Over the weekend I wrote a story about how defense attorneys attempt to turn their indigent clients into respectable-looking people for trial.
While writing the story, I remembered something about the Cody Bledsoe case I also wrote about recently.
Bledsoe, a prolific tagger, told the probation officer who prepared his presentence report that his new probation officer was probably going to have a hard time convincing him to give up a big portion of his wardrobe.
It seems Bledsoe is a huge fan of the hip hop band Insane Clown Posse, which is from Detroit. Bledsoe said the juggalos were his family.
Intrigued, I asked Chief Adult Probation Officer David Sanders if his department had a specific issue with the band. I also asked if there were any other specific rules about clothing.
Sanders told me there are no written rules about such.
He also sent me this in an email: “The officer told him to “bag up” the Insane Clown Posse clothing. The directive was issued in the form of the officer’s best advice, not under threat of any penalty. This happens frequently in an officer’s attempt to help probationers become employed and join the mainstream of society.”
We are not a gang we are a family. All this talk is total nonsense.