So you are a innocent victim or a guilty fool...take your pick. You end up in trouble in Bama, and reality sets in. The jail folks make things as friendly as they can, and the clerk tries to remember what your bail is when your cousin calls.
So multiply your case by sixty-seven counties and forty-odd cases per county coming up each day for DWI, drugs, or anything else. Then multiply this by a judge who has little time to debate anything and just wants things cut-and-dry and no real debate by either side.
Then figure a state and county system that puts limited funds in to run the judical system...so the judge ends up with clerks named Wanda who has half of her teeth missing, barely graduated from high school thirty years ago, and knows more about NASCAR than law or the judicial system.
And as for the public defender appointed for cases? This is the guy who has lousy business and is mostly desperate for a steady paycheck. He can't irritate the judge too much because then he'd get dumped off the deal for cases. He'd like to get a pontoon boat but he can barely afford that new Mustang he bought.
At the end of the day...Joe the Plumber, Joe the Drunk and Joe the Robber all end up with Bama justice....dished out as quick as you can do it...without alot of chit chat. This is all simple, unless someone tries to complicate things.
Face it, if you want to ensure a real fair case...pay off the local democratic party chief and he'll ensure the judge knows how to fix things. This is the Bama way of making things work for court cases.