Albin Sadar writes for the American Thinker about the Charlotte public transportation murder.
The biggest emotion that we should feel about the senseless and needless tragedy on the light-rail train in Charlotte, North Carolina—after the outrage has faded just a bit—is incredible sadness.
How can it be that in a nation that calls itself “The Land of Free and the Home of the Brave,” which welcomes immigrants looking for a better life—how can that nation produce such a monstrous occurrence that transpired in Charlotte?
If any video personifies the phrase, “a lamb to the slaughter,” the video from that horrific event—ubiquitous on the internet—is it.
This innocent young woman, Iryna Zarutska, was just coming home from a low-paying restaurant job at a pizzeria, minding her own business, and ready for a peaceful evening at home. But evil struck.
Perhaps the saddest thing of all is that she lived for some moments after the attack—and in her last moments, she cried. She died crying among strangers who seemingly had little, if any, compassion for this innocent, precious soul.
There were riders who were free to be brave, to offer help immediately, but they chose to let their moment pass them by. In the shadow of 9/11, the ceremonies and the remembrances, you would think that Americans would have learned lessons of taking a stand for righteousness.
This tragedy may have happened suddenly, but it wasn’t confusing as to what had just happened. What happened was right in front of the faces of several people in the car. What happened was obvious. …
… Journalists failed initially to report on this outrageous tragedy, and when they did have the opportunity, they blamed those who, they say, blew the event out of proportion. A scene like this only happens in horror movies; however, when it happens in real life, are we advised to, what, look the other way?
