My brother was sentenced for a bullshit crime about an hour ago, and my parents' line is tied up. Why can't they have fucking voice mail? Because they are 70 years old, that's why.
More later, I guess.
UPDATE 1:20 pm: I was finally able to speak with my mom. Dada went to the courthouse and he says that the defense lawyer did a good job, but the judge came back with arguments of his own. At that point Dad couldn’t deal with it anymore and he left. The prosecutor gets a chance to say something now and then sentencing will occur.There is no doubt that he will be sentenced. This is the same judge that TOLD the jury that my brother was guilty as he was charging them. It’s going to happen no matter what my brother’s lawyer does or says.
The only positive thing I can think about is that he will finally get a degree while in prison and have an interesting occupation when he gets out.
I don't really know what to say but felt the absolute need to say something. I hope there is some form of miniscule positivity that can come out of this. I don't know. Be strong.