Tuesday, July 09, 2013
I had the honor to serve on the Grand Jury all day yesterday, thus fulfilling my responsibilities to the county for the next two years. Truthfully, I would gladly serve every quarter, which is how often they convene it.
We heard and voted to indict 45 cases. What a bunch of bad boys and bad girls! And such stupidity is astounding. Lots of DUIs, and driving with revoked licenses, meth promotion, paraphernalia, and actual meth, pills, and weapons in the hands of convicted felons, aggravated assault, criminal mischief, burglary, witness coercion and public indecency. Even one inciting to riot. Makes me want to stay home, locked down and under the bed.
What got me was that the big family names around here, seem to have two branches. Those outside the law and those who uphold it. And often the victims are also in that same family. Several jury members had to leave the room, as they knew or were related to either or both the perps or the vics. (Notice my instant handling of the jargon).
The way it works, The Law comes into the courtroom to define the alleged crime, giving the particulars and naming the arrested individuals. (around here no one calls them the police, it's The Law) Then after 15-20 of these cases are heard, we voted whether they probably committed the offense. Easy peasy. But that is leaving out the comedy. Here's a slightly altered (for secrecy, of course) scenario:
Two couples are drinking in a bar. One set, the marrieds have been shopping all day and have a carload of new stuff. The other 'dating' couple decides to break into their car and rob them of the new stuff. The thief says he is going to the men's room and does the deed, putting the loot in his car, but forgetting that he has left his hat at the scene of the crime. He meets the robbed couple on their way out of the bar, and runs to his car, but his girlfriend-accomplice had already driven away with the loot. The married couple find they've been robbed and know by the remaining hat who done it.
Enter the cops who take the perp home to retrieve the loot, and find only part of it is there, the girlfriend having taken it away. Two days later she shows up at the bar wearing the stolen clothes. Now how stupid is that?
Charges include: theft, resisting arrest, public drunkenness, and DOR (no license).
On and on it goes.
I was quite impressed with the officers, detectives and the Meth squad team who brought in the cases. Spit and polished is an understatement. I cannot imagine what their days and nights are like in our 'sleepy' county. Thank heaven for their service.
at 7:57 AM