I have never had sex with a woman who had hair this big, which begs the question — “Have I truly lived?”
I have never had sex with a woman who had hair this big, which begs the question — “Have I truly lived?”
Juan Martinez, prosecutor in the Jodi Arias trial, spoke fateful words today — “The state rests.” Tomorrow final arguments will begin and then the case will go to the jury.
The case presents bewildering paradoxes. The savagery of the killing of Travis Alexander by Jodi Arias suggests a crime of passion, of overwhelming momentary impulse. Premeditated murder is usually neater and more efficient.
At the same time there is persuasive circumstantial evidence that Arias traveled to Alexander’s home hoping that her visit there would never be traceable, and also that she took with her a gun, probably stolen from her grandparents’ home, though there has been no evidence presented which would prove this beyond a reasonable doubt.
It doesn’t add up, but the jury will have to decide between facts which, in sum, contradict each other and contradict common sense.