Here is a humorous opinion piece by a writer from the old Seinfeld T.V. show. The article talks about jury selection and the writer's recent experience as a member of the jury venire.
OK, I confess. I finagled my way out of jury duty
Let's say three moments per week an average American concludes that, in this life, you just can't win. I'll follow up on that later.
Recently, I was Juror No. 6 in an Inglewood courtroom. Late into a third day of jury selection, the prosecutor, whose questions had been crisp and pointed, suddenly went off script, asking, "Does anyone feel they cannot judge the facts fairly?"
My hand disobeyed my brain and flinched -- then backed down like an umpire deciding the pitch wasn't really a strike.
"Juror No. 6?"
Caught. "You know . . . ," I began...to continue reading go here.
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