Friday essay: how do you measure remorse?

The first court case I ever observed belonged to a woman guilty of murder.

She had deliberately run over a young man with her car.

• Kate Rossmanith
• The Conversation

I had followed news reports of the trial, for the story seemed so strange, and had seen grainy CCTV footage: the vehicle lunging at the 21-year-old who darts out of its way; the car reversing and charging once more, striking him, thrusting him underneath.

Anyone can attend court.

You scan the court lists, locate the case you are looking for.

You can also slip into hearings about which you know nothing.

The public is allowed to be there, but it never feels that way, and…

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