I was seated on a jury late this morning. And let me just say what a fascinating process this is!
I arrived at 8am and gathered with other potential jurors, about 200 of us, I ‘d estimate, in the Juror Assembly Room at the King County Courthouse in downtown Seattle. After we sat through a variety of orientations, courtrooms started requesting jurors. 50 selected at random were off to one case. 45 to the next. Me, I was part of 32 assigned to a courtroom on the 9th floor. Of the 32, I was juror #14.
So from that 32, 13 were ultimately selected, me being one of these 13. The whittling down process took place over about 2 hours. Three or four people were sent back to the assembly room, having requested to be excused because of the nature of this case (I can’t talk about it until it’s over, other than to say it’s a civil case). Then the “voir dire” process began.
That’s right, voir dire. Two French words (voir – see; dire – say). Basically, what it means is that the lawyers interview the potential jurors to weed out bias. They “see” us, I guess, and get us to “say” things. Actually, Wikipedia explains it better.
So I’m on a jury and the trial is expected to last three days. Today’s picture is of me riding the escalator from the downtown Seattle bus tunnel, a block from the courthouse.