"You may say that you'd never lose your cool like Carol Gotbaum. You're not an alcoholic. You're not a depressive. You are supremely self-controlled. Good for you. Right now. Today." That's Judith Warner on the month's weirdest pointless death that was pointlessly and tragically concealed from her husband when he called 911. Yeah, I know, a downer. (Almost enough to make a person a reckless, depressive alcoholic! Oh wait...) Also, from the funeral: "The central teaching of both Judaism and Christianity is to love your neighbor as yourself." Aw! Remember that this weekend when you are trying not to love alcohol above all things. [NY Times]
I am so glad you posted about this, because I finished reading it about thirty seconds ago.
Warner agrees that Gotbaum should have been shown some compassion, "an arm around her shoulder", and not been treated like a criminal.
But then, she later talks about a friend who goes nutty in a parking lot, and says, boy, as a mom, you can't be too careful. You never know what state people are in, and when they might snap.
Since I'm not a mother (mothers are cited as having to be careful, but not fathers, oh no) I guess I should confront people having breakdowns in airports, parking lots, wherever, and help them. But as soon as I have a kid, I better look out for number one.
This whole thing is a tragedy, like the bicycle accident madness going on in Portland, OR right now, but Warner is a damn idiot.