Mark_Henderson
very stable genius
It's real easy getting locales changed.
For some reason my initial one comes up Brockton every summons. I send it back requesting venue change. Sure enough a second notice to Plymouth almost every time.
Last time at Plymouth the case turned out to be 3rd offense sex with a minor. I was ready to kill the guy from my seat. Go thru the whole background bs and then the ask the jurors successive questions that you have conflicts with and you sit there like an ass with your hand in the air while they bring jurors up one at a time to address.
When I get up there they say "So you have a problem with this case?" The judge, DA, and defense attorney with the baliff or court officer next to me.
I say " Yes your honor. I think this man should have been executed after the first offense and here we are shockingly on case number 3."
The defense attorney gasped liked I kicked her in the hoo hah. The DA was emotionless. The judge said "That's not really for you to decide." I said "I'm just laying it out there your honor. My thoughts on people with this history. This is still America and people have a voice."
The defense attorney looked at me like I had poo on my shoe and said "We're done with him."
The court officer walked me out and said this court was Sex Crime HQ now. Tons of cases rolling thru there like that one. Said he respected hearing me speak my mind like that.
No long stint with some liberal minded lets rehabilitate the world asshats for the Schrute. I would donate time to help frame gallows on the town green though.
Though you could have helped put the guy away for longer as a hardline juror. My trial didn't tell us any specifics of the case during jury selection, probably because it was a minor civil suit.
It was kind of bizarre, though. The woman whose car was stolen had an unbelievably bad lawyer, who must have hooked up with her through their both being Vietnamese. He had a heavy accent, but unlike her, spoke English. The insurance company was probably full of $hit, but their experts were at least articulate in presenting their scenario that the steering column of the recovered car was hacked up, but that it's security system had never been defeated in a way that someone without a key couldn't have driven it.
The lawyer against them was saying crazy things like, "Who stole the car? Was it you, was it me, was it the man in the tree?" Then, he started comparing the evil insurance company to Nazis and asking if we were going to stand up to evil this time, and who had stood up to the Nazis when they marched people to the ovens. The whole thing with the Vietnamese accent (and there was a Vietnamese interpreter talking really loudly in Vietnamese) was so nutty that I was biting my cheeks as hard as I could so I wouldn't break out laughing. The judge, an old Boston Irish guy, eventually called the lawyer over and was yelling at him that he had to talk about things relating to the case and not about Nazis. After closing arguments, part of the judge's instructions to us was that we shouldn't base our decision simply on the fact that someone had a bad lawyer.
I Googled the issue when I got home (which we weren't supposed to do) and saw that other people were complaining that Commerce Insurance Company was refusing to pay them when their cars got stolen, using the exact same tactics, so I based my vote on that.