PRESENTING MY REDACTED JURY SUMMONS LETTER FROM YEARS AGO
This is a redacted copy of the jury summons letter that I mailed certified to the authorities years back when they had the unmitigated GALL to "order" me to serve on a jury. Even if they had asked politely I would been forced to decline, as I am so jaded and untrusting that I wouldn't believe god itself if such a being appeared to me on a winged horse.
Any reader may feel free to copy and use my text as a template for your own letter if you like, though I do retain copyright for any and all of my work.
That said, what do you think of my remarks to the Jury Commissioner?
25 August 2xxx
Jury Commissioner
Circuit Court for xxxxxxxxx xxxxxx
xxxx xxxxxxxxx xxxxx
xxxxxxxxx Maryland 2xxxx-xxxx
Dear Sir or Madam,
This letter is being sent to your office under
section “J” of the jury qualification questionnaire sent to me.
I do not feel that I would be of any legitimate
value to you as a juror due to my personal worldview regarding the current
condition of this state, nation and culture. Many decades of living on this
planet have taken their inexorable toll, making me a suspicious, cynical,
bitter, atheistic man who has little use for any political system, including
the “Constitutional Republic” that this nation supposedly is. I view America as
a moribund, predatory, corrupt plutocracy, run by amoral individuals from top
to bottom. I haven’t bothered to vote in decades, as all of the candidates are
the same to me, whether Democrat or Republican, liberal or conservative. In my
opinion, the only motivations of those running for and holding office today are
the pursuit of money and power; justice and protection of individual rights of
the citizenry under the Constitution don’t even enter into the cunning minds of
those who sardonically claim to aspire to what is called public service.
In complete disgust, I even want as far to have
my name removed from the voter rolls after having received a forwarded “voter
registration” notice last year to my address in xxxxxxxxxxx, listing me as an Independent voter residing at xxxxx xxxxxx xxxxx, xxxxxx, Maryland, 2xxxx, a
residence that I have not lived at for over 20 years. My driver’s
license lists my current address in xxxxxxxxxxx, and has listed it as that for
years; I candidly suspect that I have “voted” in several elections since I
stopped voting in the nineties, as most voters who do not vote are purged from
the rolls after five years or so. It does seem rather odd that I removed my
name from the rolls just last year, and now I receive a summons for jury duty
this year.
That said, as a juror in a criminal trial I would
be expected to review alleged “facts” provided by the State as evidence to
consider the innocence or guilt of a given suspect in a jury trial. How can I
possibly be expected to do that when I know for a fact that the authorities
have been proven to go out of their way to manipulate or fabricate evidence in
order to obtain a conviction? All one needs to do is look at the appalling
records of the police and prosecutors across this nation, including Maryland,
and the myriad overturned convictions in every state, displayed on television
nearly every day.
The exonerated victim Kirk N. Bloodsworth, a
Maryland resident and citizen wrongfully convicted of rape and murder
immediately comes to mind. Bloodsworth was convicted twice by properly voir
dired juries of his peers, and yet he was innocent of the crime; the moral and
ethical implications of such convictions are staggering. Nine years of a man’s
life spent in prison, two on death row, for a crime he did not commit. He
endured beatings and other abuse, it is amazing that he survived the ordeal.
Finally, Bloodsworth was pardoned, but nine years of his life are forever gone,
thanks to a determined State of Maryland that couldn’t have cared less if he
was innocent, as long as he was convicted. I cannot say for others, but I could
not live with myself if I made such a mistake, i.e., convicting an innocent
man.
Our police of today seem as criminal as those
they pursue; they tend to shoot first and ask questions later, as illustrated
over television with the bullet-riddled corpses of minorities and other hapless
victims. Often police lie to cover up their wrongdoing; names like Michael
Slager and Johannes Mehsearle come to mind. A short time later, their actions
are dismissed as “good shootings”, the victim is buried or cremated, family
members make millions in lawsuits, and the remorseless, amoral policeman goes
back on the beat, hunting for his next victim to put in the grave, like an
armed, badged, duly sworn grim reaper.
During my encounters with the police, they have,
for the most part, treated me like absolute dirt, all for minor traffic
violations like having a bad tag light or a bald tire. I vividly recall on
January 4, 1991 that I was driving a 1xxx xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx on Route 100 at
7:30 PM in Glen Burnie Maryland, where I was arrested by an Anne Arundel County
Police Officer for the “crime” of having my own money on my person. I was
accused of being a ‘drug’ dealer, my car was searched and my tools stolen by
the police – which they of course denied, telling me “there were no tools in
the trunk of my vehicle”. It took me over one year, $1000.00 in attorney’s
fees, and I had to sign a disclaimer that I would not sue them – all to get my
money that I legally earned back from them, without being convicted of any crime.
I was of course “charged” with “disobeying the lawful order of a police
officer” so they could hold me and steal my money – which was thrown out of
court later by a judge.
Further, I was defamed before the entire world
in the “Crime Beat” section of the Evening Capital newspaper, which blithely
stated my full name, i.e., xxxxxxxxx xxxxxxx, and that the funds seized from me
were “alleged drug proceeds”. I received no apologies from the police, no
compensation as I was forced to sign off my rights to get my money back, or it
would have been kept by the State in a “civil forfeiture" proceeding as
“abandoned funds”. I was even told by an arrogant Assistant State’s Attorney
named Trevor Kiessling that he was “sure that I received my money by illegal
means”. I received no retraction from Capital-Gazette Newspapers blatant lies
either; I was sent on my way like the lowly serf that I am perceived as by my
supposed ‘betters’.
As a juror in a civil trial I would be expected
to review and make a judgment based on the ‘preponderance of the evidence’ in
such a proceeding; probably some variety of a tort, e.g., a traffic accident,
with a plaintiff suing ABC Insurance Company, who would attempt to deny his or
her claim using any contrived legerdemain at their disposal, regardless if the
plaintiff was injured or not.
I should know. I was a victim of a horrific
traffic accident that left me with a back injury, a partially separated left
shoulder, ulnar nerve sheath damage in my left arm, and occasional numbness in
my left leg, courtesy of a Mitsubishi-Fuso stake bodied vegetable truck
colliding with the rear portion and almost running over the vehicle I was
driving on July 27, 1993, while I was attempting to turn into my driveway in
xxxxxxxxxxx. State Farm Insurance Company was determined to leave me without
any compensation for my losses, even my medical injury losses, and I had to sue
those smooth talking prevaricators in civil court. After that occurrence, I
contemptuously view insurance companies and their ilk as lower than whale
excrement, determined to steal money from their policyholders in the form of
premiums, and equally determined to never pay one thin dime, even a legitimate
claim, using any means necessary, up to and including mendacity and deception.
I feel the occurrences that happened above,
which can be easily verified by your office, together with my other, less
odious but still disagreeable experiences with police and other institutions,
which I have omitted due to not wanting to be tedious, would unduly bias me as
a juror. I am not a believer of any kind, but I do have my own personal
morality, which makes me unsuitable for either plaintiff or defendant. I do not
trust people, and I do not trust the police at all, as they are allowed to lie
to suspects, courtesy of SCOTUS, whereas it is “illegal” and punishable for a
suspect to lie to the police. Casey Anthony and her travails come to mind.
When I was arrested on January 4, 1991, the
police lied through their teeth to me while I was languishing in a holding cell
at the Anne Arundel County barracks on Route 3. They claimed they had “proof”
that I was a “drug dealer”, to which I laughed at them, knowing they had
nothing, that is unless they had planted some drugs in my vehicle, which I
genuinely did fear they would do. I cynically wager such a scenario was in fact
suggested to upper echelons and vetoed for reasons unknown. After several hours
I was released on my own recognizance, without my funds, and returned to my
vehicle, parked at an office building on Hospital Drive in Glen Burnie. I
discovered to my dismay that it had been ransacked and my tools were gone from
the trunk, which was left open. Having revealed all that, how do you expect me
to believe one word that they say, having had personal experience with what
passed for police over 20 years ago? They are worse now, even if a defendant
appeared guilty, how could I truly know that the police and prosecutor weren’t
lying and conspiring in order to gain a conviction of an innocent person?
It is human nature for authorities to view such
a scenario with the detachment of “better them than me”, coupled with hints of
schadenfreude, as I experienced with the “officer” who arrested me so he could
steal my money and look good in front of his peers. He truly enjoyed it,
displaying his “power” over me, and he made absolutely certain that I knew it.
He also referred to me as “dirtbag” several times when attempting to question
me, to which I said nothing, which infuriated him. My supposed “rights” didn’t
matter to him at all, as in his mind I was obviously guilty until proven
innocent.
Convictions also look very good on the records
of prosecutors and police, acquittals do not.
The same jaded viewpoint goes for people in
general, politicians, insurance companies, banks, and most every other
institution in this nation; morality and ethical behavior no longer exist here,
and haven’t for decades. If, after having read this missive, you feel that I
will make a suitable juror, I will gladly appear, but don’t expect me to go
along with what I view as an utterly despicable, rigged game, where people are
routinely ground up in the gears of what passes for “justice”.
Regards,
