Jurors Duty

We were all taught that justice is supposed to be blind, otherwise it's not actually justice. Yet where you live at, and what you look like can determine if you are going to live or die. The fact that where you commit a crime can play just as big of a role as the nature of the crime itself is sickening. You might get a conviction for 40 years in one country and sentenced to the death penalty in the country right next door. Many states that make up a large percentage of death sentences include Ohio, Indiana, California, and Florida. Race of a victim has a discerning effect on which crimes receive the death penalty or even what their sentence is in general. “Studies in states such as Ohio, California, and Georgia found that people who were convicted …show more content…
A jurors duty is to decide on the outcome based on the facts and the law. However often times that is not the case. A lot of times a jurors’ have different backgrounds and experiences than others that can create biases that affect the victim's case (EJUSA). I saw this almost happen in the movie A time to Kill. In the Movie the Defending attorney Jake Brigance called for a change of venue because they knew if the trial took place in the small town of Clanton, Mississippi it would be a jury of all white people, and that would not provide a good outcome for African American Carlee. Unfortunately, the judge didn’t decide in favor of Carlee. Luckily, Jake was an excellent attorney who stayed with Carlee and didn’t quit fighting for him despite all the hardships he was facing for helping an African American man, and they ended up winning the case. However, their victory came from a vital last statement from …show more content…
I'm going to ask you all to close your eyes while I tell you the story. I want you to listen to me. I want you to listen to yourselves. Go ahead. Close your eyes, please. This is a story about a little girl walking home from the grocery store one sunny afternoon. I want you to picture this little girl. Suddenly a truck races up. Two men jump out and grab her. They drag her into a nearby field and they tie her up and they rip her clothes from her body. Now they climb on. First one, then the other, raping her, shattering everything innocent and pure with a vicious thrust in a fog of drunken breath and sweat. And when they're done, after they've killed her tiny womb, murdered any chance for her to have children, to have life beyond her own, they decide to use her for target practice. They start throwing full beer cans at her. They throw them so hard that it tears the flesh all the way to her bones. Then they urinate on her. Now comes the hanging. They have a rope. They tie a noose. Imagine the noose going tight around her neck and with a sudden blinding jerk she's pulled into the air and her feet and legs go kicking. They don't find the ground. The hanging branch isn't strong enough. It snaps and she falls back to the earth. So they pick her up, throw her in the back of the truck and drive out to Foggy Creek Bridge. Pitch her over the edge. And she drops some thirty feet down to the creek bottom below. Can you see her? Her raped, beaten, broken body