It's been quite awhile since I've posted, but I've been rather busy the last couple of weeks.
I've had to serve on a Jury, I won't go into details about the trial. It would make for a really-really-really long story. However I want to share with you my feeling about having to serve.
I had my doubts that I would be picked, but there you go, I was doing my own thinking again. I dreaded having to spend the time sitting in a court room, as if I have so many pressing things to do like take Hubby across the river to a Casino. I'm glad now that I did take the time, actually I really didn't have a choice.
During the process of choosing a Jury, the Judge had a list of questions that were asked, like have you ever had to call for assistance from the Police Dept, have you any relatives that are on the police force, do you know the attorneys, ect. Now I could have lied and told some whoppers of a story just so that I would be dismissed, but I didn't, I answered truthfully even telling about our old manager Larry and the episode of the oleanders, which got a chuckle out of the Judge when he asked me if I had been afraid, and I answered no, " I was really pissed off at the son-of-a-b___h."
During the trial I learned quite a bit about the process, and how the laws of this land are there to supposedly protect the victim, but in reality only aid the criminal lawyers in truly bending the law to protect the criminal. What an eye opener, and it confirmed the fact "documentation, documentation", and follow through.
Had the police followed through on their investigation we would have gotten the verdict that was necessary, we did find the man guilty of his crime, but not the maximum he should have got.
What an eye opener it was, and though it's a bother a person should at one time in his life serve on a Jury a great learning experience.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
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