You can imagine why I never seem to get selected to serve on a jury. If I were on the jury in this case, the first part of the deliberations would involve a discussion about the incident with Williams shooting the dog.
Juror #5: "But that wasn't presented as evidence in this case."
Me: "So what? I know all about it, and I'm not going to sit here like a dumb-@ss and pretend it never happened. Now -- who here wants to acquit this quasi-humanoid mutant and let him back out on the street?"
Naw. That would come out in the
voire dire when the prosecution asks each juror if they ever heard that Mr. Williams, armed with a shotgun, fired two rounds at his dog, nearly decapitating it. And that he then reloaded the weapon, pointed it at Mr. Schintzius and told him, using a profanity, to get the "dog off my porch or you're next."
If they hadn't heard that story, then they can be on the jury.