JonBenet (Updated)

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  1. Methinks there is a lot more to this story, some of which we will never know.
    I’m intrigued today by the ex-wife’s statements that she was with him, halfway across the country, when the murder occurred. Now, she could have gotten her dates confused. Or she could be right, making this guy a special class of weirdo who feels jolly when bragging about having a relationship with (and oh yes ‘accidentally’ brutally beating) a 6-year-old.
    Anyway, once he has a lawyer, they will undoubtedly argue that he was not offered his Miranda rights before confessing to the Thai authorities, and thus the alleged confession must be tossed out. Furthermore, the defense shrinks will say he is either innocent by reason of being out of his gourd, or just too loony to aid in his own defense.
    I’m holding out for DNA analysis.

  2. Yep yep. When I heard the bragging, I immediately thought abotu the Texas serial killers oh maybe 20 years ago who ‘confessed’ to all kinds of killings across the USA, and the cops were so glad to ‘clear’ those cases that they didn’t bother to notice that in order to actually *do* all those murders, those kooks would have had to somehow drive from California to Georgia in 2 hours.
    One alternative from my fiction-loving brain: He didn’t actually DO the killing but knows who did. For example, he called some Colorado prison pal and offered to pay the guy $x for pictures of the girl, not wanting/expecting the girl to DIE as part of this thing. The PLAN was as he laid out in his confession: pick her up at school, drug her, etc., but the guy who did the deed had a different plan. This, our pal Mr. Karr might still feel guilty about his role in what happened — thus, the ‘confession’ — and may be delusional enough to believe that he actually followed his plan.
    I know, I should write fiction. Too bad I can never come up with an ENDING for anything. I always want everybody to ive happily ever after.
    Actually, for a great bit of fiction on this subject, “Lost Boys” by Orson Scott Card is a good (if slightly disturbing) read.

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