Murdaugh Murder Trial Is Sad (And Fascinating)
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Weather-wise, this past week has been a dream despite the fairly rainy aspect of it all. This is certainly a case of False Spring.
A few of my yard plants have survived the Great Arctic Blast. The Japanese Magnolia is blooming and dropping petals and blooming again. His annual one-man party remains entirely unaffected. The oldest azaleas in the yard pulled through like old pros as they’re showing a few bright green new leaves at the ends of freezer burned, rust-colored branches. My two massive and monstrous climbing roses lived and are thriving like nothing crazy ever happened – they’re totally unfazed.
A baby dogwood tree that has struggled to put out any leaves or branches whatsoever for three years has suddenly decided to grow a bunch of buds for the first time! I guess it saw the white light at the end of the tunnel back in December and decided to get its act together. Everything else in the yard still looks dead. Except the hollies, of course, which is ironic as they’re the plants that I wish had died.
I don’t have much to report this week due to being completely and totally enamored with the Murdaugh Murders Trial broadcasting out of coastal South Carolina. I’ve been so enraptured with listening to this trial live on YouTube for many hours every day that I’m behind at my actual job. I need to set one of those automatic out-of-office email replies that states how I’ll return the message whenever the jury goes into deliberations.
If you aren’t familiar with the Murdaugh Murders due to living under a rock or having a fulfilling life of your own, then I suggest you Google it. But long-story-short is this: Rich guy who stole money from lots of poor people as well as other rich people is on trial for killing his rich wife and his rich kid who was about to be on trial for a boat crash that killed another kid who was middle class.
And along the way a housekeeper suspiciously and fatally falls down the steps and a poor kid with cute hair suspiciously and fatally gets hit by a car. There are hunting dogs involved and lots of guns – several golf carts and a grandmother with dementia whose caretaker goes against the word of the other caretaker about the existence of a famous blue raincoat. There’s a well-timed Snapchat video and, at some point, the timing of a birddog catching a Guinea hen plays a major role in the murder timeline. There’s also a lot of uncomfortable baby talk on the part of the defendant whose surviving son is extremely red-headed.
In terms of powerful and wealthy family drama in a small southern town, the Water Valley Wagner’s only wished they could have been this exciting! Oh wait, they were – back in 1931.
It’s all a sad shame, though. Both cases ultimately involve the deaths of not just adults, but teenagers as well. The jury for the Wagner murder deliberated for only 11 minutes. We’ll see how long they allow for Mr. Murdaugh.
Lastly and unrelated, the Blue Devil baseball team plays South Panola at home on Friday and then they play Bruce in Bruce on Saturday. See ya there!