Honestly, as this has gone on, I have a tough time believing it’s just cut and dry, and some blue balled psycho did this all on his own. the town has a very strange makeup apparently… from a huge drug problem/cartel involvement amongst the college kids … alleged corruption in law enforcement ….a main st radical church that seeks to change the town(probably despises the drug using youth, and a party culture that is probably visbale from space on that little neighborhood alone). I agree, I think the evidence, and defense is going to be full of twists and turns.
This is a horrific true crime story that hit very close to home. Our old tailgate, one of the guys, his daughter is still missing. The Lauren Spierer Case. It was highly publicized, so I reckon most people have at least some mild familiarity. One night years back I had the TV on in the kitchen while I was cooking. I turned my head because the voice sounded familiar. "That's Rob! What's he doing on TV?" I yelled for the old man and then we heard what he was saying: he was begging the public for the safe return of his daughter and for someone, anyone to come forward. I didn't know Rob well, but I broke bread with the man many times. He struck me as a very sweet and kind person. I only met his little girl once (she was about 17 at the time), but that made it 10 times worse because it put a name and a face to it. Being introduced to someone only once and then I hearing they were murdered or missing or both, it's a terrible feeling. Everyone from our tailgate raced to call one another. The agony that Rob, his wife, and his entire family has gone through and continues to go through is unfathomable. That little girl is dead, no question. She is presumed dead, actually. As bad as the Idaho Case is, we are a highly ritualistic species and being unable to bury your dead is a psychological nightmare on top of your nightmare. There was a lot of controversy surrounding Lauren's case much like The Gabby Petito Case: Young Pretty White Girl Syndrome. The lack of effort, concern, publicity, manpower allocated to find missing brown, Asian, and indigenous people - Native Americans, specifically - is very real. The way I look at it is that if cases like Lauren's cast a harsh light on the disparity in the level of everything I mentioned, if it brings the attention to other cases that are shamefully ignored, then that's not a bad thing. Everybody matters. I realize that society tells us different at times, which is disgraceful, but on that note, the Spierer's shouldn't be personally begrudged for any help, and time that they've been given and allotted to find their missing daughter. That being said, the case has become ice-cold despite official comments to the contrary. It hasn't stopped Rob Speirer from crawling up the ass of law enforcement and everyone who saw Lauren on the night she disappeared. He is convinced that somebody knows something outside of who killed her. He talks about her as if she's dead, they're long past fooling themselves. Lauren was under the influence when she went missing. She also had a congenital heart condition that required medication. Both of things together? Not good. There was also a lot of nasty uncalled for backlash from people on social media and the like who went on a smear campaign of victim blaming as well as character assassination. There was a lot of anger about the attention her case was getting for the reasons already stated, which is very misguided, mean, and displaced. The injustice(s) towards other victims doesn't make Lauren Spierer any less of a victim herself or any less dead. If she was abducted and her body was dumped a 100 miles away, they are never finding her remains. I don't how it's possible at this point. https://www.grunge.com/631090/the-biggest-lauren-spierer-theories-what-really-happened/ What say you on this one @typeOnegative13NY ?
I don't know if it was better when we were young in the 50 and 60's and this stuff was never reported because national news and local news didn't sync up or it is better now that we know. One big difference is that in Washington Heights in NYC, right next to Harlem, nobody was afraid to send their kid outside to play. I ran around in a cloud of about 50 8-12 year olds kids outside every day. We played stickball, street football, ringolevio, capture the flag and a hundred other games every day during the summer. Nobody ever went missing or got killed because the odds on that actually happening were the same as today: really low verging on vanishing. Today a kid goes missing somewhere in the USA and it is trumpeted on media of all sorts and every parent makes the calculation that they're better off keeping their kid at home even if the actual odds of them going missing are bordering on a million-to-one. It's been like this for decades now and we've collectively terrorized ourselves into making our kids lives a gilded cage.
You have no idea what gumball machines were like in my neighborhood in the 60's. We had one kid who used to chew a gumball up and then use it to glue the latch shut so that other kids would have to touch his chewed gum to get their gumballs out. I'd tell you about the SurferGirl pinball machine at the local pizza parlor but you'd be as scarred for life as I am.
Wow, that’s a tough one, I’m sorry for your friend. I think that’s the first I’ve heard of that case. I guess the boyfriend angle makes the most sense at first. Also the accidental death, and someone panicking being afraid of blame makes sense. It’s also strange that someone she was with was attacked … if that happened , I wonder if the boyfriend thought there was something going on. Someone knows something, and I’m always surprised at the ability of some to carry a secret like that.
Stuff like this is when people make dying declarations - if - IF - they have a sliver of something resembling a conscience. Well, you should've turned yourself in or turned in someone in else long before you began to die. Better late than never, but the problem with dying declarations is that family members of the victim very often don't live long enough to hear it. As I said, better late than never, but it's a full on yellow coward move. That person is just fearful that they'll go to a bad place if they don't unburden themselves, not because they give a shit about someone else. Confession on your deathbed is full of self-interest. It's not the brave act some folks think it is IMO. I hate cowardice in all its forms. It's my most hated human quality. Some think physical bravery is the highest form of bravery. I think emotional bravery and doing the right thing without the sullied motivation of an eternal reward is just as noble if not more so. They're both huge.
I don't think what's upstairs speaks or understands any known language. Life eats life. If that's not a totally screwed up underpinning for morality I can't think of one worse.
Calling it a "drug house" is conspiracy talk. It was a college apartment house where kids do drugs. That's very different than a place used in large scale drug trafficking, which is typically what the term "drug house" is used to describe. The jury will be able to understand that. IF it makes it to jury anyway as he might take a plea deal
Ok, there was somebody pulling his long stringy boogers out of his nose and putting them on the buttons of the SurferGirl machine. It was so bad for awhile there that the proprietor was putting one of the napkin dispensers on the machine to warn customers they might have to do some cleanup work before they played. I wound up playing SurferGirl uptown at 242nd street after a particularly gruesome encounter.
The prosecution in Idaho is being accused by the defense of holding discovery. Is this a sign of grand jury possibly ?
