Eighteen hundred and some-odd posts on this worn-out site. Sometimes, I think I've covered it all - and other times, I think I haven't covered anything at all. Or maybe it's both? So, there's that. Meanwhile, my fascination with how people connect lingers.
There's this story about the Las Vegas lunatic that shot-up a concert.
LAS VEGAS (AP) — The girlfriend of the Las Vegas gunman said Wednesday that she had no inkling of the massacre he was plotting when he sent her on a trip abroad to see her family. Marilou Danley issued the statement after returning from her native Philippines and being questioned for much of the day by FBI agents still trying to figure out what drove Stephen Paddock to open fire on 22,000 fans at a country music festival from his 32nd-floor hotel suite.
"He never said anything to me or took any action that I was aware of that I understood in any way to be a warning that something horrible like this was going to happen," Danley said in a statement read by her lawyer outside FBI headquarters in Los Angeles.
Well gee - no kidding. What is fascinating about it to me is not that she had no idea, it's that he had a girlfriend to begin with. I suppose I should be reassured, and think "Well, if a lunatic like that can have a girlfriend, then there's hope for me." But, it's really the opposite. If a lunatic like him can have a girlfriend, what's wrong with me? That's the real question.
No inkling. OK, then.
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