Last Week I Was Tired. Tonight I’m Angry.

My dear readers, you must understand — I rarely get this angry.  So angry that I have thought about this case day in and day out — at work, on the bus, at home.  So angry that I stare at my computer screen in a daze.  So infuriated that I write with tears in my eyes as my heart pounds in my chest.  I’m not an angry person by nature.  But there are times in life when you witness something so unconscionable — something that literally shocks the conscience of anyone who has one — that all one can hope to do is weep and write. Continue reading Last Week I Was Tired. Tonight I’m Angry.