Skip to main content

David Burke, Let the Battle Begin!


The Los Angeles County District Attorney’s Office looked like it got hit with a bucket of cold water when legendary Hollywood defense shark Blair Berk came in swinging, demanding discovery and an immediate preliminary hearing. That little move apparently caught somebody flat-footed. Deputy District Attorney Beth Silverman says she is sitting on terabytes of discovery. Terabytes. Wonderful. The question is whether she can actually produce it in a form and on a timetable that matters, instead of waving around digital bulk like a magician’s scarf. Count me skeptical.

What the defense appears to be running here is a classic squeeze play. Tight. Aggressive. Nasty. Exactly the kind of pressure move that forces prosecutors to stop posing and start performing. If Berk can lock the case into the 10-day rule for a preliminary hearing, the prosecution could find itself in a very uncomfortable position. In plain English, they may have to either put up or shut up. And if they cannot present a coherent, trial-ready showing in time, dismissal becomes a real possibility.

Of course, this being Los Angeles, the prosecution has escape hatches. They could sidestep the preliminary hearing altogether by running to a grand jury and seeking an indictment. That would eliminate the need for a public prelim. They could also simply file a new criminal complaint later. Murder has no statute of limitations, which means the state can keep coming back like a bad rash. Complaint today. Indictment tomorrow. Refile next month. The calendar is not their enemy.

Then came the prosecutor’s claim that Burke supposedly has a significant amount of child pornography on his phone, despite the rather inconvenient fact that he has not actually been charged with that crime. That little bombshell landed exactly where prosecutors like such things to land: in public, in headlines, and in the bloodstream of public opinion. Very convenient. Nothing spices up a murder prosecution like tossing in uncharged allegations radioactive enough to poison the room before the real fight even starts.

The preliminary hearing is reportedly due to begin March 1 in Department 105 before longtime criminal court judge Larry Fiddler. Fiddler has long had a reputation as one of the more prosecution-friendly jurists in the building. So if the defense is expecting a warm bath and a violin recital, they are in the wrong courthouse.

I expect this preliminary hearing, if it happens, to be a marathon. Not a brisk little legal formality, but a bruising courthouse war of attrition. Beth Silverman and Blair Berk are shaping up like two lady gladiators in heels, circling each other with sharpened steel and excellent hair. One will be trying to bulldoze the case forward. The other will be trying to expose every weak seam, every missing link, every bit of prosecutorial puffery dressed up as certainty.

At the end of the day, the safest bet is still that David Burke gets held to answer and bound over for trial. That is how these things usually go. The state does not bring a case like this to the edge of the arena just to faint dead away. But that does not mean the prosecution is comfortable. It means only that the machine is built to keep moving.

Still, this case may yet be routed into the grand jury lane, which would kill off the need for a preliminary hearing entirely. The real question is whether prosecutors can actually get that indictment and whether they prefer a closed room over a public test of their evidence. Silverman says there are terabytes of discovery. Ordinarily that means either a grand jury presentation or a preliminary hearing would be a long, ugly slog. Berk, on the other hand, has been demanding a fast, public hearing. That is not an accident. That is pressure. That is strategy. That is a defense lawyer forcing the prosecution to show whether all that supposed evidence is real muscle or just courthouse theater.

According to published media reports, the Los Angeles medical examiner determined that the 14-year-old girl died from multiple sharp-force injuries. But that does not magically answer every question. Since the remains were both badly decomposed and dismembered, proving whether those sharp-force injuries were inflicted before death or after death may be very difficult. There will be no serious dispute that the body was mutilated. The real question is whether the mutilation caused death or followed it. That is not a minor detail. That is the difference between a neat prosecutorial narrative and a forensic knife fight.

Then there is the cadaver bag. The girl’s torso was reportedly found inside a standard cadaver bag, which raises a serious and obvious question: where did it come from? Unless it had some bizarre use as a video prop, that is not the kind of item one normally expects a commercially successful entertainer to have lying around next to the phone chargers and designer sneakers. For reasons still unexplained, the girl’s limbs were reportedly found in a separate bag, one that has not been clearly described in media accounts. That is not a trivial loose end. That is the kind of detail that matters. And yes, the medical examiner’s report is a public record. It can be purchased, reviewed, and republished. Which means eventually the glossy public spin may have to answer to the ugly little details in black and white.

One possible outcome of today’s hearing is that Burke’s case gets dismissed pending future proceedings. That would not be an acquittal, and it would not mean the state is done. But it would be a colossal embarrassment for the Los Angeles County District Attorney’s Office. The kind of embarrassment that leaves a mark. Because after all the press, all the leaks, all the thunder, and all the chest-pounding, nothing looks worse than being forced to admit that when the time came to actually present the case, the mighty machinery of prosecution was not ready for prime time.


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

America Will See Its Worst Race Riot Yet This Summer

Star Prosecution Witness, Rachel Jeantel Sanford, FL —Yes, the George Zimmerman trial here has thousands of African-Americans getting ready for some serious bloodletting. I don’t want to make idle and dire predictions but this nation has never been so divided and racially sensitive.  Our African-American President took sides on this case at the very beginning.  That ratified a George Zimmerman guilty verdict in the minds of millions. There’s just one little problem, and that is the murder case should have never been filed.  It was filed purely for political reasons despite the fact that it was a simple justifiable homicide.  Zimmerman was on the block watch lookout program and followed a suspicious Trayvon Martin after he used an improper entrance to a gated community.  Zimmerman was acting as the eyes and ears of the Sanford Police Department. Martin did not like being followed and knew that he could easily beat up the out-of-shape...

A 40 Caliber Nightmare Is Caught On Tape.

So you’re confident that that .40 caliber S&W service round will keep you safe. Maybe you’ll have second thoughts after you see this video. One hot summer night in 1994 Tempe and Mesa Arizona police were involved in a pursuit with this suspect who ran into a stranger’s apartment to hide after being shot TWICE in the chest. He was shirtless and you can see the blood pumping out of those two wounds. What’s really frightening is just how agile this fellow is as he struts to the ambulance. If he was not handcuffed and had a knife or a gun, ask yourself if he could still hurt you, your partner or a hostage? If your jurisdiction demands that officers carry either the 9MM or the .40 Caliber S&W it’s time to show this video to your bosses and lobby to have the .45 ACP round authorized. The switch may well reduce the screaming by self-appointed community activists about how many rounds police had to use on a suspect. The really talented and courageous video journalist, Karen Ke...

The origin of the feature film, COME FRIDAY…

CLick On the pictures to see full size versions. Long ago there was a young lady I had the hots for in a big way (Yes, I know that hots is not a word). She was pretty, incredibly bright, and had some real elegance about her. She had a love for children and basic kindness that you don’t often see in someone her age. I met her parents and could understand she came from a much more stable home than mine. I was raised by a single, welfare mom and suddenly found myself way out-classed. For whatever reasons things did not workout they way I had hoped. Sadly for me, we went on our separate ways. From time to time I’d run into this lady in various places where our job had taken us. Whenever this happened my heart would skip a beat or two. I left my hometown Chicago, and moved to Arizona where I founded my detective agency. As a private eye and soon a TV news producer too, my career took me to the highest profile criminal events in Arizona and throughout the country. There’s no question that ...