FCA wanted Bella Vita, celebrated her "freedom" from Caylee Marie by getting her Bella Vita tattoo. Guess the jury, not understanding the difference between two "expert witnesses", believed the one who had not participated in studies, the results he took credit for were compiled by his students. This arrogant professor Furton had already caused a delay by trying to introduce “new evidence” that he had not brought up in his original deposition. His test results came from the work his students did, for which he had the audacity to claim credit for as his own. He read reports, studied data, and did no testing of his own. Never had worked with a trained human cadaver dog and urged on by JB talked about false positives – he felt qualified because he read the published works of experts and then he chose to pick that work apart, for a FEE. JB was in his glory, with this so-called expert witness, who was a treasure trove of quotable data that suited their attempt to confuse the jury. Furton was such a find, a joy to work in partnership with JB, tossing words around like quantitative and qualitative which became JB’s newly learned “lawyerish gibberish”. More professorial crap about protocol not being established, no standards and measurements. Even claimed that the odors from the “garbage” could have produced some of the results Dr. Vass had found in his tests. And, BTW, talk about someone looking shifty. Furton was a joke, a poker player who gambled with facts “borrowed” from the works of others. This professor couldn’t measure up to the extensive knowledge, years of real hands-on research with real cadavers, real odors, and real results produced by Dr. Vass. JB was worried, fearful and resentful of Dr. Vass, who held the test results which really proved that a body had begun to decompose in the trunk of FCA’s car. JB used every trick in the book to ridicule this esteemed dedicated man. JB even audaciously outright accused Dr. Vass of seeking fame in this important trial that the whole world was watching. JB said Dr. Vass was only out to try and promote and get the patent for his “sniffer machine” from which he was would “make millions”. It was always a sore spot for JB when it came to intellect and money. Honesty was of no value, didn’t make a damn bit of difference. The jury liked the confrontational in-your-face-bullying style of the DT. They swallowed the bait hook line and sinker.
I know that there will be those wanting to dispute my “recall” of these opinions about Dr. Furby and Dr. Vass. That is fine, I am not going to spend any time going back and checking out every word I used to see if it is exactly as stated during the trial. I only know what I saw and felt, and this is about as close as I can get to it. I won’t claim my age as an excuse either. Since everyone in the courtroom was supposed to forgive finger-man CM and treat him with reverence, he was old and hard of hearing. I’m old, older than CM, and I just wanted justice for Caylee Marie. I really believed in justice and thought I would be fortunate enough to live to see the day justice was done. CM was looking for fun, JB to make a name for himself, and FCA for Bella Vita. Those three got what they wanted, by hook or by crook. What the heck happened to our judicial system to allow this trial by perjury to reach the conclusion I still find hard to accept. Caylee Marie was murdered, and the jury never asked anything about the swamp. Did they think: what the heck was she thinking of to duct tape her little mouth and nose and climb into those bags all by her little self. And why did Caylee Marie chose to throw herself into that swamp for the swamp critters. What a waste this whole trial was, smoke and mirrors got the killer on the loose.
IMHO