My Plea of Not Guilty I am the ambassador of my past, and my constituents are the dead men and boys who once were me. On the floor of our parliament, standing on this rich burgundy carpet, within these marble halls and mahogany walls beneath the glass-paned lamps casting day within this chamber, I embody their interests, good intentions, bad ideas, youthful whims, ignorant follies, the drives and desires of body and mind in each green minute passed before this hour. I ask all of you, from the near counties, cultivated, comfortable, and lush, and the far countries, lands…