In Washington, DC, nobody but the judge and the lawyers gets to hear what the potential juror says. I suppose it would diminish the boredom of the voir dire, bu

In Washington, DC, nobody but the judge and the lawyers gets to hear what the potential juror says. I suppose it would diminish the boredom of the voir dire, but when juror x gets sent back to the waiting room early or shuffled out of the box during the final cull, none of the other jurors have a clue what it is about.