Osler's Razor

This afternoon (and evening), I watched that murder case involving the personal trainer again. The students did a pretty good job, for the most part. The jury acquitted in a jiffy, though, in large part because the primary government witness came through as a complete psycho. She was the killer (of the defendant's ex-girlfriend); the charge against the defendant was that he put her up to it.

The really creepy part was when she described the murder. The witness was played by a particular perky killer, who had the following to say about her bloodthirsty ways:

Q: Once you got to the house, what did you do?
A: Oh, I ran over to the car, and I shot her! I shot her a lot! I unloaded the whole clip into her!

Q: Then what happened?
A: I really wanted some pizza! So I called up my husband, and told him, "let's get a pizza!" Well, it turned out he had already ordered the pizza, and he only got the kind he liked. That's with mushrooms. I like pepperoni.

Q: After that, what happened?
A: Well, it turned out that he really did only get the kind of pizza he likes. But that was ok, and I ate some of that!