Casey Anthony will soon be rich and a media darling...we know this. She will have her "bella vita."
But in lieu of justice, I offer my own version of a Gypsy Curse. I think of her Baby as I write this so I make no excuses or apologies. Writing it has been a release ...so remove, of course, if you deem necessary.
May Casey Anthony live a long, long life.
May men treat her as she treated Caylee...use her up as a plaything and discard her when they tire of her.
May she suffer life-long from night-sweats and frequent nightmares filled with swamps and rotting corpses.
May she know many beds, but little rest. May she be always used in lust, never held in love.
May she be afflicted with pervasive claustrophobia and find herself often gasping like a terrified baby confined to a trunk.
May her nostrils be always nauseated with a constant stench of decomp.
May she be deceived often and well and flail about forever bereft of simple reciprocal trust.
May she live a long life as a pariah to decent folks and a target for other grifters like herself.
And at the end of her days...elderly and helpless, may she fall into the care of a young person with her exact brand of cruelty, callousness, and spiteful neglect. May she lay with her needs unattended for at least as many days as her child lay about unattended both in life and in death.
Quoting the old Spanish proverb...."Take what you want, says God, and pay for it.
And now, it's time for me to ..."leave her to God and those thorns that in her bosom lodge...to prick and sting her."