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When Your Lawyer Gets Disbarred
Time to find another shyster
I was just about to contact my lawyer to see how our suit against the state and or City of New York was going when I received an email informing me that he’s been disbarred. Hey! I knew my guy was a slimeball, but come on!
Now when I say “my lawyer,” I’m not referring to the flashy white-collar guys who billed me to the tune of 6 figures while helping me navigate the federal system of jurisprudence. It was my striped-jacket/checked-pants landlord-tenant lawyer-turned-civil rights attorney — a guy I hired to sue New York for falsely imprisoning me.
To make a long and boring story shorter and less sleep-inducing, here’s what happened:
Often, when a criminal gets prosecuted, he will be tag-teamed by more than one jurisdiction in the hopes that if he manages to slide in one, he’ll pay the piper in the other.
As such, I was charged federally and by the State of New York. The State wanted me to serve a year for my crimes. But when they found out the federal judge sentenced me to a year and a day, they relented and offered a deal: “Just plead guilty to a felony and we’ll give you concurrent time.”
Which translated for people who aren’t familiar with the pile-on means: “just give the DA his felony so he looks good and he…
