Jury Duty: Day 1 Rainy miserable morning as I park my truck in the judicial parking lot of the Henry County State Court. I pass through the metal detector at the direction of an elderly black bailiff. One of the clerks signs in juror #90 (that's me) and directs me to my assigned seat. There are approximately 100+ other civic minded individuals in my presence.

And considering my status as a pillar of the Henry Counth Community, I am both shocked and amused that I do not recognize any of my fellow jurors. Not one.

And as we await any sort of direction, I am noticing a trend amongst the HR department to hire elderly white women and overweight white men as sheriff's deputies to serve as court bailiffs. This revelation comes not too far after the Brian Nichols affair.

I can't imagine that Henry County would have any severly violent crimes that would be heard, but if they did, they are not properly staffed to handle such an event. No overweight men, nor elderly women would be able to stop my wife, let alone a stone cold killer.  ¶ 6:05 PM