♠ Justice isn’t just blind; It’s Confused. ♠
“Justice has nothing to do with what goes on in a courtroom; Justice is what comes out of a courtroom”
— Clarence Darrow
DETROIT (JSC) — I can tell you exactly where I was on the morning of October 3, 1995. I was sitting in an economics class at Renaissance High School. The entire room was packed and the TV was locked on Channel 4 (WDIV, the Detroit NBC affiliate) as we had gotten word that the jury, after just four hours of deliberation, had returned with a verdict in the murder trial of NFL Hall of Fame running back O.J. Simpson. The entire room (composed almost entirely of black students and faculty) let out a very loud cheer as it was announced that Simpson, accused of murdering his ex-wife and her boyfriend a year earlier, was not guilty on all charges. The incredulous disbelief on the faces of white people around the country was priceless. I admit it. It was funny. But those incredulous looks had nothing on the O_o!!?? look I had on my face at 2:19 p.m. Eastern Time today when I heard the words “Not Guilty” uttered three times in regards to Casey Anthony. And unlike that cool October morning 16 years ago, there was no color line in the stunned shock. Let’s Go.
Now one must remember that this was 16 years ago. Doing the math on my age, at that time I was 16 years old, näive, and singularly focused on this being about a Black man being chased by the proverbial “man” for a heinous double-murder. The last 16 years have led me to change my stance on this slightly: In 1994, I believed that O.J. was completely innocent. Now, I’m convinced that he didn’t wield the knife that killed those two, but he knows (and likely paid) the person/people who did. We’ve all just accepted that he got over in ’95 and karma eventually chased him down in a Las Vegas hotel room 13 years later. All this being said, Casey Anthony is no O.J. Simpson.
For those of you who’ve been living under a rock like the dudes in the Geico commercial, here’s the entire Casey Anthony thing in a nutshell. The “disappearance” of then 2-year-old Caylee Anthony made national headlines in the summer of 2008. Caylee had last been seen alive on June 18, 2008 with her mother, Casey, leaving her grandparents’ house. By July 15, Casey tells her parents that Caylee has been missing…FOR A MONTH. That same day, her parents picked up Casey’s car from an impound lot where both parents noted a very strong odor coming from it. We call a timeout on the floor here to address the most obvious red flag from this entire messed up situation. What in the Royal Blue Hell was Casey doing for a month while her daughter was “missing”? Well…:
- June 20, 2008: Casey is seen participating at a “Hard Body” contest at the Fusion night club in Orlando.
- June 30, 2008: She’s seen on surveillance cameras shopping and picking up movies from Blockbuster with her then-boyfriend
- In this amount of time she also got a tattoo on her back that says “Freedom”.
That’s just a small sample. I’m a man with no children. I can guarantee that there’s no way my child would disappear for 30 minutes and I’m not destroying everything in my path to get him/her back. When Casey finally admits that she hasn’t seen her daughter in 30 days, what does she say happened to her? Why she pulls a page out of the Susan Smith handbook and claims that Caylee was abducted by a Hispanic babysitter named Zanaida Fernandez Gonzalez. Because that’s what Minorities do, you know. We love to steal white toddlers. You know the rest. Casey’s story fell apart like LeBron in the 4th quarter. “Zanny the Nanny” never existed. It turned out that she was lying about everything from Caylee’s whereabouts to having a job at Universal Studios. Plus, she apparently has history of check fraud in her background. It would’ve been hilarious if the life of that adorable little girl wasn’t hanging in the balance. It was apparent to anyone with a stitch of common sense that Casey in the very least knew where this little girl was, but wasn’t talking.
She was originally arrested on child neglect and obstruction charges, but was hit with 1st degree murder, aggravated manslaughter, child abuse, and lying to authorities charges. Mind you, this was all BEFORE Caylee’s body was found in a wooded swamp not that far from the Anthony’s home in December 2008. The body was badly decomposed with the skull wrapped in duct tape. Fast forward to six weeks ago when that trial began. Anyone with a working synapse knew that Casey was guilty. The only question was of what? I knew there was no chance of them getting her on 1st Degree Murder. You have to definitively prove that she planned to kill this girl. But the really horrible cover-up attempt would lead anyone to believe that something bad happened. After saying for the longest that they didn’t know what happened to Caylee, suddenly they remember that she actually died in an accidental drowning in a pool and this was all one elaborate (and very poorly executed) cover up. This lead to one of the all-time great questions by NBC’s Savannah Guthrie:
“Who makes an accidental death look like a homicide?”
And then there was the defense tactic of accusing Casey’s father and brother of sexually abusing Casey as a child, and exposing her father as an adulterer. That’s right, slander the man (her dad) who supposedly helped you cover for your daughter’s death. Aside from the part where none of the sexual abuse was ever actually verified, it was also irrelevant. What did that have to do with that girl being killed!? I mean, if people thought Kobe Bryant was a dirtbag for “snitching” on Shaq seven years ago, WTF is Casey Anthony.
The verdict, one which I heard on Sirius Satellite Radio’s MSNBC simulcast while in the parking lot at Starbucks (Satellite radio is better than yo’ mama biscuits!), floored me. I had a mental flashback to the day O.J. was acquitted. I remember the looks on the faces of those people who were convinced that Simpson was guilty. Not guilty of Murder 1. Ok. I saw that coming. Not guilty of Manslaughter!? o_O!? Not guilty of Child Abuse!!?? O_O!!!??? Word!? Yes, she was guilty of lying to the cops. I mean if they found her not guilty of that, I’d have demanded 12 piss tests, STAT! The outrage was far more universal this time around. People of all races and walks of life were disgusted. The defense team, so startled by the verdict that they forgot to motion for Casey to get out on bail, arrogantly grandstanding and chastising the media afterwards was even more disgusting. People toss around the only legal term most of them know: “…beyond a reasonable doubt.” Whatever doubts you had about evidence, how anyone could think that Casey Anthony wasn’t in the very least criminally negligent in this child’s death is mind-boggling. People have been convicted of Murder with far less evidence (and often w/no evidence at all). About the only thing Casey didn’t have was an R. Kelly-esque tape of the killing.
Casey Anthony is on an entirely different level. It’s not just that she killed this child, she showed no remorse and no conscience. She said to her parents in one of her jailhouse phone calls “Why is everyone asking about Caylee? What about Me?” C’Mon, Dawg! She lied about everything except her name, then fire-bombed her family in the process of trying to save her own ass. Yet, in the end, 12 people used the “reasonable doubt” excuse to acquit her of this heinous crime. Let’s be honest here: Casey Anthony was acquitted. But Casey Anthony is NOT innocent. In the end, sadly, a beautiful 2-year-old girl is dead. She will never get a chance to grow up, and sadly will never get justice for her untimely death. The family will likely try to hide and fade into obscurity, and not another mention will be made of this whole ordeal unless something else happens or one of them takes $1 Million and tells their story to Oprah Winfrey or Wolf Blitzer. The system failed Caylee just as much as it failed the thousands of people who have been falsely convicted of crimes in this country in its history and that may be the the biggest crime of all.
As for you Casey Anthony, here’s a word to the wise: We all know what Karma is, and it always comes to collect. Don’t take my word for it, though. Just ask Mr. Simpson.
Until Next Time, That’s The Way It Is. Tuesday, July 5, 2011.
The 223rd day since the Detroit Lions’ Last Loss!
Take Care, God Bless, Always Dare to Be Different, and G.O.M.A.B. Σ