Here We Go Again, Arizona “Longevity runs in my family, and I don’t want to spend the rest of my natural life in one place,” Arias told MyFoxPhoenix.com. “I believe death is the ultimate freedom and I’d rather have my freedom as soon as I can get it.”
What’s the fucking holdup?
Here’s a synopsis of this case: Bombshell happens upon a good Mormon (single) man with promise, realizes marrying him will solve her financial issues, gain her friends, and she could hopefully spawn little bat-shit crazies to fill his 5-bedroom house in Arizona.
She becomes a Mormon, seduces him repeatedly, and discovers she doesn’t quite fit the bill of someone he’d be willing to take home to his family for Sunday dinners.
Arias, however, was not the personality type to be dissuaded. When not wanted, she’d show up anyway, often times crawling through the doggy door at Travis’ house. She would follow him to other girlfriends’ homes and slash his tires.
Blah blah blah. I’m sure you can recite the months of psycho behavior that continued, leading up to June 4, 2008.
Arias, moved back to California, rented a car, dyed her hair, drove to Mesa, Arizona, and showed up at Alexander’s house in the middle of the night.
What did he do? He stuck his dick in crazy. Again.
He was planning a business trip to Mexico, in which he was taking a female interest of his and Jodi Arias was full-on displaying her sexual charm mixed with a whole buffet of psychosis.
It took 5 days for Alexander’s friends to finally decide something had happened before they went to check on him.
Met with the smell of decomposition and blood down the hallway, they called the police and immediately threw out Jodi’s name.
Travis Alexander was found crumpled in his shower with 27 stab wounds, near decapitation, and a bullet hole in his head. The stab wounds (one penetrating his heart), were enough to kill him. The slit throat, killed him. The head-shot, killed him a third time.
Arias had tried to clean up the crime scene but quickly realizing there was way too much blood, she drug Alexander to the shower, threw some cups of water on him, took the sheets off the bed and threw them in the washer. Somehow the camera made it in there, too.
She was too stupid to realize deleted pictures could still be pulled off a SD card.
Faced with the evidence against her, she changed her story from not being close to Mesa, to two masked intruders forced their way into Travis Alexander’s home, brutally murdering him but leaving her unharmed, to finally, right before she went on trial, she murdered him in self-defense.
During the trial, this pathological, manipulative liar drug her victim’s character through the mud. It was the most disgusting and fascinating murder trial to watch unfold.
The State, armed with a bulldog of a prosecutor, dismantled Arias’ story piece by piece and ultimately, she was found guilty of murder, making her eligible for the death penalty. Immediately after the verdict, Arias played interviewee, and granted many riveting question/answer periods with various journalists who fit her bill. During one, she said she welcomed the death penalty. Actually, she preferred it. The jury, however, decided to turn chicken-shit and ended up being hung on the decision, thus giving Arias plenty of time to change her mind about the whole thing.
Monday starts jury selection for the penalty phase of the Arias trial. It was going to be very interesting because Arias had petitioned the courts to allow her self-representation. The court obliged but faced with that being a reality, she turned chicken-shit and the court-appointed attorneys that cannot stand her, must once again try to keep her alive.
I’d love the defendant, the defense team, and anyone else in the Arias camp to just get up there and say, “You know what? Let’s stick the needle in today.” Unfortunately, this more-than-likely will not be the case.
There are hundreds of forums, articles, pictures, etc. dedicated to this case. Read them. They’ve taken much more time developing the story than I wanted/needed. I’m just sick to death of this narcissistic twat and captivated at the same time.
Unfortunately, the trial will not be televised in real time (as it was with the main trial) but you can bet your sweet ass I’ll be monitoring courtroom tweets on my phone and adding my own commentary. I will, however, attempt to refrain from throwing shit.
Sound off – Do you support the death penalty? If you’ve been following this case for the past 8 years, what shocked you the most? Do you think the jury will be courageous enough to put her to death?
One more thing, I’m back, bitches.