I was asked to step to the side and spread my arms out away from my body. One of the security officers took a black wand and waved it past my body from head to toe, front and back. It only sounded off in front of my belt buckle. I was cleared to continue on my way. Through the security check point I went, and on to the information desk, where I was told to head upstairs and talk with the bailiffs. Upon discussing with the bailiffs which court room would provide the most interesting cases, they informed me to try court room 201.
When asked why that particular room, the bailiff suggested that room H would one of the few rooms that hold out civil cases for the day, and it was to start shortly. As I entered court room 201, I looked around and then took a seat. At this time there were only two other people sitting in the gallery. Behind the bar stood the bailiff, court reporter and one security officer. Not long after I sat down, the court clerk looked up across the end of the court where I was sitting and asked me if I was the plaintiff or the defendant.
When I told her I was a student from Sheridan College there to observe for class, she quickly turned around and went back to her paperwork. Ten o‘clock rolled by and it appeared as if the court would not be starting anytime soon. So as I sat there and waited, I couldn’t help but overhear their converasation. As time rolled on, it was ten o’clock, and people slowly started to trickle into the court room. Before I knew it, the majority of the seats around me were filled up. The plaintiff and defense lawyers quickly went through trying to figure out who everyone was.
As observed in the courtroom I have found myself with many mixed emotions on what I have witnessed. These mixed emotions involve the operations of the justice system and how it affects the accused and the victim. It also makes a person wonder how the legal system operates on a basis of repeated domestic violence acts.I appeared in court to observe a domestic violence hearing. It involved a young ...
Around five after ten, the door behind the judge’s bench opens, and out emerges Madam Justice Nelson. The court clerk quickly stands and instructs us to “All rise for the honorable Madam Justice Nelson…. ” The bailiff goes through her opening routine, and upon completion informs us that we may now be seated. For the first five minutes the judge was there, she said nothing, just looked at the paperwork on her desk. She then had to leave quickly to get her notepad, because she had forgotten it back in her office.
Shortly thereafter she returned and the court was in order looking over the first case. The first case that was called up was about a family matter over child support. The plaintiff was present but the defendant was not at court and neither was his lawyer. She presented her case in which the last time she was in court, an agreement was reached to have the father pay the sum amount of 600 dollars per month, but she had not yet seen a penny. The judge asked what the income and job classification of her and the father were.
She replied that her income was thirty four thousand per year as a junior bookie, and the father’s income was one hundred thousand working as trucker. The judge showed a surprised look on her face and implied by asking the plaintiff “have you considered taxes to that hundred thousand salary or expenses? ” In other words, was it a net or gross income. The plaintiff replied that it was net, then later on went into detail to what some of her monthly fees were. One hundred and thirty dollars for basketball fees every month, and two hundred dollars for swimming lessons.
The judge granted her the basketball fees but not for the swimming lesson. The next case was for the sole custody of a child. The father had lots of access (Spring break, 5 weeks summer, + 4 extra weekends), but lived in another city. He voluntarily resigned from his professional job for “going to be fired” reasons. He had also gotten into trouble financially for fraud, DUI and criminal charges — including assault on the mother. He still, however, owns a home, has a full time working live-in partner, two cars, a pension, investments, and liquidities.
INTRODUCTION: Law is one part of a set of processes, social, political, economic and cultural, which shape and direct the development of society. Like all other mechanisms the law seeks to govern human behaviour. The Irish law system belongs to common law systems established in England by the Norman’s. This type of law responded to actual rather than anticipated problems. In contrast the law ...
As for the mother side, she is making less than 25K as a FT student and parent with one child, and works 18+ hours/week. She doesn’t own her own home, but rents and is not in debt: she cuts her own hair, and uses the bus to save, goes to no entertainment etc. , and puts all her money toward food and housing. She’s also on scholarship for school so that is paid for. Her base of refusing is due to fear of the father abusing the child while under the influence of alcohol. The Justice of the Peace asked for a T4 slip and took a little pause looking through their case.
She then quickly went in a peaceful resolution stating that no matter how difficult communication levels are, the common grounds should be compromised to what’s best for the child. Her majesty then offers mediation to come up with an easier solution to which gives both parents equal rights to have a relationship with the child. Something like supervised access. The case was postponed for another day if mediation didn’t play a positive factor in the case. Not too long after, a break was called for 15 minutes by the court clerk. These were some of the things that I experienced in court.
Judging from what happened in the first and second case, most likely the rodeo will continue till someone gives up on their pride when their bank buck starts running dry on the lawyer fees. My day at court was an eye opening experience. It was interesting to sit and listen to the different cases. One thing that blew me away was the number of people waiting outside of the courtroom, there to go in front of a judge for whatever their dispute may it be. It was only one of many inside the Brampton Court House. Hopefully this is my only trip to the courthouse.