Convict Him? Suits Me.

Ohh, looky looky, it’s a two blog Thursday.

I forgot this funny nugget in my last blog. A Southern friend got called to Jury duty in New York. She thinks she didn’t get picked because she’s from the South and everyone just assumes Southerners are racist. Stereotypes are a shame really. A detriment to society. The nerve of those smug attorneys thinking she would pre-judge someone based on demographics!

I asked if she thought the guy was guilty. She sympathetically thought for a minute, “Yeah, he’s gonna be convicted. You should have seen the suit his attorney was wearing! The color! Ugh! He looked like a pimp…”

So, if you ever find yourself on trial, just remember, you might not be judged by the color of your skin, but definately by the color of your suit.