Poster: Hank @ Sun Aug 10, 2008 6:44 pm
I found out later when I sat on the couch with my sandwich and turned on the evening minddrain what the cop that had bypassed me had been in such a hurry to get to. Some guy whose house was about five blocks down from mine had posted bail after getting nabbed on a big-time white collar rap, gone home, and shot his whole family to death before committing self-murder.
The local newshowler put on a front of shock but was unable to conceal their glee at breaking such a lurid local story. This is what brings in the moolah -- 'local news first!' Cannibal swine, I thought. What good does it do me to know about this awful thing? It's not like I can do anything about it or use this information to make decisions. It just happened and is monstrous.
I'm not trying to imply that I'm riding some slicked-up immaculate moral high stallion here. I'm saying that it's base behavior that put me off my much-needed supper. That's a hard thing to forgive.
I went to bed feeling crinkly and spent. Equine dreams disturbed me that night.