December 24, 2008

Baby Butt Pants

Merry Christmas Eve, everyone! Just another week and this nightmare of a year, 2008, will be one we can finally all forget. The '09 seems to hold promise, so lets all hope for the best.

Merry Christmas Casey Anthony...

OK, I don't really give a damn about Casey Anthony, but now that poor little Caylee has been found it's time to look at how Casey's trial will work out. Already the attorneys for the prosecution and defense are acting juvenile, so the one good thing for us here in the Orlando-area is that there's about 0% chance that the actual trial will be heard here. But the case may take a while to work it's way through the process. But, if I were Casey and her attorney's this is what I would do... This is probably too much to ask for, but Casey needs to confess. She needs to throw the investigators a bone and hope that they'll take it easy on her. Look, I believe that Casey did something horrible that cost Caylee her life. But do I think she was setting out one night like "I'm gonna kill that little brat!"... No. I think, whatever happened, it was probably an accident. And yet the state attorney is charging her with first-degree murder. While I think that it would be really difficult for them to get any conviction of first-degree murder, which would require proof that Casey had planned to and then killed Caylee, the prosecution can give the jury choices of lesser charges to convict her of should they feel that first-degree murder isn't warranted. If the speculation is true that Casey maybe used chloroform to make Caylee go to sleep so she could party and accidentally killed her, that's probably more along the lines of manslaughter. She'll still have to pay for a long time in jail, but she won't spend the rest of her life behind bars. And, if she turns around and starts to cooperate with authorities, sparing the prosecution of a long, media-fueled trial, I'm sure they could work out something fair.

And a funny side-story is forming around this... A woman named Zenaida Gonzalez, the name that Casey gave to police as the babysitter she said kidnapped Caylee, is suing the family for defamation of character. This whole story is just bizarre and shows how messed up Casey must be. This Gonzalez woman goes to look at an apartment, somehow Casey uses her name and the apartment complex (even though Gonzalez never actually moved there) as the rogue babysitter, and now people start to suspect her of killing Caylee. Poor woman didn't know anything about anything but got dragged into the media storm surrounding the case. Now, she's suing for defamation and it makes you wonder how that'll work. Lets say I say that John Hughes sucks and I hate him. Then I get a defamation claim from John Hughes the movie director (Ferris Bueller is one of my favorite movies) saying that I libelled him or something, it's then his burden to prove that I was talking about him specifically. I could be talking about anyone with that name. That's, what I think, this Gonzalez woman will run against. I don't think you can claim defamation just because their using your name. I mean, by that logic, that little Adolf Hitler kid who couldn't get his birthday cake will be able to grow up and sue the History Channel or something because they're hurting his image.

Finally Someone Agrees With Me!

As most know, I'm a huge fan of the Covino & Rich Show on Sirius 108. This week, they brought up a subject that I have always thought to myself about but never really said anything about. The topic: Those lame ass jewelery commercials. Especially, the one for Kay where the dude is signing for his deaf girlfriend, a commercial so lame that the first time I saw it I busted out laughing and felt like I was immediately going to Hell.



Just like a recent study has shown, chick movies have been shown as bad in real-world relationships because they set unreal expectations of what a relationship is like, these are like the commercial equivalent. About as realistic as the car in the driveway with the big bow commercials they usually show this time of year (guess with the current economic situation even the car makers realize how impractical that is). And, if I were the dude in the one Jared commercial where my date is texting her friends about me buying her something while I'm in the bathroom, I'd show what I think of that by trying to get with the brunette asking if I had a brother. But hey, that's just how the J rolls.

Anyways, have a great day everyone. Have a wonderful holiday!

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