As the Casey Anthony trial drew to a close and the masses of angry, bitter people who knew nothing of Casey, her parents or the trial except for what the propaganda ridden media told them I couldn’t help but wonder who would sign the first book deal. Would it be Casey, her loving parents or the vilified defense attorney? It took all of six whole weeks for me to find out that the winner was Mr. Protect and Serve himself, prosecutor Jeff Ashton.
The title, Imperfect Justice: Prosecuting Casey Anthony, sets the tone for the entire book by showing that Ashton is planning on portraying himself as the victim in this very public debacle. By placing the blame on our obviously flawed justice system instead of pointing the finger back at himself and his team of prosecutors, he avoids having to answer to the fact that the jury was correct in their verdict because he didn’t have one shred of credible evidence as to what actually happened to Caylee Anthony. This was evident in the charges that were filed against Casey when Ashton couldn’t even decide if she premeditated her child’s death or not!
I’m not jumping on the Casey Anthony bandwagon, but I do choose to reserve judgment about what actually transpired on that hot June day when her child died. Nobody will ever know what happened except Casey and Caylee and possibly George Anthony if you believe her defense. I do, however, believe that after the outrageous amount of media attention this case caused, undoubtedly because of the hysterical 911 phone call made by Cindy Anthony, the prosecutors office jumped the gun and decided to prosecute Casey without a shred of credible evidence. Ashton’s asinine brainchild of the smoke and mirrors prosecution was a conceited plan to get undue national attention for himself and he foolishly expected that twelve laymen would be stupid enough to fall for it.
So after he fails miserably, Ashton decides to sit back, exploit the death of Caylee even more and write a poor me version of events while twelve citizens who were just doing their civic responsibility, a responsibility that most Americans dread called jury duty, are being harassed and ridiculed across the United States. I just have one question for Mr. Florida prosecutor who coincidentally retired hours after the verdict was read: Mr. Ashton, do you plan to give some of the money you make with this self-indulgent autobiographical account back to the Florida taxpayers whose money you squandered in order to to feed your overzealous ego?