It was all good just a day ago.
Yesterday the internet buzzed with reports that Bobby Shmurda (real name Ackquille Jean Pollard) would be soon be released after his lawyers put together a plan to meet Pollard's $2 million bail that included family member's homes as collateral, but today a New York City judge denied that plan and changed the terms of his bail.
Already in prison for almost a year now, that means Shmurda will remain locked up for the foreseeable future as he awaits a trial over charges of conspiracy to commit murder, weapons possession and reckless endangerment.
It's not my place to presume Pollard's innocence or guilt, that's why he deserves his (hopefully) fair day in court, but every update in his trail brings flashbacks of the excruciatingly uncomfortable sight of Shmurda dancing in front of a room full of major label execs, execs that have so far have been unwilling to get involved in his murder trial although they were more than happy to market and promote his hit song about murder.
This story is far from over, but for now, you'd be hard pressed to find a clearer cautionary tale about how easily lives can be chewed up and spit out in the name of money and entertainment.