I got the summons in August. I honestly wouldn't have opened it, but I was propped up on the couch, zoned out on meds.....And my neighbor dragged it in. Jury Duty. I was granted a reprieve. The courthouse is old and the stairways climb four stories high before you reach the top. They believed me when I said I wouldn't make it that far on crutches toting that concrete block. And I was telling the truth.And then they rainchecked me. No "get outa Dodge" ticket this time lady. Your turn at the wheel.
I'm home now. And JSYK, I've been on trial all day. My life. My dirty laundrey aired in front of 16 peers, a defendent, three attorneys, a judge, and an audience. Every nightmare I've lived through, drudged back up, regurgitated in public. "Yes, but still....." "But certainly you would...." "But, don't you believe...."....."But what if....." "But that was just one police officer...." "But, couldn't you?...."
Needles in my eyeballs. Needles in my heart.
"No sir, No ma'am, No your honor".....
I believe in peace and love. That there's three sides to every story. That I can't judge less I be judged.
I believe if they had made me sit in that courtroom another moment, another day, poking me, I would have lost my mind....
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I tell them exacly what they don't want to hear and they send me home...
"Ummm, not THAT GUY!"
"ee yas! I wouldn't want to be ya's!"
And off I go, away from the madness of wrongful firing suits, and who said what libel actions...
Lol...sanely insane, my sister! ILY!
Bannerbaby.....It's two hours later, and two Michs later, and I'm no where nearly as rantalicious as I was when this posted.....
but, people, hey,
enough is enough!
sweetsib.....Muah! ILYSVVM! And only you would understand how devastated I was when they said the alarms were set off by the Peace Sign and not the screws in my foot.....Barefooted and naked necklessed......
some things just push buttons. still, after the button alarms, you are the same solid earnest fun loving peace making potential juror girl. just so you know...
:)
I used the breastfeeding excuse and got away with it for five years. Actually I was telling the truth. What exactly is a "Jury of Peers"? I certainly would not call myself OJ Simpson's peer or for that matter a serial killer's peer. It seems they mostly like to pick people who do not read.
Not to mention you have to speak right out loud your street address,,,right there in front of the defendant(alleged murderer),his family, and his BUDDIES!
I feel your pain.
My brother has had jury duty but I haven't, thankfully. Fight on through it!
KJ....They lined my buttons up one right after another and pushed them all at once! Arrrrggggh! Adding that to my list of "never ever agains"!
Ces...Yikes! I hadn't even thought about those extreme cases where they sequester the jury forever....it's like being kidnapped from real life..... And I barely made it through an 8 hour day! :)
Babs....That's what I was ranting to skinny about....Your name, address, employer, childrens names, etc and all your dirty laundrey in front of a room full of strangers and onlookers....I dunno, seems like there could be another way....a more polite way!
Ultra....Yeah, it was kinda like getting teeth pulled....I dont wanna do it again! Bet your Bro feels the same way!
Peace~love my Friends
Beautiful friend,
I just went and read a post of yours called 'the accidental wave' from last year...
Wow!!!!!
I wonder how long its been since the people in that court room... with their hand me down knowledge of a 'black and white' lawful world...
have been to the sea?
She's always callin us...
to remember the wildness of it all...
to be more than little boys and girls in suits playin doctors and lawyers...
but instead
to be boys and girls
on the wet seashore...collecting shells.... singin our lullabys and love songs to the beautiful, unknowable infinity before us.
Sending you peace Beloved,
on the wave
M
Ick! I was supposed to have jury duty last week, but I rescheduled until June.
Atleast in June I'll be able to ride my bike there and back.
Maithri...
Ahhh, you found the oasis, the
little tincan set out to catch
the rain,
the flowing mudpuddle on the busy street
whisking
paper boats and dreams
to the sea....
Clink! My friend....
I needed that,
to be guided there again,
to remember.......
Muah!
Peace~love~and running water!
suchacoolcat....you're the bomb! Riding your bike, what a smart cat you are! I had to park under this sign, after circling the lot until I was late..."Sheriff vehicles only".....Hmmmmmmm.....ya think that little red toyota stood out like a popsicle melting on that glaring seaside pavement? Close call.......:)
Peace~love
everybody......
Grab it when you can!
I would be utterly useless in a jury. I can't even make up my mind about what I would decide when watching bad TV legal dramas.
wow I agree have been a juror several times - so conmfining - bring on the anxiety attacks
I would just stand up and say "fuck it! They're all guilty of something! Let'em fry!"
And I betcha they'd send me home.
Just no gold star on my forehead.
Miss you much--I'm busy just surviving.
I long so much for the times we sat up and just wrote back and forth, the tides, the winds, the whole world on our palate, and our grubby fingers were the brushes that gave a new life to everything we wrote about. I know I'll never meet another person like you. Everyone else has their ulterior motives and agendas, but you only want to see me soar higher and highest.
That's just one of the many things I admire about you, my friend.
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