Please Explain

Alix Rice was just 18. Her major crime was to go out and skateboard on a street where a drunken driver decided to stop paying attention and sent her airborne to her death.

When she hit the sidewalk all of her dreams were gone. Alix was a trumpet player, a daughter, a friend, a niece, a sister, a granddaughter, a cousin and just a kid. She had every right to look forward to a lot more days. Alix loved Lady Gaga. She probably loved a lot of other things too...we didn't hear a lot about her because the person she met on that dark road dominated the news...

...and it was all about him.

An accomplished man. A husband, a doctor, a golfer, a drinker, a texter, a bad driver in those conditions, and finally a liar, an evader and a P.O.S. as the kids might call him.

Because when he sent Alix flying through the air, he immediately thought of himself. He's never stopped thinking of himself, actually. Dr. Death as he will be called throughout immediately began to do what he needed to do to save his skin.

He ran. He denied. He called a lawyer. He lied. He refused a breathalyzer. He was still drunk a long time after he finally was brought in, so he lied some more. He covered it up. He lied. He denied and he spoke through his lawyers.

And then it really got ugly because Dr. Death didn't claim responsibility. He contested the charges.

Yesterday he won acquittal. He won't go to jail. He will still pass go and collect all of his freaking money.

Alix won't skateboard anymore.

Let me tell you, there's no consolation in the outpouring of a pissed off community. Justice can't be served. No matter how many people reach out to say 'I'm sorry,' the void can not be filled. They say there's a price to pay, but sometimes the price is way too low.

I was nauseated with the verdict. I'm not alone. Everywhere I turned on Thursday guys were talking about it.

"I can't believe he can live with himself knowing that he's not a man," one bricklayer said.

Some people have awful low standards on what it takes to man up. Dr. Death may have set a new low.

And where did it go wrong?

Innocent until proven guilty is a right we all deserve. Men fought for that right. Greater men than Dr. Death, for sure. Brave men. Not chicken shit P.O.S.

You know what shames me?

The lawyers who fight to save a guilty man. I know it's their job to uphold the law, but to get evidence tossed?

Less than a man.

And the people who testified on behalf of Dr. Death.

His neighbors who claimed that he didn't smell like booze, didn't act like he had been drinking, couldn't come up with one single bad word, in fact.

Sorry excuses for men and women.

And his wife who pretended that she was clueless.

Because she might be clueless.

I'll tell my beautiful wife right now...don't lie for me...if you love me, make me stand up and be a man if I'm showing signs of wavering.

And then Dr. Death himself.

He cried as he lied saying he was sad she died. He didn't know he hit anything much less a girl with dreams and visions.

Then why'd he call a lawyer?

Why'd he hide his car?

Why'd he erase his text messages?

Why'd he refuse the sobriety tests?

Why did he admit he ruined himself?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Pisses me right the f%&k off is what it does.

Makes me feel like we all need to stand up and drive the scum out of our community.

12 of your peers found you not guilty.

The rest of us think you deserve to be punished.

(Trumpet play to fade)







Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Suits

My Buddy, Dave

Mom & Ollie