On my second week of being on call for jury duty, I was slightly less nervous than the first go round. The biggest plus is that I knew I would get home far earlier than I do from work, so my kids would be thrilled. But I just didn’t want to do it. Why? Well, for me the biggest thing would probably be that I worry too much about things, and the idea makes me a nervous wreck. But what about most people?
I had a conversation with a friend, who stated that she wouldn’t feel comfortable sending someone to jail even if she was fairly certain that person was guilty. Who was she to judge? Valid point.
But just like everything else, there’s a flipside: What if the accused had done something terrible to me or to my loved one? Wouldn’t I want a jury of my peers to spend their time listening to witnesses, examining evidence, and determining the truth? Doesn’t someone deserve the same courtesy from me when they are the victim?
This really left me wondering where our send of duty is. I mean, after all, it’s called jury duty. Not jury onlyifyoureallyfeellikeit.
Have you been called for jury duty before? I’d love to hear about it!
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