Jurors were texting, making cell phone calls and discussing the case with a bailiff during deliberations; and if that wasn't enough, a prosecutor posted a poem on Facebook with details about the case which was intended to be sung to the theme song from Gilligan's Island.
Some of these shenanigans resulted in a mistrial.
This is a criminal trial, folks. Somebody's liberty is at stake! I'm by no means a bleeding-heart (after all, I clerked at the L.A. District Attorney's Office during law school), but place yourself in the position of the defendant. This isn't a trial – it's a three-ring circus!
It also begs the question; who lost control of this situation?