They'll Call Again in September

The jury duty selection process took a long time but Plotnik got a two month stay of execution so he can accompany his family on the upcoming family reunion in Minnesota. In September he'll have to go through it all again.

The judge seems to be a nice woman who takes her job seriously. And it's true that anyone would rather leave their fate to twelve jurors than to one judge who only could have gotten his or her job by being an insider in the world of political horse trading.

But Plotnik can't help feeling like he's just one of the tokens in a game of Legal Eagle. The litigants lie, the lawyers lie, the witnesses lie, the judge has his or her own favors to repay, and the jurors are left to sort it all out. In the meantime, everyone in the system continues to draw their salary. They have no incentive to change a thing. If you're a lawyer, you win the game if you win the case, period. Justice and honesty have absolutely nothing to do with it.

Plottie doesn't have a suggestion for a better system, but he can't imagine a worse group of people than lawyers to control the destiny of a country's citizens. On the other hand, what happens when everyday people take over? You get the French Revolution.

Dreary boredom or the guillotine? I guess the choice is easy.