A note from Laura:
I have decided to republish my pieces about Betty Broderick in light of her continued incarceration. I feel that my words, coupled with your words, are the only true justice Betty will see. She deserves to have her story told. Perhaps these truths will, in some measure, set her free.
January 4, 2017
A NEW piece about the Broderick case, in light of the Dirty John series:

Linda Kolkena on her wedding day: April 22, 1989.
Sent to me by Anonymous.
Sent to me by Anonymous.
The title of this post is a line lifted directly from Betty Broderick's nearly incoherent scrawled diary entry for that day.
It makes me sad that Linda Kolkena apparently thought so little of herself that she settled for the alcoholic jackass that was Daniel T. Broderick III.
It took Mr. Wonderful SIX YEARS to get around to marrying the woman he supposedly loved so much.
How insulting. Then again, women who marry men for their money always find that they have to earn every single penny.
It makes me sad that Linda Kolkena apparently thought so little of herself that she settled for the alcoholic jackass that was Daniel T. Broderick III.
It took Mr. Wonderful SIX YEARS to get around to marrying the woman he supposedly loved so much.
How insulting. Then again, women who marry men for their money always find that they have to earn every single penny.
Notice that she is wearing emerald and diamond earrings. Probably a gift from Danny Boy. Dan Broderick and his fellow annoying friends were all obsessed with Ireland, you know. (Including David Monahan, the lawyer who was so mean to Linda Kolkena about her lack of a college education that he used to make her cry...something her paramour, Danny Boy, apparently did nothing about.) Christ, Dan Broderick must have been a thumping, insufferable bore to know. An overgrown fraternity boy with an overinflated sense of self.
Maybe if he and his second bride, partners in infidelity and mental cruelty and eventually death, had been a little nicer to his *first* bride, the mother of his children, we'd still be able to find out whether or not my assessment is correct.
They chose to be mean, manipulative, and childish. They drove Betty crazy. Betty shot them both and killed them.
Now all that is left are photographs.
Maybe if he and his second bride, partners in infidelity and mental cruelty and eventually death, had been a little nicer to his *first* bride, the mother of his children, we'd still be able to find out whether or not my assessment is correct.
They chose to be mean, manipulative, and childish. They drove Betty crazy. Betty shot them both and killed them.
Now all that is left are photographs.
What goes around, comes around.
