ack with a quirky story in regards to the Neptune-on-the-midheaven hologram me, I posted about this morning…
With Mars conjunct Mercury in the 9th house, I go to court quite a bit and I always have. I initiated a lawsuit against my boss when I was 17 years old and was sued myself (for the first time) when I was 19. I represented myself back then, I always do.
This is not to say I would not hire an attorney. I would love to hire an attorney to do this work for me but every time I try, I find they are either not as smart as I am, not as motivated or just that the time it would take to get them up to speed around a complex situation – well it just always becomes obvious I’d be best off to handle the situation myself. This, in spite of the old adage, “Anyone who represents themselves in court has a fool for an attorney” and so far, so good.
In whatever case, a couple years ago I told a story about gal who got me good. She ran around in advance of my introduction to a large group of people, informing one and all that I was an alcoholic. That’s right. I was tagged as a hard-core drinker when on average I had about one drink of month.
This was ridiculously effective mostly because I had no idea it had happened. This meant I walked into a room assuming I’d be seen as credible when in fact I walked into a room and people thought, “Here comes the drunk.” It’s funny, isn’t it? It’s Neptune on the Midheaven – I am drunk in public, unbeknownst to me.
So back to court, I spend a lot of time there and the place is full of holograms. There is one attorney (youngish) that dresses like Matlock, circa 1988 and I just die listening to his stylized speech, 80% bullshit. I’m not kidding you, it is all I can do to keep a straight face but here’s what I wanted to say:
One of the gals involved was talking to me one day and I was blinded, stuck deaf and dumb by the stench of skunk weed that surrounded her. Now, I have a poker face and from what I understand it is top notch but it was all I could do not to bust out laughing, or to say something. She was sitting there pontificating, see? This shit is surreal but anyway, it occurred to me as I was walking this morning, I might mention this to the judge.
I mean I COULD mention this to the judge. I could explain how it is hard it is for me to take people who smell like skunk weed serious. I COULD ask the judge for assistance or advice in this regard and if I did… well jaws would drop which would not be the first time, but here is my point:
If you believe your own hologram (in this case that this gal is competent to stand up as authority in a courtroom), there is always a risk someone like me, someone like the Harper Valley PTA lady shows up and if that happens, you’re toast.
Enjoy, Jeanie.. 🙂