First: Imagine that the crown prosecutor brings an acused to trial, but when asked by the judge, cannot say what the charges are. Changing his mind several times, the prosecutor appears to have no idea what crime the accused has committed. Nevertheless, the judge gives the prosecutor 14 days to sort out his charges, with the accused remaining imprisoned until then.
Kangaroo court? You bet!
Second: The 113rd chapter in “My Disability Gives Me the Right to Tell Others What To Do”: ready for some serious body odour when you go and vote on May 2nd?
According to the Chemically Sensitive, their right to vote precludes you from showing up at the polling station after having applied any personal hygene product that may trigger a reaction.
Third: Again, a he-said-he-said dispute finds its way to a Tribunal, in which only one of the “he” gets taxpayer funding and the other has to fend for himself…