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In the News...

So...this story popped up back in January about a then-18-year-old student at Drexel University in Philadelphia who was suspected of killing her newborn child, and placing the body of her baby boy in the trunk of her car. Yesterday, the girl was arraigned, after a coroner determined that the boy was indeed born alive, and lived for about 2 minutes before dying of asphyxiation.

The suspicion now, as I understand it, is that the girl's mother may have assisted her in...ending the baby's short life. And not knowing what to do at that point, contacted her daughter's father, who then contacted a lawyer.

Which brings us to now: the girl is facing a whole litany of charges in relation to the death of her son, and I suspect her mother will be facing some charges as well. Situations like this always drive me crazy - how do people this sick, and this twisted get to snuff out the life of their child, or throw their baby into a dumpster? Especially when there are families out there who can't have a child, or who lose a child through no fault of their own? How many times does a news anchor need to remind us that Pennsylvania, Delaware, and New Jersey (among other states) ALL have a Safe Haven law - if you don't want your baby, take it to a hospital, police station, or firehouse inside it's first 28 days of life, and you can leave your child with no questions asked and walk away. If you're too screwed up to raise the child you brought into the world through your own irresponsibility, then at least be responsible enough to give that child to someone who WILL care for it. You know, instead of suffocating your baby, and throwing them in the back of your VW bug.

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