It seems that the case was open and shut. An elderly mountain-man, who fully looked the part down to the bushy, white beard and exceedingly world-weary countenance, was on trial for his liberty owing to his having been caught selling home-stilled whiskey. His counsel, an older country lawyer who could easily have passed for Clarence Darrow in the 1920s, made very little defense but determined to put everything into his summation.
When his turn came the lawyer rose slowly, walked before the jury box, and paused for a few moments before beginning.
"Ladies and gentlemen," said he. "Please look carefully at my client."
Another pause.
"Now," concluded the lawyer, "you've looked carefully at the defendant.
Can you sit there in the jury and honestly believe that if my client had a quart of corn liquor that he would sell it?"
He was acquitted.
---------------A Final Thought ...
"When I was a boy I was told that anybody could become President. I’m beginning to believe it."
- Clarence Darrow (1857–1938), U.S. lawyer