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Back in November we blogged about these Coventry, RI grundle maggots who were arrested for neglect in the death of their baby daughter (they got the “disease”) and then raised $5,000 for the child’s funeral via GoFundMe.
The parents of an 8-month-old Rhode Island baby are behind bars after the infant passed away from a drug overdose. Authorities noted the parents left the opioids in plain sight and easily accessible to the baby. The Washington Post reports that Coventry police received a 911 call at around 6 a.m. on Nov. 19. to a Coventry home at 40 Tillinghast Rd., about an unconscious infant. Medics also arrived at the scene and rushed the baby, Mia Dorothy Gilchrist, to a local hospital, where she was pronounced dead. A toxicology report on the baby indicated she had a large amount of opioid fentanyl in her system, although the medical examiner hasn’t yet provided the official cause of death. Authorities said they found three prescription bottles on a nightstand where the parents stored Mia’s diapers, along with a marijuana joint, beer cans, and Suboxone, a medication used for opioid addiction. They also found dog feces scattered inside the home.
Well, Mommy Jocelyn is apparently out of jail on bond after basically killing her child, and what’s the first thing she does?
Gets a memorial tattoo of course.
“Mommy loves you to the moon and back.”
Shut the fuck up. Sorry folks, I’m being angry turtle right now. This is just so enraging. No, you didn’t really love Mia. You loved the idea of Mia. You loved the idea that you were a real Mom who actually cared about her kid. But the only thing you really cared about was your filthy habit. If you were a real Mom and you really cared about your kid then you wouldn’t have had her living in a house filled with feces and open prescription bottles. You would’ve done whatever it takes to get clean, and had the baby living with a loved one or in a foster home until you were 1,000% clean. You also wouldn’t have conceived a child with someone with a cabinet full of Google trophies, for his excellence in the field of shoplifting, driving with a suspended license, obstructing police officers, domestic assault, disorderly conduct, and check fraud.
But nope, you couldn’t resist the urge to reproduce. You had to have the Facebook pictures. You had to have those likes. And that’s why you put the tattoo picture up – for the Facebook likes. Everyone knows what you did and what you were arrested for, but you’re still hungry for those likes.
You had to have all your friends commenting on what a cute baby you had. That meant more to you then providing a safe place for your child to live. You neglected the baby to the point where she died. You’re a terrible, awful, shitty human being, and you deserve to rot in prison, along with the fuckstick who buried his seed in you.
And all your enabling friends were too gutless and cowardly to call you out on it. Because we all know that anyone who publicly said something would’ve been ripped apart, like Turtleboy often is, for being “mean.” Because God forbid you slugpumps ever hear the truth once in a while. Sure, the kid might be alive if that happened, but these junkbox’s feelings would’ve been hurt. And ultimately to many people hurt feelz matter more than the life of an innocent baby.