This story about polling the jury, reminds us just how important it can be.
The closest I ever got was after a conviction, we went through the jury, "Guilty," "Guilty," "Guilty," finally we came to a woman who had smiled at me throughout the trial.
Not only had she smiled at me through the trial, she nodded along with the things I said, and shook her head at the D.A., ever since voir dire. I have no idea why he didn't use a peremptory on her, because I thought that if there was any shot at winning that case it was her.
She just looked at me, paused, looked away, looked back at me sympathetically, looked at my client, and then, finally, at least 30 seconds later, said "guilty."
So close. Yet so far.
(link via Alaskablawg)