Mysteriouser and Mysteriouser
May. 11th, 2006 03:56 pmSo I rushed downtown today, got confused in the hugeness of the Government Center, was late to the courtroom, and was addressed by the clerk in charge of us thusly, "I assume you're Pamela Dyer-Bennet? I'll go tell them we're ready." It finally came to me in that moment that the reason the clerk looks so familar is that he reminds me of the character Dave on News Radio.
We were ready, but "they" weren't. We sat around in the uncomfortable and boring corridor for two hours. I realized that I had forgotten to drink my tea. I was too jumpy to read, and found myself assuming a completely false personality, with diction unlike mine, in order to talk with the people around me. Finally we were called in, and all twenty-eight of us filed in and sat down. There were the judge, the attorneys, the defendant. The judge apologized very courteously for keeping us waiting, and even said that we had waited patiently, which in fact we had not; we had groused almost continuously after the first hour. Then he said something so vague that I can't recall the terminology, but the basic idea was that they were having a problem that would not be resolved today (it seemed human rather than administrative, but really I have no idea). So we could go home at eleven, and come back tomorrow at nine a.m. There is a story behind all this that we will never know.
It was Thursday, and though the weather was cold and windy, I could have stopped by the Farmer's Market. I didn't, though. I made a beeline for home. I had no idea how much I hated being away from home until I was made to be so against my will and with no reward.
Two of the people going through the security line ahead of me, whom I recognized from the jury room though not from my panel, were talking about how they had been unable to sleep after watching the lawyers grill other people and then being sent home just before their own turns. Gosh. I can hardly wait.
Maybe they really hated my questionnaire.
P.
We were ready, but "they" weren't. We sat around in the uncomfortable and boring corridor for two hours. I realized that I had forgotten to drink my tea. I was too jumpy to read, and found myself assuming a completely false personality, with diction unlike mine, in order to talk with the people around me. Finally we were called in, and all twenty-eight of us filed in and sat down. There were the judge, the attorneys, the defendant. The judge apologized very courteously for keeping us waiting, and even said that we had waited patiently, which in fact we had not; we had groused almost continuously after the first hour. Then he said something so vague that I can't recall the terminology, but the basic idea was that they were having a problem that would not be resolved today (it seemed human rather than administrative, but really I have no idea). So we could go home at eleven, and come back tomorrow at nine a.m. There is a story behind all this that we will never know.
It was Thursday, and though the weather was cold and windy, I could have stopped by the Farmer's Market. I didn't, though. I made a beeline for home. I had no idea how much I hated being away from home until I was made to be so against my will and with no reward.
Two of the people going through the security line ahead of me, whom I recognized from the jury room though not from my panel, were talking about how they had been unable to sleep after watching the lawyers grill other people and then being sent home just before their own turns. Gosh. I can hardly wait.
Maybe they really hated my questionnaire.
P.
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Date: 2006-05-11 09:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-11 09:29 pm (UTC)P.
Jury Nullification
Date: 2006-05-11 09:31 pm (UTC)B
Re: Jury Nullification
Date: 2006-05-11 10:33 pm (UTC)P.
Re: Jury Nullification
Date: 2006-05-12 04:50 am (UTC)They tried to put one of my colleagues on a murder trial a few years ago, and he told the truth: he is against the death penalty for any reason in any circumstance, and the prosecution couldn't hustle him out of there fast enough.
I figure nobody in their right mind wants someone like me actually on a jury, so I'm probably safe if we get that far. Not that I would mind serving, but... You know how it is. Fingers crossed for you--I have my own (heh heh) ordeal by jury week after next. I'll probably still be grading finals, even.
Re: Jury Nullification
Date: 2006-05-12 01:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-12 03:50 pm (UTC)Maybe I just don't know anyone who's done it successfully, or who's had the courage to say "jury nullification" under the wilting glare of a judge and two attorneys, but everyone who watches cop shows knows about jury nullification and I still don't know anyone who's gotten out of jury duty by saying it. :)
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Date: 2006-05-12 02:44 am (UTC)Questionnaire
Date: 2006-05-11 09:29 pm (UTC)You can only hope.
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Date: 2006-05-11 09:31 pm (UTC)My jury got sent home today because of an ill lawyer. Heh.
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Date: 2006-05-11 10:35 pm (UTC)How annoying for you. Nothing like prolonging the agony. I don't suppose it's much fun for the principals, either.
P.
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Date: 2006-05-11 10:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-11 10:34 pm (UTC)No, I didn't think so.
P.
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Date: 2006-05-12 01:41 am (UTC)Note: This did not really happen.
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Date: 2006-05-11 11:50 pm (UTC)I hope you dodge the bullet...
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Date: 2006-05-12 03:18 am (UTC)a quote, via free association
Date: 2006-05-12 01:53 pm (UTC)"And they got a lot a lot a lotta great desks and chairs
Uh huh, at the Government Center.
They got to make the secretaries feel better
When they put those stamps on all those letters."
-- The Modern Lovers, "Government Center"
The one time I was called for jury duty, I told them I had a PhD in psychology, and my area of specialization was group decision making. They couldn't get me out of there fast enough. (Which was too bad, because I had the time on my hands, and I *really do* have an abiding interest in group decision making. I'm one of the few people who would actually enjoy the chance to be on a jury.)
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Date: 2006-05-12 10:35 pm (UTC)I thought, how hard it would be to find people that did NOT know someone that had been raped. When I said that to my mother, she said she didn't know anyone. With the estimated percentage being 1 out of 3 women being assaulted sometime in her life, that left me thinking: are the only people on rape juries those who live in a world where only "bad women" get assaulted.
No wonder so many rapists get off.