CALIFORNIA: Socialite Betty Broderick in jail for killing ex hubby and his new trophy wife, seeks parole

The Associated Press reports that former socialite Betty Broderick, 62, is seeking parole from her 32 year sentence for second degree murder of her husband and his new wife. At the time of her conviction for cold-blooded murder, Ms. Brokerick was 42 and her husband was 44 and the new wife was about 28. It appears from the facts that the was a sort of divorce terrorism that went both ways with the Brodericks:

Broderick, 62, was convicted in 1991 of second-degree murder and sentenced to 32 years to life in prison. Her story became the subject of a book and two TV movies. She has maintained she was a victim of battered-wife syndrome and was driven to kill by a bitter and prolonged divorce and custody battle.” Associated Press

By all accounts, Broderick and her lawyers had argued that the husband had pushed her to her emotional limits, had abused her, and had otherwise driven her to the brink of madness – the result of which was his murder and her incarceration, of course.
See, that’s why I don’t believe in owning guns. I know it’s a constitutional right and all. And I always remember Charlton Heston holding that rifle at that press conference years back and saying, “from my cold, dead hands!” And look, I get that it’s constitutional. But some people don’t have the right disposition. They are hot heads and they are emotionally fragile and they shouldn’t go near things like guns.  I hope the day never comes that I ever think I should have a gun. Because in the heat of passion, people do crazy things, I wanna tell you. And look at this woman. He husband’s behavior could have driven anybody to desperate actions. But it was she who had the gun and it was she who must spend the rest of her life in prison, or at least the prime years of her life just because she couldn’t handle the fall out from a philanderer and because she had access to a gun to take matters in her own hands at the crack of dawn while he and the new trophy were asleep in their beds.
It’s rough all around.
But boy, I don’t ever want a gun. I just don’t think it’s worth the trouble. I wonder if Betty thinks, in retrospect, that he was worth her life and freedom after all the wrongs she said he committed against her? I wonder if she thinks it was worth it?