Epilogue to the Post-Mortem
I can’t leave well enough alone.
The legal case, I haven’t stopped Googling.
The incident happened right at the same time Mom took a turn for the worst.
I remember her telling me about it from the news. And it went right out of my head as fast as it entered.
Even though I knew the location very well at the time of the trial, I drove around the area yesterday.
There is no possible way the defendant wouldn’t have known (redacted). NO WAY.
It’s also unforgivable that the defendant (redacted). Like, we got tripped up on “willfully” in the jury room. Fuck that shit. Everything had to be willful, including ignorance. You know, like tRump voters.
(He and his ex-wife are independent non-voters. Yes I looked up that shit, too.)
What really fries my chitlins is the legal charge that was either thrown out or given to another jury. What the fuck else did they keep from us?
Like, I feel like my time was wasted. WASTED.
I am very glad we the jury arrived at our collective conclusion.
For a while I felt like ass that the lone holdout thanked ME of all people in the end. For explaining the law to her. For her to see why we all said guilty.
Like, what if she was one of the “Twelve Angry Men” who saw something we didn’t?
I had even asked my fellow jurors, OK, this is it. Before we turn in the paperwork, what are we missing? What if we can end up being “Twelve Angry Men?”
We didn’t. We were just six humans who knew that our job was simply to listen and to give the judge the piece of information she couldn’t legally determine on her own.
Anyway. I just have to bleed out the wound here so I don’t carry it with me.
I still can’t figure out what the victim was thinking when he (redacted). But in no way, shape or form did he deserve what happened to him. And if (redacted) didn’t happen, he’d still be living his life.
One last thing and I’ll shut up about it forever (or until tomorrow) …
I am truly shocked at how many prospective jurors also said they are single. Just like the defendant and the decedent.
Like, how many of us are alone (or lonely, or both) while more than half the room is also unattached?
And this shit was said under oath. It’s not like all these married guys I meet who either have a hope or a plan for getting out of their relationship/marriage.
In any event, maybe that’s my takeaway. Have prospective partners say under oath whether they are single or have some attachment that could complicate matters.
I don’t mean to make light out of any of this. I just need to figure out what I need to take away from this other than yanking the Very Good Researcher(TM) crown out of Will D. Beest’s matted mop.