On December 26th, 2008, 42 minutes after Christmas, my best friends were killed by a drunk driver.
On March 4th, 2010, their killer was sentenced to 8 years in prison.
4 years each count.
4 years for each life taken.
How is that justice? What kind of message are we sending to people? That it's ok to drink and drive and kill someone because you will only get a slap on the wrist? As I was sitting in the courtroom, I saw a drug offender get 4 years in prison, I saw a man who broke and entered two houses get sentenced to 7 years in prison. Because my friends chose to do the right thing by her picking him up because he had been drinking, they paid the ultimate price. They are dead and their killer will be out of prison before she is 30. Their killer will have the opportunity to have children of her own, to live her life with less than an 8 year hiccup.
I am absolutely furious. I cannot even begin to reconcile what happened. I do not understand how a jury can lessen someone's life so much and still be able to sleep at night.
86 miles per hour in a 40 mph zone. 3 times the legal limit. Both of my friends were internally decapitated and had their hearts torn so badly there was no way either would have survived. She got a bump on her head and broke her leg.
She had 5 football fields in length to stop when her light turned red. Even at the speed she was going, she would have only needed 1 to stop her car. Not only that, if she would have turned her wheel slightly to the right, my friends would still be alive today.
HIPAA - I follow it. Nothing I say should be considered absolute fact. I will take the liberty to embellish and change details as necessary to protect the guilty and innocent alike. If you think I am talking about you or someone you know, get over yourself because you are not that important. For all you know I am some insane person in a basement with a healthcare fetish wearing a skin suit and rambling on about lotion and baskets.