Back in late May....there was a stabbing attempt up in Waukesea, WI....with two twelve-year old girls who attempt to kill a friend of theirs. The stabbing? Nineteen wounds, and this one girl was lucky to make it away and survive.
The judge questioned the sanity of the two twelve-year-old girls. Reasoning? An imaginary fantasy game was at the heart of this episode.
This past week....two mental health doctors came back from examining both young ladies. For gal number one.....she was deemed mentally competent enough to be pushed into court and tried as an adult. There's some questions about this, and I doubt if she does more than three to five years in some youth center.
The second kid (twelve years old)? Well...this one doctor comes back and basically says that the kid thinks she's got Vulcan-mind-control. She also talks to characters out of Harry Potter books. And the kid thinks she has an ongoing relationship or friendship with some Ninja Turtles character. Nutcase? Yeah. The Doc basically said that she needed to really grow up, and needed some really heavily medication.
The parents? Teachers? Associates? They all put this kid in the normal intelligent group, and it kinda has shaken some people to consider her nuts at age twelve.
I worked with a guy years ago.....who the Air Force yanked to be an instructor at Goodfellow training school in west Texas. My associate didn't really care for the job, but they wanted NCO's with bachelor degrees....which there were very few....and he was qualified for the instructor job.
As he said.....about a year into the job, he realized that there were a fairly large crowd of immature kids coming into the Air Force and not really prepared for the real world.
One day.....he had some 19-year-old female who'd failed a module....eight weeks into the class. He had to quiz her and attempt to find a way to prepare her for the second test. So he asked her for the notes she'd taken. They were unreadable.
So he asked her if anyone else could read the notes, and she noted her other friend in the class...."Amber"....who could easily read the notes. My associate accepted this and let her return to her desk. Then he went to the roster of the class participants....no girl named "Amber". He looked at the other classes. No "Amber".
So he walked to the back of the room....where this gal sat, and asked about "Amber". She points to an empty table next to him and an empty chair. "Amber" was sitting there. My associate asked...."Right now?" Yes of course was the response.
My associate walked quickly to the commander's office.....laid out this unique situation, and the commander doubted the story. So the young gal is brought to the commander's office, and answers various questions, and then points to an empty chair in the room....where "Amber" was now sitting and indicating her friend was part of the class.
This gal had been through basic training, and had survived a security background check. No one had ever noted her issues.
The commander dragged a female NCO along with him and drove this young gal over to the base clinic. They kept her for several days....getting the same responses, and basically came to note that she was mentally perfectly ok....except for this imaginary friend. They processed the paperwork and around a month later......she was sent home.
In this case....this twelve-year-old kid in the attempted murder....is a nutcase and cannot be trusted. How many such nutcases exist in America? It's hard to say. There could be forty thousand....there could be four-hundred-thousand. Someone could walk up to you on the street....place their hand on your head, and then hint they are are doing Vulcan-mind-control over you....and then you kinda wonder if it's a joke or a nut.
Prior to the 1950s....we didn't really have science fiction or vampire-like stories. We didn't have monsters, zombies, or alien predators. Something happen over the past forty years, where society is continually being bombarded with these fake cultural derivatives. Now? There might be one percent of society that is unable to distinguish from Vulcan-mind-control and evil Republican politics. The same group has trouble telling a difference between zombies and meth-head Democrats.
I even kinda wonder if this one gal in the intelligence school had just passed the test.....she would have gone on to more modules....passed them, and graduated out. For all I know.....I might have been her first supervisor in the intelligence world, and found myself one day quizzing her over some failed project, and then she would have pointed to an empty chair and her friend "Amber". Maybe I would have acknowledge "Amber"....but then hinted that "Amber" was a Karl Rove-agent and falsely pulling her toward a fake Republican agenda. Would "Amber" had survived? It's hard to say. At some point, you wonder if reality would just set in one day, and cast the fake illusion folks adrift.
Sadly, all of the problems in the world.....and now I have to worry about fake Vulcan-mind-control idiots.....who might want to stab me while I stand in line at Piggly Wiggly and admiring the busty clerk handling merchandise.
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