It must be my luck...I grew up on Long Island and remember Amy Fisher quite well. Now I move to Florida and we have KC. But the two are not really analogs; first and foremost, Mary Jo B. didn't die.
Joey B. became an object of ridicule, which he still is today, and anyone from the south shore of Long Island knows a lot of Joey B's. Saturday night live ran a skit called the "House of Buttafuoco", parodying their low class lifestyle with a high class presentation.
Joey B came to embody a lifestyle, in a way, nothing glamorous or enviable, but other than a bit slimy, not really all that evil. And Fisher...she was obviously disturbed in some way and could never break free of the caricature. I guess what I am trying to say is that while shooting someone is an awful, violent crime, no one died and the personas involved sort of took on a humorous, if pitiable, life of their own. There was a famous event one night in a Long Island town called Massapequa where my friend Chuck, a chef at an Italian restaurant, learned from his boss Freddie that Joey B. would be tending bar at an area night spot. As I was 19 at the time, I went. By time I got there, the cops had shut it down; felons can't tend bar in NY. But just re-read that, Freddie, Joey, Italian restuarant...if you;re from the Northeast you can picture Joey in his track suit...I mean it's sad but it's not pure evil.
Casey A killed a child. Her child. She didn't negligently "kill" a child, like fell asleep napping and the baby walked into the pool and died. Those tragic accidents happen to decent people every day. Casey murdered her daughter, threw her in the woods via the trunk and left her to rot. She is a Ted Bundy level sociopath. There will never be a caricature of this, there will never be a funny skit on SNL, nothing even remotely close to any emotions other than anger and profound sadness will arise from this event.
She's not Amy Fisher.