Spitz Fit Flashback.*..This morning while the prosecutor was addling Dr. Spitz, I wondered whether he'd seen Dr. Spitz having a grand mal freak-out during the Spector trial. The contortion of the laws of physics and common sense he attempted today is sleepy-mak*ing compared to his reaction to being asked what he'd charged Spector. I've never posted on here, or much of anywhere, so I don't know whether I can attach something else to this train of thought...*But oh well, it won't take long to say that as I was watching the taped sight of Casey at a register with all the stuff one of her erstwhile friends would soon be surprised to find they'd paid, I considered her tattooed pet notion, A Beautiful Life. This vida loca included buying cute tops and sundries at Target--in*flicting a spate of shocks and horrors upon her family-- draining a whole-lott*a money from a community chest-- trumping the news of van der Sloot as baby daddy-- partying, feeling desired by a series of 'fellas--- and so on, all done without impediment or complaint.*.. The pathetic lot of it, when compared to the value of a child's life, amounts to less than nothing.