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Published:September 12th, 2013 08:12 EST
Jordan Linn Graham Pushes Cody Johnson Off a Cliff; Doesn`t Her Text Message Prove Premeditation?

Jordan Linn Graham Pushes Cody Johnson Off a Cliff; Doesn`t Her Text Message Prove Premeditation?

By John G. Kays


Exactly what did transpire between Jordan Linn Graham and Cody Johnson, at Glacier National Park, the night of July 7th? All we`re getting is a canned, heavily massaged statement made to police by Jordan (after she had a good deal of time to iron out the kinks in what she would tell the cops). Her statement is flat, two-dimensional, wrought with forethought, possibly a flat out lie! 


Okay, she got angry when her husband grabbed her arm, then pushed him off a steep precipice when his back was turned. But that`s the dumbed-down version, not what really happened (my Sherlock instincts are whispering in my ear). Too many loose-ends and time lapses for me!


Well, you might agree with how I`m taking this wooden account, as you can see, with a grain of salt. One problem I`m having, is imagining Cody grabbing her arm, so he is clearly facing her. With that in mind, it`s logical Jordan gets peeved about the manly muscling, and she reacts impulsively and physically, really simply defending herself. But why had Cody turned around so that he was looking out from the mountain? Did it take some time for Jordan to build up her anger inside? Perhaps a few minutes? This is odd!


This made me think of the scene of denouement in Raymond Chandler`s The High Window, which I just finished reading for the 3rd or 4th time (I first read it in 1978). I don`t want to give away too much, in case you haven`t read it, but Philip Marlowe accepts gainful employment from a wealthy lush by the name of Mrs. Elizabeth Bright Murdock, whose husband fell to his death from an office building some 7 years prior.


A blackmailer, who caught the dire plunge on camera, is ransacking her to the T, since he knows something that Mrs. Murdock doesn`t want the cops to know; she`s stuck in a wine bottle throughout the paperback, trying to bury the skeletons in her closet. In the end, the blackmailer, Louis Vannier, gets squeezed, but not for the reasons you would assume; rather it was over a rare gold coin called the Brasher Doubloon


But Marlowe gets a gander at Vannier`s prize blackmail pic, and puts two and two together, like a pretty birthday present! But I`m no Philip Marlowe, all I have is a half a dozen newspaper accounts of this deadly bride`s sorry saga, of how she didn`t really want to get married, so she decides to have it out with him on a high-rise mountaintop, if you get my connection. The difference here is there`s no photographic evidence showing the marital infraction of a gentle push. 


The only thing I can grab on to, where the lightbulb of exquisite premeditation bongs you on the skull like a dull blackjack in the night, is this often quoted text message sent to a friend before the perilous, precipitous, pusillanimous pussyfooter of a plunge: "I`m about to talk to him, but dead serious if u don`t hear from me at all again tonight, something happened." Okay, so I had to repeat it again! Very vivid, and reeks of forethought, as if Jordan knew ahead of time what would go down that night (July 7, 2013).


Planning for an event ahead of time is, in my book of plays, an easy and friendly way of saying premeditation for murder. Could Jordan look into a crystal ball and see that in the near future, Cody would tumble to an untimely death from an area they liked to frequent before they tied the knot (which apparently, wasn`t meant to be tied). For me, this text message is the equivalent of Vannier`s telling photo, used as insurance to blackmail a greedy Elizabeth Bright Murdock, in Raymond Chandler`s 1942 crime fiction, pulp paperback thriller. Amazing, but sensational events in the news are frequently mirrored in literature.