I feel like it's not a matter of if but when I'll be called upon myself, so I've formulated a simple plan:
I'll stop by Goodwill for some jorts and a Dale Jr. shirt and proceed to inform the entire courthouse of my "views," namely my distrust of scientific evidence, reliance on infallible eyewitness testimony, and sincere belief in the virtues of a theocratic justice system.
"But, but, you can't do that!" Why not? They can't read my mind, and nothing I do will be out of the ordinary for where I live. What if someone should know me you ask? Who's to say I couldn't have changed my beliefs, you know, a divine conversion.