So I got called for jury duty last week. I went with a panel of 50 potential jurors to an attempted murder trial. Already I don’t want to do it, but it’s my civic responsibility, etc. On the plus side, we have a “one-day, one-trial” system, and it was already after lunch, and my name was 46th out of 50. I figured I’d have to sit through a couple of hours of voir dire, they’d pick their jury, and I’d get to go home and forget about it for another year.
Well, they were dismissing people right and left, and the pool was getting pretty small. I ended up as Juror Candidate #18 (they question 18 at a time, and keep 12 regulars and 2 alternates.) I was still optimistic, because the lawyers had accepted almost all the regular jurors and alternates. But it got down to 15 people, and the judge started questioning Juror #1. It went something like this:
Judge: This case involves an accusation that a handgun was used. Do you feel you could fairly judge the facts in a such a case?
Stupid Lady: Well, no, I’m against guns. I couldn’t be fair to someone who used a gun.
Judge: But it’s only an accusation at this point. Could you evaluate the accusation fairly?
Stupid Lady: No, I don’t think I could be fair to a man who shot someone.
Judge: Please bear in mind that you as the juror would have to decide for yourself whether the evidence proves he shot the victim.
Stupid Lady: But I am against violence! How can you expect me to be fair to someone who used a gun?
Judge: Ma’am, there is a presumption of innocence.
Stupid Lady: Yes, but he shot someone!
Judge: Goddamn you, you stupid old bag, did you sleep through high school civics class? Does the phrase “innocent until proven guilty” ring a bell? Bailiff, take my gavel and stuff it up Juror #1’s ass, sideways.
(Well, I embellished that last part a little. All the judge said was “You are dismissed from service.”)
Needless to say, I ended up as alternate juror #2. So I got to sit through two days of grisly testimony and then spend a third day reading back issues of “Teen People” in a waiting room while the regular jury deliberated. Not only that, but I was supposed to have gone to New Jersey on a business trip all this week, so the rest of my family went out of town to visit relatives. Then when I got stuck on the jury, I got bumped from my New Jersey trip, so now I’m home by myself all week. Fuckin’ old bat.