Another senseless one
Pata, by all accounts a good guy, a nice guy, was shot and killed shortly after returning to his apartment following football practice a week-and-a-half ago.
No suspects are in custody, and police aren't revealing much about possible motives.
But the motive doesn't matter. Every time I hear about another murder that did not appear to be something done in the heat of passion, I speculate.
I have to 'cause it's the only way to make sense of what happened?
Not condoning murder or anything, but I wonder - if not revenge for someone molesting your child, or sexually assaulting other women in your life, or sudden rage over finding out your spouse is cheating - what would compel you to kill?
Money, drugs, a funny look, a scuffed shoe, a fender bender? I know those are possible. I've reported numerous stories involving killers who cited those things as reasons they committed murder.
But how bad does your life have to be to get to that point, where murder is an acceptable response to someone offending you?
My questions are rhetorical. I don't have answers.