In these litigious times, when lawsuits are filed at the drop of a hat, it's nice to know that sometimes even the drop of a head need not be met with screams for heads to roll.

Take the case of 23-year-old Frankie Brohm. Last Saturday, after an evening of drinking and merrymaking, Brohm hopped into a car driven by his also drunk friend John Hutcherson. In a fit of glee or nausea, Brohm stuck his head out the window. Hutcherson swerved off the road, and Brohm was decapitated by a telephone pole support wire. Hutcherson, not realizing what happened, drove home. I imagine Steve Winwood's "The Finer Things" was cranking on the stereo the whole time. After arriving home, Hutcherson parked the car and fell asleep. When a body was found in the passenger seat of the car parked in his driveway and the matching head by the side of the road, Hutcherson was arrested and charged with vehicular homicide.

But instead of suing or screaming for vengeance, Brohm's family pled with police and prosecutors to let Hutcherson go. They see it as a horrible accident, and hope that Brohm is released so he may "receive whatever treatment is necessary [to] put his life back together." I tip my hat to them. Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord, just as is Frankie head.

The real story here, though, is Hutcherson's hair. It looks as though he narrowly avoided a decapitation himself, coming away unscathed, save a missing patch.

Analogcabin @ 3:06 PM
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