UPDATED – @#@^% stove is going to cost over $300 to fix. Not my day.
Ok, I freely admit that I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. (Actually, any side of the bed that required getting OUT of it was the wrong side today.) And it didn’t help that our $#$@(* stove was on the fritz again this morning so I had to go to the common house to use the stove in the community kitchen to cook the breakfast I didn’t even want but had to eat. And then the keyless entry system wasn’t working so I had to go around to the back door to get in to the kitchen… anyway, this morning did not start well and I was in no mood for bureacratic homophobia.
All that said, could somebody please explain to me WHY ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH MY MARITAL STATUS MATTERS ONE WHIT FOR MY PROSPECTIVE JURY DUTY?!?!?!?* For DC court, at least, the juror questionnaire includes a place where one has to check off one’s current marital status. Shockingly, neither “partnered” nor “prevented from being married by stupid laws and bigotry” are choices on the form. Nor is the dreaded “other”. So, when I went to fill out the form, as Cait had done a few months ago, I left the stupid question blank. Silent protest. Civil disobedience. Thumbing my nose at authority. Whatever you want to call it.
Unfortunately, I needed to request a deferment. The DC Courts have actually joined the modern era, and this can now be done online! (Longtime DC residents will share my astonishment.) However, in order to do so, I had to complete the juror questionnaire online as the paper copy had not yet been received. Intractable as computers are, I could not simply skip the question this time. Meaning that in order to fulfill my civic duty and help ensure the rights of other citizens, I had to be slapped in the face yet again by the ways in which MY basic rights are denied. And for no apparent purpose. Can anyone explain one reason why a juror’s marital status would affect their eligibility to serve on a jury? And no, I’m not talking about actually being CHOSEN for a jury. Just being in the pool – which in the District means you can breathe and you are 18 years of age or older.
I can see other situations in which this stupid question would unnecessarily bother people. What if you were recently widowed or divorced? What if you were single and very sad and bitter about it? There are times when marital status DOES matter – but this isn’t one of them.
Maybe I’ll make a t-shirt to wear on the day I go to serve. “Queer, pregnant, and pissed. Do you really WANT me on your jury?”
*Oh, yes, FF friends, I did jinx myself when I bragged a few weeks ago that I hadn’t been called in years. I think the minute my fingers typed the words, the summons left the court.