Jury duty ended Wednesday and it has taken me a few days to get my brain to turn off. This was the first time I have ever been picked to serve on a jury. Each time I have been summoned, the case has been settled and I was told I could leave.
This time, I got to see how it all happens. There were forty of us who were summoned to the court and when we were finally allowed to go into the courtroom they gave us a little information about the case. Then they started asking us questions and I knew that I did not want to be on this jury. We were then sent out of the courtroom while they decided who was being picked.
Over the course of the day, I met a few people that I knew I would get along well with and we clustered together each time we were sent out of the courtroom, which was quite a lot. And what I found a little funny about the whole selection process was the people I was clustered with almost all got picked to serve on the jury together. I was hoping that my septum piercing and tattoos would eliminate me, but the one lawyer said he never noticed them. The only thing that stuck out to him was me having white hair. 😊
So, why am I telling you this? First off, I want to say now that I have been on a jury, I would encourage you to take the jury duty summons seriously and not to use an excuse to get out of it. When I got the summons, the first thing I thought about was getting out of it, but I decided to just do it. The reason I suggest going to jury duty, it really is our duty to do so. We are not only doing it to serve our communities but the people who are involved in the court case need us. The jury that I was on revolved around a small child who lost his father and that child needed us to do the right thing for him. In the end, I can sleep knowing we did the right thing.
Secondly, I met a few really nice people who have become friends. We spent three days together from 9 in the morning till 5 in the afternoon. Some of us even had lunch together in the cafeteria. I am grateful to have met one person who I really adore. She is a great woman. She and I hit it off from the very beginning and by the end of day one, we were joking about being best friends for life. I even gave her my phone number and those who know me, know I rarely give it out. I hope she reads this and knows that I am talking about her.
She and I had a good time talking and getting to know each other and the one thing I would have never guessed in a million year that she is a Trump supporter. It sounds crazy coming from me, but it doesn’t bother me. She knows that I write this political blog and it doesn’t seem to bother her either.
After the trial was over, I spent a day doing nothing except writing and thinking which is what you are reading right now. Meeting my new friend has given me something to think about. When I spend time on social media I only hear about Trump supporters who do the stuff that makes me angry, like Frank Espinoza, who recorded himself making threats against David Hogg, a Parkland, Florida student who survived a mass shooting at his high school. (LINK)
What we don’t hear about are the normal people who support Donald Trump, like my new friend and some members of my family. It is really easy to forget that not everyone is a “crazy” Trump supporter. I may not agree with their politics, but if they can respect mine, I can respect theirs and when I talk about the supporters who make me want to pull my hair out, I am not talking about them. I try really hard to not hurt anyone’s feelings because I care about my family and friends.
I guess what I am saying is that I can understand why people wanted Trump to be president, but I cannot agree with it, but I care more about my friends and family than Donald Trump, so let’s not discuss politics with each other. It makes life so much more peaceful.
Mawow and I wish you,
Peace, Love & Kitty Snuggles.