While the U.S. reels from the tragic shootings in Arizona last week, this week a shoeless man stole a snowplow and during his rampage through the city struck and killed a 35 year old veteran of the Toronto Police Force, who left behind a wife and a young baby to mourn his passing.
Random acts of violence such as these are not indigenous or unique to our cousins south of the border, as the following post from the PI Window on Business clearly demonstrates.
“He used to have a truck and then I only saw him on bikes. He had all kinds of ideas for that place, but all his dreams ended up failing,” said Dubosq.”
from Accused in police killing depressed: friends, CBC News January 14th, 2011
When will it end . . . this practice of people claiming depression or bipolar or whatever other ailment of the day is readily available as a means of deflecting responsibility.
Following his maniacal run at the control of a stolen snowplow in which he ran over Sergeant Ryan Russell, killing the 35 year old veteran of the Toronto Police Force who left behind a wife and young child, Richard Kachkar 44 of no fixed address was plunged (that’s right plunged) into the “irreversible darkness” of “depression and suicidal thoughts” reported the CBC’s John Lancaster because of a . . . major feud with his family.
Well now this changes everything, it all makes sense. Have a fight with your family – steal a snowplow and go on a rampage spanning several hours in which one of our heroic men in blue is murdered – that’s right murdered, because you had a fight with your family.
I get it now, instead of expressing my feelings during a recent spat with Jennifer – who is Bipolar by the way, in which we both talked through the issue, I should have looked for the nearest heavy machinery lot and went on my own rampage and tried to level a few buildings in town.
Of course Kachkar, who had recently trained to operate heavy machinery and according to Transport Training Centres of Canada president John Beadry, required a doctor to sign off before a license could be issued, stated that there was no indication he was unstable.
In fact it would appear that Kachkar, who himself is a father of an 18 year daughter, was a big dreamer who was long on fanciful feats of success versus actually rolling up his sleeves and getting in the real-world arena that is life.
I mean this is a guy who bought a building with the intention of turning it into a computer store and, almost immediately defaulted on his second mortgage payments. When the building’s owner Roger Dubosq would attempt to collect the money he was owed, Kachkar would invariably tell him that he didn’t have the money because his wife (I would imagine prefaced by the word “ex”) “took everything from him.” Ahhh, yet another cruel life circumstance conspiring against the noble entrepreneur.
Why Dubosq sold him the building in the first place I will never know – perhaps Kachkar is a smooth talking manipulator as so many narcissists are, who envision themselves to be something above the rest of us mere mortals.
I personally believe that this is the motivation behind why Kachkar did what he did. Specifically, the collision between his egotistical view of grandeur and the harsh actuality of a real world in which there are rules and responsibilities. Perhaps spending what is purported to be his first night ever in a homeless shelter was too much for the man to bear?
But to actually do what he did is beyond reasonable thought and is more indicative of a selfish act of lashing out at the world versus taking a personal inventory to see if maybe, just maybe the problems in his life may be of his own making.
Whatever the reasons, there is a young widow who has lost her life partner, and a little child who will never really know his father but through the sad and tenderhearted memories of family members.
This above all else is what both saddens and angers me, and it is about time we took a much more scrutinizing view towards the individuals who perpetrate these crimes, and then claim mental illness as a justification for their actions. After all, wasn’t it William Melchert-Dinkel who tried to use autism as an explanation for why he hunted down people in suicide chat rooms, and recognizing that they were vulnerable, try to talk them into taking their lives while convincing them to let him watch via web cam. Melchert-Dinkel’s, or the Serial Suicide Killer as I have come to call him, trial is slated to begin in April.
I guess that we can all take a little solace in the fact that insanity pleas are, as I called them in my November 18th post (Is an insanity plea the only remaining option in Serial Suicide Killer’s efforts to avoid prison?), the equivalent of the Hail Mary pass in football in that they rarely work.
In fact, according to renown criminal profiler Pat Brown who has been a frequent guest on the PI Window on Business, the ones who are truly insane usually never claim insanity as they consider the possibility of something being wrong with them as being both absurd and insulting.
Whether or not Kachkar will claim insanity is still to be seen. However, you will excuse me if I reserve my sympathy for Sergeant Russell’s family.
Do you agree with me on this point. If you do, then leave a comment on this blog expressing your thoughts.
If you don’t you are of course welcome to do the same, but I would suspect that you will find yourself in the minority.