Been reading a book on the Simpson trial as told by Christopher Darden. One of the prosecutors on the OJ case. Fascinating read. Concurrently, I'd just finished watching "Gone Girl." If you haven't seen this movie, please stop reading now...
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Okay, here goes. Now, I for sure do NOT condone murder in any sense, BUT...there is always two sides to every story. Whilst it's true, in the case of murder, we only get the visage of one side. And it's usually biased. So, we make statements such as "the dead can't speak for themselves." Or "we need to speak for the dead." A LOT of us sympathize with tragedy. In most cases, random acts of murder (such as a stranger killing someone), is pretty straight forward. It tends to be a crime. But a crime of passion tends to bring up a ton of grey.
When I first heard of OJ Simpson, my first response was that he was a murdering crazy psycho. When you start to hear some of their relationship, you start to wonder why...why people just can't drop the other person. The movie "Gone Girl" addresses a bit of this. The constant awful behavior of two people who neither can live with each other or live without each other. It's a painful dependency that exists...I would say, in over 50% of relationships. It's awful. There is a fine line between just pure anger and hate, to love. Being indifferent would be a godsend. Instead, people concoct the worst plans in order to make people feel a certain way. You could walk away, but...then what would you be walking away from? People tell you they HATE drama. While this is true, in the sense that you don't want the spouse to keep nagging you about things, drama is, unfortunately what keeps people in marriages (or long term relationships). Where would you be if drama didn't poke its head into your daily life. Bored, and most likely inebriated.
Drama is the spark that keeps life from being boring. We constantly surround ourselves with it. But it's not drama we like, it's drama we can handle. For instance, I can handle when I was in a relationship that she got jealous I was hanging with the guys on date night. I despised the drama of getting an earful when getting home. However, I LOVED the drama of making up. I HATED knowing the drama will come back the next day. This goes on until one or both either give up or murder the other person. Y'see, Nicole was a cunt. A total cunt. None of us like to speak ill of people, but I would venture to guess, if you were to line up casual people who've met her or served her or whatever, they'd all have reasons to fuck her up. She was a snooty rich woman from Brentwood who married someone famous. You don't think she waved that flag around for leverage? You think if I went into Spagos and told them I knew Nicole Brown, they'd embrace me? Nope. And, if we're to be honest, she has admittedly trashed OJ openly to friends. Have, on occasion called him the n-word. Dared him repeatedly to flex so that she could drag his kids away from him. Fucked that Ronald Goldman guy in a car he bought for her. Basically, smacked him across the face on a daily basis without the idea that she would ever get comeuppance. Does it warrant murder? Obviously not. BUT, you do have to admit, anyone who deals with that neutering would just crack. She just didn't know where that line was. Neither did he.
That's the grey that comes with these types of volatile back and forths. There is a right and wrong, at a certain point. But most people want to see the wrong. The really wrong. Because it sheds a LOT of light on what shitbags we are in life. People are shitty shitty people. Self interested fuckfaces who think we deserve so much more than we actually get. And we will all eventually get ours.
In the movie "Gone Girl" we get a glimpse at two very co-dependent people, who when stress and money problems with psychological issues get together, the means will find a way to the end. The relationship only stands on a foundation of sacrifice. And you do wonder, as far as each of them get...when they will draw a line. Or...in the end, this cycle will spiral into your worst nightmare. Because, in truth, there is no real wrong or right. Sometimes you can't believe the insanity people will try to pass off, and DO get away with. Your story, their story...it's all a mess sometimes. The truth is thin, it's transparent. Collectively there is common sense. But in the heat of madness, you can't tell any more. And that's when it becomes really dangerous. I hope you find love.
I hope love doesn't kill you.
Gone Girl
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