The Front Door!

[Goody]

Carting around those double D's anywhere doesn't sound like too much fun to me! As a matter of fact, a cart might be a good way to get them where you're going! Darlie bordered on trampy to me... but that's probably just my own bias showing. But then murdering her two boys didn't exactly help my image of her. There are lots of women in Texas like her... too many jewels, hair too boofy, hair too blonde, too big... too much of everything. Kind of like the fountain in front of her house... too big for the lot, too big for the neighborhood, too big not to notice. Her appearance always seemed to scream, "see me, see me, see me" in huge, loud words, as if she was afraid she might be missed.

I agree. She was like a walking neon sign. Why did she need so much attention? I would say because she was desperately insecure and overwhelmed by feelings of inadequacy, like the person she was wasn't good enough to be accepted by others so she had to create someone else to present to the world. But she was so afraid of being overlooked anyway that she made it impossible for people to ignore. I almost want to say that she grew up poor and rejected by classmates, and this was her way of compensating for it. Wouldn't be the first time. That might explain why she was so desperate to hold onto her material wealth. It was her entire identity. If she lost it, she'd lose her identity, and she'd lose it in the worst way for someone who had to create a tangible self to survive emotionally How's that for an amateur analysis?

 

[cami]

Did you see that photo where the boys are sticking out their tongues? I think that she sent a lot of mixed messages to the kids as young parents often do without realizing it. On her "up" days, she expected one thing from them, and on her "down" days, it was something else altogether. In one way, they were praised for bad behavior (like in the photo) and in others, bad behavior was met with anger and temper bursts (as in the emptying of the hot tub). I think Darlie was having a much worse time of it in parenting than they want us to believe.

I agree Goody. I can't shake that image of Damon in some of those photos. He looks so sad.

 

[cami]

Carting around those double D's anywhere doesn't sound like too much fun to me! As a matter of fact, a cart might be a good way to get them where you're going! Darlie bordered on trampy to me... but that's probably just my own bias showing. But then murdering her two boys didn't exactly help my image of her. There are lots of women in Texas like her... too many jewels, hair too boofy, hair too blonde, too big... too much of everything. Kind of like the fountain in front of her house... too big for the lot, too big for the neighborhood, too big not to notice. Her appearance always seemed to scream, "see me, see me, see me" in huge, loud words, as if she was afraid she might be missed.

LOL, wait a minute. I cart them around every day. Unlike Darls though I am all natural. It's the climate, we have to insulate ourselves somehow.

Darlie did border on tramp as far as her clothing I believe. She dressed very provocatively. It's a "if you have it flaunt it" mentality isn't it, I think anyway.

 

[Cowgirl]

LOL, wait a minute. I cart them around every day. Unlike Darls though I am all natural. It's the climate, we have to insulate ourselves somehow.

Darlie did border on tramp as far as her clothing I believe. She dressed very provocatively. It's a "if you have it flaunt it" mentality isn't it, I think anyway.

Well, as someone who has lost about half of her body weight in recent years, I can tell you that one of the nicest things about losing weight is losing my gigantic . Maybe those fake ones don't weigh as much as real ones do, but in any case, it is delightful not to have those things dragging on my chest when I run up a flight of stairs. It is wonderful to have breasts not bulging over the top of a bra, and why anyone would want those huge cumbersome blobs is beyond me! I wish I were totally flat-chested. I guess men might not like it as much but I don't care much about that any more either! Once you have raised your babies, who needs men's issues if you have some money?

 

[HeartofTexas]

I agree, Cowgirl... I'm also heavy-busted, and I would love not to have to cart them around. They distort how you look in clothes, too. I'm not as big as Darlie, but I'm by no means small. But I've also never flaunted mine, as if to say, "lookie here boys!" If anything, I try to minimize mine, or even at times hide them

Goody, re this quote...

I agree. She was like a walking neon sign. Why did she need so much attention? I would say because she was desperately insecure and overwhelmed by feelings of inadequacy, like the person she was wasn't good enough to be accepted by others so she had to create someone else to present to the world. But she was so afraid of being overlooked anyway that she made it impossible for people to ignore. I almost want to say that she grew up poor and rejected by classmates, and this was her way of compensating for it. Wouldn't be the first time. That might explain why she was so desperate to hold onto her material wealth. It was her entire identity. If she lost it, she'd lose her identity, and she'd lose it in the worst way for someone who had to create a tangible self to survive emotionally How's that for an amateur analysis?

I'd say that's about as good an analysis as I've seen! I also think all of her material possessions (and the shopping) were a diversion to keep herself from feeling the emptiness inside her. Once that stopped (or became a problem), I think panic and depression set in. From there, she probably started acting a bit irrationally, and then one night she just totally lost it.

 

[Cowgirl]

I agree, Cowgirl... I'm also heavy-busted, and I would love not to have to cart them around. They distort how you look in clothes, too. I'm not as big as Darlie, but I'm by no means small. But I've also never flaunted mine, as if to say, "lookie here boys!" If anything, I try to minimize mine, or even at times hide them

Goody, re this quote...


I'd say that's about as good an analysis as I've seen! I also think all of her material possessions (and the shopping) were a diversion to keep herself from feeling the emptiness inside her. Once that stopped (or became a problem), I think panic and depression set in. From there, she probably started acting a bit irrationally, and then one night she just totally lost it.

It's funny about material things. My mom grew up in the Depression and they had nothing, six kids and her dad died when she was 6, so her mother worked herself senseless and my mother raised her siblings and still they just got by. She never had anything nice, she felt. When she was raising her kids, just me and my sister, she decided her girls were always going to have nice things. She worked very hard for that. I would have rather had her around more and grew up not getting a "high" out of shopping. My mother could never understand that! So I think we all want what we didn't get enough of, and then if you get it, it is never enough!

I have always said it is tantamount to child abuse to raise kids without enough money, since we have a choice as to how many kids we have. But now that my decisions on how many kids to have are over, I wish I had had more kids with less money! I just cannot imagine Darlie not wanting those boys more than anything material, but maybe if she never had anything... I just can't imagine her mind set.

 

[Goody]

Darlie did border on tramp as far as her clothing I believe. She dressed very provocatively. It's a "if you have it flaunt it" mentality isn't it, I think anyway.

O. confess. Haven't you ever wanted to wear a leopard print dress with the pointy hemline and flaut that cleavage? hahahahahaha. Every woman dreams of being a Darlie on occassion. She just had the guts or bad taste, whichever you prefer, to flaunt it pretty regularly.

 

[Goody]

Well, as someone who has lost about half of her body weight in recent years, I can tell you that one of the nicest things about losing weight is losing my gigantic . Maybe those fake ones don't weigh as much as real ones do, but in any case, it is delightful not to have those things dragging on my chest when I run up a flight of stairs. It is wonderful to have breasts not bulging over the top of a bra, and why anyone would want those huge cumbersome blobs is beyond me! I wish I were totally flat-chested. I guess men might not like it as much but I don't care much about that any more either! Once you have raised your babies, who needs men's issues if you have some money?

I hear ya, Cowgirl. I was just looking at myself in the mirror the other day and wondering if Twiggy were available for a body transplant. hahahahaha.

 

[Goody]

I'd say that's about as good an analysis as I've seen! I also think all of her material possessions (and the shopping) were a diversion to keep herself from feeling the emptiness inside her. Once that stopped (or became a problem), I think panic and depression set in. From there, she probably started acting a bit irrationally, and then one night she just totally lost it.

Lots of women use shopping to keep depression and loneliness at bay. Women trapped in loveless marriages, for example, often use shopping as an antedote. Women who have to have a crisis constantly going on in their lives are often big shoppers, too. I think they use it to fill the slow periods between crises.

I am not sure if Darlie just lost it that night or not, but it is certainly a possibility. I am reserving my opinion on that until I can learn more about what actually happened to initiate the first attack.

 

[Goody]

It's funny about material things. My mom grew up in the Depression and they had nothing, six kids and her dad died when she was 6, so her mother worked herself senseless and my mother raised her siblings and still they just got by. She never had anything nice, she felt. When she was raising her kids, just me and my sister, she decided her girls were always going to have nice things. She worked very hard for that. I would have rather had her around more and grew up not getting a "high" out of shopping. My mother could never understand that! So I think we all want what we didn't get enough of, and then if you get it, it is never enough!.

My mother grew up during the Depression, too, and she loved to shop. She always surrounded herself with pretty things and placed no value on education or other more meaningful things. I do not mean to make her appear shallow because she was not shallow, just unable to conquer that need to have more and more. As she grew older, she would do all her shopping,then come over and offer to go do my shopping for me. I've give her the cash and a list and off she would go. When she came back, she'd be as happy as a lark. I never shared her need for material things or her love of shopping.

I have always said it is tantamount to child abuse to raise kids without enough money, since we have a choice as to how many kids we have. But now that my decisions on how many kids to have are over, I wish I had had more kids with less money! I just cannot imagine Darlie not wanting those boys more than anything material, but maybe if she never had anything... I just can't imagine her mind set.

Darlie grew up in a much more materialistic world than we did. In our day it was no crime to be poor. Now it almost is. As you said it is tantamount to child abuse to have children if you are poor and uneducated. Many people feel that way and are cruel to both adults and children in that situation.

I think Darlie lost sight of what was important. Darin said as much in the radio interview, I've heard. I should take the time and go listen to those interviews. I never have.

I think that when we are immersed in a situation we tend to lose sight of reality beyond our own little world. I think that is what happened to Darlie. I think she literally forgot how much she loved the children and came to see them as only burdens who were weighing her down and preventing her from the life she felt she deserved. And I think Darin felt the same way. The difference between the two of them might be in the solutions to the problem they chose, but if it was, they quickly came together even on that.

 

[beesy]

LOL, wait a minute. I cart them around every day. Unlike Darls though I am all natural. It's the climate, we have to insulate ourselves somehow.

LOL, my mother had a double masectomy at age 67, about 2 years ago. She was not troubled in any way to get rid of those floppy things, as she called them. Now she just wears a padded cami and she is free of bra marks and an aching back

 

[beesy]

Yes, it was Holcomb, Kansas. Holy moley, I can't believe it...you worked with Bobby Rupp? I'm dying of curiousity here...what did he say about the murders?

He was dating Nancy Clutter at the time, and spent Saturday evening at her house. On Sunday morning, a friend of Nancy's came to pick her up for church, and that's when the bodies were discovered.

I think "In Cold Blood" is still one of the best true crime books ever written. It's what got me interested in the dark side of human nature, lol.

Argh! Tues night A&E showed an American Justice episode about the Clutter case! Ugh! I missed it. Saw that it was on when I checked into the A&E message board after the fact. Did anybody see it? The write up talked about it's importance in criminal investigations and getting more people involved in that line of work.

 

[cami]

Well, as someone who has lost about half of her body weight in recent years, I can tell you that one of the nicest things about losing weight is losing my gigantic . Maybe those fake ones don't weigh as much as real ones do, but in any case, it is delightful not to have those things dragging on my chest when I run up a flight of stairs. It is wonderful to have breasts not bulging over the top of a bra, and why anyone would want those huge cumbersome blobs is beyond me! I wish I were totally flat-chested. I guess men might not like it as much but I don't care much about that any more either! Once you have raised your babies, who needs men's issues if you have some money?

aaaahahahah I agree they are a pain in the a$$. I too would love to be flat chested. I use to pray that I would wake up and be flat chested, LOL. Even at my tiniest weight of 99 lbs I was still a 36C so you can imagine.

 

[cami]

O. confess. Haven't you ever wanted to wear a leopard print dress with the pointy hemline and flaut that cleavage? hahahahahaha. Every woman dreams of being a Darlie on occassion. She just had the guts or bad taste, whichever you prefer, to flaunt it pretty regularly.

Oh but yes ms. goody, I do flaunt my cleavage on ocassion but ixnay on the dress, maybe a lp blouse though, LOL.

Dartmouth girls up!

 

[cami]

I'd say that's about as good an analysis as I've seen! I also think all of her material possessions (and the shopping) were a diversion to keep herself from feeling the emptiness inside her. Once that stopped (or became a problem), I think panic and depression set in. From there, she probably started acting a bit irrationally, and then one night she just totally lost it.

Yours is too. We had an article long ago on Candy Montgomery I think her name was and it touched on that, Darlie's emptiness, to the point where nothing was enough for her, she wouldn't be satisfied. I think Patricia Springer touches on this in her book.

Ha Ha I was reading something on the net only this morning that describes Darlie as "looking like a truck stop waitress with heavy eyeliner and dyed blonde hair"

 

[bensmom98]

Ha Ha I was reading something on the net only this morning that describes Darlie as "looking like a truck stop waitress with heavy eyeliner and dyed blonde hair"

That's an insult to truck stop waitresses. :crazy:

 

[Goody]

Oh but yes ms. goody, I do flaunt my cleavage on ocassion but ixnay on the dress, maybe a lp blouse though, LOL.

Dartmouth girls up!

aahahahahahhaahhaah! You know, I was the type who felt put down if I wasn't thought of as sexy (by my hubby or close male friends, of course) and if I was, I felt insulted that I wasn't appreciated for my mind. Does that make me normal? Some men might say so. All I can say is it sure made me confused like the line in Donna Fargo's song, "My head stays sort of foggy all the time" (Yes, I know she says "cause you're mine," but I like it better my way.)

 

[Goody]

That's an insult to truck stop waitresses. :crazy:

I agree. Most truck stop waitresses are old. hahahashahahha. Just kidding.