Rusty's Pity Party
Rusty's Pity Party
Grow up and shut up: As a Houston-area resident, I was severely nauseated by Rusty Yates' ongoing self-pity party ("Tracks of His Tears," by Carlton Stowers, January 23). As his wife languishes in Harris County's substandard corrections/mental health system, he futilely attempts to convince the world he is a naïve innocent.
Time may pass, but facts do not change. Mr. Yates screwed up royally and does not deserve to walk among free people. If he did not realize the majority of people from all walks of life knew the truth, he would not have such a compelling need to be defensive.
It is difficult to believe a highly educated NASA engineer was incapable of understanding a doctor's verdict that repeated pregnancies were strongly inadvisable given Ms. Yates' previous mental history. Only somebody delighting in seeing others in extreme emotional pain would subject them to repeated pregnancies anyway, topped off with marginal to nonexistent household help.
If he is not kept off the street, who is to say Mr. Yates will not consider it his "biblical duty" to impregnate and isolate other mentally ill women with similar consequences? It's long past time for Mr. Yates to grow up and shut up.
Go East, Carlton: Interesting article about Rusty Yates and the media distortions concerning him. Ironically, your article contained a distortion of its own regarding "the support group best known for its Garden of Angels on the southern fringe of Fort Worth." I may be a transplanted Yankee who still may be geographically challenged here in Texas, but I do know that the Garden of Angels is not located on the southern fringe of Fort Worth. It is located beside Trinity Boulevard on a forlorn section of land on the southern fringe of the town of Hurst and the northern fringe of the town of Arlington. South Fort Worth is nowhere to be seen, although downtown Fort Worth can be seen from the Garden of Angels. The skyline, such as it is, is miles in the distance to the west.
Anyway, very interesting article. Thanks.
Christian fanatics: I am usually quite impressed with your cover stories and your position as the "media with guts" in our city. I was fascinated with "Crazy White Mother" (December 26) and "Dallas' Chief Problem" (January 16), but I couldn't work up the same enthusiasm for "Tracks of His Tears."
When is the simple equation finally going to become obvious--that Fundamentalist = Fanatic, and that Jerry Falwell is as dangerous as Osama bin Laden?
Andrea Yates' attempted suicide and depression might have been red flags to others, but homeschooling and biblical obsession were clues that screamed equally as loud to me. Islamic fundamentalism toppled our nation's two tallest buildings, but Christian fundamentalism, although a bit more subtle, is just as dangerous, and it appears that Rusty Yates is still addicted.
Guilty, guilty, guilty: I am a very loyal fan and reader of your paper. Which makes the subject of this letter even harder to write. Are you guys out of your mind? Why would any sensible paper run an advertisement from the supporters of Darlie Routier? Not only that, you then publish a lengthy article discussing Rusty Yates and his life since his "dangerously psychotic" wife killed every one of their children! I believe in freedom of the press, and innocent before proven guilty, but this is just too much. The proof of guilt in both situations has spoken for itself, and pleas have been heard, and they are both guilty. To have a story that sympathizes with anyone that might be considered guilty for killing a child is asinine, and I am so disappointed.
Case of parental neglect: I am also a former Winston School alum, like my sister whose letter you recently printed (Letters, January 23). I knew Doug Havard. I saw him every day in the halls. I was only two grades ahead of him, yet I knew nothing about any of this until I read the "Crazy White Mother" article by Glenna Whitley.
I couldn't help noticing in the article that the author kept making references to The Winston School. The school had nothing to do with it. The people at the school have nothing to do with it. These people only see the students for about one-fourth of a day, five days a week. This was a clear case of parental influence and neglect.
In the article it was stated that his father was barely ever home. There is also the fact that his parents apparently had no clue about their son's shady dealings. If they did know, then they should have done something to prevent it. Parents are a major influence on a young person's life and need to be there in order to provide the right kind of influence.
For a while now I have seen the commercials on TV telling parents that they have to question their kids about what is going on in their lives. That is only part of the equation. They might actually try being part of their kids' lives. I'm not saying smother them with attention, because that can cause kids to rebel even harder. I'm saying take some time out of the week and actually try to get to know your kid(s). If you don't, then you might end up with a kid that sells drugs or a kid who is dead from any number of things. Trust me, a few hours a week isn't going to kill you.
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