Wow — after a decade, it looks like the Mia Zapata murder has been solved. (And with DNA evidence, so that’s always an item of interest professionally speaking.) Of course the thing that settles in with you, after you are relieved for her poor family and friends and after you remember and mourn again for her and, oh, huge swaths of the history of rock — the Gits could’ve been epochal, they really could’ve — is that this was just some random crime by some waste of XY carbon wandering the streets. Who lived for ten years with having done this deed. If he in fact remembers doing it at all.
