How do you read the body language of a jury? That was the big
question in U.S. Judge Reggie Walton's courtroom this afternoon, as he
brought in the 11 remaining jurors in the I. Lewis (Scooter) Libby case
for a little chat. After nearly six days of deliberations, the
jurors--many of them dressed in blue jeans and other casual
clothes--had asked a couple of seemingly innocuous questions: Could
they look at a dictionary? And, even more revealing, could they leave
early Friday? Walton delivered his answers: No, they could not see a
dictionary; if they had any questions about the legal meaning of words
in the indictment or his instructions, they should ask him. And yes,
they could leave early at 2 p.m. on Friday. Translation: there will be
no verdict in the case this week.
But the brief courtroom
session did offer lawyers, reporters and the defendant, Vice President
Dick Cheney's former chief of staff, their first glimpse of the jurors
in a while. Most seemed to be enjoying themselves. A couple of women in
the front row smiled and whispered among themselves. A few seemed to
look in Libby's general direction (usually a good sign for a
defendant)--although it was hard to tell if they were looking at him,
one of his lawyers or the continually broken clock right above him.
This
in fact may have been a source of their amusement. The clock never
moved during the first few days of the trial. Then after a front-page
New York Times expose about the clock that never moved, courthouse
officials fixed it. Now it was broken again. Can't the government do
anything right? And if time in the courtroom is standing still again,
what's the rush on reaching a verdict?
On the other hand, there
was a somewhat older woman in the back row who stared stoically in
front of her in what looked like a glower. But she didn't look happy
during the trial either. Another juror sitting directly in front of
her, a man in his mid-50s, seemed much more relaxed and, with the other
happier women sitting to his left, appeared to be sharing some sort of
inside joke. He too whispered and smiled. The jurors--or most of them
anyway--appeared to have bonded and were in no rush to finish their
job, even while Libby, his lawyers, the press corps and much of
political Washington anxiously await their decision.