Jury Duty

A week or so ago I was called for Jury Duty again. Fourth time I think. On all previous occasions I've not been able to attend because of work reasons, but right now my work situation is fluid enough that I could have gone and it might have been interesting. Or it could have been four days of waiting and one trial about unpaid parking fines.

( This became rambly thoughts about crime and social justice )

Frankly I think a lot of idiots out there could use a thwack across the ear. I'm by no means claiming that prison is a "holiday camp" but it's not entirely a punishment for many people who's home life is full of fear and uncertainty (unless they re-open Freo Prison - now that was one nasty place all round). I do not have a solution.

I know you can't reveal case details, but what jury duty experiences can you share? Do my attitudes appall you? I am, after all, white, middle class, educated, privileged etc and very aware of how my upbringing (and seven years of daily exposure to a deeply unpleasant eastern suburb) has shaped my attitudes. I guess this is White Guilt.

So I called the vet

Cally lost her lunch again today so I called the vet, hoping to discontinue the antibiotics and keep the anti-inflammatories.
( Slightly less gory medical details than last time, but stuff I want to keep track of. )