The local and national news is full of stories about children killing and being killed. When I read stories about young teens being 
hit by a car when they’re outside walking in the wee hours of the morning or about teenagers being shot in cars or at parties on school nights between 1 am and 5 am, I shake my head and ask myself, “Where are their parents?” When I read stories about children as young as elementary school age beating or killing – with knives or guns – other people, I also shake my head and ask myself, “Where are their parents?”
The actions of Kyle Rittenhouse bring that question to my lips again. It’s the question nobody else seems to be asking. Or even care about.
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