And it's almost a little bit sad for KC, you know, that no matter what lies she told or what she stole, nobody cared... nobody cared enough about her to sit her



down and straighten her out, tell her WHY she should at least try to be moral and decent and good. For KC it's an attention getting device: to lie, cheat,




around, not work for 2 years, sponge mooch and steal, push the envelope, sleep out with your baby daughter, but alas nobody pays enough attention to you-- or loves you enough-- to put the brakes on you or even to seem to notice... I'm not defending KC at all. Not one bit. She's a sociopath. But it seems like she was so attention-starved that she couldn't get any attention by being good, so she started being bad, and that didn't work, so she started acting slutty and cheap, and boys noticed her... But then the "little snot-head" interfered with THAT, her only source of affirmation. If I'm right, that she's been starving for attention all her life, that explains the smug self-satisfied strut to the car from JB's office every day, swangin' the thang like she's on a catwalk modeling couture. That theory would also predict that she won't take a plea deal: What? and give up the only claim to fame she's ever had-- or ever will have? No. For someone who's been starving for the limelight, for attention, for whatever she needed to feel that she exists, after all, this is her glory moment. Negative attention is better than no attention at all. I'm NOT defending her, but I don't think she ever felt loved, or cared for, and that big empty hole inside her would not allow her to calmly watch Caylee be loved by JG or by the A's.
So it's almost like she's taunting LE and everyone now, by spilling out this far-fetched imaginary world where SHE, KC, has friends like Juliette and Jeff and Zanni who has tons of money and buys all sorts of stuff for Caylee just cuz she loves her, and they go to the beach and Disneyworld, and KC has a nanny and a great job and is at the center of a 2 cell phone/text world where she ... you get the drift. We think KC has an imaginary nanny, an imaginary boyfriend Jeff, an imaginary job (alas with a corresponding imaginary paycheck so she can't buy the beer herself, so has to rip off AH... ). This imaginary world she devised, it's almost like a parallel universe- but it's one with KC at the center of the attention, it all spins out from KC. Not like reality, not one bit. The sad truth is she could have had a real fulfilling life, if she'd just got up off her azz and done a little real work.