Wacko Jacko Digs his own Grave... again!

I usually don't really care about Jack Thompson or whatever crap happens to coming out of his pie hole this week. But this letter... wow, I mean really... just wow. He has seriously gone off the deep end with this one.

Dear Judge Friedman:

You had a fun day today doing what you do best: Holding forth about how much the Third District Court of Appeal admires you and calling me "two-faced." All in a day's work for you. It was hard to get a word in edgewise today, Your Honor, what with your calling yet another hearing that never happened and then summoning the "Sheriff's deputies" (we don't have a Sheriff in Miami-Dade County, but that's just a mere detail that a Judge can't be expected to know) to intimidate me into shutting up in your modern-day Star Chamber.

You summoned everyone to your feet today to announce you had filed a Bar complaint against me. Judge, get in line, baby. Take-Two's lawyers at Blank Rome were ahead of you on this. But feel honored. You're now part of a gathering that includes Howard Stern's lawyers and a gay rights lawyer who admits in court filings he does drugs illegally. I'm sure you're proud.

You went on at great length today, wasting everyone's time in your captive audience, professing your bewilderment about how I practice law. Here's a tip for you, Judge: I don't just practice law. I save lives from reckless jurists like you. I've sat with families whose loved ones are dead because of cowardly judges like you, whose family members were trained on violent video games to kill them. I have sat in jail cells with boys who killed people, trained to kill on murder simulators that you insist upon calling, even again today, "tapes that I reviewed." They're CD-ROM's, Judge, not that you would know or care. I serve those broken-hearted people, not arrogant tyrants like you.

In your little controlled world you can insulate yourself from all of this tragedy. You don't care about the body count out there, in Paducah, in Littleton, in Jonesboro, at Dawson College in Montreal, and even at Southwood Elementary School in Miami in which Michael Hernandez trained to kill on Take-Two's Grand Theft Auto game. You don't care about these broken hearts and shattered lives. You have your own ego to feed.

You smugly hold forth about the safety of a game that you lied about fully reviewing, that you promised to have a hearing on and did not, and that you greenlighted to be sold to ten-year-olds in America. Two national experts--one on the dangers of violent video games (Dr. David Walsh), and one in bullying (Dr. Barbara Coloroso) who have in the last few days warned Americans that Bully is indeed a Columbine simulation trainer. The head of all schools in Palm Beach County today warned parents about the game that you unleashed on their kids. But of course you know more about public school education than these life-time educators, right, Judge?

You don't care because you don't have a teen in a school as I do. You're in your cloistered office protected by people with guns enjoying the perks of feeding at the public trough, paid to call today what amounted to a press conference to crow about what a highly-regarded jurist you are. Here's a news flash, Judge: You're not as respected as you think you are by lawyers, because you have the touch of a blacksmith and the courtesy of a nightclub bouncer.

I am a lot of bad things, but I am not a liar. You are. You promised and ordered hearings that never occurred, and you even told the nation you reviewed a video game that you didn't even see but for 1% of it. You then came out before the cameras and pronounced the game perfectly safe. You're the kind of guy who would wave into an intersection a child to be run over by a semi.

I am looking forward to my judicial race against you, and win or lose, you are going to be exposed as the prevaricator and facilitator of violence and porn to kids that you are.

You will never agree to a debate in our race, because you can't control that situation. You won't have a "Sheriff" to shut me up. America is a great place where citizens get to cleanse the public dole of thugs like you. I'm looking forward to doing just that.

Regards, Jack Thompson