Wegman’s Bad Boys Bad Boys is part courtroom confessional, part social satire, and part philosophical musing—seasoned heavily with gallows humor and a splash of heartfelt introspection. The book is split into two sections: the first filled with hilarious, bizarre, and occasionally touching anecdotes from his long career as a criminal defense attorney; the second a freewheeling mix of commentary on language, politics, and modern culture. If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to defend the indefensible—or you just want a brutally honest glimpse into the absurdity of both the justice system and humanity itself—this book delivers.

What hit me right away was Wegman’s comedic timing. The man knows how to tell a story. In Happy Birthday To Me (Chapter 2), he recounts with surgical precision how a single moment of inattentiveness during voir dire turned into a masterclass in foot-in-mouth lawyering. When he chirped, “Oh, September 2nd—what a great day. That’s my birthday,” right after a grieving widow said her husband died that day, I cringed so hard I nearly dropped my Kindle. That scene is a perfect example of what Wegman does best: turn his own blunders, and his clients’ downright legendary stupidity—into vivid, laugh-out-loud tales that reveal deeper truths about how fragile the line is between ordinary life and legal chaos.

But it’s not all jokes. Some stories really get under your skin. In It Wasn’t Me (Chapter 3), Wegman walks through a court-martial rape case where the accused was found guilty but sentenced to only 90 days. That paradox—the brutal charge against the surprisingly lenient sentence—throws a wrench into everything we assume about guilt, truth, and justice. Wegman doesn’t moralize; he lays out the tension and lets you sit with it. His reflection on how credibility, not truth, is often what wins in court made me pause and stare at the wall for a bit. I’ve felt that same frustration in my own work. Court isn’t about justice; it’s about persuasion. His honesty about that, and about how easy it is to get swept up in your own client’s story (Davey and Gravy Train, Chapter 5), made me feel like I was having a late-night drink with a colleague who’s been in the trenches.

If you’re looking for legal theory or a polished ABA how-to, this ain’t that. But if you’ve got any experience in the justice system, especially defense work, you’ll find yourself nodding, laughing, maybe wincing a bit. This book is perfect for law students who need a reality check, burned-out attorneys who need a laugh, or just anyone with a dark sense of humor and an interest in courtroom drama. Wegman’s style is unfiltered but never mean-spirited. He’s that rare kind of lawyer who can take the darkest parts of the job and still find a human (and often hilarious) angle.

Pages: 221 | ASIN : B0DZ7Y3RCX