Takin' a leaf from the Troll, I'se postin' this poll:
Aunty lives in the town of the infamous Casey Anthony Murder Trial whar' every slavering reporter/blogger wannabe is camped out to provide crumbs to the masses who seem dialed into this drama of odoriferous putrefaction. The tents set up outside the courthouse and the news trucks block a main artery in town. Into the wee hours the camera lights shine a dome of white into the sky above the makeshift outdoor sets fer TV personalities. The sandwich shops is draped wif' weary court personnel, restaurants is sardined wif'' TV crews and local "anchors," high end restaurants is puffed wif' network "analysts" and star-status seeking attorney commentators, fangs adrool.
Local news entertains wif' interviews of voyeurs --the couple from Michigan on honeymoon who came to Orlando to git tickets to the courtroom "We were too young fer the OJ Simpson trial, we ain't gonna miss this one!" The shoving an' pinching -to stand in line fer admittance to the courtroom--lands sisters in hospital, an' three others in jail.
Aunty attends soiree a few nights ago. Eight couples assembled fer a lovely evening of conviviality with candlelight, wine an' true home cooked Northern Italian cuisine. By dessert one highly esteemed atty clears his throat, "If I may, how many of you are of the opinion that Casey will walk? The judge will declare a mistrial?" A professor teases, "Well, now, remember what they say about Judge Perry?" A woman engineer notes that both legal teams is jes' tryin' to make a name fer theyselves. Another atty, equally esteemed, "How many think Casey will swing?"
Aunty picks up her glass an' wanders, alone, out to the terrace. The heat lies softer on yore skin at dark-thirty. An honest, earthy fragrance rises from the lake's edge. Tree frogs croak love songs, an' stars is a winkin' against the young night. The vista over the lake resembles a toy light-bright skyline, the courthouse soaring above the other skyscrapers. Aunty fights despair. Is thar' any hope of justice or truth to come from this display all that ails humanity?
Should Aunty post pictures an' local commentary about the Casey Anthony trial on the Porch?
# 1 Heck yeah! Ya' need to ask? Ya' has a bird's eye view, an insider loop, why
withhold it? Folks wanna know, ya' know?
#2 Spare us, please! It's overkill already (oops, bad choice of words).
#3 Fergit the trial. Tell us what wuz on the Northern Italian menu.