Most trials don't really need a jury, except the law demands one, while the few trials that do require a jury, they carefully screen them for anyone who is not so mainstream it hurts.
They may send me home???? I do know what you are saying. I will update this thread on what happened. Only if I can that is.
It is $12.50 per day here. I never even bothered to cash the check; it's still laying around here somewhere.
I'm in Seattle where minimum wage is $15.oo/hr because minimum wage merely means you can't live off it in the long run. Most states pay minimum wage and expenses, depending on how long the trial goes.
I'll bet its not really that different. The whole culture of the judicial system is about as archaic as it gets. In fact, they still wear wigs there don't they?
I would love to link you to my other thread. But sorry, it is on another forum. Not a wise thing for me to do, as I left that forum.
The judicial system is like politics, something I prefer to ignore whenever possible. If it were not for writing my book, it would be much easier. I'd love nothing more than to spend the rest of my days contemplating physics and philosophy. Unfortunately, I had to write the book and, as it is, not even the Taoist masters can keep up with me and academics are no help at all. I had to crack the English language, then crack the quantum observer effect, before I could begin to figure out how to do what must be done, which is why I always hoped and assumed some think tank somewhere would write the damned book. The idea that I could crack all of logic, causality, linguistics, and modern physics had never occurred to me, until mother nature made my instant messaging service provide answers to my questions, before I could send them. That was after she told me to write the book and I assumed I could just spit out something crappy real fast. After a few years of her doing shit like that to me, I settled into just writing whatever had to be written.
The name sounds familiar, but I can't touch a computer without mother nature's permission and cannot talk to anyone she doesn't approve of. She crashed six computers in a row on me when I tried to send a photo of myself once and you could say I have traded a life of my own for writing the book.