OK listen, I’m a newspaperman. I got a job to do. I did it as best I could and now it’s time for bed. I’m not going to sit here and point the finger. There’s no need to get into it on the blog. It’s none of my business anyway who is alleged to have owed who’s coke dealer $70,000 then shot, dismembered and incinerated him. All I know is it’s Friday, I spend most of this gorgeous September day camped out on the steps of the Norfolk Superior Courthouse and now it’s over and this newspaperman is looking forward to bed-time.