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No one may contest that a contract existed Between my client and the respondent; This much is beyond debate, Nor did the plaintiff in any way compel This miller’s-daughter-cum-queen in any manner, Unless one contends that providing a vehicle To obtain all that she had ever desired Somehow equates to coercion. As to my learned colleague’s claim That the imposition of so-called usurious terms by my client Serves to render the agreement null and void, May I remind you that at no point in this affair Did the respondent decline to accept the quid pro quo; Indeed, she happily re-negotiated the terms of the very pact She now seeks to vacate! Ah, opposing counsel claims, *my client fulfilled the agreement In accordance with the law*. I must say, rather sadly, I find my distinguished friend’s definition of fulfillment Very odd, indeed, as if the employment of industrial espionage, Illegal trespass, surveillance methods of dubious legitimacy (All of which were undertaken To surreptitiously provide his client with such information To exercise the out-clause of the agreement) Is something the court should embrace As a matter of statute or accepted practice. Again, members of the jury, I know where your sympathies lie. All along , opposing counsel has implied We should celebrate his client’s pluckiness, Her cunning and initiative, Her stunning journey from rages to riches. My friends, I would argue this; There is, indeed, a moral to every story, Are our obligations and promises, at the end of the day, No more than the interview portion of some beauty pageant, Where long blonde hair and a winning smile Serve as just cause to blithely disregard those oaths? Are the most sacred of vows Less binding upon those whom Nature and the mirror Have favored more so than those among us Who are among the unattractive and underloved? Ladies and gentlemen, it is up to you To write the final chapter of our fable. I thank you for your service.
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 3:53 PM UTC
Rumplestiltskin's Lawyer Sums Up
No one may contest that a contract existed Between my client and the respondent; This much is beyond debate, Nor did the plaintiff in any way compel This miller’s-daughter-cum-queen in any manner, Unless one contends that providing a vehicle To obtain all that she had ever desired Somehow equates to coercion. As to my learned colleague’s claim That the imposition of so-called usurious terms by my client Serves to render the agreement null and void, May I remind you that at no point in this affair Did the respondent decline to accept the quid pro quo; Indeed, she happily re-negotiated the terms of the very pact She now seeks to vacate! Ah, opposing counsel claims, *my client fulfilled the agreement In accordance with the law*. I must say, rather sadly, I find my distinguished friend’s definition of fulfillment Very odd, indeed, as if the employment of industrial espionage, Illegal trespass, surveillance methods of dubious legitimacy (All of which were undertaken To surreptitiously provide his client with such information To exercise the out-clause of the agreement) Is something the court should embrace As a matter of statute or accepted practice. Again, members of the jury, I know where your sympathies lie. All along , opposing counsel has implied We should celebrate his client’s pluckiness, Her cunning and initiative, Her stunning journey from rages to riches. My friends, I would argue this; There is, indeed, a moral to every story, Are our obligations and promises, at the end of the day, No more than the interview portion of some beauty pageant, Where long blonde hair and a winning smile Serve as just cause to blithely disregard those oaths? Are the most sacred of vows Less binding upon those whom Nature and the mirror Have favored more so than those among us Who are among the unattractive and underloved? Ladies and gentlemen, it is up to you To write the final chapter of our fable. I thank you for your service.
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 3:53 PM UTC
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