Longmont isn't perfect but it's usually not completely insane either.
Multiple stabbings in one day is a bit ridiculous. It wasn't kids, it wasn't a drunken brawl, it wasn't the regular nonsense that goes on outside the bars on Main St.
The 2 people behind this crap both are unquestionably mentally ill. I can tell you from very close experience that the mental health people in this county have their hands full. They definitely failed a lot of people this week. It's the system at fault, not the people.
Event #1 was a situation in which a parent was not able to see his child because of protective orders and whatnot. He flipped out and attempted to kill both his parents and himself. He succeeded on 2 counts but his mother is supposed to make it. It seems like some checking in might be in order when someone is already unstable and you then take away their child. A little talking to might have given him time to calm down and he, and his father, might still be alive.
Event #2 is even worse. A woman went to a home to look at baby clothes that were advertised on Craigslist. She was beaten, stabbed, and the 7-months-along baby was removed from her body. The attacker then went to the ER with the baby claiming she had a miscarriage. Not normal by any definition. If there was a disagreement or argument or something to cause some violence then...it's not completely unthinkable that someone could get hurt. Maybe even stabbed. But you have to be a real piece of work to lure a pregnant woman to your home, attack her, and take her baby out of her. That's some movie kind of shit. Then to claim it's your own baby? Something is broken within this person. I read that she did lose a child at some point so I'd kind of assume she's never recovered from that. How is someone so unbalanced making it through life with nobody noticing something is wrong? How is this her option? Not to promote kidnapping or something but if she was trying to sort of "replace" her lost child then there are less violent things that would come to mind even for someone who isn't quite right. I don't even know. This all happened just up the street from where we live.
My brain usually processes awful things quite well, but I just don't get it this time. I left work a little early today because I just wanted to come home to familiar insanity. On the way back the traffic was backed up and I figured it was from the train or something but then I saw all the lights, heard all the sirens, and drove right by the mangled remains of a minivan. It looked like it had been dragged down the road on it's side. All the windows were broken out, all the contents of the van were strewn all over the road, and it was hard to even tell how many cars were involved because things were so suddenly hectic. It looked like they may have veered off the road so maybe it was just the one car involved and the others had just stopped to help. But....that pretty much solidified my desire to sit in the bathtub and cry with an ice cream cone. I got the cone but I haven't sat in the tub yet so I guess I must feel better now that I'm home. Kinda.
Multiple stabbings in one day is a bit ridiculous. It wasn't kids, it wasn't a drunken brawl, it wasn't the regular nonsense that goes on outside the bars on Main St.
The 2 people behind this crap both are unquestionably mentally ill. I can tell you from very close experience that the mental health people in this county have their hands full. They definitely failed a lot of people this week. It's the system at fault, not the people.
Event #1 was a situation in which a parent was not able to see his child because of protective orders and whatnot. He flipped out and attempted to kill both his parents and himself. He succeeded on 2 counts but his mother is supposed to make it. It seems like some checking in might be in order when someone is already unstable and you then take away their child. A little talking to might have given him time to calm down and he, and his father, might still be alive.
Event #2 is even worse. A woman went to a home to look at baby clothes that were advertised on Craigslist. She was beaten, stabbed, and the 7-months-along baby was removed from her body. The attacker then went to the ER with the baby claiming she had a miscarriage. Not normal by any definition. If there was a disagreement or argument or something to cause some violence then...it's not completely unthinkable that someone could get hurt. Maybe even stabbed. But you have to be a real piece of work to lure a pregnant woman to your home, attack her, and take her baby out of her. That's some movie kind of shit. Then to claim it's your own baby? Something is broken within this person. I read that she did lose a child at some point so I'd kind of assume she's never recovered from that. How is someone so unbalanced making it through life with nobody noticing something is wrong? How is this her option? Not to promote kidnapping or something but if she was trying to sort of "replace" her lost child then there are less violent things that would come to mind even for someone who isn't quite right. I don't even know. This all happened just up the street from where we live.
My brain usually processes awful things quite well, but I just don't get it this time. I left work a little early today because I just wanted to come home to familiar insanity. On the way back the traffic was backed up and I figured it was from the train or something but then I saw all the lights, heard all the sirens, and drove right by the mangled remains of a minivan. It looked like it had been dragged down the road on it's side. All the windows were broken out, all the contents of the van were strewn all over the road, and it was hard to even tell how many cars were involved because things were so suddenly hectic. It looked like they may have veered off the road so maybe it was just the one car involved and the others had just stopped to help. But....that pretty much solidified my desire to sit in the bathtub and cry with an ice cream cone. I got the cone but I haven't sat in the tub yet so I guess I must feel better now that I'm home. Kinda.
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