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If you weren’t taken aback by some of the Facebook comments made by people angry with the Lawrenceburg man accused of killing an 8-month-old puppy, you certainly should have been.
Some of the comments we had in last week’s paper included calls for burning the accused, pouring acid on his face to remove his features and hanging him from a tall tree.
Emotions certainly run high when a defenseless animal is so terribly brutalized, but there is no excuse for what was written about him on Facebook, regardless of the crime he allegedly committed.
Frankly, it’s a wonder that some of those who wrote such vile things aren’t joining the accused puppy killer in court Oct. 28. It’s simply not legal to threaten people physically, nor should it be.
It’s nothing short of amazing that in today’s world of worrying over what kind of information they put online that people would expose themselves to that degree.
What’s even more amazing is the difference between how folks acted about a brutalized puppy vs. a brutalized woman.
Just hours before The Anderson News broke the puppy killer story, one of our reporters sat in the courthouse to write about and photograph the first appearance of the man accused of slashing to death his girlfriend on Bardstown Road.
Yes, the puppy was brutalized, but so was she. She was slashed multiple times, including across her throat, stuffed in trash bags and tossed into a bathroom.
Aside from her understandably upset family members, a squadron of police officers and a handful of looky-loos, the courtroom was remarkably barren.
The media, which flocked to Anderson County from other areas like buzzards to a fly-blown groundhog when they found out about the dead puppy, were nowhere to be seen in the courtroom, aside from a reporter and camera operator from Lex18.
Further, nowhere on Facebook or elsewhere did we see chat rooms or postings threatening to pour battery acid on the suspect’s face or anything else.
We’re not sure what it says about people today when they seem to care much more viscerally about the death of a dog vs. a human, but we are pretty sure we don’t like it.