As the afternoon slips towards somnambulant lethargy, a photo of a glove is projected onto the courtroom monitor.Spectators are momentarily roused from their stupor.“It’s not my glove,” insists the witness.At least one observer thinks: “If it don’t fit, you must acquit.”But, of course, Dafonte Miller is not the defendant in this Oshawa trial.And punctilious defence lawyer Michael Lacy is the antithesis of Johnnie Cochrane.More like the dry economics teacher played by Ben Stein in “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.” (“Anyone? Anyone?”)“You know that your DNA was found inside the glove,” Lacy tells MillerMiller: “How would my DNA be inside those gloves?”It is a pertinent question, though not the pertinent question.The gloves were retrieved from a snowbank outside a house in Whitby. Where they may have been dropped in the early morning hours of Dec. 28, 2016, minutes before Miller, then a teenager, now 22, was allegedly viciously beaten by an off-duty Toronto cop and his civilian brother.Not a chance, says Miller, adamantly.“I can tell you straight up, sir, I’ve never seen those gloves before.”“It’s not like you were wearing gloves to break into cars and not (leave) your finger prints behind?” Lacy needles.Does it matter, really, if those were Miller’s gloves?Certainly that would support the theory that Miller and a friend, Antonio Jack, were engaged in “car-hopping” that night — climbing into unlocked vehicles, looking to palm whatever valuable articles they could find: phones, wallets, loose money, designer sunglasses, tech trinkets.Another friend, Bradley Goode, testified earlier this week that was precisely what they were up to, although he left himself out of the delinquency, claimed he was hanging back on the street when his pals climbed into that particular pick-up truck.But he’s the only witness to have made tha ...
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