If we who walk this planet today are the sum total of
everyone who has gone before us and if the death of but one person diminishes
us all in some way as John Donne suggested it does, I confess to drawing a
blank on what I’m supposed to conclude from the so-called life (so far) of Thomas Gilbert, Jr.
Recognizing the presumption of innocence, it’s hard to
not notice the assumption of arrogance and entitlement in a sad and sickening
story of patricide. When children are small, they throw themselves on the floor
in an emotional outburst about an allowance.
I’m not sure where in the pantheon
of abject self-absorption to place action such as premeditated murder, if that is indeed what
this proves to be, by someone who is chronologically an adult, albeit
emotionally and ethically stunted though I hope our justice system will sort it out right quick.
The rich, suggested F. Scott Fitzgerald, are not like you
and me. To which I can only reply with thank goodness. I’m starting to understand why some animals eat their
young.
-bill kenny
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