Do you believe that cops are like the ones in murder mystery novels...intuitive, brilliant, able to buck their superiors, work 90 hours a week, and solve the most complicated of crimes by the last page?
You're wrong.
This is a picture of Henry Louis Granju, the oldest son of parenting guru Katie Allison Granju. If you've read a blog, or a parenting book, you may have heard of her. She lives in Tennessee, works full time, mothers a large family, writes an enormously popular blog called mamapundit and practically coined the term "attachment parenting."
An aside: My original tag for this blog was 'detachment parenting since 1999.' I thought it was kind of funny. I didn't really mean it. I, um, don't believe in co-sleeping because I actually like to sleep, but I'm attached to those little darlings to the point that I admire Katie for being able to go on living after her child left the earth.
Henry is dead.
His story is here.
Henry used drugs. He was addicted to drugs.
So he deserved to die.
Right?
If he deserved to die, than so do I, because when I became desperately ill in 2007 from fibromyalgia I asked for strong painkillers. The only difference is that I got them from licensed doctors.
At this point in my life I need drugs every day. I hope that I will heal. The day that my fibromyalgia pain is gone I will wean off drugs. I must take them because otherwise I literally cannot get out of bed.
If you are a person who believes that drugs are bad and that people abusing drugs deserve whatever they get, then you're in good company. Rush Limbaugh used to say the same thing.
So...Henry deserved whatever he got. He had it all, and threw it all away because he was in the grips of an addiction that was stronger than his willpower.
Fine.
Then the drug dealers that sold him drugs ought to be arrested, right?
Well, they haven't been.
Suspects have allegedly admitted to beating Henry with their fists and they haven't been arrested.
From Katie's blog:
We know for a fact that Henry was beaten up by three people 36 hours before he was taken to the hospital. He told everyone that the weapon was a tire iron, while the assailants admitted to the Sheriff that they did indeed assault Henry, but only used “fists wrapped in towels.” (???) We also know for a fact that the last time anyone saw Henry before he got in a van with the people in whose residence he would be found near death 15 hours later, he had none of the visible physical injuries that are described in his medical records.
So where did Henry get these physical injuries? How did he come to be so badly injured in these purely physical ways? Was it the beating we know happened in the early evening of April 25? Or did it happen during the 15 hours he was trapped, mentally incapacitated inside Y and R’s residence?
There is much more to the story and it has been painstakingly detailed by Katie Granju. I promise you that it is worth your time to read every single word.
Lose your innocence. Real cops are usually good people putting their life on the line for low pay. Do not think for a second that I am bashing cops. Au contraire, I married one, and I couldn't be prouder.
But do not expect that life goes down like a murder mystery novel either. There are problems with this case.
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