Because the guy was a jerk, but you can't actually convict somebody of that. Who knew!
Yeah, I discovered that once too, where everyone on the jury decided that the cop was a jerk and the defendant was a jerk but the defendant still wasn't guilty.
Also I was once on a jury where the county assistant attorney clearly didn't understand the expert witness for the defense (proving why he did not become a scientist instead) but luckily for the future of justice in America the jury did.
My last bout with jury duty consisted of them sending me post cards--we might call you...no I guess not...ok, this time we *really* might call you...no, I guess not this time either...ok, your jury duty obligations are totally fulfilled. They were pink post cards too.
The judge came in to the deliberation room after we'd turned in the verdict. He'd been to the gym while we snarfed down pizza. We'd written in a recommendation that the perp apologize to the DNR officer, and the judge said that was "unlikely to happen." He asked about how the experience had been for us, and said we should call him if we could think of anything to improve it.
I spent three days waiting for my turn in the jury box for questions only to be selected and then I arrived the fourth day, only to be rejected for someone more fitting because they needed alternates, and since they were getting a new batch of victims, they figured they'd try to get someone else they liked better!
Man, that process took forever and the crime was forging checks. I can only imagine how long it would take if it was a murder!
Ours took about three hours. They drew names and put 21 of us in the jury box, each lawyer asked a bunch of (stupid) questions, each of them chose four to dismiss, and we were set.
One of the questions asked me by the defense lawyer was "what do you do" (i.e., your job). I told him the main one, and then got in "And I'm a writer." He said, "Good for you!" I wanted to smack him.
Three hours?! They totally could get rid of as many dudes as they wanted. I would have killed for three house!
I just tell people I'm a writer. And then they're disappointed because it's like, not a good profession. When they ask Chris, he's a lawyer, they're all wow!! And then me, they're like, oh. And then they think I'm a mooch. You know, since I'm a writer.
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Yeah, I discovered that once too, where everyone on the jury decided that the cop was a jerk and the defendant was a jerk but the defendant still wasn't guilty.
Also I was once on a jury where the county assistant attorney clearly didn't understand the expert witness for the defense (proving why he did not become a scientist instead) but luckily for the future of justice in America the jury did.
My last bout with jury duty consisted of them sending me post cards--we might call you...no I guess not...ok, this time we *really* might call you...no, I guess not this time either...ok, your jury duty obligations are totally fulfilled. They were pink post cards too.
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The judge came in to the deliberation room after we'd turned in the verdict. He'd been to the gym while we snarfed down pizza. We'd written in a recommendation that the perp apologize to the DNR officer, and the judge said that was "unlikely to happen." He asked about how the experience had been for us, and said we should call him if we could think of anything to improve it.
Pink paper would be nice...
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Man, that process took forever and the crime was forging checks. I can only imagine how long it would take if it was a murder!
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Ours took about three hours. They drew names and put 21 of us in the jury box, each lawyer asked a bunch of (stupid) questions, each of them chose four to dismiss, and we were set.
One of the questions asked me by the defense lawyer was "what do you do" (i.e., your job). I told him the main one, and then got in "And I'm a writer." He said, "Good for you!" I wanted to smack him.
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I just tell people I'm a writer. And then they're disappointed because it's like, not a good profession. When they ask Chris, he's a lawyer, they're all wow!! And then me, they're like, oh. And then they think I'm a mooch. You know, since I'm a writer.
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He brought his cuffed hands from behind his back, under his legs, to in front of himself.
He was drunk and therefore limber, we guessed.
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It would be an appropriate commemoration only if it stars Mo, Larry, and Curly.
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More appropriate than I would have guessed.
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When practiced in Iowa, on citizens who are not somehow labeled terror risks by some governmental entity...
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