1. In the face of months and months worth sanctimonious testimony from lawyers and Feds and enemies and frienemies of the Vince (most of whom in the latter categories, let’s assume, are just as dirty if not more so because hey, this is Philly and that is how we roll), you will grow to love The Vince more than you ever thought you could. It will be a love that dare not speak its name, and like any other such love, you will only engage in the dark, after many cocktails, and quite roughly.
2. You also will grow to hate The Vince’s son-in-law.
3. By this time next week, you will gloss over any blog posts about the trial unless The Vince goes batshit or something. This will last until the day the verdict is released.
4. Every new update on Fumo.com will continue to have the same strange, disconnected feeling it has now. But if there is a God in heaven, The Vince will open up a Twitter account and liveblog some shit right from the courtroom.
5. Acquitted. Or at the very least, no jail time. Just saying: If we were betting people, well, he’s beaten the odds before.

Jury selection for the Vince Fumo trial (read the indictment here) begins today. Stay with Philebrity as we follow the story over what is sure to be the next few months.

This entry was posted on Monday, September 8th, 2008 at 9:06 am.