A Tale of Two Dead Children

The first tale:

A family has four children, the two youngest being two years old and 11 months old. While the older two children are in school, the mother hurriedly steps out her back door to speak with her mother-in-law who lives in the guest house. While the mother is there, the two year-old arrives to say his "ears are ringing." When the two women investigate, they find that the toddler has opened a nightstand drawer, removed a handgun, pointed it at his younger brother, and fired. The younger boy died yesterday at a Mobile Hospital.

Are the police sending the case to the grand jury for some sort of manslaughter charges against the parents? While that could change, the answer as of today is no. Now think back two or so years ago in Colbert County where a woman took her children visiting and spoke on her cell phone as her brood ran free range through a house not belonging to them, one finding a loaded gun and killing himself. There was an indictment, but Bryce Graham saw fit to accuse the homeowners of a crime, not the mother who was responsible.

Are you confused by how our laws are handled from county to county? 

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The second tale:

How do you feel when someone breaks into your home and steals from you? We're pretty sure the answer is mad, but you're still able to function normally. Suppose one of the missing items is an X-Box? We had to check, but these video toys cost between 230.00 and 700.00. No matter which one you purchase, it's still a sizable chunk of change.

Now what if you thought you had found the thief selling your X-Box? Would you invite at least four friends to assist you in killing the young burglar? And if you did, would they, most around at least 30 years of age, say "Sure. Let's do it!"?

Think about that. Five grown men who would kill a 17 year-old over an X-Box. They didn't even know for sure if it was the stolen X-Box. It wasn't. 

What kind of people walk among us? Were these five young men who had been raised separately miles apart, but who somehow came together as friends with such little regard for life? Or were these men whose neural paths had been rerouted in some manner due to drugs?

None of these men deserves to leave prison. Even dying, let them lie in a prison infirmary and breathe their last. They have forfeited any pity they would ordinarily receive from decent human beings.