A woman in the East Bay of Silicon Valley told her ex-husband that she would rather kill herself than let himhave the, um, honors.

Tough call.

Hospital Drops the Ball

Hospital staff responsible for evaluating the mental health of patients opted to put the woman in a cab and sent her back to the ex-husband who presumably had threatened to take her life for her.

The woman would have none of the ex-husband taking her life. Instead of giving him the satisfaction, she leaped to her death from the taxi that was taking her back to her demon.

When the news broke, Uber, no doubt, was scrambling to be sure the car wasn't one of their drivers?

Hospitals also have directives to send patients home in cabs if the patient may be a danger to themselves and others. Bartenders to this for drunks, also a danger to themselves and others.

This time, however, the danger was to the woman.

It's a pretty easy fix. If someone harms themselves or others because of a mental deficiency, lets hold the last person who was with them responsible who was not mentally deficient.

Ridding Ourselves of the Insanity Plea

"Nope! Nope! She was find when I was with her last."

"No problem. He was right as rain."

"Crazy? Who? No way. They were thinking clear as a bell ring!"

Testimonies would certainly change.

Yeah. We could apply this law to those testifying to the unsoundness of others who use the I-was-out-of-my-mind-at-the-time defense.

Same Hospital. Same Dropped Ball.

Just 3 weeks later this same hospital sent home another mentally challenged patient. That patient stabbed to death a 9-year old boy while the boy slept.

I have a similar problem to the hospital when I hit the same bad shot in golf. It's called, not learning from your mistakes.

My mistakes are only threatening to those who can't duck clubs.

This hospital needs the insanity plea. They obviously are not learning from their mistakes either. And their mistakes cost people their lives, helpless people their lives.

Family of the suicide victim back home in Bangladesh are wondering what kind of hospital would send a 60-year old woman home in the middle of the night.

I am 60-years old. If I wanted to go home at any time of the day or night, I would hope they would let me go. Age doesn't matter. I just hope they don't send me home in a taxi.

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