Jury Duty
A submission

Good Morning!

My friend Sylvia says that DaveNet is my personal journal. How true! When I want to remember what I was doing in a given month I can just open up the DaveNet website and have a look. All the memories come spilling back! It's cooool.

This week I had a personal experience. Called for jury duty. Courtroom, jury box. Judge, clerk, bailiff, stenographer. The People point a finger! The defense rises, the defense rests. We talk, we're locked. We come back. Talk, compromise, decide. Guilty! Return to normal life.

I had been called before, but had never served. This time I had no hardship to argue. My financial future wouldn't be threatened. I'm a writer, my raw material is experience. I was probably the only juror who could stay on the job doing jury duty.

At the end of the trial, the judge lifted our gag order. I told my fellow jurors I'd be writing about this. I'm not sure if any of them will see this report. I hope they will.

Doing my job

It's a driving-under-the-influence case. A hundred candidates. They interview each of us.

Almost everyone wishes they didn't have to serve. If you insist, they will let you off.

I'm a magazine writer and software developer. I have experience with drunk driving, I was in a horrible car accident as a child. A drunk driver was responsible. Would this interfere with my ability to make a decision? Honest answer: absolutely not.

A doctor's wife, married 55 years. The judge asks what's the secret? One day at a time.

A man who is obviously an alcoholic. He sometimes drives after having a few drinks, but it's not a problem, because he doesn't drink too much. He's excused, immediately.