Ok, WTF?
He's a commissioned officer of an organization that has the main purpose to "Seek out new life and new civilizations." I'm not going to bother looking up details, but I know that at this point, they've probably fought the Borg, random ugly aliens, and a pile of fucking space clouds. Judging from that baseline of "anything that shoots at us is some sort of new life," how exactly does Data not quality as some sort of new life? I think the best defense Picard could have come up with would be to just shout the opening credits at the court.
"DUH! DA-DA-DAAA DA-DA-DAAAAAA! BA-DA-DADADA DA! DA! DA! DADA-DA DA!"
Besides that, if he's property of Starfleet, where is their purchase order? Even in this utopian no money world, they can't just steal shit and claim it's there. Did they put one of those stupid barcode sticker things all the universities use on him? If they didn't buy him, but let him willingly go through training and follow the standard commissioning process, then they've clearly already determined that he was life of some sort.
Oh! Even better solution!
"Mr. Worf, are those Romulans next to this new station next to the neutral zone?"
"Um...yes, I believe they are, Captain."
"Well, Mr. Worf, fire photon torpedoes. Be sure not to blow up the new station."
"Yes, Sir. Oops, Sir."
"Oh well, I'm sure we all tried our best. It was a sticky situation."
Then they can go get ice cream.
This "force Dr. Douchebag to define a term, and then make him show how that does or does not apply to Data" tactic seems way less effective. If Picard was mocking Dr. D, that would certainly help. Maybe a "I guess you aren't as smart as a crazy old man, are you?"
It's about damn time you cite the "new life" clause. Maybe you should have started with that one.
Also: I had fish again for dinner:
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