I'm shocked, Shocked, I tell you!
The Law Dog has a cop's take on the Life and Trials of Ms. Hilton HERE.
Around here, when you violate your probation, the local Community Supervision department goes to the judge who placed you on probation and gets a Violation of Probation warrant.
Sometimes they get a Motion to Revoke warrant, but it's usually a VOP.
Since you have already proven that you will not abide by agreements you enter in to, VOP warrants are usually No Bond warrants.
This is then punted off to the Sheriff's Office, who goes and gets your happy butt and tosses you into General Population at the jail.
About the time you bounce into the GenPop unit, the judge is notified and you get penciled into the busy court docket wherever they have room -- it's going to be a while.
You languish in GenPop until your hearing date, when you will be put into a belly-chain and shackles and brought before the judge -- wearing a yellow jumpsuit.
A probation hearing is usually fairly short:
"Is this your signature?"
"Just above your signature, there is a sentence, 'Shall not do X.'"
"These witnesses/this evidence prove(s) you did X."
"Can you prove otherwise?"
And your happy butt goes back to GenPop for whatever length of time the judge feels to be appropriate.
I lived in Gawd Awfulus until I was twenty-five. The preferential treatment that Ms. Hilton is receiving is nothing new there.
Trust me, I am so glad that I don't live in California any more that words cannot describe it.
South East Georgia has humidity in plenty, an absolutely astounding assortment of insects that bite, and idiot politicians beyond measure.
But, Thank You Lord, we don't have HollyWeird!
American by birth, Georgian by choice.