Good Morning Gentle Readers,
I'm not big on jury duty but since I'm even less fond of scullery duty at the county lockup I showed up for the cattle call this morning.
The ABA has been hot on jury appreciation for several years, even enlisting Harrison Ford in the campaign. Before you get all weepy eyed and salute the flag, keep in mind that these are the same guys who get five big ones just for walking through the courthouse door on Monday morning. Jurors? Fifteen bucks. Not even enough to cover the cost of gas to get there and home.
Then there is that little matter of the Thirteenth Amendment, prohibiting involuntary servitude. There is nothing voluntary about serving on a jury. Where's the ACLU on this? Wait. They're all lawyers too.
The system depends upon the citizen juror. And they play on your civic pride, your patriotism, hell, they even invoke Thomas Jefferson, TWC's Patron Saint. That's all well and good, but how about putting the lowly juror on a par with the presiding judge or the lead attorney? Ain't gonna happen.
But, to be fair & balanced, Californicate has adopted a system that is infinitely more organized and much more juror-friendly than in years past. I do commend them for that although I suspect that it was forced on them by mass civil disobedience. After all, when your done jailing potheads, how much more room is there for people ignoring a jury summons?
I might feel better about it if the judicial system was about getting at the truth of the matter. More often than not, it's about tricks and technicalities.
Course, I am contrary by nature so I tend to blow things like jury duty way out of proportion. This time around it cost me a day I'm not getting back but I also read most of a trashy paperback novel. Not so bad, really. Still, I couldn't get out of town fast enough.
Get home to a bottle of wine and this.....