Saturday, December 20, 2008

Surreal

Turns out the boy found burned in a hole in Hyannis was killed in a scheme conjured up by his 13-year-old half-brother and two other thugs.

The press reporting on this story didn't make sense from the get go. Only one report a few days later mentioned the brother missing in the context of irrelevance to concern or the dead body. The mother (who looked rather ruffian) and the well-dressed grandmother made no mention of their missing child and all reports painted the deceased as a boy as a good student whom you just couldn't help loving.

Last night, reporters mentioned it was all about ten thousand dollars the deceased had, in a sort of what a shame context and as if it were nothing to be suspicious about (especially given the father is a convicted drug felon). The kid was pimping drugs to other children, and lots of them.

The Globe article says the aunt of one of the killers helped them buy a BMW with the ten thousand dollars. Please. A kid has ten thousand in cash and you don't know what is going on?

The nutty parents went to the grave site and are building a shrine to glorify the teen who was supplying their children with drugs:
Yesterday, dozens of teens and adults made their way down the winding path off Jennifer Lane to stand around the pit where Jordan Mendes's body was found. A wooden cross signed with dozens of names had been stuck in the sandy soil at the pit's edge, like a headstone; at the opposite end, a large cross fashioned from discarded 4-by-4 beams has been erected. A dozen small bouquets of flowers lay in the hole.
This world has gone stark raving insane.

"Jordan was a great kid. He was all goofy, funny, and making jokes," said the brother, who asked that his name not be published. "He and Mykel, they went everywhere together. . . . It's just odd. If Mykel wanted something, Jordan would have bought it for him, and if Jordan didn't have the money, he would have found it somehow. It's not right."

Yeah, if his brother Mykel wanted and iPod, Jordan would go to the playground and sell 6 graders a couple of handfuls of Oxycontin. He was a great kid, always funny and goofing around. In fact, one day, he might have been the President of the United States. What a shame.

I try to steer clear of comments on boston.com and bostonherald because they're usually posted by sociopaths, but did so today. One of them mentions how the liberals will make them out to be heroes and say this all happened because they weren't getting free lunches.

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