The busiest day of the week

My primary visit to a courthouse took place on a Monday, which is app bently the busiest day of the week. The archetypical impression I had of the tribe was that they any seemed to have a purpose. There did non seem to be anyone like me an reviewer trying to get a step for the courthouse. It was a bit intimidating to go to court without a reason. I was a little concerned that someone would claim me where I belonged, or ask me to egress the tourist court where I was watching the proceedings. As it turns out, everyone is far too busy with their proclaim concerns to worry well-nigh anyone else.When I arrived at the courthouse, I had to walk several blocks this was the ambient place to park. I have a bun in the ovened outside in trend with at least a hundred people, most of whom had a instru workforcet panel notice in their hands. It took a trance to get inside because of the metal detectors. I noticed that many people were adapted to cut to the front of the line. It see med that they were court employees or lawyers. Once inside, I had to put my traction and keys in the tray ahead existence admitted. A woman in the other line set finish off the detector, and the guard check up on her over carefully.Clearly, security is very moneyed in the courthouse. I checked the archive that was posted on the wall so I could figure out what courtyard to visit. I was early, so I had to wait outside in the hallway for a half hour before go into with a large group of people. The seating area in the courtroom were almost exclusively filled I only waited about ten minutes before the bond paperiff instructed us to remain serene during the proceedings, to turn off our cell phones, and for the defendants to remain in the courtroom until they had been called.I noticed a few men and women sitting in the front erosion suits and holding briefcases. The bailiff opened a door and several men and women togged up in jail jumpsuits sat down in the jury box. At thi s point, the bailiff told us to plagiarize and announced the calculate as the serious Judge Ronald Meeks. He was accompanied by a woman with a tidy sum of files. The bailiff introduced everyone the woman was the file clerk. There was alike a court reporter and devil clerks. The first case was called. A small black male was led to the confession table from the jury box, and Judge Meeks instructed the public prosecutor to begin.He stated that the young man was being arraigned on charges of possession of narcotics with goal to sell. The intent to sell was implied because of the amount of drugs he possess at the time of his arrest. The test asked if the defendant had any fronts, and was told that he had been arrested twice before on the same charges and convicted once. The defendant had righteous been released from the county jail triplet months earlier. At this point, the judge asked for a bail recommendation, and the prosecutor pass along that it be set at $50,000.The plea lawyer, an older black woman dressed in designer clothes, argued that he could not afford the bail because he didnt have a job. She as certain(predicate)d Meeks that he lived at home with his obtain and that his mother would take responsibility to make sure he came to court for his trial. The judge told her that because of his prior conviction, the amount of bail would stand. Judge Meeks asked if at that place was anything else, and both lawyers stated that they were finished. At this point, the judge turned to the clerk and asked her to set a trial date.She gave a date that was cardinal months away, but the prosecutor said that he was unavailable. The date was final examly set three months ahead. Once the case was dismissed, the prosecutor remained at the table and the defense lawyer and her client left the courtroom. It was at this point that I realized they were doing arraignments the entire day in this courtroom. One by one, the defendants would go up with their lawyers (or in some cases, they would meet a public defender) and hear the charges against them and the amount of bail to be set. There was no drama, and in that location were no arguments.It was all very quiet and civilized. As I left the courtroom, I saw jury members going in and out of the jury room. Many of them were on cell phones, complaining about delay to be released. The courthouse was very crowded that day, and at that place were many individual courtrooms with people waiting outside. I can understand presently why the courts have such a long backlog of cases. There are far too many people seeking a judges attention, and too few employees to handle the masses. My final impression is that a courthouse is probably the outflank place to work because it seems that there is a job for everyone.