My town is chock full of morons.
From today's Philadelphia Inquirer:
"Residents of West Raymond Street rushed outside yesterday afternoon after hearing a single gunshot. But the one-way street in the city's Feltonville section was quiet, until LaWanda Bailey burst out of her boyfriend's rowhouse onto the porch.
"My baby's dead, my baby's dead," she screamed in anguish. "He shot himself."
Moments earlier, Tylib Bailey-Hankerson, 3, better known as TaTa, had picked up a .45-caliber Glock handgun he found in the bedroom and pointed it at his head before squeezing the trigger, city police said."
Oh wait, there's more:
"The gun was in the bedroom on a piece of furniture next to the bed, Capt. Ray Convery said. Depending on the model, a .45-caliber Glock semiautomatic handgun can weigh nearly two pounds when fully loaded."
So, lets' recap: the mother's boyfriend thinks that gun safety consists of leaving an unlocked, loaded gun on top of a piece of furniture in an unlocked bedroom? That's just swell. And how long will it take Ms. Bailey to hire a lawyer to sue the gun manufacturer, instead of kicking her idiot boyfriend to the curb?
I'm sorry for your loss, Ms. Bailey, but your child is dead because you and your boyfriend are incompetent.
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