The fate of the world

I have to sit here and let my fate be held in the hands of twelve jury members that can't even use common sense. I mean it's clear as day that my dad is guilty and yet for some odd reason these simple people think he maybe innocent. They've been deliberating for like three days and still no verdict. I can see why so many people want to take the law into their own hands. I can't see why I have to sit back and wonder how this will play out. I hate the uncertainty of the whole matter. I can tell you one thing this system is flawed.