More Clara chronicles

I said it before and I will say it again:

If you murder your husband by driving over and over him in your Mercedes on the parking lot of the hotel where he is banging his mistress, in front of numerous witness and a private investigator videotaping the whole thing … with your daughter in the front seat the entire time, screaming like an electrician who just touched a hot wire …

PLEAD GUILTY!!!

Do NOT hire an expensive attorney, plead innocent and expect to get off … Clara Harris!

You will lose your freedom and your money.

And people like me will say, “I told you so, ya dummy!”

Clara Harris, for those who have not been following this soap opera, was in court again this week. And she lost again. (Are we picking up a pattern here?)

This time, Clara was suing her attorney for taking too much of her money. He said he didn’t take enough.

Guess what? The jury sided with the attorney.

Now Clara has to pay George Parnham another $70,250 for expenses from her murder trial … plus … get this … brace yourself … you might want to sit down … another $400,000 for his legal expenses for this trial!

Can it get any worse for poor Clara?

I would say no, not unless they cancel movie night at the women’s prison or tell the inmates they have to drink instant coffee instead of fresh-brewed.

Clara is probably down in the dumps, seeing as she is serving a 20-year sentence and has had to turn over all or most of her considerable assets to the very attorney who couldn’t keep her out of prison.

I feel sorry for her, I guess, in a vague way.

But she was an educated woman (a dentist) and she should have had enough sense to say five magic words that would have earned her a short stint behind bars and saved her a ton of money:

“I plead guilty, your honor.”