This week, the killer of Alicia Ross was found guilty of second-degree murder. Ross, 25, who was from Toronto was raped and then beaten to death by her next-door neighbour, Daniel Sylvester, 33. I remember when she disappeared two summers ago and the faces of her parents as they pleaded with someone to come forward with information. Sylvester finally mustered up enough courage to confess to the police months after he allegedly visited the place 10 times where he dumped her body, moving parts of her decomposed body to another location when he thought that the police might have found the locale.
Sylvester, while confessing to the murder, tried to plead guilty to manslaughter, only for it to be turned down by the courts. He was a pretty screwed up guy, who said in his confession that he attacked Ross when she called him a 'loser.' While anyone else would have either dismissed the insult or retorted verbally, it set him off. He said that after years of being taunted as a kid for being 'different,' plus his inability to socialize with others, he snapped.
Now maybe that is a lie, and it certainly doesn't excuse his behaviour of not only killing Ross but of also being a self-admitted peeping tom who harboured thoughts of raping girls. From news reports, though, it seems as though he had always had some mental problems, had sought some psychiatric help, but stopped. It was also insinuated in previous news reports that his mother had not been proactive in getting her son some help. From the time he was a child, he was withdrawn from other kids, never 'fit in,' never had any friends. by the time he was an adult, he rarely left his house.
You know what? I feel sorry for him. As much as there might be some people out there thinking Whaat? when they read this, I can understand - if this story is true - what he is and how he became to be a murderer, but don't get me wrong, he's guilty as hell.
Have you ever felt like you didn't belong? That despite all your efforts, you could never fit into social circles? I certainly have. I wonder how my turbulent childhood has affected me, my inability to well......do alot of things, mostly issues surrounding trust. While it didn't drive me to kill, it makes sense that if Sylvester felt that Ross, a beautiful, popular blond woman who represented everything that he could (or believed) never have, he would strike out against her.
Then there's Kenneth Eng. You know, that guy who wrote articles about why he hated Blacks...and Whites... and Asians. I wrote about this when the news first broke and one commenter gave me shit about my approach on the story. I peeped this appearance on Fox (of all places) and I didn't see a virulent racist - I saw someone who is dealing with some serious mental issues and (perhaps) feels that he is invisible, unwanted, ignored. He said something like " blacks get all the attention," which spoke volumes about him, plus his incoherent ramblings about his Sci-Fi novel. Again, I felt pity when he was arrested after threatening to kill his neighbour, thinking, is this guy ever going to get some help?
My question is, how many people are out there, just waiting to snap? Do they have friends and family who are in denial about their mental health? How many people are sitting at home alone, not knowing how to get through the day? Even though we (myself included) might laugh and sneer at such public displays of insanity, it is disturbing. I don't know if I am a total advocate in the mental health industry, but I wish some people could talk to their loved ones, and their loved ones have the patience to listen.

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You are a bigger person than
biggirlblue May 30, 2007 - 8:17pm
You are a bigger person than me. I don't feel pity at all. It is nauseating and makes me angry. It sounds like an excuse (defense) to commit violence against someone who obviously couldn't defend herself.
Regardless, this was a interesting commentary and I appreciate you sharing it.
Moe
BigGirlBlue
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