Roman Polanski has got some big, brass ones.
He is currently testifying in a civil lawsuit against Vanity Fair for libel. He claims he was in a “state of shock” when he read the article, which alleges that he is a womanizer and that he attempted to seduce a woman on the way to his newly murdered wife’s funeral. He testified: “I think it was particularly hurtful, because it dishonors my memory of Sharon. It’s all lies. That’s not the way I behave. Still I had some honor. Still I have it now.”
Yes Roman, you still have your honor. You’ve got piles of it. For example, I think it is really honorable that you drugged a 13 year old girl. And then had sex with her. Very honorable. It was then really honorable of you to plead guilty to having sex with that 13 year old girl, then flee the U.S. to France, who is harboring you at this very moment. And it is especially honorable of you to be testifying in your court case VIA A VIDEO LINK so that you don’t actually have to appear in the U.K., where you would possibly be extradited back to the U.S. for prosecution.
Nice.




Amen, this guy is piece of S—! I don’t understand how a fugitive from justice can try to sue someone else, while hiding abroad. I feel you anger B!
Comment by — 7/21/2005 @ 2:07 pm
hey! DON’T give criminals the idea that they can jump bail and flee to france!
Comment by — 7/22/2005 @ 1:00 am
I can’t think of a better place for them. Living out the rest of their lives in France has got to be a fate much much much worse than prison.
Shame it doesn’t really work that way. Only French citizens are exempt from extradition. So for example, if O.J had hopped over to Paris after his White Bronco tour of Southern California, he would have been extradited back to the U.S. and THEN found not guilty of murder.
Comment by Balah — 7/22/2005 @ 1:18 am
thanks for that comment, kaka. maybe i DO live in hell.
frenchies would probably have given OJ asylum and would’ve set him up quickly with a nice froggy passport. i know my silly frenchsters.
Comment by — 7/22/2005 @ 9:26 am