Word: foremans
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...favorite Foreman tactic is to argue that a murder victim was a rascal who badly needed killing. That was part of his strategy in the celebrated 1966 mariticide trial of Candy Mossler in Miami. Foreman repeated time and again that the late Jacques Mossler had been a "depraved" sexual deviate who might have been killed by any number of people...
High Mission. There have been a good many forks in the road to Percy Foreman's present state of eminence. The son of a small-town Texas sheriff, Percy was one of eight children. He went to work at the tender age of eight, tried everything from shining shoes to professional wrestling. During his years at the University of Texas Law School, he turned his natural talent for oratory into tuition fees by hitting the Chautauqua trail, lecturing widely on such subjects as "The High Mission of Women in the 20th Century" and "How to Get the Most...
...Foreman is a man of bewildering contradictions. His personal charm, when he cares to exercise it, is overwhelming; yet he has been known to snarl at dilatory waitresses: "I get $200 an hour, and you have taken up $60 worth." In the courtroom, he would almost literally die for his clients; during conferences in their cells, he often cusses them up one side and down the other. With the well-heeled, he is merciless about fees. They must be paid in either cash or property (he owns numerous cars and houses turned over to him in fee settlements). However...
...Dead of Night. Foreman can be cynical about the law. It is, he says, quoting Aaron Burr, "whatever is boldly asserted and plausibly maintained." He is, in fact, dedicated to the law and is one of its hardest-working practitioners. Foreman's Houston office consists of himself and a secretary, and Percy does almost all of his own investigating. Says Houston's Bill Walsh, a lawyer who has known Foreman for many years: "While other lawyers are at home and asleep in bed, Percy's out in the dead of night, trudging around in the rain looking...
Although he has made a career out of defending accused killers, Foreman is genuinely horrified at the act of killing. His aversion applies not only to any state-ordered execution of his clients but goes so far as to include game hunters. Foreman takes genuine pleasure in telling the story of a deer hunter who, while sitting in the branches of a tree, fell out and impaled himself on the antlers of a deer he had meant to shoot. That, says Foreman, was "divine justice...