Citation Needed - Animals on Trial
Episode Date: April 3, 2024In legal history, an animal trial was the criminal trial of a non-human animal. Such trials are recorded as having taken place in Europe from the thirteenth century until the eighteenth. In m...odern times, it is considered in most criminal justice systems that non-human animals lack moral agency and so cannot be held culpable for an act.
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I'm Noah.
I'm going to be presiding over this court today and to do it properly I'm gonna need my officers of the court first up the prosecutor and the defense attorney at least whenever I've played board games with
them he
I'll allow it. Yeah, I keep us from going to jail by sleeping sometimes
And also joining us tonight two men who are so obviously the bailiff in the court reporter that I feel like I'm not even doing
My job here Tom and Cecil
Okay, I just want the handcuffs and that baton don't ask a lot of questions
I just want that I like basketball
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And with that out of the way, tell us Heath, what person, place, thing, concept, phenomenon
or event will we be talking about today?
We're going to be talking about animals on trial. Sure. Okay. So what are those? We did that?
We did that. We have a long, insane history of doing that. Lots of examples are from centuries ago
when religious lunatics in medieval times would bring evil animals to ecclesiastical court.
But we also have some relatively recent examples when religious lunatics in modern times had
very real trials in court for non-humans.
And the history of animals on trial also includes a dog who stood trial for cat murder in
1921 you know the Floridian dogs just laughing at the world
Then your ground in the Sunshine State bitches, right?
Canine stand your ground provision is just called stay but yeah
So before we divide the panel and the audience into a very serious blood feud between cat people and dog people, I'll give you some of the earlier examples of animals who stood
trial for their crimes.
And in order to ease us into the topic, I'll start us off with bugs.
I feel like alienating bug people is alienating the wrong people here.
Yes, yes.
Okay, if anyone listening is like, no, I love my tarantula. No you don't.
No you don't. Yes he does.
Yes he fucking does.
And we know that you're a serial killer. No you don't.
Stay tuned for the end of the episode. You can mail
Heath tarantula. Yeah, I was going to say.
You can mail him a bucket of tarantula.
I think they're super cute and it's, aww man,
tell me about the tricks they do. I believe you
and I love you and I'm on your side.
Cuddle. I believe you cudd I believe you cover person who has access to an illegal pet I am
Wake up with a fucking death's head moth in your mouth
Tarantulas chopped off head next to me in bed
You'd hate that see you're gonna you're trying to do a bit, but that's so scary.
It is scary.
So I love them too.
The history of prosecuting bugs.
It goes back as early as the ninth century.
This includes a proclamation by Pope Stephen VI that exiled a problematic swarm of bugs
and included spraying a pesticide of holy water all around the outskirts
of Rome.
No.
In one case, it was ruled that bugs were not technically part of Noah's Ark and therefore
they don't have the same rights as official Ark animals.
What?
I love this.
That's a real thing.
This is the best thing ever.
And in general, trials of bugs would end with a bug population being told in writing.
No!
Seriously in writing.
No!
That it must cease and desist and must leave a given jurisdiction by a certain day and
a certain exact time of day.
Oh, you're still hanging out at 1130, but this is as almost fucking known.
Okay, that's like the ninth least silly thing today's Pope could do so like I guess
But okay, so but by excluding bugs from the ark
They're kind of admitting that the biblical daily's wasn't so bad that roaches couldn't think their way through it
I did she seems like an odd
All right. So the craziest example of a bug trial that I found happened in France in 1545.
Vineyards in the town of St. Julian were getting their crops ruined by weevils and they demanded
action, legal action. In response, local authorities made a proclamation asking for mass public prayer
to atone for whatever sins were causing the infestation, hoping that God would make the
weevils go away. And it worked. No, it didn't at all. But the weevils left at some point
later in the time dimension, so they thought it worked. Or maybe French sins just take
extra long to pray away.
We don't have pretty bad sins.
Weevils sound like the cutest little bit of evil
you ever did see, don't they?
They do.
No evil.
So the praying magic lasted more than 40 years.
No, it didn't.
But then the Weevils came back
and the town had no other choice than to prosecute.
The trial started in 1587.
No other choice.
None other.
So they did a trial starting in 1587 and the Weevils were assigned a public defender.
And Juan Filioll.
Oh, proud moment for the Filiole family.
I'm sure right there.
Sure was.
Thanks for paying for my education.
Guess what I'm doing with it.
So Antoine Filiole argued that his clients were obviously put here by God and the divine
creator of the universe would never create
a population without providing sustenance for that population to survive. It was just
bad luck that the sustenance provided by God was in fact the local cash crop. This was
a really great argument. It's hard to represent a swarm of bugs because they all think they're sovereign cicadasons.
Please don't interrupt.
That joke deserves crickets.
That joke deserves crickets.
I'm just glad the bugs got a public defender or this whole thing would have felt silly.
So here's how the prosecution made its case. The district attorney claimed that a town of settled human beings clearly has official
spiritual dominion over the nomadic hoard of bugs.
According to author Edward Payson Evans, in his seminal work on the subject, seriously
it is, it's called the criminal prosecution and capital punishment of animals
VA made the following argument quote
Although the animals were created before man
They were intended to be subordinate to him and subservient to his use and that this was indeed
The reason of their prior creation and. This was also a very good argument.
So tricky.
And this trial is heating up folks.
The defenses come out swinging.
The Weevils have wobbled, but they won't fall down.
So as a result of the legal and spiritual impasse,
the town of St. Julian had to find a compromise.
They decided to provide a dedicated piece of land
where the Weevils would be allowed to freely congregate.
Of course, any Weevil venturing outside of that zone
would get in big trouble.
This would appease both the grape farmers
and the God of the universe.
I feel like this was gonna be the colonizing answer
to a lot of questions in the coming
years.
We should also probably acknowledge that this is also the inevitable silliness of Christianity,
right?
Because if the Christian worldview is correct, let's see how this plays out would always
be the right answer.
So even fucking bug spray should be as seen as an affront to God's divine plan.
Okay, don't worry. The town wasn't going to be stupid about granting the Weevil sanctuary.
They did it responsibly. The large piece of land came with an official easement. The humans
of the town reserved the right to pass through the Weevil sanctuary, quote, without prejudice
to the pasture of the said animals.
They also reserved water rights with the use of the natural springs
to be made available to human beings in perpetuity.
OK, if the weevils hit oil and end up being right wing super packed owners, so much is about to make sense to me.
So the town made the offer of land hoping to reach a settlement with the Weevils.
But their attorney, Mr. Filial, could not in good conscience accept that deal.
Of course, he's required to zealously advocate for the Weevils and the tract of land being
offered was, you know, kind of shitty.
In particular, it didn't have enough grapes or other food for his clients.
So he demanded a better piece of corn.
The prosecution responded by explaining how the original offer was pretty great,
considering, you know, your clients are fucking bugs.
And they noted that the designated sanctuary is, quote,
full of trees and shrubs of diverse kinds
One of the wheels is like who the fuck are you Aaron Brockovich take the settlement man come on
Not to sidebar us for too long
But Aaron Brockovich is a weird movie right like the lawyer against a corporate war crime was kind of hot
So we made the whole movie about her, about that
instead. That's like if Oppenheimer had been about how meaty his hog was, right? In retrospect,
it's a real doozy that.
So Oppenheimer. Yeah. So the dispute over a reasonable sanctuary for Wittgenfels led
to break down a negotiation for a settlement and the court had to make a ruling.
This happened eight months after the trial began. This is an eight month trial. Jesus Christ. But sadly, the official decision is lost in history.
And that's because the last page of the court record was literally destroyed by bugs.
That's amazing.
That's genuinely amazing.
But based on historical precedent, the Weevils were likely told to either accept the provided
sanctuary or leave town by a certain deadline, lest they be declared anathema by the church.
That's the non-human version of being excommunicated.
So really bad news if you're a bug.
Yeah, but I feel like if you have to have a way to excommunicate bugs, maybe your church
has lost the plot.
I want to know how many times during these eight months of negotiations, the other guys
just turned to Filial and went, come on.
A lot of that in French.
And that brings us to another animal trial from 16th century France.
This time the defendants were a group of rats.
The alleged perpetrators had, quote, feloniously eaten up and wantonly destroyed
the barley crops in the province of Otin. And once again, there was a public defender to represent
the accused. This time it was a renowned attorney named Bartholomew de Chassanet, who had extensive
experience in this particular field of jurisprudence of
animal jurisprudence.
He'd already defended insects and pigs in the past.
For the rats,
he attempted to derail the trial by making pleas to get adjournments in his first plea.
He claimed his clients were too old and too sick to attend the trial.
That plea succeeded and he got a really long time out.
All right.
Well, let's see what a lifespan in the wild of about one year.
I'll just need a few continuances and Mr and Mrs.
Plague rat.
You'll be free to live out your probably about a day or so.
Wait, sorry.
Were the fucking weevils in the courts in the last one?
So, eventually the trial continued after...
Walks down the aisle, opens a tiny little briefcase.
Half chewed page comes out.
So eventually the trial continued after the prosecutors made some counter motions.
And that's when Mr. de Chasson a argued that his clients would love to appear at trial
and defend themselves.
But they just couldn't safely get to the courthouse.
They feared for their lives because of all the local cats.
And according to Evans, the public defender claimed the rats should be excused, quote,
on the ground of the length and difficulty of the journey and the serious perils which attended it,
owing to the unwearied vigilance of their mortal enemies, the cats,
who watched all their movements and, with fel intent, lay in wait for them at every corner and passage."
He demanded that everyone in the town keep their cats inside for the duration of the trial,
but all the locals refused to do that, so the case was decided.
Shut up!
Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah.
Fuck yeah.
A medieval Jerry triumphs
over Tom classic first
episode.
So the fact that these are
literally the same arguments used to
shield Cardinal Pell should at least
tell us something.
Right.
All right. That brings us
to the trial of a rooster who was actually not a rooster. In 1474, the people of Basel, Switzerland became convinced that an area cockerel, or
young rooster, was guilty of laying an egg.
Just to be clear, a rooster is a male chicken. Nonetheless, local authorities
put the cockerel on trial for the, quote, heinous and unnatural crime of laying an egg.
Ron DeSantis is listening.
There was also deep suspicion that the egg was actually spawned by Satan, the Prince
of Darkness, and contained a cockatrice,
a mythical dragon with the head of a rooster. Sadly, the defendant was unable to convince the
jury that she was clearly a fucking hen and she was sentenced to death by fire.
Jesus!
On the day of the public immolation, the executioner said that he found three more eggs
inside the offender so
Dragon crisis subverted they killed the cockerel slightly because those three eggs fell into the fire where denarius targaryen found them
And then you know what happens. I just say the origin story for the church's chicken franchise
All right, we have
Pig trials in one example from medieval Europe a pig was hanged for
sacrilegiously eating a
consecrated wafer. In another example, a pig ate a human child and got in extra trouble beyond just the murder
part because that happened on a Friday.
Seriously, apparently the church had, I don't know, some kind of like reverse length concept
in their heads and the day of the week was highlighted by the prosecution as an aggravating circumstance.
That argument was accepted by the court and it led to a more severe version of being executed.
On the day of the execution, the offending pig was paraded through town wearing human
clothing. Why? Why? Why human clothing? Were
they worried the victim wasn't cute enough already? So aggravating circumstances man. Another pig trial happened at a French monastery near the end of the 14th century.
A herd of pigs got tired of hiding their atheism, so they attacked and killed a monk.
Really it was only three of the pigs that actually did the murdering,
but the entire herd got put on trial. According to court documents,
the onlooking pigs were considered to be complicit in the crime
as evidenced by their quote cries and aggressive
actions that showed they approved of the assault.
End quote.
Fucking get him, Larry!
I mean, I mean, oink!
Oink!
Yes.
So, following the indictment, the head of the monastery got worried about the economic
repercussions of losing his entire herd of pigs, and he wrote a letter to the Duke of
Burgundy pleading for a pardon
of the pigs who were just watching.
Of course, he was cool with a full prosecution of the main perpetrators.
In response, the Duke refused to absolve the onlookers but agreed to have their punishment
remitted and let them be released after the verdict.
The trial ended with all the pigs being sentenced to death by hanging or burning, but only the
main three assailants were actually executed.
Okay, I'm just saying hosting a barbecue had a lot of extra steps back to death.
Right?
All right.
So that brings us to the trial of a sailor in the French Navy who was also a monkey.
Disclaimer, this one is based entirely on local legend and of course that which is true in Eli
Bosnik's heart. Nice. So, so during the Napoleonic Wars, the early 1800s, a French boat was wrecked
off the coast of Hartlepool, England. The only survivor of that wreck was
a monkey who washed ashore and the monkey was dressed in a tiny little version of a
French Navy. So naturally the locals decided to hold a fucking trial. During the trial,
the monkey was unable to answer any of the very simple questions during that trial. And since the people of Hartley Pool had never seen a monkey nor a Frenchman before, they
concluded that the monkey must be a French spy and the monkey was sentenced to death
by hanging.
So the monkey trial, obviously stupid, but in fairness, not as stupid as finding scopes guilty of teaching
evolution in science class.
Either way, the people of Hartlepool are known as Hartlepudlians or Monkey Hangers.
Local rugby union, they're known as the Rovers or the Monkey Hangers and their local football
club has a mascot named hangus
2002 a guy named Stuart Drummond ran for mayor while constantly in costume as
Jesus Christ
Yes, he fucking feels a it. Sure the fuck did. And he went on to be re-elected in 2005 and 2009.
And the town even has a jaunty song about that one time they all got drunk and hanged
a French monkey's ass.
It's pretty great.
All right, well, it looks like two centuries of auditioning for a spot on Citation Needed
finally paid off for the Hartley Poodleians, so we're gonna give them a moment to celebrate and we're gonna give you a little apropos of nothing.
Your honor, my clients, rats would love to testify, but I am afraid their whiskers are
terribly uncurled.
I see.
Prosecution?
If it pleases the court, it's not the curl of a rat's whisker that pleases him, but the
length, I would argue.
Excuse me?
Sir, please, we're trying to have a trial here. Really?
So rude. So right, right. Look, this is very
Cute or whatever, but I also have a trial today and I was wondering if we could sort of like move it along
Sir, you shall have your trial and be accorded the full justice of the law
Your trial and be accorded the full justice of the law
Huh? Huh? It's just getting towards the end of the day kind of waiting in jail when I'm not being tried
So I was thinking sir. I could sir sir. I
Would no sooner thrust aside the accused in this case than I would your own trial So please I ask you time, control yourself. Yeah. Okay. Sorry. Sorry.
Now where were we? Ah yes, bail motions.
Yes, your honor. We're afraid the defendant may cheese it given the opportunity.
It's just that I didn't kill that guy.
Sir, I will not tell you again.
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All right that brings us the story of Dormy, an Airedale Terrier who stood trial in San
Francisco California for cat murder in the year of our Lord 1921. Oh my God.
Dormy was charged with 14 counts of felicide, including the alleged murder of an eight-year-old
cat named Sunbeam and her three kittens.
According to local laws at the time, in the event of any aggressive behavior by a dog,
both the human and the dog reliable. The human Eaton McMillan was facing a misdemeanor and a fine.
And Dormie, the dog, was facing the literal death penalty.
Keith, I'm going to tell you what I tell you on D&D minus.
If you're going to kill the dog, you're going to really have to make this work.
OK, or or fuck that murderous canine cat's ruled dog's drool.
Alleged until proven
Otherwise, we'll get to it. So it all started when mr. McMillan's neighbors the Ingalls family filed a complaint after their cats were killed
They claimed that Dormy had rampaged into their yard
Confronted Sunbeam and instigated a fight that led to four deaths
Defronted Sunbeam and instigated a fight that led to four deaths
Macmillan responded to the complaint by arguing that Dormy had a license and that gave him the right to roam the general area
Because dogs don't you know recognize the human concept of land ownership and borders any
Trespassing claims were ridiculous and the cats were unlicensed. So whatever that means, he also argued
that he never instructed Dormie to attack
so it doesn't fucking count.
Also, the cats obviously started it.
Also, get good at fighting.
Okay.
So after hearing the two sides,
local authorities issued a fine for McMillan
and ordered Dormie to be euthanized.
Rather than accept that punishment, McMillan hired a defense attorney and they insisted
on a jury trial.
Oh, please tell me it was a jury of his peers.
Please.
There's no rule that says, yeah.
Man that trial was going to be rough. So San Francisco court system had, well,
no idea how anything works in the universe.
And they agreed to grant a criminal trial for a dog with 12
human beings as the extremely illegal jury of non-Pierce.
Ah, damn it to hell.
And immediately newspapers all over the country started covering this absurd story.
The Stockton Daily Evening Record interviewed defense attorney James Brennan, who told them,
quote, the ordinance under which this case is brought is ridiculous.
We expect not only to save Dormie, but to attack this law. And we will protest against women on the jury
as they women are notorious cat fanciers.
Oh really?
End quote.
And your number nine, it says here that you are,
well, a woman, a fact somewhat contradicted
by your wearing of trouser pants in court today.
It's. Yeah. somewhat contradicted by your wearing of trouser pants in court today.
Now if it pleases the court, the juror will reveal her vagina or excuse herself from service in the serious matter of dog b-cap. I've been saying it for years, dogs are sexists.
Okay, I don't think Tom meant to do that, but that was like almost word for word a quote from like the actual case.
So before the trial even started, both James Brennan, the defense attorney, and prosecuting attorney John Orcutt made the whole thing as theatrical as possible.
Brennan started rallying local support, which included neighborhood kids who all loved Dormy because he was delightful,
and they started crowdfunding pennies from their piggy banks to help support the defense.
Meanwhile, Orcut told the press that two of the deceased alleged victims would be exhumed
in order to present the cat parties as forensic evidence.
Cool.
That sounds like a healthy bit of catharsis for all the parties involved. Wow. Alright I cannot help but notice the similarities between
the murder dogs defense funding strategy and Donald Trump's. They are a little similar. They start selling baseball
cards of the dog dressed as a cowboy. Also side note the trial of Dormie happened immediately after another high profile
criminal trial in San Francisco. That would be the first of three trials of Roscoe, Fatty,
Arbuckle, the famous actor of the time, who was charged with the rape and murder of Virginia
Rapp. That case ended in a mistrial followed by a second mistrial and
then a not guilty verdict in Arbuckle's third and final trial. Legal historians are somewhat
divided about that outcome, but he was so very clearly guilty if you just fucking think
about it with your eyes for five seconds. Regardless, media coverage of the Dormie trial
was heavily amplified with newspapers covering the Dormie case as a satire of the Arbuckle case.
Fatty Arbuckle, wouldn't that be a whimsical tale we could relate on our podcast, huh guys?
Okay, where's the button we use to kill the sketch?
Just a useful button sometimes. So after the story circulated in the media, dog
people and cat people started feuding back and forth in op-ed sections all
over the country. For example, Mrs. Frank R. De Castro, president of the San Francisco
Cat Club, wrote the following, quote, Sunbeam was cut off in her prime of cat hood. She
was but eight years old. The ordinary cat dies between eight and 12 years, but Persians live to be about 19.
Sick.
That's a lie.
They don't.
A Persian cat at the age of eight is peaceable and dignified.
She keeps her thoughts to herself and is happy when not interfered with."
Maybe she thinks about other cats from time to time, but that kind of thing isn't natural.
She puts those thoughts away.
I'm sorry, what the fuck is the cat club?
What is that?
I imagine a new member comes in, everybody scatters and hides behind the furniture for
a bit, and he slowly comes out to greet him.
So yeah, that was some very obvious lying by Mrs. DeCastro about
lifespan. And that's why Mr. AX, the courtier president of the Pacific Coast dog fanciers
association had no choice but to respond, writing, quote, we deny that Airedales individually
or as a breed have an intent to injure cats their
history is brimful of chivalrous acts towards weaker animals cats in particular
and quote but wait you're thinking was there a notable example of that sure the
fuck was maybe you've heard of the universally beloved President Warren G. Harding. Yeah, maybe, maybe heard of him.
According to Mr. Dick Hortia, President Harding
had an Aridale Terrier named Laddie Boy
and Laddie Boy's brother Rowdy famously befriended the cat
of United States District Attorney at the time,
John T. Williams befriended that cat.
He's going to tell us that being a dog is a dangerous job.
And he's about to tell us that.
13th most dangerous.
Can be.
So the trial began on December 21st, 1921, with Judge Lyle T.
Jax presiding.
The defense started with an emphatic plea of not guilty on behalf of Dormie, the beloved
neighborhood dog who was loved by all the children loved.
Brennan then spoke to the jury and introduced a very important concept called Irresistible
Impulse.
He argued that if Dormie was guilty, which clearly was not, But even if he was, that's because dogs have an irresistible impulse to attack cats and you can't prosecute impulsive behavior.
So from there it was the prosecution's turn. They didn't really need much of a
strategy. Orcut called several witnesses who insisted the Dormie had killed their
cats and they watched it. That included a neighbor named F.L. Stone who claimed that Dormie not only did one of the alleged murders but that Dormie
was also guilty of attempted murder of other cats. That's when Brennan objected saying,
you don't know what was in that dog's mind. And Mr. Stone responded by saying, yeah, but
Dormie chased my other cat into the wood pile.
And that's nothing.
So shadows of doubt began to arise.
And also what was the cat wearing when he chased it into the wood pile?
This is all you keep quoting from the case.
Another witness for the prosecution was Mrs.
L. Norris, who only made it worse for the case against Dorme by admitting to her own very literal attempted murder.
She said, quote, Dorme was a public nuisance.
He ran out and snapped at automobiles that passed.
We tried to run him over and we're sorry we did not.
But I wonder why he hated cars. And that brings us to the you're damn right I ordered the code red moment of the entire
case.
The key witness for the prosecution was Marjorie Ingalls, the neighbor who testified that she
personally witnessed the murder of Sunbeam and her other three cats by dorming.
Case closed, right?
Wrong.
Brennan was ready for this on cross examination.
This is my favorite part.
He brought in a parade of different dog breeds to create a canine lineup.
And he made Mrs.
Ingalls identify which one was Dormie.
She did not succeed.
Could have been just about any dog that did those murders.
That lawyer would go on to change their name to Saul Goodman.
Dormie walks out of the courtroom, his limp disappears slowly with every jaunty step.
From there we got the closing arguments. For the prosecution, Orcutt just said like,
come on, come on, this is ridiculous. And also ignore the murdery lady with the car.
I don't know why I called her not very effective from Orcutt,
but Brennan was still rolling.
He put the icing on the cake by adding the part that every dog person was already
thinking. He explained that dogs are famously loyal to humans and cats are,
quote, possessed of ingratitude.
Fuck that guy in the face.
Yes.
You really see, I'll go up and smush my dog as much as I want right now.
If you stand in the same room as your cats for too long,
they walk through your nightmares and give you a sex dream about a toaster.
You told me that.
You told me.
You think I can't smush peekaboo?
I'll fucking smush peekaboo right now.
I'll do it. I'll do itoo out fucking smoosh peekaboo right now
Right now he does it he loves it my cats like me more than your dog likes you stupid dog That's cuz they've seen all your past and future lives
Stupid dogs this big stupid face and his breathing problem
Dog is unethical
They like are irrelevant. That Eli's particular dog is unethical.
Misgenerate! Misgenerate!
Ejection. Thank you.
So the jury was out
for only 20 minutes
and they came back to
report a majority in favor
of acquittal for Dormie.
Yes! Dormie is
our OJ. Exactly.
No? What?
So... According to one source, they had seven people voting to acquit and five voting to
convict.
According to another source, it was 11 for acquittal and only one for conviction.
Either way, it was undecided and Brennan made a motion for dismissal that was granted by
the judge.
Dormie was set free.
And this set a very important legal precedent.
If a dog gets put on trial for a crime
in the human court system, prosecution needs to prove
that it was definitely that specific dog who did it.
The case also implied that cats without a license
have basically no rights at all.
So in the end, Normie went home and played
with all those many children who all very much loved him.
He would go on to lick many arms
for way too long for no reason
and push his face into small areas in delightful fashion
and do many, many zoomies.
Try kill a bunch of more cats too.
Like a murderer.
Yeah, right?
Play some golf as a murderer. Just slow speed chase in a Bronco. Yeah. Like a murderer. Yeah, right. Play some golf. There's a murderer. Slow speed chase
in a Bronco. Ridiculous. Write a book about if you did it. Right. All right, so if you had to
summarize- We still need to catch the dog who did it. Yeah. Right? It's, somebody's thought there.
So if you had to summarize what you've learned in one sentence, Heath, what would it be?
Dogs are the greatest of God's creations.
Also, Dorme definitely did some murdering.
Yeah, sure.
Yep.
All right.
Well, here you are failing the quiz before it even started.
Not the greatest.
And there are no creations of God.
Heath, you're, you're 0 in 1 going in.
You ready to do better?
Dogs are the greatest of God's creations.
I'll repeat it as we finish the essay.
Every song.
All right.
Interesting. There are many. of God's creations. I'll repeat it as we finish the essay. Every so often. Alright, interesting.
There are many-
Dogs?
Go ahead.
Alrighty, there are many unanswered questions about Dormy's trial.
What should we call our true crime podcast about the case?
A. Anatomy of a fur-er.
What?
What?
Anatomy of a murder? Murder. Why would it be a fur there. What? What mad at me for murder?
And yeah, why would you?
I would refer her further.
Yeah.
Do you want to take a gun?
No.
Who let the dogs out?
What?
See my favorite girder.
OK, come on.
You can't do that.
It's the same thing.
I had to.
I had to all the true glass. But listen to this last one. Listen to it. You'll know. Look at his D. Look at his little ears. Serial. What is happening? Because one word ended with an S and the other one started with an S.
It's pretty rough. It's a pun.
You're not used to that one.
It's a...
All right, see you still on Ready for the Quiz.
Do you have a question?
Sure.
Let's fire up the quiz.
So here we go.
So Keith, the dog's lawyer, only won because of the legal aid that was on the defense team.
What was the name of that future famous lawyer?
A. Thorough Good Boy Marshall.
B. Droopy Giuliani.
C. Johnny Cochran spaniel
Samuel Akito oh
Sonia Toto my or
Basanji hound Jackson
But I think my favorite is Sonja Toto.
Yeah, I'm sorry I'm trying to make you explain.
Correct.
Correct.
Sonja Toto-Major.
Excellent.
All right.
He's like, I used to worry that American politics and our court systems had fallen
into a nadir of unserious fools jabbering about and trolling each other with
nonsense while the world burns around us.
This essay has.
A. Weirdly helped.
B. Weirdly not helped.
C. Maybe all that is old is actually new again.
D. That definitely did not help.
No.
I don't know.
It's E all the above?
Is that even possible?
Yeah, okay.
Why not? Or no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Cecil, Tom, Eli and Heath, I'm no one thanking you for hanging out with us today.
We're going to be back next week.
And by then Eli will be an expert on something else between now and then.
You can hear more from Tom and Cecil on Cognitive Dissonance, the podcast, not the uncomfortable
mental state.
Or actually both, I guess.
And you can hear more from Heath, Eli and me on God awful movies.
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Which is why you'll see that my client is squeaky clean of this murder.
Okay, so you just do like, mouse puns for every case, huh?
Oh yeah, you know, it's kind of my thing.
Got it.
Good to know.
I'll just wait.
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