Is the US Court System in trouble?

My sister-in-law likes to keep me informed. She sent me this today.

These are from a book called Disorder in the American Courts and are things people presumably said in court, allegedly word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters who had the torment of biting their lip to stay calm while these exchanges were taking place.


Q: Are you sexually active?
A: No, I just lie there.


Q: What is your date of birth?
A: July 15.
Q: What year?
A: Every year.


Q: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.


Q: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?
A: Yes.
Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
A: I forget.
Q: You forget? Can you give us an example of something
that you’ve forgotten?


Q: How old is your son, the one living with you?
A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can’t remember which.
Q: How long has he lived with you?
A: Forty-five years.


Q: What was the first thing your husband said to you when
he woke up that morning?
A: He said, “Where am I, Cathy?”
Q: And why did that upset you?
A: My name is Susan.


Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved
in voodoo or the occult?
A: We both do.
Q: Voodoo?
A: We do.
Q: You do?
A: Yes, voodoo.


Q: Now doctor, isn’t it true that when a person dies in his sleep,
he doesn’t know about it until the next morning?
A: Did you actually pass the bar exam?


Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?


Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?


Q: So the date of conception of the baby was August 8th?
A: Yes.
Q: And what were you doing at that time?


Q: She had three children, right?
A: Yes.
Q: How many were boys?
A: None.
Q: Were there any girls?


Q: How was your first marriage terminated?
A: By death.
Q: And by whose death was it terminated?


Q: Can you describe the individual?
A: He was about medium height and had a beard.
Q: Was this a male, or a female?


Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant
to a deposition which I sent to your attorney?
A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.


Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed
on dead people?
A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.


Q: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK?
A: Yes.
Q: What school did you go to?
A: Oral.


Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m
Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?
A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering
why I was doing an autopsy.


Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy,
did you check for a pulse?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for breathing?
A: No.
Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive
when you began the autopsy?
A: No
Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor
A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
Q: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
A: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive,
practicing law somewhere.


I was going to say which one was my favorite but there got to be too many. Those are good! :laughing:

I agree! I laughed really hard. I hope those are not true. Those poor people!

:stuck_out_tongue:

All too plausible… sadly and laughably.

I can’t wait for jury duty! :laughing:
Robin

:laughing: :laughing: :laughing: those are Great!

:laughing: Here’s a couple more…

Defendant (after being sentenced to 90 days in jail): Can I address the court?
Judge: Of course.
Defendant: If I called you a son of a btch, what would you do?
Judge: I’d hold you in contempt and assess an additional five days in jail.
Defendant: What if I thought you were a son of a b
tch?
Judge: I can’t do anything about that. There’s no law against thinking.
Defendant: In that case, I think you’re a son of a b*tch.


Q: Have you lived in this town all your life?
A: Not yet.


Judge: I know you, don’t I?
Defendant: Uh, yes.
Judge: All right, tell me, how do I know you?
Defendant: Judge, do I have to tell you?
Judge: Of course, you might be obstructing justice not to tell me.
Defendant: Okay. I was your bookie.


Judge: Is there any reason you could not serve as a juror in this case?
Juror: I don’t want to be away from my job that long.
Judge: Can’t they do without you at work?
Juror: Yes, but I don’t want them to know it.


Q: And where was the location of the accident?
A: Approximately milepost 499.
Q: And where is milepost 499?
A: Approximately between milepost 498 and 500.


Q: How far apart were the vehicles at the time of the collision?
A: Not that far, as far as I could tell.

My daughter was a defense lawyer here for awhile. In one of the cases a young man was accused by a woman of exposing himself to her. The item that the man allegedly exposed had some peculiarity that would make it distinctive. However, the woman couldn’t describe this peculiarity. The case was dismissed by the judge for “lack of hard evidence.”

Steve

:astonished:

I actually had jury duty this past week. This was only my 2nd time being summoned. The 1st time, I ended up on the jury for a 2nd degree murder case.

Anyway, this time, during voir dire (selecting the jurors for the trial from a pool of potential jurors), the defense attorney was explaining that real court cases are nothing like what is portrayed on television. He made his point by saying that, unlike Perry Mason, real cases are never won by having your private investigator run in at the last moment with startling new evidence that clears your client. Two minutes later, a courier entered the courtroom with a package for the defense attorney. Even the judge laughed.