The UFO defense won’t fly here either.
Among other things if it was a standard theatre UFO it would have stuck to its target — his face.
Milk Duds, JuJuBees, and Raisinettes do that.
If this is the best this guy can do for a defense, I hope the jury laughs out loud . . . and then convicts him of everything in sight.
It is a heart-warming feeling for a lawyer when his opponent is arguing and you see one of the jurors in the box fold her arms and snort. That happened to me once, and it was a happy day (the jury was out only 20 minutes and returned a verdict in our favor. It took them that long to elect a foreman and send out for coffee.)
I hope something similar happens here.