Dumbass locks son in car, doesn't want window broken, blames police & firemen

[kanicbird]

If she had them break the window I have no doubt her husband would beat her when she got home. Also if she spent the money on a locksmith, again she would get the 2 fisted treatment for being so careless from hubbie. She did the only thing she can to preserve her child and not be beaten again, which is to make sure her child is OK, and sneak home and get the spare key.

Since this has hit the news I’m sure she had been beaten more then once for this, and it is all the fault of the emergency workers.

(just a way I can see it spun)

[Skywatcher]

You might be on to something there.

@the 911 transcript

(bolding mine)
“She’s quite, ahh, she’s quite, ahh, she’s about to lose it and the baby is in the car and she has no way of getting to the baby,” the man said.

After telling the dispatcher the baby’s age and location, the man says the baby looked “OK” and asked the dispatcher whether she wanted to talk to the woman. He then passed the phone to Silverstein.

“If you can send the police to watch the baby, I can get in the car, in the police car, and my house is about three minutes from here,” Silverstein said. “I can go get another key.”

“No, we’re going to send the fire department. We’re not going to waste time doing that,” the dispatcher replied. “What kind of car are you in?”

Silverstein identified the silver Audi and continued talking.

“I don’t know how it’s locked,” Silverstein said. “I have no idea. I slammed it to go to the other side and all of the doors automatically locked.”

Silverstein repeated her request to get the key from her home, which is about 1.5 miles from the parking lot. “I don’t know how you are going to get into this car,” she said.

The dispatcher told Silverstein the car would be broken into. Silverstein said she didn’t want rescuers to break the window, then began to say “my husband,” but didn’t finish the sentence.

“Would you rather your child died?” the dispatcher asked.

Silverstein replied that her house is two minutes from the scene.

“Don’t be ridiculous, don’t be ridiculous ma’am,” the dispatcher said. “The fire department is going to come. They will get your child out. They’ll get your child out.”

[BiblioCat]

@Arnold Winkelried

From the original report, even without knowing that it was a hot day or that the child was unresponsive, I say that the woman was in the wrong.

If her sitatuation was not an emergency, she shouldn’t have dialed 911. She should have called a locksmith.

If you screw up and lock your kid in the car, you don’t try to save a buck by asking the police force to babysit while you catch a ride home to get your keys.

A locksmith might not have been able to come immediately. I see nothing wrong with calling 911 if you’ve locked your child in the car by accident, espcially on a hot day.
However, she’s an idiot for expecting the cops to babysit her son while someone else took her home to get the extra key.
If they arrived 20 minutes later (maybe she wasted time getting passersby to help her get in?), and traditional methods of getting the door opened hadn’t worked, and the child seemed unresponsive, the only course of action was to break the window.

[bouv]

I really don’t understand how someone could value their car over the life of their child. OK, sure, odds are the child would have been ok if she went home to get her keys, but can anyone say that for sure? No, they can’t. There’s no sure fire formula that tells you exactly how long a child locked in a car has until he dies or is seriously injured.

I know this much. If I EVER see a small child locked inside a car on a summer day, I am not fucknig waiting around. If I have a cell phone, I am dialing 911 and after I hang up, I am breaking a window (assuming I can find something to do so). If I have no cell phone, then I am breaking the window first, then try to flag someone else down to call 911. One minute can be the difference between life and death, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to have that on my concience.

If it’s your window I smash, you can sue me all you fucking want, we’ll see who the jury is sympathetic to when I tell them I was saving your child’s life. The life that I, a stranger, value more than you, the parent, apparantly.