Three Things I Think (Special Edition): Mr. Bigg- Trial Time
My undergraduate mentor, who is currently working as a County public defense lawyer in Macon, Georgia, would often send me and some of our mutual friends an e-mail of various trials and defendants he had to defend, beginning from his time in working Public Defense in Albany til now. Some of these stories-
1. Defending a Drug Dealer who used a stolen check to buy a Kilo of Cocaine from another Drug Dealer, who (of course) attempted to cash the check and was arrested on the spot.
Just let that sink in for a second.
2. Defending The Pizza Hut Killers, two men who set up a coordinated hit on another man because their GIRLFRIEND left them to date another man. Both men set up a scheme that would have had a “black man” taking the fall of the crime, with the Albany Police Department looking for a gun that was supposedly stolen. These dummies, however, decide to shoot up a Pizza Hut in BROAD Daylight with the murder weapon, then not bother to dump the gun, even after making the call to the APD that it was stolen.
Think on That for second.
3. Defending a drug dealer who attempted to snitch on another drug dealer who sold him 100,000$ worth of Oregano, Baking Soda, and other household ingredients. Rather than chalking up the money as a loss or getting revenge himself. the aggrieved Drug Dealer marched into the APD and told them his Sob story.
Unfortunately, this idiot was the 2nd most wanted Narcotics dealer in the area.
Think on That for a Second.
Now, him and I were talking last night and he mentioned that whenever he had to attend court, he would play this song, and he told me it was my fault! When I asked him why, he told me that his first actual defense trial was when he had to defend ME during College. I was accused of assaulting multiple students and a teacher (don’t ask) and “Dear Ol’ Morehouse” was attempting to have me expelled for conduct. I stayed pretty high during my college days, but apparently, whenever he came to visit me to review evidence and ask questions, I would be playing this song on REPEAT… for HOURS.
Needless to say, we won the case. Fuck Morehouse, tho, fucking skirts.
And I did beat them niggas up– ALL OF EM. FACT.
But I digress- the big homie brought this story up because he says he CANNOT prepare for trial anymore without listening to this song, because it was the song he won his first trial too. And although the above trials
are were literally impossible for him to win, he STILL listens to Mr. Biggs for inspiration.
So for all my Macon, Griffin, and “Cutthroat” Riverdale Goonies, if you run into Mr. Agis Bray, Esq. in your travels in the Georgia Legal System, bump this classic from the Dirty South Legend and tell him JihaD told you too.