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Casey.

Casey!

It’s me. your conscience. I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

Just because we’re under quarantine doesn’t mean we consciences can take time off. It doesn’t work that way. BTW…. Happy Anniversary of your accquital. It was a tough go and that trial could have gone either way.

Remember our last conversation? We first discussed getting the ducks in a row. Then there’s the issue of George and Cindy, your parents (remember them?). While they did try to throw you under the bus while the wheels were moving, they’re still your parents and that’s not gonna change anytime soon. They’re not Spring chickens, Casey. It’s time to make peace with them.

Then there’s the issue of your brother Lee. If nothing else, make peace with him as well as any potential nieces or nephews he may have. Granted, they need help and if anything they could use it.

Then there’s the issue of the tubes. You’re not getting any younger, the mommy track doesn’t seem to work for you, so tie those for your sake and menopause will be at your door before you know it. Before you start turning red in the face, I’m not saying don’t fall in love with anyone (male or female), just cut the tap off or make sure he’s wearing a rubber, if you know what I mean. We don’t want a repeat of history.

There’s also that book deal and the interviews. Start writing that book and tell your side of the story. Do that interview with Dr. Phil, even if you have to blow his cell phone up. Tell your story but tell the truth. Honesty is still the best policy and even if it was an accident and you tell us that you killed Caylee, there’s not a court on this Earth that can touch you because of Double Jeopardy.

Jose Baez, the man that got you out of trouble. Remember him? Casey, don’t bite the hand that’s been feeding you please. Jose’s no Perry Mason but he’s a damned good lawyer.

Then that tat. Really, girl? La Vida Loca? What were you thinking? Were you even thinking? Lose that thing ASAP. It makes you a target. Make friends with the nearest dermatologist and lose that thing.

Casey, you’ve been called cold. You’ve been called callous, a liar and that word that rhymes with itch (we won’t use that word). You’ve done that AP interview in 2017 since you’ve been set free and shown us some glimpes of your life since the “Trial of the Century.” That’s a start but it’s not enough. The world needs to know what really happened and it needs to come from you. Tell us what happened, the good, the bad and the ugly. We want to hear from you fairly and honestly. In the bigger picture, it’s time to get the ducks in a row, if not for you, then for Lee and your parents.

You’ve been found not guilty by a jury of your peers. It was a trial that not even Hollywood could have imagined. Granted, that jury came from Pinellas County instead of Orange County. That means that you can profit from any book sale you may have in mind. Set up more meetings with your parents and Lee while you still have them, even if those meetings last no more than five minutes. They’re not going to be around forever.

I don’t want to sound like Marley’s ghost in “A Christmas Carol,” dear. At the same time, you’ve forged a lot of chains in your life, link by link, yard by yard. Has your story been perfect? Not by a long shot. At the same time, it’s time to come forward and be truthful. I am sure that there are those that want to hear your side of the story. Time to tell it, regardless of how painful it may sound.

There’s the saying that you can catch more flies with vinegar than honey. Get the ducks in a row. Lose the tat, tell the truth, tie the tubes and make peace with the ‘rents and your brother, if not for your sake, then for theirs and for Caylee’s memory.

The clock is STILL ticking, Casey.

The ball is now in your court.

(photo courtesy The Associated Press, The Orlando Sentinel and WESH-TV)

Seven years ago last Friday, while most of America was getting ready to start their school day, people were getting ready for their work day and shoppers were in malls and shopping centers in America. There was this school in Newtown, Connecticut, 49 miles southwest of Hartford named Sandy Hook Elementary.

That morning, some hoped it would be a place of joy, wonder, happiness and learning. It was like any other school in the United States, with students coming in on buses, carpools or walking to school. It was a Friday morning and the weekend was approaching at the end of the school day. It was also nearing Christmas, where parties would be going on in various classrooms and gifts would be exchanged.

Those hopes and that day were shattered as a young man that in his own words loathed humanity took it upon himself to destroy the peace and quiet of the school. 20-year old Adam Lanza, took matters into his own hands that day, choosing to be an angel of death by using an assault rifle and killing 26 people in the school, 20 of those first-grade students and the other six adults that were there to be their guardians, guides and stay.

Lanza first killed his mother (who worked at the school) in their home before going on his murder spree. He was a loner of sorts, spending the majority of his time as a recluse, staying in the basement with blacked-out windows, obsessing over violence and following several mass murders that took place over the years.

According to the Hartford Courant, Lanza told an online gamer “I incessantly have nothing other than scorn for humanity.” Lanza had suffered from a form of autism called Aspargers. In documents that were released later, laid bare a life punctuated by issues that led him to separate from his peers. In preschool, developmental speech delays made it difficult for him to communicate with classmates and later, he developed intense germophobia, an aversion to human contact and sensitivity to light and sounds. In his final months, he kept black trash bags over the windows of his bedroom to keep out light, forced his mother to get rid of the family cat and had communicated with his mother through email, even though he lived with her.

Adam Lanza could have faced judgement in a courtroom. Granted, the trial would have taken at least a year or more to get underway and voir dire (jury selection) would be somewhat of a problem and had he been found guilty of 26 counts of murder, he would probably have been sentenced to death or life in prison. Lanza instead chose the coward’s way out by shooting himself.

There are some that believe that Adam Lanza should not be given celebrity status and that the focus should be (and rightfully so) on the victims. 20 kids will never will never get to talk to Santa, get their drivers’ licenses, go to the prom, they’ll never graduate from high school or college or get married and have their own families. Adam Lanza is a coward, plain and simple. While some should not speak ill of the dead, there are exceptions to that rule.

The house that the Lanzas lived in, where he and his mother drew their final breaths on this Earth? Torn down, never to rise again. While the house could have been sold, it held too many memories for those that live in the area. As for the school? It was a crime scene for at least two years while state and federal law enforcement looked at the evidence to determine what happened that Friday morning and to see what could be done to prevent it from happening again.

From 9:40 in the morning to 3:10 in the afternoon (Eastern time), Adam Lanza thought he was judge, jury and executioner. Nancy Lanza was his first victim and 26 others suffered at his hands. Lanza could have done what was right, not what was popular, to quote Paul. Instead, Adam Lanza chose evil. Murderers don’t get hospitals, schools and parks named for them. They are not worthy of that honor. Whatever redeeming qualities Adam Lanza had melted like snow on a Spring day when he pulled the trigger and killed 26 people, including his own mother.

The heroes in this case? The first responders that took care of the wounded and dying, as well as the six adults that were there to protect them first as well as be their teachers. Last Saturday, Newton High School played in the Connecticut State Football Championship game and the home team had 26 angels on their shoulders on the football field as they would win in the final seconds of the contest to win for the first time in seven years. They could be considered heroes as well, as several players had younger siblings that were either injured or killed that day.

There will be news stories that will mention Adam Lanza and that’s fine; it’s part of their job. Let’s also keep in mind the first responders, the Connecticut State Police, AFT and FBI agents that were there seeking justice for the families of those that died. There are some that hold the belief that Adam Lanza’s name should never be uttered again in public. That’s their right as well.

Adam Lanza thought he won the day.

In the end, it was the people of Sandy Hook and the 26 victims that were the REAL winners.

 

It’s been five years, Casey. Five years since you appeared in front of America in that Orange County Courtroom, charged with the murder of your daughter Caylee. Five years since your attorney Jose Baez went all the way to Clearwater to select a jury that would decide your fate. Five years ago, you were the star in the “trial of the century,” a trial that got underway in May and finished on July 5th, the day after America celebrated its independence.

Five years ago, that jury that was taken from their homes in Pinellas County decided your fate and told the world that you didn’t do it.

Here it is, five years later and some still think of you as the most hated woman in American history since Mary Mallon (Typhoid Mary) or Tokyo Rose. Five years ago, some called you cold.

Callous.

Aloof.

Some would even go so far as to call you a bitch.

That’s their right and opinion. Just say.

In my last two columns to you, I made some suggestions that I hope you are working on or will work on.

First, the “Dolce Vita” tat. Get rid of it. It makes you look like a target and I’m sure that there’s someone that’s out there that wants to do you harm. That tat? Sticks out like a zit on a teenager’s face before prom.

Second, take care of the mental and physical health issues and that includes getting the tubes tied. You’re not exactly mother material and you make Joan Crawford look like Mother of the Year.

Third, make peace with the parents and your brother Lee. While the ‘rents almost threw you under the bus, it was Lee that got your bacon out of the fire. He’s married now and recently became a father, which means that you need to be a good aunt to your niece or nephew. As for George and Cindy, they’re not getting any younger (and neither are you), so it’s good if you made peace with them while they’re above ground, not while they’re being lowered in a grave in a casket.

Fourth, it’s time to tell your story. Let me say it LOUDLY. TELL YOUR STORY and be honest and forthcoming about everything. If you choose to go the talk show route, that’s fine but be honest. A good talk show host, such as Dr. Phil, can see through a lie in a heartbeat. Same goes if you decide to write a book. We want to know what happened to Caylee, good or bad. Put the cards on the table, push the chips in the middle of the table and go all in. I’d also apologize to the people at Universal Studios. They’re not exactly happy with their name being dragged through the mud.

You didn’t exactly go scott free. There was the issue of the cops being lied to. Not the smartest move, chica. I mean, what the hell were you thinking? For that, you lost four years of your life and $4,000. Think about it. If you had been forthcoming with the fuzz, this might have never seen the light of day.

So now you’re sort of working as a photographer and that’s good, launching your own photography business called Case Photography but having a few projects here and there. You’re still living in the Sunshine State and getting some financial support from your dream team. Your dating life? Stinking like road kill, some would say and you’ve only been on a few dates since the not guilty verdict. While you’re not exactly rolling in dough, you’re doing okay.

You could do better.

Casey, you’re not getting any younger. You don’t have any friends your age that can relate to you and some have bailed on your because of the dark cloud that hangs over you like Eeyore. The relationship with the parents and your brother Lee is rocky at best but it can be repaired. You have to take the first step and if that means all four of you getting in a car and driving somewhere to talk things out (not yell, cuss or call names) and get everything out in the open.

Five years ago, a jury of your peers listened to testimony and saw evidence in the trial that could have sent you to Florida’s Death Row. That jury told the state of Florida that they didn’t prove their case BEYOND a reasonable doubt and said you were NOT GUILTY. Be open. Be fair. The most important thing? BE HONEST. You’ve already answered to a court on Earth. It would stink to be you in front of St. Peter.

The clock is ticking, Casey. The next move is yours.

Don’t blow it.

She’s now 51, well past-child bearing age. She spent yet another Mothers’ Day alone, with no one to visit her, other than her attorneys, family and former husband.

She is probably the most-hated woman that killed her children since Susan Smith.

15 years ago, Andrea Yeats put the city of Houston on the map for the wrong reasons. 15 years ago, a trial took place in the Harris County Courthouse in downtown Houston for the murder of her four children by drowning them in the bathtub.

Houstonians thought they got the justice that they sought when the jury found her guilty of the four murders and sentenced to life. That was not the case. She got the sentence overturned on appeal and got a new trial in 2006 and with that trial, she was found not guilty by reason of insanity (some states call it mental defect) and sent to a Texas mental hospital, where to this day she remains.

Was it post-partum depression that she suffered from as the result of having four children so close in time? Those could have been factors in the deaths of her children, with the oldest being only 7 and the youngest barely able to walk at the time of their deaths. She could also have been driven to suicide, which could have resulted in the murders.

In an article published in People Magazine Monday, Wendell Odom, who was her attorney in both trials told the magazine, “I don’t think people understand how shy and reclusive and how afraid Andrea is, especially since all this publicity descended on her. She is truly afraid.”

Her former husband Rusty told Time magazine and the Houston Chronicle that while they were married, they had planned on having a large family but demons took hold of his former wife. “I look at Andrea and I think that she was weak,” he said. “Think about a field of deer and there is one limping around. That’s the way I see it, Andrea was weak and Satan attacked her.”

Yeats is likely going to live the rest of her life at the Kerrville State Hospital, 259 miles west of Houston. She will probably draw her last breath there. Andrea Yeats could have been Houston’s version of June Cleaver if she wanted to. Instead, she chose to kill her children. While she knew right from wrong, she was punished once for her misdeeds and will probably spend her remaining days on Earth wondering “what would my children look like,” “what would they do,” “would they go to college,” or “would they marry and have children of their own?” Those questions will be asked by her over and over again but history will for all eternity seal the answers to them.

Andrea Yeats spent another Mothers’ Day alone. She will spend more Mothers’ Days alone until she draws her last breath on Earth. Her four children are not here to ask her, “why did you kill us?” Mental disease, postpartum and insanity drove her to the deed. Her punishment? Being sent to a Texas mental hospital, which in some cases is a lot better than being in a women’s prison.

Andrea Yeats will fade away into history and be forgotten by some. Family and friends may continue to visit or write her, while others will no longer want anything to do with her. She lives with her fears and knowing what she did was wrong. For her to be sent away from society is punishment enough.