...you're not paying attention.
Found this little gem via Shakesville; it really needs to be read to be believed. I wanted to blog about it yesterday, but I was simply too pissed to think straight after reading it.
Once you read this article, you'll be pretty pissed off too.
She told the Meiers that Josh Evans was created by adults, a family on their block. These adults, she told the Meiers, were the parents of Megan's former girlfriend, the one with whom she had a falling out. These were the people who'd asked the Meiers to store their foosball table.
The single mother, for this story, requested that her name not be used. She said her daughter, who had carpooled with the family that was involved in creating the phony MySpace account, had the password to the Josh Evans account and had sent one message - the one Megan received (and later retrieved off the hard drive) the night before she took her life.
"She had been encouraged to join in the joke," the single mother said.
This "family's" name has not been released. A child is dead because of their actions and the press decides not to release these fuckholes' names.
I have only four words for this: Release the family's names.
Seriously, let these sorry pieces of fuck deal with the shit they created. Let their lives become a waking nightmare, one which they cannot escape.
It won't be much in the way of justice, but it will be a start.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
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