There’s a difference between lying to cover your ass and inventing a fantasy world which you believe to be true.
The hard part that the prosecution will have in this regard, is that Casey had been lying about Zanny the Nanny, for months prior to Caylee’s death (mid June). So where was Casey actually taking Caylee prior to her death, when Casey told her parents she was being dropped off at the Nanny’s? My guess is that Caylee was with Casey, because Casey didn’t really have a job to go to.
I doubt we’ll ever know the true circumstances that led Casey to kill her daughter. What was the final trigger event that led her to the actions that resulted in Caylee’s death? We won’t know.
I thought any evidence short of a confession, or direct eyewitness to the crime is by definition “circumstantial”, and that circumstantial evidence being inherently weaker than or inferior to direct evidence is a common misconception among non-lawyer types. (Like me.)
Would someone who knows correct and/or clarify this for us?
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Did anyone ever question her on how she was able to afford to pay a nanny while she was unemployed or minimally employed in the first place?
Do a lot of minimum wage earners have nannies these days?
What I wonder is how she kept Caylee from giving the “Zanny the Nanny” lie away. My daughter’s not much older than her, and that age they’re chatterboxes, and can’t keep a secret for anything. Didn’t the grandparents ever wonder why Caylee never talked about what she and Zanny did that day? What funny thing Zanny said once? What did Caylee answer when they asked her about her day?
Or did “Zanny” not make an appearance until Caylee disappeared? If so, where did the grandparents think she was going everyday?
She kept up the myth of the Universal job even while law enforcement officials were escorting her into the building where she claimed to have worked to get verification of her having worked there. She only fessed up when they got into the HR department. She’s a piece of work.
IIRC she probably got the name Zanaida Gonzales from the sign-in listing of people who viewed the same apartment Casey viewed. Why she remembered that name is anybody’s guess.
Cindy Anthony was asked about this in the trial. She responded that normally when she saw Caylee at the end of the day, she was normally focused on what she and Caylee were going to do, as opposed to what Caylee had been doing.
Apparently George and Cindy’s work schedules changed in the early part of 2008, so that they were not able to watch Caylee during the day, when Casey was supposedly going to work. So “Zanny the Nanny” began watching Caylee more often. I suspect that may be the real motivation behind the murder. Casey was getting tired of watching her daughter when her parents used to watch her. This was interfering with her more carefree life of hanging with friends when she used to pretend to go to work, and Caylee was watched by the grandparents. So kill the kid.
Of course it may be flavored by what we know now, but does anybody else think pictures of Caylee are some of the saddest looking ever for a kid her age? Her eyes never seem to smile, especially when she’s not with her grandmother.
Honestly, I think in pictures she looks just like any other kid her age. I don’t see any signs of sadness.
I agree that she was living in a fantasy world, but I don’t agree that she’s delusional, especially not in a not guilty by reason of insanity type of delusional. She was able to spin her mother a tale about running off to Jacksonville with her wealthy suitor Jeffrey Hopkins. And then she’d hang up the phone, go back into her boyfriend Tony’s apartment, and not say a word about this non-existent Jeffrey.
She’s lies because she thinks she can get away with it.
I have to wonder, what kind of long-term planning do people like this have?
“OK. I’ll kill my kid and then party like it’s 1999 for… a while.” But, surely as adults they have the ability to think weeks and months down the road and try to visualize how all of this will eventually play out, no?
Scott Peterson was the same. Kill wife. Lie about it. Let it blow over and then get on with life, with another woman who he was dating at the time this happened. What, he couldn’t figure out at some point his new girlfriend would start to put the pieces together on a time-line and figure it all out?
I’m gobsmacked about these kinds of people. Shit I worry if I miss a deadline at work, or a bill payment, and what the implications might be.
I see comments all over regarding Casey’s flat affect, no apparent emotions, etc. I’m not sure why no one seems to be considering the possibility that she’s on psychotropic medication in order to be “functional” in order to attend the trial/assist in her “defense” (such that it is).
Not to mention the whole idea that one can never know how someone will respond to tragedy.
Don’t get me wrong…I would bet several months rent on her guilt…but I don’t like it when people guess that someone might be guilty just because they don’t see the response that they think they themselves would have in the same situation.
I noticed the same criticism with the Ramsey case. People felt the mom wasn’t responding with the grief that everyone expects from a mom in her position.
I have a paranoia that has always kind of haunted me that I don’t do things in a ‘normal’ way and that it may cause trouble for me one day. I like to just go for a random walk at night. If something were to happen, would a prosecutor be standing in front of a jury and saying, ‘Don’t you think it is a bit…odd that Ms. Seated would be just walking around town at 1am for no particular reason? Hmmmm?’
I used to love to take long rides at night and once got pulled over by a cop for speeding or something, I don’t remember, but I do remember that he seemed a tad skeptical that I was just driving around, listening to music for no reason.
I ramble on about all this because like I said, I get antsy when I see it happens to others, cause I have the irrational fear that one day, god forbid something happens to my kid, and I attempt some kind of Zen fucking calming meditation to deal with the horror and have folks mistake that for guilt.