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Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Not for the faint of heart I read two grisly, heart-breaking stories in the past 2 days, that are eerily similar.
The mother, Dena Schlosser, was listening to "He Touched Me," a hymn. James Flemons, a factory worker, created his own religion.
I bet friends and family of Dena's will be saying how religious she was and what a good mother she was, etc. Postpartum depression will be blamed and we will be inundated with it-could-happen-to-ANY-woman! And we will be updated on the OTHER Texas postpartum depression murderer, Andrea Yates, who methodically drowned her 5 children.
Not getting as much coverage this past summer, but closer to home for me (not just proverbially), is Mary Ellen Moffitt, a metro Detroit Teacher-Of-the-Year, who also murdered her 5-WEEK-old daughter daughter. Then, she killed herself.
The reason? Postpartum depression.
"Postpartum depression" sounds so much better than "insane." There is automatic sympathy allowed, EXPECTED, even. Yet, Dena Schlosser wasn't so depressed that she felt the need to take her OWN life. Not unlike James Flemons. They both were just crazy enough to murder.
He will freely be called "insane" by the media and courts. Will Dena also be referred to as "insane"? Sunshine - Walking on Sunshine -
11/23/2004 07:49:00 AM
