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No Verdict in Moussaoui Today

The jury retired today without reaching a verdict in the death penalty trial of Zacarias Moussaoui.

The jury asked to have a dictionary in the deliberation room. The request was denied and properly so. Extraneous materials are not allowed in the jury room.

What could they have wanted to look up? Check out the 42 page verdict form. (pdf)

Here's our last post on closing arguments and what the jury will have to decide.

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    Re: No Verdict in Moussaoui Today (none / 0) (#1)
    by Edger on Tue Apr 25, 2006 at 08:32:21 PM EST
    I've heard various comments and opinions on the meaning of the length of time a jury deliberates. Some claim the prosecution is favored by longer deliberations. Some say longer means a higher chance of a hung jury. Some say the longer they take the better things look for the defendant. In this case "better" means somthing different in Moussaoui mind than not receiving the death penalty, which is is a very weird, to say the least, situation. Any lawyers here have thoughts on this?

    Re: No Verdict in Moussaoui Today (none / 0) (#2)
    by Talkleft Visitor on Thu Apr 27, 2006 at 02:09:12 PM EST
    Bonnie boys in shirts of blue They were waiting; they knew I was coming; My name is in the big black book. 'Please park there Sir, we want to take your car apart. , We suspect you may be carrying drugs.' 'I am said I, cigarettes and wine, the government sells them, by a law divine'. They found f**k all, they did their best, Long faces; no arrest. Through my wallet they did go, every name, 'Who's this one so?' Peter Kelly, an ageing man, Of old Arklow. On scrap of paper was his name, ah! he must Be someone in the game. Should you turn the scrapeen so, all revealed Then you'll know. 'twas a little philosophy from his wall I took, it read: "There is only one success, To live your life, in your own way." Easy, simple, nothing blunt; he looked at me, And knew, I thought him, such a ****. Eventually, on my way I went, wasted hours, Many I'd spent. Rosslare, Rosslare, what a kip; seems your Dog can't smell a trip. Northernpoet. 15/5/04.