Monday, January 25, 2010

Jury Duty Over

I went to jury duty today. In L.A., because there are so many niggers and mexicans, they have a lot of people come on down in order to send the niggers and mexicans to jail because the niggers and Mexicans are running riot and it's like Iraq, only with more killings, around here. The City needs to get the white people involved. It's not right that the niggers and Mexicans and the State are causing all the chaos by themselves, they have to get the white people involved too. Fair to say there were as many "Asians," or nips, chinks, gooks, slopes flips and whatever Koreas are called, there too as there were white people. Can we learn anything from this? What EYE can learn from it is that the Yellow Peril and the White Power don't commit any crimes. But what do I know. In jury duty you sit and do nothing. Just like a government employee. There is no concept of time. Well, there is for YOU because your whole life is on hold, it has come to a complete stop, and while YOU are sitting there doing nothing you are sad and depressed and lethargic and apathetic and glum and morose. The government employees are ALSO just sitting there doing nothing but they are all elated and happy and enthusiastic and in a good mood and laughing and joking and slapping each other on the back and winking and poking each other in the ribs, and life is good. What are they so happy about?.....because all the GLUM people - who are losing money while on jury duty - are paying the government employees salaries: which salaries are still in full momentum down there at the hall of HAHAHA justice. So you might be asking, Hey, Jay, how does jury duty work? Well, Bobby, it works like this. You open your mailbox and you get an envelope that says "Summons" on it. In red letters. Is it an advertising ploy? Is it junk mail? Well no, Bobby, unless the people inside the letter are lying, it is an order from the court for you to appear!! Even though you didn't do anything. Oh, but Bobby, you DID do something: you were born and you lived to be 18. So you have to appear. They tell you right away that if you ignore the "summons" you will be fined 1500 dollars and still have to do jury duty and maybe go to jail, and probably all of this without a jury trial. Now Bobby, I know what you're thinking: you're thinking, "Jay?...the way I see it jurors are going to be very pissed off people when that trial starts. I feel sorry for the defendant, Jay!" Well, Bobby, you SHOULD feel sorry for the defendant because unless he has film of himself personally taking Jesus down from the cross and weeping over his dead, skewered body and sobbing "They have pierced my Savior, the Lamb Of God Who died for my sins," you are going teach that fucking defendant a lesson he will never forget for dragging you into his world and fucking up your life and PISSING YOU OFF SO FUCKING MUCH!! But in fact the defendant didn't do any of these things. He's innocent!! At least as far as being responsible for you being on Jury Duty. The Founding Fathers are responsible for that. The instigators of the Constitution are responsible - at least they are the first in line. Whoever put your jury summons in the mailbox is bringin' up the rear. Ironically it is that mail clerk that you meet first. You won't get down to the end of the jury duty Line of Responsibility to meet James fucking Madison or Uncle Milty Hamilton until you DIE. It goes that far back. Now, the judge in the courtroom made it very clear to us all that the guilty guy sitting in the chair, who was the reason we were there, was innocent as far as PRESUMPTION was concerned. You - the juror - and everyone else on earth is supposed to presume Leroy over there - it was in fact a nigger, big surprise there for ya I'll bet, uh? - the Universe is suppose to ASSUME that he is innocent. Even though he is on trial. And was arrested. And is now actually crying, this big young buck, because he knows that this will be his Third Strike of Presumed Innocence and that this time for stealing what was hinted to be a very small amount of property that was returned he will likely go to jail for 25 years of presumed innocence in a concrete compound filled only with men, all of them - by now - homosexual. It will be the prosecutor's "job" to PROVE that Leroy did what the arresting officers, the only witnesses against him, say he did. Leroy you may recall is the presumed innocent poor bastard in chains and manacles and ropes and dog collars and an anvil locked to each foot. He is presumed innocent. I wanted to say to the judge then why the fuck is he here. Just let the fucker go. But the fact is, someone obviously is presuming he ISN'T innnocent. SOMEONE must think pretty strong that the fucker is actually guilty. 'Cause they ain't lettin' him go. It's just a maelstrom of lies and confusion and doubletalk in there, no question about it. One glaring example of that is the make-believe "interviews" of the prospective jurors by the judge, the prosecutor, and the defense attorney. They make it appear that what they are curious about is your OPINION on things. What they are really wondering is if you have entertained an actual thought in your life. If they can see that you have not - you will find yourself on the jury. If they can all see clearly that you have thought about things, or can answer in more than a yes or a no, they will not want you. UNLESS your long-winded answers are completely mindless and stupid and rambling and boring. Then you will be prime jury fodder. They are not interested in WHAT you think, even though they tell you repeatedly that is their goal, they are actually interested in IF you think. And if you DO, then you will never find yourself on a jury, even though you may be called in once a year for the rest of your life. Now then, because the judge and the prosecutor and the attorney all have a personal interest in isolating the prisoner - who is in the real world, as opposed to the fantasy world of the judge and the prosecutor and the attorney, this fantasy world that the "law" is actually SOMETHING, as opposed to a mystical entity they have draped in some sort of errie reality - that is, he is a PRISONER, held against his will by absolute strangers who are convinced they have a right to do this, and he is genuinely scared shitless of what might happen to him - these three parties, the judge, the prosecutor and the attorney, they have to have as jury members 12 people who can be easily brought into this make-believe world of insane, alleged "justice" and weird patriotic, mystical righteousness that the judge and the prosecutor and the attorney are operating in. Which is a completely different universe from the world of the prisoner. The prisoner is piece of shit, a shunned being who even though he is "presumed innocent" is being closely watched by three armed burley sheriffs 5 feet away. Anyone who can think-through this charade of fantasy-on-parade is automatically disqualified. That is why the people on the jury are the dumbest people in the community. They are not the "peers" of the prisoner. They are the peers of reetards. and there is never a bonifide reetard in court, on trial. The courts would never do such a thing to a retard as put him on trial. But they would put him on a jury. They, the people on juries, are the dumbest because they are filtered out through a long filtering process that automatically removes the intelligent. First of all they actually responded to the bogus "summons." That in itself was stupid. The niggers and the Mexicans don't even do that and they are considered dumb by the whites and the Asians who actually do respond. Second of all - that means that they actually think the jury system is honorable and worthwhile. It isn't. It's a joke and a scam and a sham and a way for sadists to make a good living. Third they passed the test for stupidity given by the judge and the prosecutor and the attorney - who are all on the same side, the side that hates the jury memebers AND the prisoner. The judge and the prosecutor and the attorney are all making a good day's pay. the jurors and certainly the prisoner are losing shit all over the place. So therefore when it is over, only the bottom feeding levels of human intelligence ever make it onto an actual jury. Then it all becomes a pissing match of who, the prosecutor or the attorney can do a better job of molding the soft, putty-like minds of the jury into their own way of thinking. The judge assists the prosecutor and the attorney by making decisions that hold evidence from the jury, that prevent them from DISCUSSING the case - which would be the first thing any sane individual who was responsible for detecting the truth of things would do, namely start talking about the case with others, and anything else he can think of to corral their pitiful little thoughts into an even tighter corridor of stupidity. It's the law, the judge, the prosecutor, the defense attorney joined together in perfect harmony and cooperation....against the jury and the prisoner.

5 Comments:

At January 26, 2010 at 7:19 PM , Blogger Backwater said...

So, they didn't let you play, huh?

 
At January 26, 2010 at 8:12 PM , Blogger jj solari said...

nope. but they were all extremely interested that i wrote biker stories. i was actually interviewed.

 
At January 26, 2010 at 9:07 PM , Blogger Backwater said...

Walking through a field of shit and coming out smelling like a rose. I'd say.

 
At January 30, 2010 at 10:57 AM , Blogger jj solari said...

i'm surprised nobody's asked me "hey j, why do you take your coat off when you shit?"

 
At February 13, 2010 at 1:55 AM , Blogger jj solari said...

i take my coat off to take a shit so that it dont dip into the water. thanks for asking mark!!!

 

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