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What can you say about Casey Anthony that hasn't been said...

Mother you had me, but I never had you. I wanted you but you didn’t want me. So I got to tell you goodbye. Goodbye. - “Mother”, John Lennon

Casey Anthony. What can you say about this case, where, frankly, no one won?
Here is what we know, the Anthony’s last saw their grand-daughter in June of 2008. They would not see their daughter or grand-daughter for a month. During that same time Casey’s car was picked up and there was a noticeable smell of something decomposing coming from the trunk. Cindy Anthony, mother to Casey and grandmother to Caylee, pushed and got her daughter to admit that Caylee had been missing for 31 days. Cindy called 911 to report her granddaughter missing, also reporting the smell of death in the car. We know that when questioned, Casey lied repeatedly to her family and to authorities about just about everything. When asked who had her child, she said Zenida Fernandez Gonzalez. Lie. When asked where she worked, she said Universal Studios. Lie. Further, during the time that she knew, but didn’t know, where her little girl was, she was seen and photographed partying and having a grand old time.

Casey is then arrested for making false official statements, obstructing an investigation and child neglect. And so began the circus that finally ended this past July, with Casey being acquitted of all felony charges (i.e., of first-degree murder, aggravated manslaughter, and aggravated child abuse). However she was convicted of misdemeanor charges of giving false information to police. Casey Anthony was released about a week after the trial, and is pretty much going to live her life the way she wants to. Or will she? There is some debate on this. Some people suggesting that eventually she will get to live out a quiet life, other people suggesting that she will eventually meet her end, either by her own hand or by someone else’s.

I hadn’t planned on posting about the Anthony case. I was disgusted and feeling like I couldn’t say anything new. I understand that sometimes, common sense tells us that someone probably did something bad. (i.e., Murder) However, I also understand that “probably” isn’t good enough. Like we’ve heard them say on Law and Order, the prosecution needs to prove beyond a reasonable doubt, that this woman did something. And like it or not, regardless of what your gut tells you, they didn’t. However, this morning I saw in the paper that, Casey was spotted in Ohio, shopping at a local Old Navy store. And for whatever reason, seeing her photo wearing a red baseball cap, checking her cell phone (I would love to know, besides her lawyer, who the hell is calling her?) and frankly the very notion that she is just living her life, like a regular person, enraged me so much it scared me. I am so not that person.

I am firm in my belief that just because you give birth does not mean that you are a REAL Mother. Anyone can push a baby out... it takes someone extraordinary to be a real parent. We all know don’t we, that either she did something vile to that child or knows who did and let them. I am not in the habit of wishing evilness on people. But parenting and doing a job by your kid, is the most important thing you can do. Being a parent is a privilege. I believe, regardless of what conclusion a jury came too, that Casey Anthony is guilty of the worst crime there is and I for one, hopes that she will never know a moment of peace. I hope she lives a long guilt riddled life. And when she finally meets her end, that she spends an eternity burning in hellfire where she belongs.

I know that I haven’t said anything new. I just had to say something.

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  1. You know what REALLY scares me? She says she wants to be a mother again someday. And SOMEONE will marry her, you know it. So...will this happen again or was it a one-time shot?

    Oh and this nincompoop I work with thinks she might be innocent. He thinks the grandparents might have covered up the child's accidental drowning...but why would they do that? If the kid had drowned, the grandparents would have called an ambulance, I'm sure, and gone through the normal route of doing things.

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  2. You're not kidding Steph. It's appalling. Thanks for stopping by.

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