Dear Kurt,
One of the main lines of your "suicide"note makes me chuckle from irony. The very first line...
"This note should be pretty easy to understand."
I bet if you knew the following events were about to take place, with that note being the center... I'm sure you would have dropped the subtlies and painted it clearly --
"(In caps) this is not a suicide note!! This is a letter informing my fans that I no longer plan on being a part of the grunge scene or Nirvana!!"
Then... She would have had to forge a complete letter. Not just four lines. Then the lazy, brain dead, corrupt Seattle Police would have to look into the handwriting analysis.
When I lived in San Francisco years back, I was staying with a really good friend and his mom in a building his brother-in-law owned.
His mother, at first glance put on a "smiley" face, but underneath was as lying and conniving as they came.
Needless to say, we didn't get along too well with her, in the current living situation... And had several arguments regarding who should pay what rent-wise.
Now, this friend of mine is a really great guy. Kind, with a giving personality. He even used to be a police officer... And this fact is the main reason he was in ownership of a standard issued handgun.
Eventually the fights at the house escalated to a point of grand tension... But since it was a family situation no one could legally be 'evicted' and removed from the premise... So we were in an awkward place.
One average morning we awoke to the sounds of the mother whistling in the kitchen... An odd sound given the current state of affairs.
Not more than an hour later we were confronted with a loud knock on the bedroom door.
As we opened it in confusion... Several police officers were staring us down, saying we had to gather anything we could carry and leave the premise immediately -- the whole while his mother cackling in the background.
As we began to gather our things in sheer confusion... One of the officers finally showed us a report. It turns out the MOTHER had gotten a restraining order against her own son just to get us out of the building and, essentially, have her way.
The report read that "he taunted me with his gone. He waved his gun in my face." And on and on.
Of course none of this came close to even happening, but without any proof, the police took her word, and not only kicked us out of the only home we had, but also confiscated his gun as well.
Sound familiar?
Courtney played her cards so right, lying again and again -- telling the police that you had locked yourself in the bathroom, with a gun, and you were 'suicidal'.
Without any proof, they automatically wrote this off as truth, when you, yourself had calmly stated that you were in fact NOT suicidal, you were WITHOUT a firearm, that you locked yourself in the bathroom to in fact get away from her...
And then she later admitted that you hadn't used the word suicidal and HADN'T been wielding a gun...
But the police still confiscated all of yours, and used this extremely FALSE situation as an excuse to immediately jump to the conclusion that your death was an "open and shut case of suicide."
In the wise words of one officer... "Remember? we just received a call last week about this guy threatening to blow his head off."
Oh, really? And here I thought it was later announced plain as day that there was NO intention of suicide, NO gun. That it was just a case of a frustrated husband(with millions to his name) on the verge of walking out on his overbearing wife....
And THAT is worth a lifetime of getting away with murder?
And only twenty-seven short years for you on this earth, only two of them with your loving daughter?
The Seattle Police Department obviously have no value for life.
You know what I'd like to do? I'd like to walk straight up to one of those officers and say... At least question this, ask the two primary suspects;
"Why did you fake an overdose the night he died and intentionally get arrested, Ms. Love?"
"Why did you conveniently fly out of Seattle just a day before the body was discovered, Mr DeWitt?"
Put them on the spot! There's no harm in that... And then you see who breaks under pressure.
There was clearly a lot of lying going on. Even your best friend Dylan lied about the greenhouse. That should have been the subject of interrogation.
And why, when it came out that Courtney suggested he and Tom check the greenhouse, did he not mention this to Tom and.... Check the greenhouse!!
It is clear that Dylan was not about to have himself framed as the prime suspect based on "knowing" the location of the body... Hence proving that he knew something was going on, FOUL PLAY. MURDER. CRIMINAL INTENT.
But I still don't understand why he showed no feeling upon hearing of your death? What? Did he have plenty of time to prepare himself after he learned of Courtney's plan?
And if that were the case... Why wouldn't he inform someone or try to prevent it?? Some friend, Kurt.
He is as good as guilty in my book.
And I can't for the life of me figure out where to get a rug large enough to sweep away all the details that PROVE you had NO desire to die.
Peace... Love... Empathy,
Justice Seeker.
p.s. I read an article regarding Courtney's autobiography where she states she still writes "love" letters to you. I can't help but analyze the content... "Dear Kurt. Thank you for the one hundred and fifty million dollars. Keep it coming. The end."
One of the main lines of your "suicide"note makes me chuckle from irony. The very first line...
"This note should be pretty easy to understand."
I bet if you knew the following events were about to take place, with that note being the center... I'm sure you would have dropped the subtlies and painted it clearly --
"(In caps) this is not a suicide note!! This is a letter informing my fans that I no longer plan on being a part of the grunge scene or Nirvana!!"
Then... She would have had to forge a complete letter. Not just four lines. Then the lazy, brain dead, corrupt Seattle Police would have to look into the handwriting analysis.
When I lived in San Francisco years back, I was staying with a really good friend and his mom in a building his brother-in-law owned.
His mother, at first glance put on a "smiley" face, but underneath was as lying and conniving as they came.
Needless to say, we didn't get along too well with her, in the current living situation... And had several arguments regarding who should pay what rent-wise.
Now, this friend of mine is a really great guy. Kind, with a giving personality. He even used to be a police officer... And this fact is the main reason he was in ownership of a standard issued handgun.
Eventually the fights at the house escalated to a point of grand tension... But since it was a family situation no one could legally be 'evicted' and removed from the premise... So we were in an awkward place.
One average morning we awoke to the sounds of the mother whistling in the kitchen... An odd sound given the current state of affairs.
Not more than an hour later we were confronted with a loud knock on the bedroom door.
As we opened it in confusion... Several police officers were staring us down, saying we had to gather anything we could carry and leave the premise immediately -- the whole while his mother cackling in the background.
As we began to gather our things in sheer confusion... One of the officers finally showed us a report. It turns out the MOTHER had gotten a restraining order against her own son just to get us out of the building and, essentially, have her way.
The report read that "he taunted me with his gone. He waved his gun in my face." And on and on.
Of course none of this came close to even happening, but without any proof, the police took her word, and not only kicked us out of the only home we had, but also confiscated his gun as well.
Sound familiar?
Courtney played her cards so right, lying again and again -- telling the police that you had locked yourself in the bathroom, with a gun, and you were 'suicidal'.
Without any proof, they automatically wrote this off as truth, when you, yourself had calmly stated that you were in fact NOT suicidal, you were WITHOUT a firearm, that you locked yourself in the bathroom to in fact get away from her...
And then she later admitted that you hadn't used the word suicidal and HADN'T been wielding a gun...
But the police still confiscated all of yours, and used this extremely FALSE situation as an excuse to immediately jump to the conclusion that your death was an "open and shut case of suicide."
In the wise words of one officer... "Remember? we just received a call last week about this guy threatening to blow his head off."
Oh, really? And here I thought it was later announced plain as day that there was NO intention of suicide, NO gun. That it was just a case of a frustrated husband(with millions to his name) on the verge of walking out on his overbearing wife....
And THAT is worth a lifetime of getting away with murder?
And only twenty-seven short years for you on this earth, only two of them with your loving daughter?
The Seattle Police Department obviously have no value for life.
You know what I'd like to do? I'd like to walk straight up to one of those officers and say... At least question this, ask the two primary suspects;
"Why did you fake an overdose the night he died and intentionally get arrested, Ms. Love?"
"Why did you conveniently fly out of Seattle just a day before the body was discovered, Mr DeWitt?"
Put them on the spot! There's no harm in that... And then you see who breaks under pressure.
There was clearly a lot of lying going on. Even your best friend Dylan lied about the greenhouse. That should have been the subject of interrogation.
And why, when it came out that Courtney suggested he and Tom check the greenhouse, did he not mention this to Tom and.... Check the greenhouse!!
It is clear that Dylan was not about to have himself framed as the prime suspect based on "knowing" the location of the body... Hence proving that he knew something was going on, FOUL PLAY. MURDER. CRIMINAL INTENT.
But I still don't understand why he showed no feeling upon hearing of your death? What? Did he have plenty of time to prepare himself after he learned of Courtney's plan?
And if that were the case... Why wouldn't he inform someone or try to prevent it?? Some friend, Kurt.
He is as good as guilty in my book.
And I can't for the life of me figure out where to get a rug large enough to sweep away all the details that PROVE you had NO desire to die.
Peace... Love... Empathy,
Justice Seeker.
p.s. I read an article regarding Courtney's autobiography where she states she still writes "love" letters to you. I can't help but analyze the content... "Dear Kurt. Thank you for the one hundred and fifty million dollars. Keep it coming. The end."
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