross
was a common means of execution of criminals.
14. Third shift security guard. It is speculated that the author actually worked as a
security guard for “Andy Frain” security services I Louisville Kentucky in the early
15. Joseph of Arimethea. He was a wealthy follower of Jesus.
16. Corporal punishment, including whipping or flogging was a common punishment
for Roman soldiers found guilty of dereliction of duty. Both Goliath and ‘the Ear’ would
have been punished severely for such an obvious breach of their duty to guard the tomb.


Drug Court Fiasco …. One simple case

Goliath learned that the Clark County Drug Court Nightmare continues…. Today,  a fellow came up in Circuit Court.  The State had moved to revoke him from drug court.  It means a likely life sentence. 

“A”  has been an addict since he was 14.  Today he is 63.  About 3 years ago he got caught selling drugs. From all appearances it was strictly to support his habit. (He certainly doesn’t have any swag or money.)  He was a typical addict for whom the drug court was designed.  Because the sale was within 1000 feet of a “protected” area (like a school, park or apartment building) the class of felony was bumped up to an A felony with 20 to 50 years in prison as the sentence.

Back in the summer of 2013,  “A” pleaded guilty to the charge under a 35 year plea agreement….but, with the proviso that he enter drug court.  That was a good deal if he could live up to it. It meant after a year or two…if he succeeded,  the case and the sentence would be dismissed.  But it didn’t work out that way.  By late fall of that same year he tested positive on a drug screen.  That earned him a 72 hour warning in jail.  Thereafter,  it was a series of weeks of compliance and sobriety interrupted by relapse and positive drug screens.  By March 13, 2014 “A” showed up for drug court and was found to be ‘in compliance’.

Then, something happened.  Two weeks later “A” didn’t show.  A warrant was issued. “A” was on the lam until Christmas 2014.  He was back in custody and the State gave up.  They filed the petition with the court to terminate him from the drug court and send him to prison under his 30 year plea agreement.

Now,  Goliath understands.  At some point you gotta draw a line….but think of it….unless something happens….this sad fellow is going away at age 63 quite likely for a 30 year sentence. Since he was sentenced under the old law,  “A” would have to serve 15 years of actual time before he might make parole.  He would be 78 years old…if he makes it.

To add to the irony, consider that if his crime had been committed today…it would probably be a level 4 felony. If convicted of that…the advisory sentence would be 9 years.  Imagine…instead of facing up to 50…he had faced only 9.  The truth is it would probably be handled as a level 3 and only a 6 year term.  3 years or so real time.

Look,  Goliath doesn’t know “A” and got nothing at stake in this case except what anyone else does. But it sure seems like we would all be better served if this obvious miscarriage of the justice of the Drug Court was avoided.  ….Somehow.