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Woman sentenced to 20 years in plot to murder husband

Mike Dippolito met a woman, Dalia, through an escort service. They married, and six months later, Dalia Dippolito tried to hire a hit man to kill her husband. The police found out and set up an elaborate sting to catch her. She was convicted in May, and yesterday sentenced to 20 years in prison.

Watch coverage on ABCNews. A series of videos will cycle through—first an interview with Mike Dippolito, then news coverage of the conviction.

Newlywed Dalia Dippolito gets 20 years in murder sting; judge calls her ‘pure evil’


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I saw this on Dateline or 48 hours mystery (one of those shows) the other night, and it was VERY fortunate that the man (a former lover) this woman turned to to hire her a killer went to the police.

So the whole thing was caught on tape….and I just LOVED her defense that she thought she was making a “reality show movie”—hey that is about as good as the “my kid drowned in the swimming pool and my dad and I tried to cover it up” by putting duct tape over her mouth and nose and dumping her body in a plastic sack in a swamp. LOL

YOu know you would THINK that they could come up with something really way out and original that was even semi believeable.

What this one tells me is that PSYCHOPATHS NOT ONLY LIE WITH THE TRUTH IS EVIDENT, BUT THEIR LIES ARE SO WAY OUT THAT ****NO ONE****even an idiot would believe them. Yet, they keep on. LOL

I did think the husband was a bit stoopid in marrying a woman he met through an “escort” service….commmmmme on, who marries a hooker and expects she luvs him? But it does prove that psychopaths (in the immortal words of Abraham Lincoln, “can con some of the people some of the time.”

I haven’t watched the video yet, my speakers aren’t set up, but I have to say that I kind of believe the woman. This kind of con is EXACTLY the kind of thing that my spath would have set me up with. He creates layers and layers and layers of lies. Every con he sets up involves many actors, all being told different things. And the cops are often involved as well, acting out there part.

That’s how I ended up leaving him. He showed me a GPS tracking device and told me he “found it” under his truck. I recognized it as the same one that my trojan horse BIL who was a city cop with an application in at homeland security, had shown me. Trojan horse had also started his own business, selling the GPS tracking devices to other police agencies around the country. He put it in my sister’s name, because supposedly he wasn’t allowed to be involved in that business because he worked as a city cop.

Anyway, I told my spath not to worry since it was probably trojan, playing a joke on him or just snooping on him. But the spath WANTED drama and WANTED me to be afraid, so A few weeks later, he showed me a warrant, which he said he found slipped under his hangar door. It showed a judge’s signature authorizing a tracking device on his HELICOPTER and the dates were AFTER the date that he supposedly found the tracking device on his TRUCK. The warrant showed a number on it that started with GJ which means that it was by a grand jury therefore it is sealed and there would be no way for me to discover whether it was valid or not. Only trojan horse would know to do these things because he is a cop and a lawyer. But they screwed up on the dates, and the vehicles – I suppose because they changed the story midstream, due to me not reacting right.

Next thing he’s saying that he called the number on the business card which was left with the warrant and the homeland security agent who answered said he wants his tracking device back. We had disabled it and given it to Harry, who lives in a shack down by the river. Supposedly, this was so that we would have evidence that the tracking device was illegally placed on his truck. Then a few weeks later, I get a call from spath, he left a message, “I’m going to jail now.” This was because, supposedly, spath and Shue (another spath) went out flying in the helicopter. when they landed, the homeland goons swarmed them and demanded the tracking device. It’s very possible that they did, just so that Shue would see it and testify to the veracity of the story to me. Then supposedly, Harry gets a call to come out with the tracking device and hand it over, so Harry does and he is another “witness” to the truth. I do believe that the homeland security agent was involved because I researched him and he lives about 40 miles north of us. But he is probably just a spath acting out the game that spath and trojan horse set up. He probably thinks the whole thing is a funny joke to be played on Harry or Shue, when in fact, the actual “mark” was me. I was supposed to be so scared that I would turn over our business to spath and money would flow to his bank account instead of mine.

Well, I left him, so he got what he wanted.

Who is the guy Mohamed Shihadeh whom she approached about the hit? How does she know him?

No motive for killing him has been established. Was there life insurance? There is something very fishy about this story.

Then he goes on TV talk shows. Lets see if he doesn’t end up making the rounds and becoming a celebrity. He’s got narcissist written all over him.

Hmm? Is this the 5000% sure one? She says she is 5000% sure she wants him killed. I saw that one other night on something and wanted to see the results. If it is, then I didn’t know he met her at an escort service. Anyway, she seemed like the type that would do this, but I don’t exactly trust him either. :/

Watch the video, Skylar….the husband wasn’t the brightest bulb in the lamp but this bimbo married him (after she met him when she was an “escort”) with the intention of killing him for his house and insurance and his money….

Your X and his “warrants” and all the DRAMA that he created is not the USUAL kind of psychopath….to start with if a Grand Jury was going to put a tracking device on his plane or car, there wouldn’t be a WARRANT given to him or slipped under his hangar door….they don’t WARN people when they are tracking them….

After I looked up the NTSB reports about that friend of your X’s and the helicopter crash that COULD NOT have been an accident or an oversight…plus what you knew about your X, there is NO doubt in my mind that your X sabo’d the helicopter….and there is no doubt in my mind either that the NTSB knows it was a sabo, but there is NO WAY of proving it was your X…..just like I know for a fact that my X BF burned his X GF’s house, but like with your X, unless you have a video of them doing it or confessing it, there is NO way to prove it.

Unfortunately for her though, this dumb biatch DID make a video of hiring an undercover cop to kill her husband. Only she did not know she was being video’d—and believe me she was NOT the brightest bulb in the lamp either.

The “Mohamed Shihadeh” was an undercover cop. She had approached an old boy friend to get someone to kill her husband, the BF went to the cops and they supplied the undercover cop, and the motive was M*O*N*E*Y….

Oxy,
The warrant appeared about a month and a half later, when the “surveillance” had been “concluded”. I figured out that the spath was lying when he crossed the ONE BOUNDARY that my parents gave me in life: $$$$$$$$$$$$.

As he was telling me that they were after him, he said, “we should put the business in my name, so you aren’t involved”
DING DING DING! I SWEAR Oxy, I literally heard and saw a bell dinging. It was located about 6 inches to the right, 2 feet in front and about 1 foot above my head. I don’t know how the brain does this stuff.

I just looked at him, said nothing and walked away. Then I went to my parents and told them. It was at that point, that they said, “Oh we knew he was only with you for your money, your father overheard him say so…”

The next few weeks were spent just watching him ACT. It was such an interesting performance. That is how I figured out that he had been behind so many other murders and that he was planning to kill me. Because I had seen the ACT before, I just never knew what it was.

But Oxy, I beg to differ that he is not a typical spath. He is. He is not one of Robert Hare’s typical spaths because he doesn’t get caught. What my spath does is typical of spaths who don’t get caught. The layers are so immense that you would never believe it’s a lie because, WHO WOULD DO THAT?

All around us, Oxy, every day of our lives we encounter these lies and we don’t even know it because they are so layered, so immense, so diabolical that you just think it’s part of the scenery. But there IS one way you can know: where there’s drama, there’s a spath.

As far as this woman, and her husband, you could be right. Time will tell, they’ve both flown into the radar now, people will be watching them for more drama.

FRom what the reports are so far, it looks like he was just DUMB to marry a “escort”—DUH! But they apparently caught her thanks to her ex bF who turned her in. If he hadn’t, she would probably have actually found someone to do her Husband in.

They found phone records that she had a BF in another state or city that she had from before she married this dude….and she talked to him practically all the time….

But you know, we’ve ALL done DUMB things because we were LIED to…we believed lies that SHOULD have been “obvious” but we wanted to believe because we were HOOKED by the lies.

Oh, it is cloudiing up outside, I sooooo hope we get some rain!!!!

I just LOVED her defense that she thought she was making a “reality show movie—”hey that is about as good as the “my kid drowned in the swimming pool and my dad and I tried to cover it up” by putting duct tape over her mouth and nose and dumping her body in a plastic sack in a swamp. LOL

Oh, it’s amazing what some of them will come up with! I was always struck by the following laughably maudlin attempt by one malefactor to excuse his misdeeds. Some people may have heard of the case. Samuel Dougal was a classic Victorian villain in real life, with every symptom of being a genuine psychopath.

9. Your petitioner’s explanation of the manner in which the said Camille Cecile Holland met with her death is as follows:-

I, SAMUEL HERBERT DOUGAL, hereby state that on the 19th of May, 1899, Miss Holland and I arranged that after tea we should go for a drive.

About six o’clock I put the horse in the trap and we drove to Stansted to do a little shopping, afterwards drove slowly home, stopping on the way at the Chequers public-house and had a glass of whisky each, arriving at the Moat House at about eight o’clock or a little after. While I was taking the horse out Miss Holland said she would not go indoors just yet, as it was so fine an evening, and would wait until I returned from taking the horse across the yard to the stable.

I got a box that was in the coach-house on which she sat, near the doors, and which are facing the front of the Moat House.

Lying on a shelf at the side of the house was a revolver and cartridges with which I had been shooting early in the afternoon. I took up the revolver, which was loaded, and commenced unloading by extracting the cartridges, and had lifted up the small clip of metal closing the end through which it was loaded, having the weapon in my left hand, when she said, “Come and look at the beautiful silvery moon.” I moved across towards where she sat, when the revolver accidentally exploded, and immediately I said, “I hope you are not hurt, dear,” and almost at that instant her head fell forward. I supported her and spoke a few endearing words. I said, “Speak, Cecily, dear,” and, thinking she had fainted, placed the cushions of the trap under her shoulders and head against the trap, and ran indoors for some brandy, and was immediately confronted by the servant (now Mrs. Blackwell), who asked, “Where is the mistress?” I said, “She has gone to London, but is returning again to-night.” At the time I said this I thought she had only fainted, and would be able to come into the house later on.

I returned with the brandy; she was still in the same position. I attempted to give her some of it, but found she could not take it. I felt her pulse, it was beating. I took off her hat and veil and could see no blood, and afterwards removed her cloak, and still saw no blood.

At this time I became demented, not knowing what I did. I took her in my arms and carried her up into the fields where there was a breeze, thinking it would revive her and laid her on some hay close to the stacks. I knelt down beside her and again felt her pulse, which was getting feeble. I went back indoors, and shortly after returned to her and found her dead. I did not know what to do then. I carried her back towards the coach-house, and, seeing the open ditch, which I had previously given orders to have filled up as being unsightly and to prevent the dirty water from flowing into the little moat, where some fish had recently been put. I laid her on some straw in the ditch, and returned to the house again.

I could not rest, so returned to where she was. I knelt down and kissed her, and placed a piece of lace over her face, and put some straw over her. I could not bury her. Afterwards I placed a branch of a thorn bush on the straw, so that the fowls could not scratch the straw off the body. After that I walked about the yard backwards and forwards; then I went indoors, and told the servant I was going to the station, but in reality only walked about the farm until nearly twelve o’clock, returning to the house and saying to the servant, “Mistress has not returned. I told the girl to go to bed, and I retired also, but could not sleep, and arose early next morning and went out and saw the straw had not been moved.

After breakfast Alfred Shaw, who I had previously told to fill up the ditch, commenced doing so at the spot where the straw was under the trees, and the work was afterwards continued until the trench was level, taking about a fortnight.

(Signed) S. HERBERT DOUGAL.

[…]

11. Your petitioner humbly submits for your earnest consideration the following points:-

(a) The evidence given against him upon his said trial shows conclusively that he has always lived upon terms of the greatest affection with the said Camille Cecile Holland.

(b) That within a few months of meeting the said Camille Cecile Holland she had agreed to live with him as his wife, and had at his request purchased the Moat Farm, including stock, at a sum of £2000, and also was supplying him with all reasonable moneys that he might require.

(c) That under these circumstances, there being no direct evidence of any kind that the said Camille Cecile Holland was wilfully murdered by him, the probabilities are strongly in his favour, as, inasmuch as he was living on terms of affection with the deceased, and able practically to be supplied with whatever moneys he required, it is in the highest degree improbable that he would wilfully have caused her death.

(d) That under the above circumstances the explanation of your petitioner as to how the deceased met her death by such accident as aforesaid is the right and true one, and that the mere fact of his ultimately dealing with her property, which the deceased had always expressed her intention of bequeathing to him, should not be urged as an argument against him in the absence of direct evidence and in the absence of any motive to induce him to commit such crime.

Honestly, can anyone believe this load of old codswallop? “The revolver accidentally exploded”—yeah, RIGHT!

“I thought she had only fainted…” Sure, that’s why people fall down when you point a gun at them and pull the trigger. It’s only the shock of hearing that enormous BANG, that’s all!

“I returned with the brandy; she was still in the same position. I attempted to give her some of it, but found she could not take it.” That should not have surprised anyone, considering that he’d just shot the poor lady through the head.

“I took off her hat and veil and could see no blood, and afterwards removed her cloak, and still saw no blood.” If there was any truth in that (which I doubt), he couldn’t have been looking very hard!

“I took her in my arms and carried her up into the fields where there was a breeze, thinking it would revive her.” I’m afraid it would have taken a great deal more than a “breeze” to revive her.

“…the open ditch, which I had previously given orders to have filled up as being unsightly and to prevent the dirty water from flowing into the little moat, where some fish had recently been put.” If the water in the ditch was dirty enough to be a problem for the fish, wouldn’t it have been a better idea to fill in the ditch BEFORE putting the fish in the moat? While there is no proof, it’s quite possible that this murder had been premeditated for some little time and the filling in of the ditch was merely a preplanned method of disposing of the body.

“The evidence given against him upon his said trial shows conclusively that he has always lived upon terms of the greatest affection with the said Camille Cecile Holland.” Always? He seems to have a short memory. He must have forgotten the servant girl who told the court how he tried to force his way into her bedroom, and how Miss Holland became not only disgusted with him, but downright frightened of him and didn’t want to be left alone with him. (And with good cause.)

“…there being no direct evidence of any kind that the said Camille Cecile Holland was wilfully murdered by him…” So the fact that she was shot with his revolver and found buried in a ditch he’d ordered to be filled in doesn’t count as “evidence”?

“…inasmuch as he was living on terms of affection with the deceased, and able practically to be supplied with whatever moneys he required, it is in the highest degree improbable that he would wilfully have caused her death.” If only that were true! In fact she’d had enough of his behavior already and would no doubt have walked out as soon as she could arrange to do so, leaving him with no money at all. So he actually had every reason to do her in.

“…the mere fact of his ultimately dealing with her property, which the deceased had always expressed her intention of bequeathing to him, should not be urged as an argument against him…” In other words: “Just because I forged her signature after she was dead and helped myself to all her money and property, that shouldn’t count against me, because she was going to leave it all to me anyway!” The mind boggles at such audacity!

Dear Red,

I don’t know where you came up with this one, but yea, it is about like the “reality” show of the woman who just tried to kill her husband and the “the baby drowned in the pool” of Casey anthony. It boggles the mind that they EXPECT SOMEONE TO BELIEVE THIS CARP…..

Bob Hare said it best I think when he said “they know the words but not the music” they just DO NOT GET IT that normal people will NOT believe their lies. They actually think that their lies are believable.

Oh, it is cloudiing up outside, I sooooo hope we get some rain!!!!

Opposite problem here. The upstairs air conditioner went on the blink late yesterday. It was 86 in the bedroom. Our daughter decided to spend the night at a friend’s house. (No stamina, these kids!) Luckily they came and fixed it this morning…

Yes, that’s one of the most amazing things about some of these people—that they actually EXPECT to be believed. Or anyway to keep getting away with whatever they’re doing. Especially the narcissistic types.

one/joy_step_at_a_time

Redwald – GREAT spath speak in your post.

(how do you code that indentation and line?)

“I took off her hat and veil and could see no blood, and afterwards removed her cloak, and still saw no blood.” If there was any truth in that (which I doubt), he couldn’t have been looking very hard!

answer: he shot her in the neck and didn’t remove her scarf!

this is really humorous, and i am sure this is what my spath’s petition looks like (she is being sued by a former dupe). one of her statements was that since SHE knew her characters were fictions, she was not responsible if others believed they were real. oh yah.

one/joy_step_at_a_time

peace out all. i have just spent the whole night online, and need to get off the puter and get to sleep.

Hi one/joy,

Oh boy, is that an excuse! “But everybody should have KNOWN I was telling lies!”

As for the line and indent, you can get those with HTML. What you do is to put

<blockquote>

at the beginning of the quotation, and at the end of it you cancel the “blockquote” mode with the same directive, except that it has a forward slash in front of it, like this:

</blockquote>

I usually put my own quotes in boldface as well. You don’t have to do that, but I noticed on this board that when you “blockquote” a piece of text it comes out looking a bit faded and harder to read, like this:

This text looks a bit faded compared with normal.

So I put quotes in boldface to counteract that and make them more legible, like this:

This text looks a little clearer.

The way you do that is to put

<b>

before the text, and

</b>

after it. So for instance:

<blockquote><b>There was a young man from Darjeeling
Who traveled from London to Ealing
A notice he saw
Said DON’T SPIT ON THE FLOOR
So he carefully spat on the ceiling.</b></blockquote>

comes out looking like this:

There was a young man from Darjeeling
Who traveled from London to Ealing
A notice he saw
Said DON’T SPIT ON THE FLOOR
So he carefully spat on the ceiling.

Happy quoting! 🙂

one/joy_step_at_a_time

The case of Paula Bonhomme v. Janna St James has expanded expanded the fraud tort:

“A woman who allegedly assumed multiple identities as part of a “massive charade” can be sued for making false representations, a divided Illinois appeals court has ruled in expanding the reach of a tort that is normally reserved for business disputes. ”

http://www.onpointnews.com/NEWS/Court-Expands-Fraud-Tort-in-Jesse-James-Hoax-Case.html

If Ms. Bonhomme wins this case there will be a precedent set in Illinois. This bodes well for people defrauded by spaths.

skylar

Wow, I can’t believe how twisted your spath is. So many layers of lies and extreme ones. It’s funny how different but similar the spaths are.

My spath was a very very bad liar. He threw obvious contradictions to his lies in my face. He wanted me to know he was lying. EIther that, or he thought he was above being caught.

I thought he was smart.

But he wasn’t so smart after all.

SK

http://www.issues.cc/complaints/dalia-dippolito/michael-dippolito-you-deserve-it

I knew there was more to the story:
Michael Dippolito met Dalia Dippolito in 2008 when he called an escort service while his wife was out of town. When his wife returned to town he told her to move out and that he wanted a divorce. Five days after the divorce was finalized he and Dalia got married not long after that the $225,000 townhouse was transferred into Dalias name. Ok fastforward a bit, Dalia hires a hitman to kill her husband and the entire scene is caught on tape, it is a ruse. But Dalia does not know this and thinks she is really hiring someone to kill her husband. So obviously she gets arrested with a great deal of evidence against her. …..
It serves Michael Dippolito right, he is a convicted felon, he has trafficked drugs on several occasions, stolen large sums of money in ponzi schemes and has an addiction to prostitutes and escorts. My issue is you deserved it Michael Dippolito.

There is more to this, story, I can smell it.

Edit:
and more…
http://blogs.browardpalmbeach.com/pulp/2011/01/michael_dippolito_refuses_to_reveal_finances_pleads_fifth.php

Sky, thanks for digging out the rest of the story…..when I read that he had met her as an “escort” (read prostitute) I figured that he wasn’t a “Mr. Goodie Two-Shoes”—-

Again, like we have talked about before here on LF—if you FISH IN A SEWER YOU CATCH TURDS.

This guy was obviously fishing in a sewer….

It is NOT UNCOMMON for two psychopaths to “hook up” and then they prey on each other. One being the victim today and the other one being the abuser, and then they change roles,, just like musical chairs. It is the old “gasoline and fire” relation-SHIT.

Now, he presents himself as the “innocent victim” of his wife trying to have him killed….and in fact, he had VICTIMIZED his previous wife by going with “escorts”—-so in this case, he became the victim instead of the abuser. Some people do this over and over and over.

If she had not victimized him (this time) he would have eventually victimized her…..it is all the psychopaths’ games.

When you lie down with dogs you get up with fleas. So this time is no exception. Both of these people are psychopaths. At least no one actually got killed though.

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