Baby Dies in Bucket of Mother's Vomit

What a delightful thing to read on a fall Saturday morning:

A baby died after rolling off a bed and falling into a bucket of her teenage mother's vomit at a homeless shelter, police said. The mother, Savarin DeJesus, 18, was charged with criminally negligent homicide and endangering the welfare of a child, and could get five years behind bars. The young woman trembled and wept as she faced a judge Friday. "I loved my baby. I want you to know that," she said. Authorities said DeJesus spent the evening of Sept. 15 downing gin and smoking cigarettes and then returned before dawn to the shelter where she lived with the 4-month old girl, Niah. DeJesus threw up into a bucket of cleaning solution next to her bed, then passed out on the bed, clutching Niah's legs, authorities said. When she awoke about 10 hours later, she found the baby with her head in the bucket, which contained about six inches of liquid, according to court papers. The cause of death was either asphyxiation or drowning, the medical examiner's office said.
DeJesus "loved her baby and would never hurt her," said her lawyer, Kenneth Gilbert.
The city's Department of Homeless Services said it was trying to determine if the East Harlem shelter had a crib.

Yeah, yeah, being homeless is hard and it's not fun and all of that other standard shit. So where was the baby while Mom was out getting tanked? Who was watching the baby then? Anyone?

And when she got back, what shelter representative assigned someone to take care of the child because the mother clearly was too intoxicated to do anything but pass out? Did Mom even attempt to find someone to look after her and the child?

Yes, these are the questions for the authorities to answer, and Mom probably will get off with a light punishment of community service and alcohol treatment, etc. She professes how she loved her baby, but her actions belie that load of crap. If she loved her baby, she'd have been back at the shelter with the child, making sure she was doing everything in her power to keep the child safe and healthy. If she really loved her child, she'd have a goddamn job so she could work toward getting out of the shelter to ensure a decent future for the baby she says she loved so much. But no, getting smashed was more important.

When I become Philosopher-King, I will have a way of dealing with this: the courts will do their thing and she will get what punishment she gets, no interference from me. But after that's all through, when it's determined for sure that she is at fault in the child's death, my Solomonic decision will be immediate surgical removal of her ability to conceive a child, and a lifetime ban on any form of caring for or serving as a caregiver for a child. She has demonstrated, as a legal adult, that she has no concept whatsoever what it means to be responsible for the health, welfare, and life of a child, so her opportunity to enjoy this trust will be immediately and irrevocably revoked. If this is how she treats children, then her performance here stands as her public statement of her capability and will. Yes, everyoen makes mistakes, but this was not a mistake, this was a death caused by willful ommission, and she's used up her grace period. She will never, ever again have the responsibility to care for, conceive, or be the parent of any child, anywhere.

That's what she deserves, in addition to any emotional pain this worthless, selfish idiot may or may not suffer.