The best part about this pic is Jack looks like he just ran the crucible and did 8 weeks of hell week and the chick behind him is grinning with the “I just got a $4K gift certificate to Macey’s” LOL
The comments on this thread are stupid beyond belief. These people actually know how to operate a keyboard? Really?
The Bill of Rights:
The Preamble to The Bill of Rights
Congress of the United States
begun and held at the City of New-York, on
Wednesday the fourth of March, one thousand seven hundred and eighty nine.
THE Conventions of a number of the States, having at the time of their adopting the Constitution, expressed a desire, in order to prevent misconstruction or abuse of its powers, that further declaratory and restrictive clauses should be added: And as extending the ground of public confidence in the Government, will best ensure the beneficent ends of its institution.
RESOLVED by the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America, in Congress assembled, two thirds of both Houses concurring, that the following Articles be proposed to the Legislatures of the several States, as amendments to the Constitution of the United States, all, or any of which Articles, when ratified by three fourths of the said Legislatures, to be valid to all intents and purposes, as part of the said Constitution; viz.
ARTICLES in addition to, and Amendment of the Constitution of the United States of America, proposed by Congress, and ratified by the Legislatures of the several States, pursuant to the fifth Article of the original Constitution.
Note: The following text is a transcription of the first ten amendments to the Constitution in their original form. These amendments were ratified December 15, 1791, and form what is known as the “Bill of Rights.”
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.
Molon Labe. Pack a lunch.
I regained a little faith in humanity this week. Jury Duty.
Now, normally, people try to flee from this civic duty. But after I got the notice I thought to myself “you know, it’s about time you gave back, Mr. Responsibility Ducker.”
So off I went. Showed up with 320 of my closest friends. We sat through a “motivational” speech from a judge then watched a video.
Then sat and waited.
First crew up, I was last name on the list. 50 potential jurors for a felony case. Fine. Filled out a questionnaire. Sat back down. Waited. My name must have been called 4 times through the course of the day, all for “just have a seat.”
I’ll save the painful details but Day One consisted of me perusing a wall of back issues of The New Yorker (really?) in the break room. Jury room was empty. I watched the other jurors either dismissed and sent home, thanked for their service, or those that sat in 2 hour trials and were released. No such luck for me.
at 3:30 PM they finally called a batch of us up to be interviewed by the judge and attorneys. I was last on the list. My interview started at 5 minutes to 5 PM. After the interview I’m told to return the next day at 9 AM. Now, at this point I’m thinking I LOST the lottery, but hold your horses.
The 48 jurors remaining show up. They rack and stack us. I’m last. Now I’m thinking: “WTF?” It’s a felony trial so they break us into groups of 14 (12 jurors, 2 alternates) and march everyone in for jury selection. Judge (good dude, hat is off to this guy) asks us all his questions, then the DA gets their shot, but I note that she’s sort of ignoring the back side of the room.
Break for lunch.
Back from lunch, Defense atty does his thing, completely ignores us folks in the back row. Now, those of us in the back are smellin’ our pits and thinkin’ “…the hell?” BUT THEN:
The DA and defense atty get to do their 7 each dismissals, and it dawns on me immediately: those first 14 poor bastards are The Jury. And the DA and defense atty get to play fantasy football in roster # order. They don’t like one of the 14 initially seated? They tell the judge and he replaces them with #15. They don’t like #15? #16, you’re up. I was #48. Last guy into the barn. WIN! No way I’m getting picked!
Moral of the story? If you’re in the first 12 called up for a judge on jury duty: good luck. If you’re last? Thanks, see you next year
Ducked a 5 day kidnapping/rape trial from 2006. Whrew.
What I did learn: When people are questioned on the spot under oath you learn who they really are, and… despite my best efforts to think otherwise, I found myself liking my fellow jurors. People ain’t all that bad.
Hugo Chavez was a leader that understood the needs of the poor. He was committed to empowering the powerless. R.I.P. Mr. President.
I hold NY voters in the same regard as I hold cockroaches, and for good reason. You idiots voted for him, you get him.
This is the final. Patches will be $3.20 to me (the flag and star kicked the price up $0.80/per). I’ll have to pay for shipping to shoot them out, I don’t want to make money off these, it was never my intent. Going to go with $3.85 per patch so I can pay the shipping costs, I hope that’s fair. E-mail me with details and we’ll work it out.
My thoughts drift to…. well the loved and lost. But there’s no sense dwelling on it. I can’t bring my troops or my friends back. I refuse to get caught up in the politics of today, the disaster this nation has become under democrat rule. It’s everything our forefathers warned us against. but I’m just a guy who wore a uniform, so I go with this.
Hey! We started a whole new week! It’s Monday!
If you’re viewing this you know who Clarence is.