Juror Hit with Huge Fine for Telling Fellow Jurors Patch on ICE Officer’s Uniform Is a White Supremacist Badge – IOTW Report

Juror Hit with Huge Fine for Telling Fellow Jurors Patch on ICE Officer’s Uniform Is a White Supremacist Badge

Western Journal:

A New Jersey trial was stopped and a juror was fined thousands of dollars after he disobeyed a judge and Google-searched a patch on the uniform of a U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement officer, believing it to be a symbol for white supremacy.

The case of U.S. v. Kevin Ruiz-Quezada is a perfect example of how deep the leftist rot of identity politics has affected every aspect of modern life. Even ICE uniforms are being mistaken for or interpreted as symbols of a non-existent system of colonial supremacy and prejudice, according to reports.

A New Jersey federal court was trying a man named Kevin Ruiz-Quezada in Camden for allegedly assaulting an ICE agent in December 2017 incident at Ruiz-Quezada’s home. The defendant was a permanent legal resident but was eligible for deportation to his home country of Nicaragua following two previous convictions. more here

10 Comments on Juror Hit with Huge Fine for Telling Fellow Jurors Patch on ICE Officer’s Uniform Is a White Supremacist Badge

  1. So he was a LEGAL invader. If America was like other countries there would be millions in the streets protesting what is happening. There would be massive protests to release the DC political prisoners. But we just can’t be bothered.

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  2. …it’s been that way for YEARS. The jury system has ALWAYS been retarded, Democrats are just finishing it off.

    A decade or three ago, when I was on jury duty the first time, I had NO idea how stupid it was. One case that pushed me over the edge was a drug possession one where we had the passenger with the drugs at his feet when the cops got them, two White guys in a Black neighborhood. The driver was being tried separately because each was blaming the other, with our guy saying the driver threw the drugs on his side. Ohio law at the time defined “Possession” as being in control of them, and “control” defined as them being in arm’s reach.

    Simple, right?

    First off, I was about the only White guy the prosecuter didn’t pick off at the voir dire. God knows why he kept me, or the old White woman, but since it was a White guy, he seemed to be going for folks that would be “comfortable” in Black neighborhoods and maybe don’t like Whitey going in for his drugs.

    I hope the defense attorney was a pro-bono or Public Defender, because it was the lamest defense I’d ever seen. He practically ADMITTED his client’s crime, but thought he could save it with a bunch of “Walk a mile in his shoes” platitudes.

    Nonetheless, it was my first trial, and I was eager to get in there, debate Law with smart fellow citizens in a jury room, and get expert legal guidence from a seasoned jurist to make sure the Law was served to the best purposes of getting to Truth, Justice, and the American Way.

    God was I naïve.

    After the phoned-in presentation on both sides, we went into a dank, smelly closet where I got to hear every person, in detail, discuss their kinks, grievences, personal predjudices, and opinions on how “shifty” the guy “looked”…in short everything but the CASE and the LAW.

    …the Black folk seemed led by a guy who, true to the PA’s hope, said he didn’t see why the guy would be scared to get out if his buddy was doing illegal things, since HE felt safe in that neighborhood, conveniently ignoring that he would, ah, “blend” in the neighborhood far better than Vanillia Ice over there in the dock would.

    The old White lady just didn’t want to convict ANYONE.

    For ANY reason.

    ‘Cause it was mean.

    I was still trying to pretend it was about, you know, the LAW, and talked the rest of the jury into at least getting those definitions you see above. This was pre-internet, so no smart phones, and no law books were present or allowed either, so we had to pass the judge a note, everybody had to traipse bach into the courtroom, and the bored judge answer the written question like he obviously thought such deep legal matters were beyond us, then back to the dungeon we went.

    All this took an enormous amount of time.

    The whole thing was pretty cut and dried, but the old lady didn’t give up until they threatened to keep US overnight.

    Deadlock broken. Amazing!

    Then off to the hoosegow he went.

    The result was correct, imo, but the conviction from most of the jurors was more predjudices and ennui than actual reasoned thought.

    And that was just the FIRST one.

    IN A THREE WEEK SUMMONS.

    They just got stupider from there.

    I got desperate to at least get kicked off the juries, first by trying to be subtle in carrying “Les Miserables” to the voir dire (didn’t work) to finally saying such incatious things to get kicked off that the LAST judge threatened ME with contempt for being too obvious.

    They DID kick me off, though, for which I was grateful.

    I was DONE.

    My stupid tolerance, much higher when I was young, was far exceeded.

    And just about every WORKING person was the same. The only folks happy to be there were bored retirees and crackheads digging the air conditioning and $20.00 jury pay.

    …I did learn ONE thing, though.

    NEVER, EVER put yourself in a position to be in FRONT of a jury.

    They are simply absurd…

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  3. …althogh I do wonder why Googling a uniform patch righly results in a mistrial, but somehow Maxine Waters outside of a courtroom whipping up a race hating mob that the jurors have to wade through and them letting them see broadcasts about how the (fraudulent) president of the United States will bring down the hammer if they “rule wrong” and lots of breathless doxxing stuff on them, but this DOESN’T produce a mistrial, go figure…

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  4. My only experience with jury duty made me realize what ignorance is readily found in our peers.

    I have only a H.S. diploma but they had me and one other juror wondering what the hell is wrong with the average person.

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  5. Look up Fija.com. It’s the web site for the fully informed juror association. They are big proponents of jury nullification. The last time I was called, my tenth time, I printed out 11 of their brochures and put them in my shirt pocket with their logo plainly visible. I was dismissed an hour after I arrived and haven’t been called since.

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