Yeah – it was a ridiculous dog and pony show. When it was all finally ended and they reached a verdict, at the *last possible moment* before my bail expired (whole jerkoff session took a year), I went in, stood infront of the judge, he basically said about 2 sentences, ending in.. “free to go.” I said, what? that’s it? What now? Do I need to sign something or print my thumbprint or .. anything?
Everyone just left the room. Nobody could tell me if I had do to anything else, or whether it actually meant NOT GUILTY as in no criminal record or guilty but no punishment or what. It was all done, and I was left there holding my cock, thinking.. what the fuck just happened.