I was recently summoned to appear for jury duty at the Van Nuys Courthouse for the first time. In spite of the impact of being away from my office, it was an interesting prospect to observe the court system in action and to do my civic duty.
Much to my chagrin, I discovered a process so cumbersome, uncaring and antiquated it was still in the 19th Century, if that. The jury room was, at any given time, filled with 100 to 200 other potential jurors sitting and waiting--reading, watching TV, talking, knitting--while an occasional panel was called and sent out. There seemed to be no consideration given to anything but having warm bodies on call when they might be needed, regardless of the inconvenience to those "bodies."
