I am *so* embarrassed...
I gotta get over this “can’t look away from a train wreck” thing
I watched Matt Lauer interview Amber Frey last nite.
ok—stop laughing. I’ll wait.
I did finally figure out who Lauer reminds me of: Dobby the House Elf.
Right at the outset I ought re-state that I have paid as little attention as possible to this whole Peterson thing. It annoyed me at the very outset by being an obvious “oooo, something shiny” dangled by the newzies to distract from the end of the ‘show’ in Iraq. That and it’s inherent repulsiveness were ...off-putting to me.
Having heard bits of her book read by the am radio news guyz, it was too, too apparent the whitewash job Lauer did. Listening to her description of her meeting with Peterson—in her words [yeah—ok, ok...] from her book—I gotta wonder. She fell for those old first meeting lines; “Nice to meet you. I gotta take a shower, come up to my room,” “oh, I just *happen* to have champagne and strawberries in my duffle bag,” “let’s go to the QuickieMart and get a bottle of gin,”—one after the other. Scott hadda be thinking, “I can’t do this woman—she’s a re-todd!”
The whole interview was a visit to the land of the dull-normals. The self-involved dull-normals. “If there wasn’t me there would be no way to find what happened to Laci,” sez Amber. [inaccurate quote from what I like to call my “memory"]
In fact, even when the police told her they had enough tape [of their phone calls] to hang the bastard, she was compelled to keep going, keep contact. Scott had the fascination of a cobra to its prey.
And weirder still; Scott kept calling her! Voluntarily! Even after it became clear that she was working with the cops! Talk about the classic sociopathic “can’t catch me.” Nuttin’ sadder than a dim-witted sociopathic murdering narcissist. He called Amber from the candle-light vigil for Laci. He told her he’d “lost his wife” 2 weeks *before* Laci ‘disappeared.’ pukepukepuke!
Poor Amber is still working to get her mind around just how not-like-us sick and twisted Peterson is. Twice - that I noticed - Lauer put the word “crazy” into her mouth. Just reached right over an unabashedly dropped it in. She chewed a little, but accepted it. Along with lots of other things. It was truly an exercise in media-ized presentation; “here’s what you should think.” Polished and preened for presentation, Amber still looks like a hard, sad, unfortunate girl from a small town in the valley.
And yet—after all this crappola—little Amber is not changing the way she goes about things. Apparently she just had another baby from some guy who ain’t a gonna marry her. I’m guessing scum-sucking bottom feeders will be lining up along Highway 99 to date her. If her book sells really well—really, really well—she could even land herself a catch as good as Kerry.
Insanity: doing the same thing over and over expecting different results.
I gotta go take a shower.....
Its a shame Peterson didn’t live in a real death penalty state. Oh well I’m sure CA will take care of him for the next 50 years.
As for Frey, it really sickens me that people will buy her book. I guess Gloria Alred has to get her fees somehow…
I’m just glad that the whole spectacle is over and that in another year we’ll being saying Peterson/Frey who?
Posted by AnnoyedOne on 01/05/05 at 06:47 AMEvery January we have a chat about getting a sat dish. We soberly weight the pluses and minuses. The issues and costs weigh differently from year to year, but in the end, the scale always goes CLUNK.
Not understanding this post: Priceless.
Posted by HelenW on 01/06/05 at 01:09 PM
Next entry: ...or izzit just me?
Previous entry: Something's Rotten in the State of Cahleefohrneeiah
