I pause in my viewing of Snapped to make this week’s Friday Lame Post. Incidentally, this is a really good —
I was about to say a really good episode, which I have not seen before, when I got distracted by another twist in the case at hand. I just can’t get enough murder and mayhem. Now it is a commercial, so perhaps I can progress on my blog post.
Of course as soon as I typed that I went blank. What else can I expect on Lame Post Friday?
OK, that episode is over. Before I get all absorbed in the next one, I have a not so random observation to share. In fiction, when somebody gets murdered, many people have a motive. It is much more interesting that way. When I write a murder mystery, my victim is usually a real slime bucket and few are sorry that he or she is dead.
In real life, however, murder victims are often nice people. They are kind and loving parents, siblings or spouses. It’s the murderer that is the real son of a bitch.
I guess this observation falls under the heading No Shit, Sherlock. Well, what does anybody expect from me on Lame Post Friday?