I’ve been a fan of true crime authors, true crime documentaries and movies since I was a young teen. Between that and Vampires, you’d think I might be a pretty dark personality, but I hope you already know that not to be true. My husband often questions my choice of reading material. “How can you read that crap? It’s morbid! THAT is why you’re a nervous wreck“. The reason is simple.. the process of solving these crimes is fascinating, as is the psychotic mentality of the people who commit them. I’m not alone in this, it’s why the nation was riveted when OJ or whoever killed Nicole and Ron. You know who I’m talking about, don’t ya.
Right now we’re bombarded with the Jodi Ar*as trial. If you’ve been living under a rock you might not be familiar with the case of the on again off again girlfriend of Travis Al*xander, who not only shot him in the head, she slashed his throat, almost decapitating him, and stabbed him another 27 or so times. Her story has changed atleast twice. (1. I wasn’t there! 2. There were masked intruders! 3. I did it out of self defense!) Self defense? … he was naked in the shower and she was taking nude pictures of him, minutes, maybe even seconds before she killed him. Jodi tries to throw everyone around her under the bus during the trial… Travis was a pedophile, he was abusive…. there is no evidence in his entire life or computer history to hold this up. There is much hard evidence to prove otherwise between the defendant and her victim. Texts, e-mails, photos, accounts by others in their presence. There were never indications of abuse. There WERE indications of her obsession with him. My parents abused me since I was 7 years old… my mother kept a wooden spoon in her purse! Good Lord, girl, are you serious??… There is also no evidence to support those accusations, but getting hit with a wooden spoon would not compel most people to murder in such a violent way. She blames the Prosecutor in this case for her memory loss issues when it pertains to crucial moments of the killing. She remembers shooting Travis, but nothing about the stabbing. It’s because you keep badgering me (speaking to the prosecutor when he asked her if she knew when her memory lapses were going to occur) , thats when I have memory issues… when men badger me, like you and Travis. Ok then.
Watching her on the stand is nauseating… there is a smugness, there is a feigned helplessness, a -poor me- performance that I have a hard time witnessing. There are too many “I don’t remember’s…
What I hope… what I truly hope is this…. this will not be another Casey Anthony story. Please, no.
Who’s the real Jodi? We’ll never know for sure…clearly, she’s not telling.