Everywhere I look, there is some stupid story about the Casey Anthony trial. Even respectable news outlets are reporting stories about it like it’s the most important thing in the world! They did that with the O.J. Simpson trial, but he was already famous before they did that! So it kind-of made sense that we saw it everywhere. Plus, with the O.J. trial, there was this whole issue of race, and whether the system was fair to minorities, and the fact that it was a blonde white woman who was killed (What is it with the TV news and blonde white women? They seem to be the only ones they care about when they’re kidnapped or killed! Sometimes I think the news reporters are the ones killing these women, since they get so much mileage out of them!), etc. But with Casey Anthony, we have none of those things; she’s just a dumb white girl, and it’s just as big anyway! It’s not like she’s the first mother since Medea to have (allegedly) killed her own kid. America is lousy with women who have done that, and who have even killed many more children that one, but it's not usually such a big deal. And she’s not even blonde! WTF?
Seriously, this looks to me like what would happen to someone who sold their soul to the devil for fame. We’ve all seen the movies about how it always goes wrong when you ask the devil for stuff, or if you get wishes from an evil genie or something. Somehow, it’s always this letter-of-the-law thing, where they technically give you what you wanted, but in the most horrible and horrific manner imaginable. Well, this situation with Casey Anthony seems that way to me, because she wasn’t famous before, but she is now! And it seemed like fame and attention was what she was craving beforehand, right? Like when her daughter was missing and she was out partying and in a hot milf contest or whatever; she just seems to have really wanted fame and attention. Well, she’s got it now, but totally in the kind of way you might expect to get it from a deal with the devil: she’s got it, but she can’t do anything with it, and it’s what’s making life impossible and miserable for her.
(BTW: I’m not alleging that she sold her soul to the devil for fame, or wished for it with an evil genie: after all, I’m not working for the prosecution, so I’m not trying to use every underhanded trick available to push her into the electric chair like they are. I just can’t help but see the parallels between this situation and all the movies that always deal with that type of thing, like that 1960s movie: Bedazzled.)
