The Trial of a Invisible Hand (Part I)
And now, a small courtroom drama, associated to a approach trade is finished in a world. The approach things are bought and sold…and a effects it has on a sisters and brothers who we share this world with.
Sit behind and suffer a show, folks.
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The Trial of a Invisible Hand
(Part I)
CAST OF CHARACTERS
THE JUDGE
THE DEFENSE ATTORNEY
THE PROSECUTION ATTORNEY
THE INVISIBLE HAND
BAILIFF
WITNESSES
[SETTING: A standard complicated day courtroom. Wooden furniture, roof fans floating during full speed to correct a breathless Aug heat.]
BAILIFF: All rise. Court is now in session, a Honorable Judge William J. Pritchard presiding.
[The JUDGE takes a bench. He is a square-shouldered white male in his 60s with a full conduct of issuing china hair. His thick eyeglasses simulate an different picture of a courtroom; obscuring his eyes.]
JUDGE: Be seated. [All benefaction take their seats.] This justice will now come to order. In a box of The People of a Nation-States of Afghanistan, Akrotiri, Albania, Algeria, American Samoa, Andorra, Angola, Anguilla… [JUDGE continues to list countries for several minutes] …Vietnam, Virgin Islands, Wake Island, Wallis and Futuna, West Bank, Western Sahara, Yemen, Zambia and Zimbabwe contra a Invisible Hand of a Free Market.
[The INVISIBLE HAND sits during a invulnerability dais subsequent to a attorney. Being invisible, all we can see is a suit—Armani, creatively pressed, immaculate—with 4 sleeves for any of a Hand’s huge fingers, and one sleeve for a stubby ride projecting out a side of a Hand. The fingers hook menacingly in a air, fluttering behind and onward during a eye turn of a DEFENSE ATTORNEY, as a Hand sits on a heel. The wooden chair creaks underneath a weight. We can’t make out any distinct face—the Hand being invisible and all—but it seems to be smirking.]
JUDGE: The Invisible Hand is being charged with unwell to perform a guarantee to yield opportunities, jobs, wealth and autocracy to a adults of a aforementioned countries. Mr. Hand, how do we plead?
[A guttural, gurgling sound erupts from somewhere within a INVISIBLE HAND’S suit, extraordinary many of a people benefaction in a courtroom. The Hand’s profession leans in close, listens to a former cacophony erupting from within a huge suit, and looks adult during a JUDGE.]
DEFENSE ATTORNEY: The Defense pleads not guilty, Your Honor.
[A hubbub of review rolls by a courtroom.]
JUDGE: Order! Order! Order in a courtroom! [Crowd silences.] At this time, a Court will hear opening arguments.
DEFENSE ATTORNEY: Your Honor, I’d like to start if we may.
[The DEFENSE ATTORNEY representing a INVISIBLE HAND speaks with a desirable Mississippi drawl. He pats a Hand on a behind fraternally as he rises from his seat, pulling himself adult with a brawny left hand. The DEFENSE ATTORNEY is a fleshy white male dressed in an equally huge white fit and black fibre bowtie. His face is red, puffy, lonesome with a glaze of persperate that drips down into his white goatee and moustache. He fans himself with a wicker palm fan as he speaks, holding visit breaks to dab his front with a red handkerchief from his vest pocket. A white fedora sits atop his head.]
DEFENSE ATTORNEY: Your Honor, this hearing is pristine tomfoolery, plain and simple! My customer has dutifully and steadily given opportunities, wealth and autocracy to a plaintiffs. Why, these groundless accusations opposite my client…the really thought that he competence have unsuccessful to yield for a world’s population…it’s not usually a vicious conflict on my client’s character, though it’s an conflict on all of humanity! On freedom! On happiness! On Jesus!
[The DEFENSE ATTORNEY ends on a high note, his clenched fist lifted high in a atmosphere in a Statue of Liberty pose. His face has grown significantly redder.]
JUDGE: The Prosecution will broach a opening statement.
PROSECUTION ATTORNEY: Thank we really much, Your Honor.
[The PROSECUTION ATTORNEY stands lithely from his chair. He is a tall, 30-something black male wearing a fit that shows signs of wear and tear, justification of years of honest work. His debate is accented with a Oxford tinge of an prepared male from Anglophone sub-Saharan Africa. He glances around a courtroom calmly.]
PROSECUTION ATTORNEY: The Prosecution rests, Your Honor. We will bottom a box only on a testimony of a witnesses.
[The INVISIBLE HAND’S chair creaks as a Hand turns and looks to a left, staring incredulously during a PROSECUTION ATTORNEY.]
JUDGE: Very well, counsel. You competence call your initial witness.
To be continued…


























