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Monday, October 2, 2017
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Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Same Parents, Second Faith Healing Death
Photo: Herbert and Catherine Schiable
The entire (very short) article, by MaryClaire Dale, reporting for the Associated Press, at this website:
A Pennsylvania couple who believe in faith-healing face 20 years or more in prison in the death of a second child who died without seeing a doctor.
Herbert and Catherine Schaible are being sentenced Wednesday in the death last year of their 8-month-old son, Brandon. At the time, they were under court orders to seek medical care for their children after their 2-year-old son, Kent, died of untreated pneumonia in 2009.
The Schaibles are third-generation members of a small Pentecostal community, the First Century Gospel Church in northeast Philadelphia.
A lawyer for Catherine Schaible, 44, plans to explore their religious beliefs at the sentencing. Her 45-year-old husband's lawyer argues that no malice was involved.
The Schaibles have pleaded no contest to third-degree murder in Brandon's death. They have seven surviving children.
"We believe in divine healing, that Jesus shed blood for our healing and that he died on the cross to break the devil's power," Herbert Schaible said in a 2013 police statement. Medicine, he said, "is against our religious beliefs."
A jury had convicted both parents of involuntary manslaughter in Kent's death, and they were put on 10 years of probation that included orders to seek medical care if any other child got sick.
After Brandon's death, an irate judge found they had violated parole.
Prosecutors have described the boys' symptoms as "eerily similar," and said they included labored breathing and a refusal to eat. Catherine Schaible's lawyer, though, said her client tried to feed Brandon during his illness and applied baby powder to keep him comfortable.
Their pastor, Nelson Clark, has said the Schaibles lost their sons because of a "spiritual lack" in their lives and insisted they would not seek medical care even if another child appeared near death.
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Now, just a few things from me:
--While the lawyer for Catherine Schiable can investigate whether she has the right to believe as she does, someone has to tell these two that the important person in this whole case isn't one of the parents, and so therefore their religious beliefs, while obviously important, isn't the #1 thing to take into consideration. The most important person is the dead 8-month old son, Brandon. So how about someone spend a little time investigating his rights, starting with his right to stay alive?
--Am I reading this right? Did the courts give the Schiables 10 years' probation after they were convicted of manslaughter for the death of their first son? They've done this before. And we're shocked that such people would do it again? Did the first judge really think that such people would change their religious beliefs simply because a judge told them to?
--Note to the Pennsylvania courts: They have seven surviving children. Key word there is "surviving." Which in this case translates to: "Their parents haven't killed them yet." They've done this twice now. They will do it again, even if you tell them not to.
--No one from the courts was going to the house to check on the eight remaining kids until Brandon died? Someone will say that there isn't enough people to check on everyone, but I'll bet someone was checking on the kids of the parents who were poor, or amongst a minority--but who hadn't already been convicted of killing one of their kids.
--Yet another example of the continued battle between scientific facts and religious beliefs in this country: pneumonia isn't the Devil. It's an infection caused by a virus or by bacteria. You can believe that Jesus can win a battle with the Devil. That's fine. But antibiotics can win a battle with pneumonia.
--Beliefs are not facts. If they were, they'd be called "facts" and not "beliefs." You can believe whatever you want. When it crosses the line in your psyche into "fact" land, you'd better have what scientists call "proof" or "provable evidence." If you don't, you have to understand that when you say something is against your beliefs, than it's just that--a belief. Not a fact.
--Note to faith-healing believers: If They exist, God and Jesus want you to save your kids. They really do.
--Did you see at the bottom of the article that their pastor says they'll do this again? Don't you think that the pastor--or even one of the Schiables--said the same thing after Kent died?
--Speaking of this pastor, can the PA law go after him now? Now that the parents themselves are in jail, how about charging this guy with being an accessory? He is wielding a gun, an obvious weapon, except it's verbal and not physical. I know it's a touchy thing because now we're talking about religious beliefs again, but--legally speaking--if Person X tells Person Y to jump off the bridge because Jesus wants him to, and then Person Y jumps off the bridge, isn't Person X culpable at all? Religion is being used like a drug here, like Ecstasy (the literalism is intentional). It is against the law to control someone using an actual drug, and then have them commit crimes for you. I mean, didn't Charles Manson do exactly that? Like this pastor, he never lifted a finger to do any of the killings himself. And I have to think that the Schiables told their pastor they were taking a wait-and-see approach with their son's pneumonia, so isn't he also culpable for that reason? So why not charge the pastor? Can someone with legal training please explain this to me?
--There's a twisted version of Munchausen Syndrome going on here. I mean this literally. Notice that the parents very clearly believe that this case is about their religious beliefs, and not really about Brandon at all. It's like this is their way of having all of the attention, of preaching about their religion. Their their their. In interviews, they keep saying "my," or "our," as in: "Medicine is against our religious beliefs." It's narcissism. Once parents like this are convicted of killing one of their kids because of their beliefs--whatever they are--can't we then at least put them in a mental health facility? Narcissism and Munchausen's can be very dangerous personality disorders--as we see here--so if there are legal issues because of religion, can we not go this route? Again, someone with legal training needs to explain this to me.
--If these parents were to say that the family dog told them to withhold medicine for Kent, wouldn't they have been in a jail or in a facility after that? I don't mean to offend by comparing Jesus to the family dog--that's not what I'm doing--but if these parents were to have said that anything else at all (the family pet, the Devil, their dishwasher, whatever) told them to withhold medicine for their children, wouldn't they already have been whisked away? Haven't scores of people done exactly this, and been carted away? Why then is this any different, from a legal perspective? These people are hearing voices just like all of the others who've said "The dog told me to..." or "The Devil told me to..." and yet they're less culpable because they say that it's Jesus speaking to them? Yet again, someone with legal training, please comment or send me an email.
Because none of this makes any sense to me at all.
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Saturday, June 29, 2013
My Beam, My Tower
"There are other worlds than these," Stephen King has Jake say in the first Gunslinger. Or, at least, that's the phrase I hear when I think about it. I sometimes believe this to be so, that there are other worlds than these. Maybe not in a Gunslinger way, nor in a Talisman way, nor even in a Lord of the Rings way.
In what way, then? I don't know, but in this other world I don't grind my teeth, and every pen is as smooth as the one I used to originally write this down. There's a lightness, but also a sense of urgency. In this other world, there is a known magic, an accepted sense of wonder, of awe. Life is simpler, but harder for its simplicity. There's more color, more sound, more vibrancy. More of a Pull.
In this world, here, I get more of a sense of Push than Pull. I feel pushed along, usually roughly, rather than pulled gently, though perhaps inexorably. My mind is calmer when I feel Pulled, than Pushed.
I'm pushed to pay The Man, as we all are, and to do the job that helps me to pay The Man, though I'm fortunate to be both Pushed and Pulled at my job. That's my Beam here, I think. My job. The difference I'm told I've made, and continue to make. That's how I stay on the Beam here; that's my contribution to the Beam, to the Tower that supports us here. Would the Tower tremble without me doing what I do here? I like to think so. Someone recently told me he has done everything he's done because of what I did for him back in the day, maybe nine or ten years ago now. So maybe there's a Beam that connects us, me to him, and both of us to the Tower here. It's always nice to think you matter.
But there, in that mirror world, I think my writing, my creating, keeps the Beam buzzing. The Me, there, lives in a somewhat muted contentedness, alone in a wooden shack, with some of the same things there as here. I write by candlelight and it's always raining outside. I have a small fireplace in a small hearth, but as it's a small room in a small one- or two-room house, and as I'm warm with my sweater and my shawl anyway, it's all good.
Maybe one me also supports the other. A glimpse of me here to the me there, and vice-versa. I look out my office door to the Me in the commode mirror, beside the picture of the younger Me in Amistad, and I can see all this.
In what way, then? I don't know, but in this other world I don't grind my teeth, and every pen is as smooth as the one I used to originally write this down. There's a lightness, but also a sense of urgency. In this other world, there is a known magic, an accepted sense of wonder, of awe. Life is simpler, but harder for its simplicity. There's more color, more sound, more vibrancy. More of a Pull.
In this world, here, I get more of a sense of Push than Pull. I feel pushed along, usually roughly, rather than pulled gently, though perhaps inexorably. My mind is calmer when I feel Pulled, than Pushed.
I'm pushed to pay The Man, as we all are, and to do the job that helps me to pay The Man, though I'm fortunate to be both Pushed and Pulled at my job. That's my Beam here, I think. My job. The difference I'm told I've made, and continue to make. That's how I stay on the Beam here; that's my contribution to the Beam, to the Tower that supports us here. Would the Tower tremble without me doing what I do here? I like to think so. Someone recently told me he has done everything he's done because of what I did for him back in the day, maybe nine or ten years ago now. So maybe there's a Beam that connects us, me to him, and both of us to the Tower here. It's always nice to think you matter.
But there, in that mirror world, I think my writing, my creating, keeps the Beam buzzing. The Me, there, lives in a somewhat muted contentedness, alone in a wooden shack, with some of the same things there as here. I write by candlelight and it's always raining outside. I have a small fireplace in a small hearth, but as it's a small room in a small one- or two-room house, and as I'm warm with my sweater and my shawl anyway, it's all good.
Maybe one me also supports the other. A glimpse of me here to the me there, and vice-versa. I look out my office door to the Me in the commode mirror, beside the picture of the younger Me in Amistad, and I can see all this.
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Fed-up, gun control, and two movies
Photo: A pile of confiscated guns in Kenya, soon to be set ablaze. From Wikipedia's "gun control" page. The caption with the photo is interesting:
"Pyre of smuggled weapons in Uhuru Gardens, Nairobi, Kenya. Original caption states, 'A cache of more than 5,000 smuggled guns ready to be set ablaze at Uhuru gardens (peace grounds) during the peace support effort between the warring countries surrunding kenya and the communities leaving on the porous boarders of Kenya. This was in an effort to bring peace and end killings in the Northern part of Kenya.'"
There's something very logical about burning confiscated guns (hopefully, with the bullets removed first). After several hundreds of years of doing this, perhaps America could finally start controlling its guns.
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It's been awhile; you know how the holidays are--busy, busy, busy. I'm still going to get to the posts about the guys in office who've said impossible-to-believe things, but, first, a few quick hits:
--I hereby serve notice that I am done with people who shout first and think second--if at all. Relative, friend, co-worker--doesn't matter. Life is too short to deal with such people. Done. I do not use to jest, as Lord Capulet said.
--Another Pawn Stars pet-peeve moment, of a person with a very valuable item who sells it to Rick for a pittance because he was too lazy and/or impatient to sell the item at an auction (and in Vegas, there are tons of auction houses): a guy had some authentic George Washington inauguration coins and buttons, appraised by an expert, valued at $12,000 to $15,000. The guy sells them to Rick for $3,000. Even if Rick is right and auction houses take half of the net worth--which I doubt; I think it's more like 15% to 20%, not 50%, and it's probably negotiable in this lousy economy--then the guy still could have gotten $6,000 to $7,500. And this guy said he didn't need the money desperately, too.
--Maybe now, after the slaughter of the innocents, we can have a bit of gun control?
--And universal health care, specifically for the unstable who need it most?
--I read an article yesterday that said that The Shining is one of Stephen King's least-read books. Hard to believe. And that he was so dissatisfied with Kubrick's movie that he wanted the 1997 tv movie to air to show Jack Toarrance's true character arc.
--I have a few hours of wet-vacuuming of my pool cover to do. There's a small pond on it.
--You hate to speak ill of the dead, or to blame the victim, but if I'm a parent of a boy with a history of personality disorders and instability, I don't own an extensive gun collection, locked up or not. I'm not being a Monday-morning quarterback here, either. This really is common sense.
--The movie An American Haunting is The Crucible meets The Exorcist. Who would've thought to put those together? Great visuals, even if they defy logic. The movie really isn't about any of those other movie's themes, of course.
--Just watched the movie Ghost Story, a 1981 film based on Peter Straub's great book. (One of the best and scariest books ever, in my humble opinion. Roger Ebert, who 99% of the time writes things I agree with, said he could barely read the book. But it's nice to know a famous reviewer reads the book before he reviews the movie.) Anyway, the movie completely ignores the fact that the woman is a Shapeshifter. In the movie, she really is just a ghost. But how to explain that the woman, before she was put in the car, had not had a pulse, yet had not been dead? And that she'd had, ummm, physical union with men seventy years after she'd been put in the car? She still looked good, too.) Didn't know ghosts could do that. And it's odd to see Fred Astaire and John Houseman in a horror movie.
--Nothing good can ever come out of what happened in Newtown, but finally the media gave us something positive about teachers.
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