If you’re following the bizarro-world legal proceedings known as the R. Kelly child-porn trial, you may have heard, among the other free-floating weirdness–the “log cabin room,” the mural of R. playing basketball against the Tasmanian Devil–the tidbit that a lawyer unassociated with the trial got busted on Friday for trying to give Kelly a CD of his band. To add an extra little dash of insane, the lawyer, Mike Roman, is making the encounter into a big deal on his band’s MySpace–trying to push a CD into R.’s hands apparently counts as another of his “many meetings with international celebrities.”
My question is whether R. Kelly turns everything he touches into solid crazy or if he merely brings out the innate craziness in people around him.