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Date: 2008-05-22 04:03 am (UTC)Being a juror is a type. Say what ever you will about the jury system, the people who show up are of a type: decent, responsible, civic, maybe a little curious about the system, definitely determined to do the right thing as much as humanly possible.
At lunch today, I drove a little ways away from the Regional Justice Center to a barbecue place up the road. The woman behind the counter said, "Oh, a juror! What's that like? I keep getting summoned but I never go." She's not of that type: she's missing one of those ingredients that makes for a juror.