This is very sad. I do not celebrate it in any way. My heart is broken for the parents of these children, they are grieving dearly because of it. I understand that they were ‘grown up’ enough to make these stupid decisions. It’s sad that these children were made insane by their teachers and the instigators and the parents who never taught them better. It’s sad that these children were encouraged to put themselves in this dangerous position. The instigators of this ‘protest’ should be hunted down and prosecuted for wrongful death.
And i also feel sad for the driver who now has to live with the image of how he plowed into those children who were pushed into the street by adults that know better!
I’m with you except for the part about “children” aged 24 and 32.
I understand your sentiment, but keep in mind, they were children only in mind only. One was 24 and the other 32 years old physically.
I share your sympathy for the driver. I hit a guy on a bike about a year ago, and even though I wasn’t at fault, I see it and think of him every day. And for several months after that accident, I saw him all day, every day every time I closed my eyes or my mind was not fully occupied in some other task.
I sure as hell would not convict that guy of anything.
They were adults.
Period.
They are not “children”.
Save your virtue signaling for DU.
Hi SamJack,
The girls chose to live in their world, not the parent’s world. The parents can’t be blamed and feeling sorry for them is a waste of time. They have been numb for a while so the shock of their daughters’ being killed and injured is not much at all. The girls highlighted their stupidity by marking their bodies withe ink, in your face ink.
Good by Summer, here comes Fall. Life goes on.
Bat
Give me a break!
They CHOSE to play on the freaking highway.
And they were not children.
This is NOT a tragedy in any sense of the word. Society is better off without these people.
Children?? 24 and 32. They were both way beyond children unless you count their mental state.
These white female juveniles/children (age 24 and 32) at an event called Black Femme March takes I-5 were hit when a black man in a white jaguar drove the car around vehicles that were blocking I-5 and sped into the crowd. He then fled the scene to avoid mistreatment and stopped to wait for police after his car was blocked by a protester who persued him and blocked the jaguar with his car. The contradictions boggle the mind. How does a person riot in the middle of a highway?? Tear up the asphalt?
These children..
These children...
These children....
Give it up!
That attitude is exactly why we are where we are as a society.
By the ages of these two females entire generations of Americans were working productively, raising families and being good, LAW ABIDING citizens.
Some waded ashore at Utah and Omaha beaches. Others were at places like Guadalcanal, Midway, Iwo Jima. Many lied about their ages to serve.
They saved us from the German National Socialists and the Japanese Imperialists.
Their sweethearts and wives manned the production lines that built the weapons of war.
That generation and another fought the North Koreans and Chinese and saved half the Korean peninsula from communism.
That generation and the next defeated the Viet Cong and NVA only to have spineless politicians give their victory away.
They then went on to win the cold war and consign the Soviet Union to the ash heap of history.
The generation represented by these two females is the most petted, pampered, participation trophy possessing group in the history of the Republic. So petted and pampered they can’t use their God given brains to see through the absolute BS their teachers shove at them. So petted and pampered they have no concept of common sense, they just do what makes them feel good.
Look at their tats.
The money those two wastes of skin spent following the herd at the tattoo parlor would feed a family for a year in many parts of the world.
Calling them children does no good.
Call them what they are useful idiots, Pavlovs dogs barking at their masters command.