When I was first practicing law, I had a very unfortunate case where a young man was injured in a car wreck and had a traumatic brain injury. The parents had divorced many years before, and everyone was still tense. It was an awful situation all around.
The father wanted to discontinue life support immediately, The mother, whom I represented, wanted to wait a little while, basically hoping for a miracle. We contested the father's move to discontinue. I told the father's attorney that I felt he could not be the decision-maker, since he was the beneficiary of a small life insurance policy. This was met with a snide, "p-shaw" from the father's attorney.
She put her client up on the stand, and led him through some introductory questions. Then she got down to business:
"Mr. X," she said, in a syrupy sweet tone of voice, "I understand you are here today to ask the judge to discontinue life insurance ........ I mean, life support."
Friday, November 13, 2009
A Freudian Quip
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