Leaning heavily on his white cane, with his seeing-eye dog leading the way, the potential juror groped his way to the jury box as his name was called as "Juror Number Nine.". The judge, who usually was busy with other matters, was drawn to the man by the murmuring of others in the jury pool who were surprised to see a blind man on jury duty.
"Juror Number Nine," the Judge called out. "Why are you here? You should have been excused from service because you're blind."
The juror, who apparently had trouble hearing the judge and had to asked Juror Number Eight what His Honor had said, responded: "Your Honor, that makes me the perfect candidate for jury duty. You know the old cliche, 'Justice is blind.' "
The judge smiled and the other jurors giggled at the blind man's rejoinder, but the judge was now convinced more than ever that Juror Number Nine ought to be excused. "Number Nine, you're not only blind, you're deaf as well. You can't hear the testimony. This court can't function deaf, dumb and blind. You shouldn't be here."
"No, Your Honor," responded the old man. You don't understand. I can speak. I'm not dumb, only deaf and blind."
The judge smiled again. "No, Juror Number Nine, you're the one who doesn't understand. Yes, you're blind and deaf, and all the attorneys who lose cases in my court think I'm dumb. Go home! You are excused."