Issue is not the crosswalk


It has gotten to the point that I can hardly bear to read the latest update on the Grossman trial . With every delay, with every passing month that goes by in which legal manipulation and obstruction takes precedence over the suffering of this family, with every motion to prolong their misery while fomenting the usual domination of power and money over the loss of human life, my heart and faith in humanity sinks a little lower.

For the defense to claim that the crosswalk itself was “unsafe,” while overlooking the speed and alcohol content of the perpetrator, Rebecca Grossman, is in itself egregious.

To insinuate that somehow these innocent children were unfortunately in the wrong place at the wrong time while enjoying a summer evening out with their family, and simultaneously excusing the 80-mph drag race in a residential neighborhood, while conveniently leaving out the details of how this drunken, cheating, entitled woman carried this poor dead child on the hood of her car is barbaric.

As always, money and power talk and defendants walk, leaving broken people in their wake.

To say I am disgusted would be a “gross” understatement.

I walk by the area where this happened every single day. This tragedy will forever and always be etched in the minds of local residents.

The issue is not the crosswalk. The issue is the woman behind the wheel, and this unfortunate family could be any of us.

Orly Frank
Westlake Village