Harvey Weinstein had to wear special, linked-together handcuffs because the regular ones wouldn't fit around his waist
Ordinarily, defendants wear one set of cuffs and have their hands behind their backs
Weinstein's arms wouldn't stretch far enough and his girth was too wide for that
He had to have a linking pair of handcuffs in between the normal standard pair
The 66-year-old was arraigned on two rape charges and one sexual assault charge on Friday
He will plead not guilty and is on house arrest in New York and Connecticut until his next court date
Weinstein was arraigned on three charges yesterday; Rape in the first degree, rape in the second degree and Criminal Sexual Act in the First Degree.
Harvey Weinstein had come at the decidedly untinseled time of 7:22 a.m. on Friday to surrender on multiple sexual-assault charges. The immediate mystery was why he was carrying three books when he stepped from the back of a grey Toyota SUV outside the First Precinct station house.
One volume was Elia Kazan: A Biography, by Richard Schickel; another, Something Wonderful: Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Broadway Revolution, by Todd S. Purdum. A third was covered by a brown leather cover, perhaps a journal.
“Mr. Weinstein did not invent the casting couch in Hollywood,” Brafman said. “To the extent that there’s bad behavior in that industry, that is not what this is about. Bad behavior is not on trial in this case.”
Suddenly, it seemed that the books really might have been a prop, part of a plan to offer a casting-couch defense. Is it possible the tomes about Kazan and Rogers and Hammerstein were intended to remind folks that Weinstein was also a show business great, someone actresses would have sex with to get ahead?
Seriously?
Blame the victim?
Do that, and Brafman will discover the power of #MeToo.
The problem for the casting-couch defense is that what was called bad behavior in the days of Kazan and Rodgers and Hammerstein is now often called sexual assault. Any future books about Weinstein will no doubt record the outcome.
thedailybeast.com