And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
It is a difficult experience to see your hometown in the news. I've been meaning to write this for some time, but have been unable to really put a point on it. Monsters live everywhere. Cities, towns, and little country roads north of Brunswick, Georgia.
I wonder if that one went to my high school?
Though I'm not one cut out to be a 'leave the lights on/trust noone' type, I understand that vigilance is the price of freedom. Do you raise your kids in a bubble, or do you play the odds that it won't happen to you?
I know one thing, and this always gets an argument started between me and certain members of my family who carried a badge and a gun to work for 20 some odd years: we've got to have some better way of dealing with sex offenders than what we have right now.
Case and point? A man admits to a rape, and gets 18 months when the judge suspends the sentence. A teen engages in consentual activities, and gets 10 years with little sympathy from the prosecutor. Both end up, presumably, on the sex offender list. The same list that the monster who killed Christopher was on.
Just so I got this straight: the guy who has a high school fling with another high schooler gets the book thrown at him; the guy who admits to drunkenly raping a woman gets a lenient 18 month sentence; and the child predator was already out, living next door to small children, with only a list to help working parents protect their kids? That's a heck of a system we got there.