To the Editor:
Yes, Moldy Oatmeal/Gruel set aside, this emulates the New England Witch trials of the 17th Century. Chaos and hysteria ruled then. And now? It’s always power and money.
Self-professed leaders preparing to run “the event” by the seat of their pants.
“Order …. Order please….order in the court.”
Oh, but we were told this wasn’t a trial. Only the City wants it to be run like one.
And a public hearing? Well, sort of.
Remember the old Sinatra song, “I’ll do it my way.”
So please, City Attorney what does that mean? Is it that you wish to ply your craft from another life and show everyone present how proficient you are at “questioning” a defendant?
Remember the volunteer/resident you assumed guilty, even though, oh, yes, this isn’t a trial.
Do you think now that you’ve publicly shamed and ridiculed the volunteer Planning Board member enough so everyone assumes him guilty?
Guilty of what? Caring for Portsmouth?
A sad day for Portsmouth.
But, of course, in a grand jury it’s OK for a criminal attorney to try and throw everything including animal crackers at a defendant in an attempt to prove their guilt to a jury.
Oh, but you told us this isn’t a trial. Remember? Or is it.
Sadly, our City has set its eyes on the removal of a volunteer. Now the City intends to draw and quarter him tonight, this very Monday evening, in a very public spectacle.
In a Special Meeting at City Hall, this City will try to discredit a man and strip him of his good name simply because someone else, more powerful, believes it should be done.
Know this, City of Portsmouth, as sure as there are CSO’s in South Mill Pond this city will try to make a point Monday evening to all. Don’t draw outside the lines or doodle, Portsmouth. Intimidation – would that be a good word to use? Either way the outcome is simply called sad.
And who is the jury? Oh, this isn’t a trial remember? But if it were, who’s the jury?
Well, it’s not going on in Connecticut so that leaves out the Stepford Wives.
But I’ll give you a clue.
They meet somewhat consistently as a quorum at the Statey where they’d be happy to tell you about RSA 91A or to (I think) discuss gardening… no clue?
Is it a coincidence that they all serve the same resident volunteer that they’ll likely condemn for the same offence they’ve committed themselves?
Oh wait, they were coincidence …chance meetings – yeah right. Want to buy a bridge? Or a fish stick?
So, other then sad, I wonder what a sitting Judge would have to say about the current events unfolding in Portsmouth? Or a jury, for that matter? Or the Attorney General’s Office maybe…
What’s sad is the City’s process is intended to inflict pain, a hypothetical mortal wound to a volunteer who looks for the truth in this world to make it a better place.
Set fear by example? Rule by intimidation? I wonder.
Mr. James Hewitt, you don’t deserve this, sir.
Susan Paige Trace
Portsmouth
