Gabe Newman's Blog

Imagine being angry in a moment, after the moment before you were perfectly calm.  Also, imagine this happening several times per day, for most every day you lived.  Imagine further, you took that anger and lashed out against others with violent stikes against those you ‘love’; or at least against those you love to hate... only it's not you, it's someone else.  Do you know anybody like that?

You decide to polish your car, only to run out of polish half way through, and use a different brand to finish the job.  As it turns out, one part of the car comes out shinier than the other part.  Your Grandfather, who raised you and gave you more than you deserved in material possessions, and who also beat you on a regular basis, as well as beating your Grandmother, comes home admires the job you’ve done, but then notices one side shinier than the other sending him into a violent rage directed only against you. 

After the beating, with your nose still bleeding, you tell him that one of you is going to hell tonight.  Then, you kill him in his sleep.  Afterward, you find $600 in his wallet and decide to take care of some bills that need to be paid, post disposal of the body.  You get caught.  You go to court and are given a reduced charge of voluntary manslaughter, instead of murder, and you get a five year sentence for that, but against the will of the jurors, you get a life sentence for armed robbery for taking the money out of the wallet and doing what you did.  You’ve now been in prison for ten years.  Stop imagining and now realize this is the story of Billy Crowder, a kid who got fed up, and rightfully so. 

I walked into the room with a television blaring on A&E where they were running this story that I proceeded to look up online for further details.  I urge you to do the same, and then follow the instructions at the end of the brief story listed on this website: 

http://www.billycrowder.com/