I was a juror on a criminal case once. (Not a violent crime.)
The defense was basically Some Other Dude Did It. Several promises were made in opening statements that were never kept.
My view was that the prosecution proved its case WELL beyond a reasonable doubt. But when we took our first poll, the vote was 9-3 in favor of acquittal!
I could NOT believe it. I was thinking, did you guys sit through the same trial I did? Nine completely reasonable-seeming people BOUGHT that defense?
We deliberated that day for about 2 hours before time to go home, and by then the vote was 11 to 1. I was the 1, and I can tell you it is NOT a pleasant place to be.
IIRC, I think we twice sent messages to the judge that we were deadlocked, and he told us to keep trying.
Then when we left, the entire city was engulfed in a traffic jam. I am not kidding, all the freeways and alternate routes were packed, and even I gave up trying to get home in a reasonable time frame; I called a friend and asked if I could come over until the traffic died down.
All I could think about was how those other eleven jurors were cursing me because if I hadn't held out they would have been home long before the traffic jam started.
So all that night after I finally got home, I tossed and turned and didn't sleep, got up to write down my thoughts, went back to bed and still didn't sleep, and showed up for the next day's deliberations exhausted and drained.
As a result of my fatigue and stress--there's no other explanation--the other jurors' faulty logic started to make weird sense to me, and I caved.
To this day I regret this, and am ashamed of it. If I had it to do over, I would hang that jury. And I still believe I would have if I had had more sleep and wasn't totally exhausted on the second day. My defenses wear down quickly when I am seriously fatigued.
And I also have to believe that I would have held out stronger if it had been a violent crime.
No one who knows me personally--and I bet even some of you who know me from here, eh






?--would ever say I am anything other than firm in my beliefs, and unlikely to be swayed by peer pressure.
Yet somehow--I was.
I am not defending the jury in any way--I think their verdict was wrong in every way possible--but I am just saying maybe something like my experience happened with them.
ETA: At least if something like this came out, I would be more able to make sense of the verdict. Not agree with it, but understand how it was reached.