IT WAS WITH relief that I found one thing to disagree with in Richard Dawkins’s A Devil’s Chaplain. He is sceptical about the value of juries, having thrice served on one. My own experience in this respect suggests that an almost random grouping of twelve adults produces a heartening aggregate of good sense, responsibility and concern, and I would rather entrust my safety to a jury than to a judge, who is one member of a self-selected group too likely to have been made cynical and cross by over-exposure to bad people and bad occurrences.

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