Being fair and impartial is a difficult thing, even for the fair and impartial.
As I walked into the courtroom, the defendant was easily identifiable. He sat next to his attorney in the serious suit. White, about my age, he could have been a friend at our last neighborhood porch party.
My first thought…I wonder what he did?
My first thought should have been…I wonder what he is accused of doing?
I carry my history and experience with me. I reminded myself to set that aside and listen before judging. I reminded myself he was innocent until proven otherwise.
Before the trial began, jurors talked. Overly Eager juror had already made my head spin. When she took a bathroom break, Lucille Ball took her place. “Well I can’t believe he was indicted in 2009 and is just now getting his trial!
“I thought everyone was entitled to a speedy trial?”
“That’s not speedy.”
“That poor man…”
I found it difficult to take her seriously in the pink and black polka-dot cat glasses.
“I think the State is stalking him. They don’t really have anything on him. If they did, they would have gone to trial sooner.” She continued.
I looked for a hidden camera. Maybe this was not a trial at all. Maybe we were on a reality television show.
I hoped my dark roots weren’t showing.
I stared at the red button on the wall used to summon the bailiff. Should I push it? Should I summon the bailiff and confess Overly Eager knows the Judge and Lucy already feels sorry for the defendant?
stay tuned for Dallas County jury duty saga part five…