Usually at ethics hearings, people try to justify the weird shit they did in all kinds of ways. “I had a devil inside me” or “I thought I was doing something legal but kind of morally questionable” are two things you hear all the time at those fuckshows.
But you ain’t gonna do none of that shit. You’re just gonna walk up to the podium, pull out a little notebook, and announce to the crowd.
“I thought I’d make a shitload of money.”
The chair of the ethics committee will curve his ear towards you when you say that. Then he’ll gavel his gavel to bring the court to attention before he asks you to clarify: “That isn’t really related to ethics.”
“That isn’t really a clarifying question,” you’ll quip back.
Then he and the rest of the ethics committee will just sit there, stupefied for a few minutes while you figure how to get the microphone off its little standy-thing in front of the podium. Then you’ll drop it on the ground and walk away. Halfway down the aisle two bailiffs will grab you and escort you into a holding area, where you’ll be kept until the ethics committee can decide what the fuck to do with you.
Congratulations on Winning at Your Ethics Hearing!
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