I wish we didn’t live in a world where people try to slash their mother’s throat – or any of the other heinous, violent things people do to each other. But we do. “Victoria Mendez was driving home from work around 10:30 Sunday night when she saw her estranged son standing near the corner of 50th Drive and Windrose, just down the street from her house on the northern Glendale-Phoenix border,” azfamily.com reports. “‘I rolled my passenger window down and I said, ‘Hey Hakeem [Shawky, above], what’s up? How are you doing?’ she explained. ‘And he popped his head into my window and he says, ‘I just want to give you a kiss, mama.’ . . .
Mendez said as she leaned toward her son – whom she hadn’t seen in about three months because of his drug addiction – he pulled out a box cutter.
“And then he proceeded to get into the car and started stabbing me and slashing at my throat, telling me that he was going to kill me,” Mendez said through her tears. “He grabbed within the wound itself that he had created with his bare hands and he started pulling at my esophagus.”
As Mendez fought for her life and screamed for help, she said a neighbor came to her rescue.
A Mom demanding action? Cut that out! I mean, stop that right now! No. Someone armed with a – gasp! – gun.
He (neighbor) said, ‘Stop or I’m going to shoot,'” she recalled. “He (Shawky) wouldn’t stop. He (neighbor) shot him once. It didn’t even phase him, he (Shawky) was so high on drugs. And the second shot I heard, he (Shawky) went down and I was no longer being cut.”
And her son was no more. Is the world a better place as a result? I know most of our readers would reply with an emphatic yes, but I don’t think that’s the right question to ask. I’d ask was innocent life preserved? Yes. Yes it was. With a gun. [h/t ShootingTheBull410]