I'm catching up on everyone's ideas, so many good avenues to explore! I'm still intrigued by the Medicis angle, more on that later.
Just wanted to say a word about the suicide theory-- as I've said, I personally feel very strongly that RN's death was murder, not suicide. My opinion is not based on her reportedly sunny, life-affirming personality -- a person who doesn't fit the stereotypical suicidal personality (depression and/or bipolarity and/or family history of severe depression/suicide, and/or a traumatic head injury and/or a serious-terminal illness, etc.) can take their own life in dire circumstances.
( I respectfully disagree that the 9/11 example is applicable here -- those who jumped from the Towers did so in panic or to escape the horror of the fiery death that literally drove them to the
windows and out. They did not stop and plan an elaborate, naked, self-binding. They leapt in terror beyond any imagining. Whatever agony that RN may or may not have felt due to MS's brain death, I don't think it equates to a literal fireball driving her out a window. But then very little ever could equate to those poor 9/11 victims. Still so awful to imagine what they endured at the last).
But that's not to say that causing a sweet child's death wouldn't make her want to
kill herself. It would sure make ME want to kill myself -- except that, like RN had, I have people who count on me to live no matter what Ive done. Even if I caused a child's death, my mom, sibs, friends, and extended family, including
several young children who love me -- all of whom have loved me longer than three years --would all need for me to live. Would I hate myself so much for
accidentally causing a child's brain-death that I would betray every other person in my life, including my own blood family (and my boyfriend too), by killing myself?
No. And Im not any stronger or saner than you are. I'm average. So far, it seems that RN was, too. She had the same kinds of ties that I have, that you probably have. Would I bail on my kid sister because I accidentally caused a
child's brain death?
But okay, say I did decide to betray everyone, including my parents and siblings, my own blood family, and kill myself because I caused the accidental
brain-death of my boyfriend's child. Would I do it in the most public, embarrassing, in-your-face way I could think of? Would I really go far, far out
of my way to do something genuinely bizarre, public and oh-so-elaborate to essentially say a giant "*#*# you!" to the world, particularly my parents, because I was just so remorseful?
Would I do it in my boyfriend's own house, while he sat at his dying son's bedside, so he'd have my mess to clean up?
Would I do it in a way that would make him a sure target for a police investigation, and negative public speculation -- because I just felt so terrible for causing profound devastation already? Nothing says "Sorry I killed your child!" like making the parent a murder suspect. (and come on, unless she was genuinely mentally feeble, she would HAVE to have known that suicide in this
manner would, shall we say, invite inquiry).
Nope. Not unless I actually hated said boyfriend and everyone else, and believed the world revolved around me. And if I happened to be THAT narcissistic, I wouldnt kill myself to begin with.
And yes, that's me, not RN, but so far, Ive heard nothing that tells me that RN was so terribly different from an average bear like me.
So given all this, in my opinion, the elaborate, freakish means of death does not match the scenario of suicide as (1) an impulsive, desperate flight from guilt, or (2) an act self-punishment due to unbearable remorse. Too calculated for the former, too punishing to JS (and all loved ones) for the latter.
But all that said, this too must be said --what do I know? Not a thing, really, so my opinion really is nothing but MOO -- not just "my own opinion" MOO but also about as meaningful as a cow's MOO without some facts!
But I just can't shake the instinct that this woman did not strip, tie herself up with odd, unwieldy bindings, painfully contort herself into a bizarro pretzel, dive off her boyfriend's house in hopes that the whole rickety hogtie-style contraption would work out in suicide rather than severe fractures, and do that without regard to her own loving family -- just to say how sorry she was for
hurting someone accidentally.
Sometimes--oftentimes-- the simplest answer turns out to be the right answer. So for me, with the facts we know, it's murder.
(But the simple-is-right maxim does whack my whole Medici conspiracy theory,
lol)