Monday morning. The most hated of all mornings. This one was no different as we sleepily got dressed and ready for work, and rushed out the door. We were headed to drop off Stella at school and traffic was unusually horrid, even for a Monday. I wasn’t driving so most of my traffic words were going off silently in my head, and I could see the frustration growing on Kent’s face.
The closer we came to the overpass of the interstate we started seeing the blue lights of police cars, and of course assumed a wreck. Traffic still continued at a snails pace and we noticed everyone was exiting the interstate and coming onto the highway we were on. What the dump is going on? As we go across the overpass, I look out my window to see what is causing the hysteria only to see a body bag on the side of the interstate and no cars.
I’m trying to calmly tell Kent there’s a body and not freak out the child in the backseat. What on Earth could have happened to have a body on the side of the interstate? Instantly I’m on my phone trying to find out more information, I mean if a crazy person is dumping bodies on the side of the interstate miles from my house, I want to know. We’ve also been watching a lot of Criminal Minds lately.
I was far more disappointed in humanity to learn what happened. It was a hit and run. Someone hit a human being with a car and didn’t stop, or call for help, or do anything except leave. There are a million and one reasons why someone could have been walking there, zero reasons to show a complete and utter disregard for human life.
Let’s just say, playing devil’s advocate and all, that they thought they hit an animal. That much damage, the sound it had to make, you would have stopped and checked on everything. It’s a well-lit area directly in front of a shopping center. We’re in the South, everyone knows what a deer looks like, so unless they thought they hit Sasquatch I don’t buy it.
Hit and runs aren’t new, I know that. I’m just not accustomed to having to see a body on the side of the road with my child in the car wanting to know why there are so many cars. I shouldn’t have to explain to her about the darker sides of humanity yet. Not yet.
The disregard for human life is becoming far too common, and that’s terrifying and saddening at the same time. People don’t want to take responsibility for their actions, or they just think their actions have no consequences. Maybe they were drunk, maybe they had a warrant, maybe they were just terrified they hit a person, I don’t know. I do know there is no reason not to make a phone call for help, anonymously.
Luckily, the police do know the car they are looking for. I just want to know the reason for leaving. I’m one of those people who needs to know why. I don’t want to lose faith in humanity, but this certainly isn’t helping. When will we realize that ALL life matters?
No man chooses evil because it is evil, he only mistakes it for happiness, the good he seeks. – Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley