This ignorant, crazy pig looking man, Ron Haskell, has murdered an entire family all because they wouldn't tell him where his ex-wife is. The woman he killed is the sister of his ex and was instrumental in her escape from him and his violence. He had previous charges against him for all kinds of violent shit. He killed the woman, her husband and four of their children by tying them up and shooting them in the heads, execution style. One teen girl survived by playing dead after this bastard shot her in the head and she managed to call police and warn him that he was on his way to kill her grandparents.
These poor people and their family are victims and I mean no disrespect in any way, but, I just can't keep my mind from racing with possible ways they might have saved themselves or their children. First, they knew he was dangerous and they knew there was a possibility he might come, why weren't they armed? Maybe they were, but, couldn't act fast enough. Okay. When this demented pig demanded to know the whereabouts of his ex, why didn't they tell him something besides 'we don't know'? Why? I would have told him. I'm sorry, but, I would have given him a general location and hoped I could pacify him enough to let the children go. I would have told him anything! No, I may not have given him my sister's actual adress, but, I would have gotten her on the phone. I would have given him some information even if it was bogus. Maybe they did. We don't know yet. But, honesty is NOT the best policy when dealing with lunatics with guns. 'I don't know' will never cut it. Besides, it's clear he didn't believe that answer.
All I know for sure is that when some crazy bastard points a gun at you, they plan to kill you and any attempt to get out of it is fair game. 'Specially when your children are there. This is one thing I've learned for sure from the life I've led and from growing up Guntown. If you point a gun at someone, your intent is to kill them. If they point a gun at you, their intent is to kill you. That's a fact. Now, deal. Okay? Assume you are going to die, so anything goes. I would have made shit up. I am called cold and unemotional. This is not true, but, has served me well in stressful situations. I would have hemmed and hawed around to make it convincing and then said, 'Dammit, Ron, she may be my sister, but, man, I've now learned things about her I never knew.' You know he would have stopped and demanded to know what. I would have looked at the floor and my husband and finally confessed some sin of hers, made up on the fly. "Well, son of a bitch, Ron, I know you two had your problems, but, you never cheated on her. I can't say the same about her. She never did you right, Ron, and she fooled me too. I love her, she's my sister, but, you have to understand, I never knew until yesterday the shit she pulled on you. I feel like an asshole for defending her all this time.' You can imagine the convo continuing.
I would have told him she had whatever he planned coming and offered to go with him. I would have told him I knew exactly where she was and he was obviously too stressed out to drive. Or I would have told him I didn't know the exact address, but, I could point out the house to him. 'Hell, Ron, leave the kids here, we'll tie them up and cut the phone lines and you and me will go to her house. Just don't make me watch, she is still my sister and I know you'd never really hurt her. But, I can't watch you slap her around, though I know she deserves it.' I would have offered him a drink, a seat, a chat. For fucks sake, at some point, I would have whispered that my sister and I were fighting because she figured out that I had always fancied him sexually and I'd offer to prove it. I would have given him the best blow job anyone has ever had. I would have swallowed and smiled. Anything, ANYTHING, to get the fucker away from my kids. You can call me anything you want here..I don't care.Yes, the thought of it seriously makes me want to puke, but, the thought of your children dead should help you overcome the nausea.
These poor dead people can not be blamed and maybe it will come out that they did everything they could and he still killed them. But, I am telling you, I believe I might have gotten, at least, my kids out of there alive. A small chance, but, any chance is better than nothing. I really think that a lot of normal, decent people don't survive these things because they can't possibly conceive the thought inside their normal brains that someone they know would actually murder them. They think that being truthful will somehow save them, that he will see reason. But, people who point guns at you are beyond reason at that point. Normal people also believe in the law and they think the police will protect them. Laws are fucked up and nothing is farther from the truth in situations like this.
I'm just shocked that this happened, but, not shocked at all..you know? I am totally talking BS, but, truthful BS. I also know that no one will tie me up while I'm still alive. Not without some attempt at stopping that, because once you are bound, you are as good as dead. Fake a siezure, yell 'look behind you' and tackle him, yelling at the kids to 'run'! You'll die, but, maybe the kids have a chance. I know, I know, I just keep thinking of things to try. I can't help it. That poor teen girl who survived is one of the bravest, quickest thinking people I have ever read about. She played dead while shot in the head. OMG, can you even imagine how hard that was? Not only did she witness her entire family murdered, but, somehow she managed not to let this bastard see her breathing..while wounded! Now, that, would be difficult as hell. Unimaginable. She saved herself and her grandparents and probably other people too. She is amazing.
The 'what ifs' of horror situations go through my mind every day. What if..that van I saw twice this morning is looking at my granddaughter playing in the yard? What if..that guy up the street, that everyone laughs at and loves, is not a harmless drunk? What if..there's someone hiding in my backseat? Or I forgot to lock the door? Let me check and check again. And then, check one more time. How long does it take me to get my gun and then the ammunition? Let me check and time myself. How hard would it be to break into my house? Let me try that and see. I am always looking behind me and around me. Some say this is no way to live. I say I've lived because I think this way. I know how dangerous 'ordinary' people can be. People also say I keep too short a leash on my granddaughter, that I need to give her more freedom. I say, she'll be free when she's 18. Then she can be 'free' to write a book about what a paranoid asshole her grandmother was. But, she'll be alive to type it, won't she?
PS, at this point, we don't know what, if any, drugs this pig was on. However, if it was Meth, well, they had very little chance of surviving. When people do Meth they usually can't be reasoned with in any way. They are always stronger and faster than you and they do not care about anyone. It kills emotion. It creates temporary super powers. There ARE a few things to know about Meth use that may help though. We can talk about that in comments, if you're curious.
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I hate to admit this, but I caught a glimpse of this story in a teaser for the nightly news yesterday and immediately thought, “WTF is with all these shootings? Sick bastard. I had no idea the extent of the story. I didn’t even click to read more when it came up in the headlines and wrote it off as another crazy doing crazy things. Then I read this. I don’t think I’ll ever look at another news story without humanizing it again and it is a real lesson as to how desensitized I have become. Especially because I where I live, I’ve become complacent and must have embraced the “as long as it’s not in MY backyard!” mentality. Nice wake-up call, Pat, even if this wasn’t your intention. My prayers go out to that poor girl who I think deserves to be funded through college, rewarded and provided the best counseling available. I wish I had half your balls ‘cause I don’t think I would have had the strength or wits about me to handle the situation the way you proposed. On paper, I see your way is the only way to a glimmer of surviving, but I’m wired to be a people pleaser. I’m normally complacent and only confrontational using my intellect. If a gun was put to MY head, I’d just wet myself and dissolve into a puddle of goo. This teenager (holy shit, she’s so young!) has so much moxy and resolve, she should be our future President. She’d be all, “What? You wanna start a war? Bring it, motherfucker! I’m not scared. I WAS SHOT IN THE HEAD ONCE!”.
And I would love a little tutorial about meth. Like most ignorant assholes, Breaking Bad has been my only education. Oh, and those wonderful, glorious episodes of COPS that send me shrieking with laughter and clapping my Dorito-stained hands together from the safety of my couch.
Noreen, after hearing how you handled the psycho dog story, there is no way I believe you'd be a 'puddle of goo'. You'd think on your feet, on the fly. You're braver than you think.
Meth. I've decided to do a post on meth and not use any info from any damn website. I'm going to do it from a personal perspective only. I know more about it than I have previously cared to admit because of the trolls. But, I do not use meth or condone meth and I will be willing to be drug tested anytime.
Oh and Breaking Bad? I loved that show and Walter, until the end. Some of it was fairly true to life. Some of it wasn't or only applied to the 'big dogs'. The big dogs aint who people like you have anything to worry about.
Aw, ain't you sweet? Thanks for the compliment, but I'd still feel a shitload safer with you next to me LOL.
Breaking Bad was awesome. But it's TV. And TV needs to make money. So, I'm pretty sure their version of "rough and gritty" still had lipstick put on that pig to ensure advertising dollars. And the ending? (I won't spoil it to those who are in the middle of their Netflix marathon)- don't even get me started. I'm still shrieking WTF (and not in a good way). I can't wrap my mind around one thing, and this is coming from a smoker so, what on earth would possess a person to ingest something that may contain something that you dissolve hair in a drain with? How does someone even start?
My friends used to call me 'Packin' Pat' because I refused to go Omaha without a gun in my purse. They laughed at me. They didn't laugh so much when we got in trouble in an Old Market parking lot one time. They were damn glad I was packin.
People do meth because it makes you feel super good. They continue because it's addictive.
You can't just drop the Old Market parking lot tease and not elaborate there, Annie Oakley :)
No I get that, but people know that stuff is made with everything under the kitchen sink and then some. I just can't fathom how someone makes the decision to try it. Do they put it out of their mind the composition of it? Do they look at the end product and think, well it's a crystal so it can't be that bad? I'm just lost here. I light a cigarette and justify it because mine are super skinny and low tar and menthol deliciousness and if I took a drag off a Marlboro light, I'd pass out from a head rush so surely I won't get cancer faster than someone who smokes THAT brand. See? I get false justification. My ignorance as the gazillion chemicals in my Capris is self induced, so maybe it's the same thing. And, I just answered my own stupid question.
I'd like to believe that I could talk my way through something like that, but I just don't know...my very fear of damage to my children could likely cause me to freeze with terror. I also am the person that runs a constant litany of "what-ifs" through my head...many of them morbid. The thought of being shocked by a horrible event is not appealing in the least and I feel the what-ifs help a person prepare for how they might react in a similar situation. I've often though there must be something wrong with me, that I could envision the death of a loved one, but once you've been blindsided by something, you realize it's not something you ever want happening again.
How on earth can someone point a gun at little kids? It's something I just can't wrap my mind around. To torture the parents?
Did you read where he passed out in court this morning? They caught him so he didn't hit the floor. It would have been nice had they actually let him fall, but I guess he might have sued. Who knows. . . he might have been faking it, as his attorney says he is not guilty by reason of insanity, and that they question his mental health. I think that anyone who kills people like this definitely has a screw or two loose, but why should they be let off for that? The people they kill are dead. Forever. The girl who survived is going to remember what happened to her and her family. Forever. I think guys like this need to be tried quickly, found guilty, and executed, quickly. No death row. No three hots and a cot, and maybe drugs, abusing others in prison, etc. Why should any of us have to pay to keep that monster alive?
As far as what I would have done, I don't know. I used to be a champion liar when I was a little kid, so I might have pursued telling him a big story. I might have told him all kind of things while I tried to watch for a way to get him away from the kids or alert authorities. I have also thought of the playing dead thing, but have always wondered how you can control your breathing to a convincing extent. How on earth can you do that when you are in pain, bleeding, your family is being executed around you? She was amazing. I have nothing but the utmost respect for that girl, and wish her the best life that anyone can have. Ever.
Christina
Sorry to be OT again but I'm still looking at your header. Does the varigated dogwood bloom?
Noreen, it wasn't much really. Me and two other women were coming out to the lot after a dinner and it was dark. It was a weekday, kinna deserted. As we passed a group of five young men, they hollered things they'd like to do to us. Instead of ignoring them, these bitches I was with acted like we were in our own small town and gave them shit. Little dick shit. I hissed at them to shut the fuck up, but, they continued. The men came back, blocked us and it got bad. Real bad, real fast. One dude showed a knife and demanded 'Repeat that, cunt' to my big mouthed friend and I knew we were in big trouble. They never expected me to be packing though. I pulled out my revolver and told them, hands up, NOW. I made 'em back up and keep showing me their hands until we got in the car and took off. They followed, but, we lost them right before we got on the interstate. I told those bitches I was never going to the city with them again. Idiots.
So, that's all of that. It wasn't much of anything. I did talk my way out of a hostage situation once. Now, that's a good story.
Well said! Bravo!
Angie, I don't think there's anything wrong with you. You just worry and sort of prepare for the insanity. It might save your life someday.
Christina, fuck that guy, I hope he gets burned to death in prison.
Jane, yeah, it blooms but, it's nothing special. It's the foliage that's striking.
He's not a meth head. He's just a fat bastard. Mean mutha. He was due in court on July 25th for assaulting his own mother. He duct taped her to the door handle of a car in her garage. She was bound with tape and he choked her till she passed out. She was bound for at least 4 hours. She filed charges against him the next day, he was arrested. And she got a restraining order. This just happened days before he killed the family. If a judge found that releasing any kind of man that would do that to his own mother, was justified, then this is on that judge. The fat bastard should have still been in jail. Held on attempted murder of his own mother. Monstrous charges. And I too thought of that child not moving, not jumping, every time he shot another family members, twice in the head, each. I don't know how she had the nerve to withstand that. She did lose a finger as well, which deflected the shot enough that she was not killed . She will have guilt for surviving, she saved many other family members but the guilt of being a Lone survivor is not uncommon. I worry about her. That was a beautiful family. A good family. That did good deeds for others. She will be damaged. And both sets of grandparents will want her. As, she is all they have left of that family. Imagine that. In an instant. I pictured the scenerio as this, he followed her into the house, her took hold of her. Tied her up,bound with the same duct tape, lied in wait for the family to return. As they did, he was holding the gun to her head, his hostage,they did as they were told. Which cost them their lives. They were not a confrontational family, so they didn't fight back. Being armed would have done them no good, as she was clearly at risk of being killed instantly and getting access to their guns would have been prohibited. My son has a small pistol he carries constantly, with a CC permit. It's around his ankle in a holster. He keeps a pistol next to his bed. And has many others arms. As does my husband. They must be with you to be accessed. And the cops should have blown his shit away while he sat in that car trapped like a rat. I say feed him, alive, to a pack of starving crocodiles and film it. His screams and gasping. Crying for help. Fuck him. Pussy couldn't even take his own bullet? But the child could? GD. He needs the worst punishment. Sorry to be so long winded. But this case has been haunting me. What if this, what if that? GD. And we can't change it.
Rox, long comments are welcome here, comments are the reason I blog. Of course, I agree with you. For so many years, since I became aware, I have been so sick and tired of our judicial system and the way they deal with these nuts. So many, many women and children have lost their lives in horrific ways because a judge decided to let crazy walk. A piece of paper stops nothing and no one. It is only a means of entrapment, possibly. Yes, it is on that judge's head and I hope he or she sleeps well at night. Not. When will the law learn??
Guns are NOT the bad guys here. More ppl are murdered with knives and household items. All of the mass murders taking place in China food markets and grade schools are done with knives and axes. And remember Andrea Yates killed all 5 of her kids using a tub. Can't outlaw bath tubs. I am pro gun rights. But the only guns O wants to take away are law abiding card carrying people. Criminal gun confiscation is never part of his gun laws. Let the haters hate. But when that f'r comes in MY house, he will leave in a body bag. Not me.
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