What’s that tired old saw again? Something like “the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different outcome”?
Those who bothered to follow Andrew Devine’s video dribblings in the lead-up to John Paterson’s trial might recall that Devine kept attempting to foist himself onto Paterson’s psychiatric care team, and then his legal team, and pretty much anybody else who’d listen, claiming that he was “John’s power of attorney”.
For some unfathomable reason, nobody seemed to take this assertion terribly seriously. No idea why, especially as Devine actually waved a piece of paper with some scribbling on it, purported to have been signed by Paterson and everything!
And it wasn’t even written in crayon. This was some seriously official shit. [Didn’t he try that load of old cobblers with Carol Woods too?—Ed.]
In any case, poor Devine seemed utterly nonplussed and outraged that his attempts to insert himself into Paterson’s legal affairs kept being so cruelly rebuffed. [‘Ignored’ might be the word you’re searching for here—Ed.]
However, now that Paterson has pleaded guilty to two counts of stalking and one of malicious communications (no, I’m not tired of saying that yet), Devine has decided to muck about with somebody else’s legal affairs. Perhaps he was looking for a change of pace, who knows?
victim target: one Jean-Ann Robinson, better known to her Facebook friends as Teddy Dorey.
On Friday morning, Devine alerted his followers that he was on standby at Westminster Magistrates Court:
Suppressing thoughts along the lines of “oh ffs, now what?”, we investigated. Sure enough, Devine was trying to play “power of attorney” again.
“My name Andrew and I am the Power of attorney for Jean-Ann Robinson and require this Vitally Important information to be provide the Clerk of this Alleged Court Case”, eh? Bet the magistrates were duly impressed with that. Not to mention all those nullities and void ab initios and randomly placed colons.
Sure enough, an hour or so later, Devine grudgingly conceded the inevitable: “They are stopping me be her power of attorney!”
You don’t say.
But never mind, Jean-Ann/Teddy seems to have appreciated his efforts, futile though they were: “I know Maria he is AWESOME”.
No accounting for taste, but I’m sure it was a comfort to her to see a friendly face or two in the court.
Maria: “So he did get to talk then!!”
Ah, there you go, then. That’s your problem right there: he got to talk to the court.
Better luck…er, next time!