never been called for jury duty, but, my son was a victim of a violent crime. He was stabbed in the neck by a black pos trying to steal his truck, left him for dead. was a quadraplegic but is now recovered. long story that would blow your mind with all the twists and turns. person involved ended up on the tv show the first 48, and i went on tv twice doing a crimestoppers bit for an anonymous tip, which ended up working and how we caught the guy. He was a convicted violent felon, had already spent 10 yrs in prison, got paroled, then got arrested for drugs/stolen property 3 months later. He was let go, supposed to show up to a drug court hearing, and didn't. He was a wanted man for a couple of months before he ended up in my driveway and stabbed my son. It took almost a year, around 10 separate court hearings, before it finally got over with. And it didn't even go to trial!
the judicial system was the most surreal thing i've ever experienced. from the very first hearing, when i found out the hearing was about whether the judge even wants to hear the case... i could go on and on. no part of it followed any common sense, or logic, in any way, shape, or form.
I wanted to kill the black mf'er standing 20 feet away from me, I wanted to kill the court appointed defense attorney who was grilling my son like he was on trial, I wanted to punch our assigned DA in the mouth because he was a pussy, I wanted to slap the shit out of the female judge, who was narcissistic. Man, I was literally vibrating with adrenaline, hate, and anger...and couldn't do a damn thing about it. I had no idea the judicial system worked this way, and it still disturbs me greatly to this day.