What do Amanda Knox, Rod Blago-douche, Drew Petersen, Casey Anthony and Dr. Conrad Murray have in common?
Does anyone else think its totally fucking weird that with all of the very-public court cases featured this past year, the verdicts/defense testimony seem to be "not favorable"? I'm not going to go on some crazy tangent about the US judicial system HOWEVER, I will state a few of my own thoughts regarding how dumb jurors can be.
1.) Based on the evidence presented in the case of Casey Anthony, I think she is guilty of something very fishy. Does anybody else out there want to know how her young daughter was killed and found in the woods, wrapped up like a baby burrito? I am gobsmacked as to how Casey walked away innocent, while the public wants to know how Tot Mom's child died. If I were her lawyer, I would have recommended her to take a plea bargain, spill her guts and save face. Now until the end of Casey Anthony's life, people will haunt her; possibly going as far as threaten her life. If she would have just told the TRUTH, the American public would have been less skeptical about what REALLY happened.
SIDENOTE: Not all women are fit to be a parent. Said information supports that claim.
2.) As the trial of Dr. Conrad Murray begins, I have been gathering as much information as possible. Because I wasn't one of those people-obsessed-with-Michael-Jackson, MJ's death didn't rock me to the core. Yes, I will miss his plastic surgery antics. No, I did not like any of his post-80s songs.
Propofol (
INN, marketed as
Diprivan by
AstraZeneca) is a short-acting,
intravenously administered
hypnotic agent. Its uses include the induction and maintenance of
general anesthesia, sedation for
mechanically ventilated adults, and
procedural sedation. Propofol is also commonly used in
veterinary medicine. Short-term effects include mild euphoria, hallucinations, and disinhibition.
[30][31] Long-term use has been reported to result in
addiction.
[Attention to the risks of nonmedical use of propofol increased in August 2009 due to the Los Angeles County coroner's conclusion that
Michael Jackson died from a mixture of propofol and the
benzodiazepine drugs
lorazepam on top of
diazepam ingested earlier.
"Benzos" or benzodiazepine is useful in treating
anxiety,
insomnia,
agitation,
seizures,
muscle spasms and
alcohol withdrawal. Almost every cast member of Celebrity Rehab with hot Dr. Drew is secondarily addicted to benzo drugs, on top of whatever liquor or drug they choose to shove in their nose.
Here is how the story of Mr.-Sparkly-Glove died:
Autopsy results show that MJ died of sudden cardiac death..... meaning his heart stopped. The twist is how/why it suddenly stopped, since weeks before MJ was given a clean bill of health from a physical exam. Apparently, Michael had his own little medical staff in-house to "support" his habits.
Dr. Murray was hired as Jackson's personal physician. Plagued with insomnia, Jackson had struggled with a night's rest for several years. For whatever reason, Murray determined that propofol would be an ideal drug to aid with Jackson's sleepless nights. Normally given to patients while undergoing surgery and under the watchful eye of a licensed hosptial staff member, the white liquid is very potent (hence why anestesiologists use several pieces of medical equipment to monitor vital signs in surgery).
Murray gave MJ a heavy dose of the drug, allegedly left MJ unattended, and problems arose. Prosecutors argue that Murray failed to immediately call 911, followed by not sharing with paramedics and doctors trying to resuscitate Jackson about the propofol. Simply, there were two very large negligent acts that may make him criminally responsible for Jackson's death. With a maximum sentence of four years in prison and loss of his medical license, Dr. Murray is in some shit.
To circle back the discussion, there have been a few nights when the lights went out in Georgia, if you know what I'm saying. Maybe I should've been a judge. Not Judge Judy but a real judge. I can see through bs like a champ.
On a brighter note, I get to see my little niece piece this coming weekend. Armed with a full night's rest and food in my gullet, I'm preparing to hold and kiss Greta as much as possible.
Seriously? Do I need to even justify why she is the cutest hobbit ever?