"what are we coming to? what are we gonna do?"
why is it that i am sitting at my desk, drinking fucking starbucks coffee, writing sentences like this:
"Because defendant Ruiz used a night vision camera to gain visual access to a physical or sensory zone that would not otherwise have been open to him, there exists a triable issue of material fact as to whether Williams had a reasonable expectation of relative privacy, and the claim will survive a motion for summary judgment."
and maybe, just maybe, liking it?
god.
damn.
it.
"Because defendant Ruiz used a night vision camera to gain visual access to a physical or sensory zone that would not otherwise have been open to him, there exists a triable issue of material fact as to whether Williams had a reasonable expectation of relative privacy, and the claim will survive a motion for summary judgment."
and maybe, just maybe, liking it?
god.
damn.
it.