I’ve been thinking a lot about the Casey Anthony trial over the last few days. I’m not one of those people who watched it every single day and sweated over the piles of evidence more than the lawyers did. I would get little updates via Dateline MSNBC (a rather new guilty pleasure for me) or here and there on the news. When the jury recorded its verdict last week, I watched the announcements of innocence. I was confused. I was stunned. It seemed like OJ Simpson all over again.
As I have reflected more on both of those cases – OJ Simpson and Casey Anthony, I’ve moved away from the trials themselves to what could have gotten these 2 people to where they ended up. In both cases, I feel like a sense of entitlement led them both astray.