Ah, Mr. Butt, the lone voice of rationality and empathy and consolation in the world of scary green goblins. Mr. Butt, the Robin Hood, the healer, the insightful oracle. He rights the wrongs done, the omniscient all-watching merciful God of the alleged victims. The spiteful vindictive God for the accused. 

He asks for "nuance" in these cases yet purposely hides the fact that reaching a Guilty or Not Guilty verdict beyond a reasonable doubt requires all considerations given to all possible nuances by the Trier of Facts.

Only if it was obvious how Mr. Butt is cashing on the zeitgeist of the moment in a desperate attempt to leave some sort of faux-legacy after an undistinguished legal career.