even though i lean toward BDI cannot dismiss your PDI theory either SD!
I think it is completely possible a heat of the moment head injury like JBR s could have resulted from a tired frazzled mother ramming her into the bathroom in a rage by the scruff of the neck and a full force blow from collecting the timber door frame or vanity edge but where it doesn't fit for me in any theory is how did that injury not break the skin???
that is what throws doubt on every scenario to me. was just a freak blow.:waitasec:
As you say, k-mac, head injuries are the quirkiest injuries you can receive. It's a matter of pure chance. Even so, you raise an interesting point about the door frame or edge of the vanity/ dresser, where the edges would be sharper. But what if the object connected with was a blunt, rounded object?
See what this does for you. Here's the scenario I put forth in the book (which you get to read for free). I must warn you, this is disturbing, to say the very least:
John goes upstairs. Soon, JB is back down.
PATSY: "What do you want now, honey," with a little irritation in her voice.
JB: "I did it again."
PATSY: "Oh, God. Come on."
Up to JB's room.
PATSY: "I dont see anything."
JB: "I didn't go to bed yet."
PATSY: "Can't you do anything I ask?"
JB: "I'm sorry."
PATSY: "Get in there."
Into the bathroom. Patsy cleans her up.
PATSY: "Here, don't tell you're father."
JB: "You and Daddy tell me secrets."
PATSY: "Secrets?"
JB: "Yeah, Daddy tells me to keep secrets."
PATSY: "Like what?"
JB (suddenly sullen): "It wouldn't be a secret then."
PATSY (now more irritated): "Fine."
Patsy becomes rough.
JB: "OW! Mommy, that hurts! Daddy's nicer."
PATSY: "I didn't think your father cleaned you up."
JB: "He doesn't. He calls it our special game."
PATSY's head snaps up. Their eyes meet.
JB (whispering): "I told the secret."
PATSY (in a rage): "YOU ROTTEN LITTLE LIAR!!"
JB (almost in a panic): "I'm sorry, Mommy!"
PATSY: "I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"
JB tries to run away, but her pants are still around her knees. She tries to pull them up, but trips. As she gets up, Patsy grabs her collar and flings her. She MEANS to toss JB onto the bed face-first and spank the daylights out of her. But she mistimes it and JB goes headfirst like a missile into the bedpost at tremendous speed. It cracks her skull.
Patsy sees JB crumpled on the floor.
PATSY: "That won't work, you little faker. You're in big trouble."
She picks JB up and lays her on the bed. But she's so limp.
PATSY: "I said, cut it out."
Nothing. JB is in shock and doesn't seem to be breathing.
PATSY (anger replaced by worry): "JonBenet Patricia Ramsey, you cut that out right now. Baby? (Now panicked): BABY?! PLEASE say something! Oh, GOD, I didn't mean to! No, oh, God, no! Not my baby!"
John comes in.
JOHN: "What the h*** is going on in here?!"
Patsy turns. Her eyes, full of tears and hate. She blitzes him.
PATSY: "YOU B*****D!"
He grabs her wrists. "Are you crazy?!" He sees JB. "What did you do?!"
PATSY: "Me?! You couldn't get it from me, so you took her! And I believed YOU!"
JOHN: "You stupid, crazy *advertiser censored*! I have to save her!"
PATSY: "It's too late now! She's dead!"
JOHN: "NO! That's impossible!" (Keep in mind, John's lost Beth.)
PATSY: "I'll see you rot for this!"
JOHN: "How?! You killed her."