#murder she wrote

Wild, this Wednesday. I’d will wistful whimsy into the way of this week but in the while, I suppose whining is… well, woefully unwanted. That is to say, I ain’t even worried bout nothin. Not a single thing.
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Cabbot Cove

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You know, I just realized something. The series is called “Murder, she wrote” in English, right? And you know that theory about how she’s actually the killer in all of her cases (since people always seem to die when she’s around)?

Well, in the german dub they translated the show as “Mord ist ihr Hobby”, which literally means “Murder is her Hobby”. Which implies her being a very different sort of person.

HOW MANY HAS SHE KILLED

You can’t even just look up the number of episodes, because there are plenty of episodes where two, three, even four people get offed! 

Mrs. Fletcher, the Harbinger

I have no proof for this at all, but my theory is the Jessica Fletcher is either a manifestation of Death, or is beloved by death.  The action of her husband’s death forms the primium mobile of the series.  It is his death that compels her to write her first murder mystery, and it is only after her death that, seemingly, her life becomes peppered with dead bodies.  Please remember that the first horseman of the apocalypse in Revelation carries a bow, although he himself does not do the killing, he is only there to conquer, but death follows after him.  Her last name means ‘maker of arrows.’    

There appears to be a supernatural myopia surrounding the frequency of the murders.  The seemingly quaint town of Cabbot Cove, ME, population nobody, has several murders a year.  The per-capital murder rate is astronomical, but nobody seems to be aware of this.  Likewise, whenever she leaves town, somebody dies.  It’s never someone she loves directly, although persons she love may become caught up in the aftermath, falsely accused of murder.  

Jessica appears to be unaware of the strangeness of all of this as well.  This implies either 1. She is similarly under the same supernatural effect that is cast upon ever other person she is around, or, 2. She is play acting.

So, upon the death of her husband, the close association with death did one of two things – it attracted Death to her, and Death as a metaphysical force, enjoying her company, chooses to kill off dozens so that it may remain near her until finally she falls into her end, OR the experience awakened something inside of her/Death overshadowed her being, and now she has become an embodiment of Death, a sort of psychopomp for death-by-murder, with the rest of the world unaware of the sudden shift in policy.  

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I saw the phrase “primium mobile” and I knew I was in for a fucking ride.

One of my favorite tropes in murder mysteries is when the cops become aware of the detective’s status as a Mystery Magnet. The amateur sleuth is in town? Better make sure there’s room in the morgue!

“Miss Fisher is on vacation, sir”

“Oh good, any dead bodies yet?”

“Only one so far, sir”