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A Liquid D'n'B mix I did for my mate Jim - also going to double up as a mixtape for any prospective promoters I wanna push up against in NYC.
My Sister Paid Progressive Insurance to Defend Her Killer In Court
Iâve been sending out some impertinent tweets about Progressive Insurance lately, but I havenât explained how they pissed me off. So I will do that here as succinctly as possible. Thereâs a general understanding that says, âinsurance companiesâ oh theyâre awful,â but since Progressive turned their shit hose on my late sister and my parents, Iâve learned some things that really surprised me.
Iâll try to cleave to the facts. On June 19, 2010, my sister was driving in Baltimore when her car was struck by another car and she was killed. The other driver had run a red light and hit my sister as she crossed the intersection on the green light.
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Today, in response to my blog post entitled âMy Sister Paid Progressive Insurance to Defend Her Killer In Court,â Progressive released a statement saying that  âProgressive did not serve as the attorney for the defendantâ in my sisterâs case. I am not a lawyer, but this is what I observed in the courtroom during my sisterâs trial:
At the beginning of the trial on Monday, August 6th, an attorney identified himself as Jeffrey R. Moffat and stated that he worked for Progressive Advanced Insurance Company. He then sat next to the defendant. During the trial, both in and out of the courtroom, he conferred with the defendant. He gave an opening statement to the jury, in which he proposed the idea that the defendant should not be found negligent in the case. He cross-examined the plaintiffâs witnesses. On direct examination, he questioned all of the defenseâs witnesses. He made objections on behalf of the defendant, and he was a party to the argument of all of the objections heard in the case. After all of the witnesses had been called, he stood before the jury and gave a closing argument, in which he argued that my sister was responsible for the accident that killed her, and that the jury should not decide that the defendant was negligent.Â
I am comfortable characterizing this as a legal defense.Â
I wrote about this case on my blog because I felt that, in the wake of my sisterâs death, Progressive had sought out ways to meet their strict legal obligation while still disrespecting my sisterâs memory and causing my family a world of hurt. Their statement disavowing their role in this case, a case in which their attorney stood before my sisterâs jury and argued on behalf of her killer, is simply infuriating.
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So this is a design site run by this lass I met out in New York, that friends with another lass that I know that makes these shoes. Yeah, I know, I got talented friends. Fucking get over it. It's some lovely stuff yo.
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I've been getting sick lately. Not just coughy, spluttery sick. Not just bunged in the head sick. That kind of 'On-your-back-for-a-few-days-at-a-time' sick. The last few months have been strained.
Someone once said to me, 'If you're gonna flip burgers, be the best burger flipper you can be. Never hate your job.' I'm not sure he ever worked in the Civil Service, but that's not really the point. I've hit a bump in the road. The bump's travelled up my body and put approximately a stone onto my waistline.
However, I'm now going to America. For a year. Exciting, you say? Why yes, yes it is. It's also incredibly terrifying. I wanted to go for the energy. However, the last few months have highlighted a small chink in my armour - loneliness.
So, when all the material delights of life are gone, what's left? Family. Friends. And you can't even take those with you to the grave. Many have tried. I'm sure that's the real reason why Hindu wives used to jump on the pyre. Purely because everyone else sucked.
However, in my darkest hour, surrounded by empty drawers and sodden tissues, Skype proffered unto me a dear friend. Talking my self pity and neuroses away is a good thing. And suddenly I'm reminded of the fantastic things the will be coming my way. Saturday night nom noms at Marlowe & Sons. Sick gigs at Williamsburg Musichall. And all my sexy NYC friends.
There are always people. There is always someone around the corner who wants to put a smile on your face. Go out there. Sure, get your teeth knocked in on a night out, but there's always an equally drunk douche to help you sweep 'em up and get you back on the L train...or the Northern Line...or whatever...
I had loads of stuff about MMOs, tumblr porn and vast swathes of crack babies. But it's all quite dour. Chin up. Elbows sharp. Melua compas to the jaw. It'll all be okay.