Justice isn't always fair
Sometimes Justic is Blind
Life isn’t fair. And, often, neither is justice
Two professional football players have been in the news in the past year. Plaxico Burress accidentally shot himself while in a New York nightclub. He was sentenced to two years in prison. In Florida, another player was convicted of drunk driving, during which a man was killed. He got out of jail after serving just 24 days.
I think we have the fairest system of justice in the world. But different judges and different juries can come up with far different views of appropriate punishment for crimes committed.
What you get for what you did is a matter of luck of the draw.
Civil cases can often, in my opinion, come up with verdicts and awards even more egregious than criminal cases. I’m talking about the outlandish amounts of money juries award. A few years ago there was a story about a motorcyclist who skidded on a county road, went down and was paralyzed. The jury thought the road should have been cleaned of rocks and debris, so we, the taxpayers, got stuck with paying an award of well over a million dollars. I believe when a person uses a public road they should do so at their own risk. We have hundreds of canyon and mountain roads. Winds and weather can leave debris on them at any time. It would be impossible to insure there are never any road hazards. Motorcyclists (and I am one) should recognize this and ride accordingly.
And, of course, everyone knows the story of the woman who spilled hot coffee on herself and sued the restaurant - and won! Stories like this, unfortunately, are all too common. Our society no longer seems to accept the concept of each of us being responsible for our own actions. We always have to find someone or something to blame.
Take the cases of people awarded millions of dollars - sometimes many millions of dollars - because they smoked cigarettes for many years and then sued the tobacco companies. Ultra liberal juries - and judges - think the companies should pay, but what about the warnings that smoking could be hazardous to your health that have been on every package of cigarettes for over forty years? If these smokers ignored the warnings, are they not culpable?
And who pays? In the case of the tobacco companies, it is the shareholders. People who have worked hard and invested their money now must pay an outrageous amount to someone who may be deserving of far less - or even none. And, in the cases of lawsuits against government agencies, we taxpayers get stuck for the generosity of liberal jurors.
To update this hub, yesterday, October 4, 2011, there were two stories on adjoining pages in the Daily News (San Fernando Valley) that illustrate my point. The first was about a jury awarding a man $48.1 million because Motrin had caused him to get a "rare severe skin disorder". The second story was about a man who admitted his role in murdering five teenagers by luring them into an abandoned house in Newark and setting the house on fire. His punisnment? Ten years, but he only has to serve 20% before being eligible for parole! Is it just me, or has the world gone completely insane?
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If you enjoy nostalgia, and if you are interested in motorcycles, you might like my book, OVER THE HANDLEBARS. It is a collection of short stories and articles most of which were first published in motorcycle magazines in the 1960s. It is available from Amazon.com. I also have written two other books about motorcycling available from Amazon.com. You can read all 3 of them on your computer for just $2.99 each. Go to motorcyclenostalgia.com.
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