judicial... inaction

Today is my first day of jury duty. (kinda reminds me of the old saying "today is the first day of the rest of your life...")

I arrived at the Burbank courthouse only to discover the courthouse was not open (even though we were required to be there at 8 am sharp...) Like many in the same situation, I stood around waiting for the magic to happen... then (along with new security requirements) had to pass through the same machines currently in use at airports across the states.

As I stood waiting for the line to thin, I began to wonder if all the enhanced security actually made us safer, or just led us to believe we were safer when in fact, it was merely a placebo...

Like everything in life, we will not know for sure if this is the case until the winds of time move beyond us...

But, back to jury duty... We were required to watch a short video where "former jurors" waxed nostalgic about their service and how it made them feel better about themselves and the (justice) system. Several times I found myself laughing because truth be known, we all know by now that justice belongs to the side with the deepest pockets. Don't believe me? Where are those individuals residing that crashed the largest economic system in the world? Comfortably in their multi-million dollar homes, counting their multi-million dollar bailouts, thanks in great part to the shills we placed in congress.

But hey, the system works for all of us... right? Not really. Attempt to destroy an economy at the same levels as recently occurred and see what happens... Wham, bam, behind bars quickly and permanently...

Yeah, the system works for us... or is that against us?

6:32 pm
And more on the system...  after sitting for a few hours at the Burbank courthouse, it was announced to the jury pool that our presence was required at the Glendale courthouse... we were given ample time to get over to Glendale, and then the waiting game began once more. We sat for over an hour, then were told to go downstairs where we again stood around for about 20 minutes, waiting for the bailiff to escort us into the courtroom after determining we were all present and accounted for... we then listened to the charges, were introduced to the major players and 18 potential jurors were seated. Then came the fun part... questions were asked, responses were given and it was gradually determined that seating a pool was going to be very hard, for many reasons. My turn in the question/answer game will either  come tomorrow or the next day, and quite frankly, I am not a happy camper. If I am excused or when the trial concludes, I will state my reasons for my unhappiness. Until then, stay tuned.