No change of circumstances can repair a defect of character.
- Emerson, American Poet and Essayist (1803-1882)
Can someone explain to me why it is whenever we get one of these once-in-a-decade cases that grabs the national attention, where the defendant or defendants are obviously as guilty as sin, the jury gets together and completely fails to deliver the justice demanded by the victims and an entire nation?
OJ Simpson had his DNA all over the freakin’ place. The only way there could have been more conclusive physical evidence in that case is if there was an actual video of the murder, and the jury lets him walk?
You actually did have a video of those cops beating Rodney King, and still three of the cops got off and the jury hung on the fourth!
And now you have Casey Anthony. Has common sense completely been removed from the collective brains of these juries?
To the questioning grandparents of the child, the mother tells them day after day, for 31 days, that her daughter is right there with her when in reality, mom’s out partying with her little two-year-old nowhere around . . . and you would try to imagine that an innocent mother would do anything but contact authorities the very first day her daughter went missing???
How could it be any more obvious that Casey felt her two-year-old daughter was cramping her style when the day Caylee goes missing, mom goes out partying, celebrating, entering hot body contests and getting a tattoo that translates into “the good life”?
Your daughter just went missing and you’re getting a tattoo about the good life?
Once Casey’s lies about Caylee being with her for those 31 days were exposed, Casey immediately shifts to inventing some phantom kidnapper named “Zanny”, and when that’s thoroughly debunked, we’re still supposed to believe anyone on this earth other than Casey is responsible for her daughter ending up in a garbage bag in the swamp 15 doors down from her house?
We’re supposed to dismiss her own mother and the 9 police officers and the forensic evidence that all attested to the unmistakable smell of human decomposition in the trunk of Casey’s car?
It seems as if these days you put together twelve jurors and their IQ diminishes by a factor of about twelve.
Say what you will about vigilante justice and lynch mobs, but honest to God, there was more justice back in the Old West than there is here in America today.