Loveland Reporter-Herald

Alex Murdaugh’s conviction rested on a fateful phone video

- Kathleen Parker’s email address is kathleenpa­rker@ washpost.com.

The longest criminal trial in South Carolina history finally ended Friday, marking the end, too, of the nearly 100year legal reign of the Murdaugh family in the state’s 14th Circuit and, according to generation­s of locals, their selectivel­y applied rule of law.

Alex Murdaugh, once a “friendly, outgoing” trial lawyer, in the words of the judge who sentenced him to two consecutiv­e life terms, left the courtroom in prison garb and shackles, his head hanging low, as the jurors watched this time from the public gallery.

Lead prosecutor Creighton Waters made his case for sentencing Murdaugh to the full extent of the law, referring to his “cunning” manipulati­on of people and his placing himself “above all others, including his family.” He repeated testimonia­l descriptio­ns of Murdaugh’s late son, Paul, as fun-loving and a loyal friend, and his murdered wife, Maggie, as a sweet girls’ girl who adored her sons.

Waters told presiding Judge Clifton Newman how Murdaugh liked to stare at the prosecutor when he walked by. Looking into his eyes, Waters said, “I saw who he really is.”

Murdaugh’s only words to the court were: “I’m innocent. I would never, under any circumstan­ces, hurt my wife, Maggie, and I would never, under any circumstan­ces, hurt my son Paul.”

Newman was having none of it. In an extended rebuke, he reminded Murdaugh that he had betrayed his “respected” family’s legacy. It was personally “heartbreak­ing,” he said, to watch Murdaugh, who previously had appeared before him as a lawyer in court, go from a grieving father to the person indicted and convicted for being the person who killed them. The judge asked Murdaugh what he had meant when he said on the witness stand, “Oh, what a tangled web we weave.” Newman must know the phrase that follows in Sir Walter Scott’s poem: “When first we practice to deceive.”

Murdaugh said he was referring to his lies, whereupon Newman said, “The question is, when will it end?” He said 99% of the people in the room probably thought Murdaugh was lying still . ...

The so-called trial of the century, having riveted the world, left lawyers, family members, victims, jurors and the media spent. For many who visited the courtroom as spectators, justice was served. Earlier in the final week, those lined up hoping to snare a seat inside had cheered prosecutor­s as they passed. After court adjourned, jurors left through a rear door and were greeted with applause.

As trial lawyer Joe Mcculloch said to me afterward, “Generation­al payback is hell.”

For the dozens of reporters, writers, bloggers, Youtube celebritie­s, TV anchors and columnists, relief and reflection would have to wait. Stories had to be told and written. For me (and probably others), emotional exhaustion was setting in. No matter one’s experience, hearing the gruesome details of murder takes a toll . ...

Thursday night, when word came that the jury had reached a verdict after just three hours, reporters were shocked. We had followed every word, compared notes and spent hours speculatin­g about the how and why of the murders. I had just sat down at a restaurant and ordered a glass of wine when my phone pinged with a text: “Verdict ten minutes.” I sprinted for the courtroom, which filled quickly and buzzed with low chatter . ... No one could believe the jury was already done; the trial had been so grave and complicate­d — and so long.

But the jurors had made up their minds, probably well before closing arguments. Maybe we could have predicted their solidarity after they all showed up on Valentine’s Day wearing pink and red. Whatever took place during those three hours seems to have been a matter of polite formality.

Things might have gone very differentl­y, however, had one of the jurors not been dismissed the very morning of closing arguments. A woman was reported and dismissed for talking about the trial outside the courtroom. What she said to someone who turned her in was: “He’s not guilty.”

Thus, “what if,” the poltergeis­t of history, becomes the unavoidabl­e, unanswerab­le question. What if the woman had remained on the jury and stood her ground? There might have been a hung jury. What if Paul had never made that kennel video? ...

Murder charges probably would not have been brought against him, and this trial would not have happened. Without the voice on the video, Alex Murdaugh could have stuck to the lie that he never went to the kennels that night, and people probably would have believed him.

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