We’ve all waited nearly three years for this day. There have been oceans of motions, shenanigans by Casey’s family and her defense team, endless hearings, and endless media coverage. There has been silence from the prosecution team which has slogged through the morass to arrive at this day. For every media “event” and every “cameo” by the defense, the team of Linda Drane Burdick, Jeff Ashton, and Frank George have been deep in the volumes of discovery, crafting their case.
In the center of this circus, Casey Anthony has traded her party-girl face and assumed the visage of a fear-ridden jailbird.
Dr. Lillian Glass has an excellent article up today about the changes in Casey.
I am eagerly awaiting the opening arguments. Will Jose Baez manage to explain everything in the first three minutes? I wish we could know how many times he has re-written his argument to fit the latest witch-hunt.
I’ve always thought that the comparison of the prosecution and the defense resembled the Aesop Fable.
The Grasshopper and the Ants
In a field one summer's day a grasshopper was hopping about, chirping and singing to its heart's content. A group of ants walked by, grunting as they struggled to carry plump kernels of corn. "Where are you going with those heavy things?" asked the grasshopper. Without stopping, the first ant replied, "To our ant hill. This is the third kernel I've delivered today." "Why not come and sing with me," teased the grasshopper, "instead of working so hard?" "We are helping to store food for the winter," said the ant, "and think you should do the same." "Winter is far away and it is a glorious day to play," sang the grasshopper. But the ants went on their way and continued their hard work. The weather soon turned cold. All the food lying in the field was covered with a thick white blanket of snow that even the grasshopper could not dig through. Soon the grasshopper found itself dying of hunger. He staggered to the ants' hill and saw them handing out corn from the stores they had collected in the summer. He begged them for something to eat. "What!" cried the ants in surprise, "haven't you stored anything away for the winter? What in the world were you doing all last summer?" "I didn't have time to store any food," complained the grasshopper; "I was so busy playing music that before I knew it the summer was gone." The ants shook their heads in disgust, turned their backs on the grasshopper and went on with their work.
Credit for picture and fable
On a personal note, I had hoped to watch every day of the trial live. However, Real Life intervened in the most pleasant of ways and I won’t be able to post this Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. However, if WFTV keeps up the good work on posting the video, I will have Saturday evening, Sunday, and Monday to go through them. I hope to be able to post a blog entry on those days later on Memorial Day.
My nephew will be graduating on Thursday and it’s one graduation I can’t miss. My personal “ant” will be getting his PhD. He already has a job for the fall teaching at an excellent university.
I call him my Ant because he’s one great guy. He started college at 19, attending part time while working full time. He put a roof over his own head and paid his own tuition. He then went on to tutoring and teaching jobs to put himself through the rest of college. He taught his way through his Master’s at an Ivy League university and now his PhD.
He never asked his parents for money, he knew they had no money. He had bad times for a long time, but never gave up on his goal.
Now that he’s achieved his goal, I have to be there to see it happen!
It was a no-brainer decision. I compared him to the “grasshopper” who is the star of the courtroom circus. She never worked much, stole from everyone around her, and couldn’t be bothered to make up that ½ credit she needed for a high school diploma. The Grasshopper wanted to do nothing but party, do the social network "thing," and lie, cheat, and steal.
See you all in court tomorrow at 9 SHARP!