Please keep in mind that this blog often has comments and statements directly from the women on death row. Statements of grief, statements of innocence, statements of regret and sorrow. If bearing audience to these women's feelings, my opinions or those of commenters offends you please do not read on.
The Menendez Brothers Today
As a writer, my work schedule is my own and with this being Thanksgiving break, all 7 kids are in the house for a week. I spend my mornings watching DVR'ed TV and meting out punishments for the sporadic, inevitable arguments and fights that break out.
By the afternoon everyone is up and dressed and out and about, doing their own thing around the house and property. Then I write or research, spend a little time on my work, as much as I can with everyone home and a holiday looming.
So this morning I stoked the fire, poured myself some coffee and crawled back into my predawn, dark bedroom to check out the things I recorded last night and wait for the ruffians to awake. I was super excited to see one of the new Barbra Walters specials on ID channel was on. She was interviewing the brothers Menendez, old interviews mostly, but parts that were never aired. She also revealed that she has remained a pen pal of Eric Menendez throughout his incarceration.
I didn't pay much attention when the trial occurred. I was pregnant and also had a three year old. I lived in a very rural location without cable tv. I was in the middle of a relationship where I was so used to cheating I could predict when he would do it. All the crap going on in my own life kept me from caring or seeking out additional info. So much of this interview was new to me. I felt like it was just happening. I sat engrossed, sipping hot coffee and snuggling deeper into my down comforter, mesmerized by the brothers and their painful childhoods.
My impression of these men has always been two greedy teenagers. I always put them in the ilk of Dana Ewell who seems so dead and cold inside, but the things Barbra showed had me in tears in the first 10 minuets. I had tears running down my face all through throughout the program, in fact. Until it came to the parts with their wives who started out as pen pals but fell in love with them regardless of their fates.
One of the things Barbra showed us that had never been seen before was a letter Eric wrote to his cousin Andy weeks before the shootings. He told him "it was still happening" and he wasn't sure how long he could take it anymore. He described his abject fright and inability to protect himself in anyway. Had this been introduced to the jury during their first trial that ended in a mistrial, the verdict would have been quite different.
A few weeks later when the topic came up as a family discussion, Kitty, their mother, would not rescue them, their family was too afraid of Jose's money and power to try to stop it. They felt trapped and sickened with themselves and their father. Can you imagine living your entire life like that? All your childhood your dad is making you put his penis in your mouth and in your butt and everyone knows but wont help you. They were children when the big secret no one talked about finally came out in the open.
Jose told Eric that evening to go upstairs to bed and he would be in shortly for their session, as he called it. Lyle asked his mom if she was just going to let it happen and she told him to shut up because he had ruined the family.
But that never happened. Instead, on a night in 1989 when the brothers knew they had an evening of abuse and violation and rape coming, they went into the living room and shot their parents multiple times and then called 911.
It all resulted in a lifetime behind bars for loosing their shit and killing their abuser.
Why does the judicial system and the corrections department not realize that this does and will continue to happen? Why do they perpetually punish people for trying to survive? I cant begin to wrap my mind around what their lives must be like and what type of thoughts go through their heads. How do they find the will to go one when so much has gone wrong. My heart goes out to them and I hope someday they are freed.