I know I shouldn't look at stuff like this, because I start losing my faith in humanity and such, but sometimes I just can't help myself. Mom and prostitute Wendy Cook brought her eight-week-old son and five-year-old daughter with her to work turning tricks. She had her kids in the car with her while she smoked crack 10 or 11 times, and, well, at one point the police say she snorted cocaine off her baby's stomach while she was breastfeeding him. Clearly one of those situations when breast is not best.
And yes, it gets worse. She also had her children in the car with her while she gave guys blow jobs. Her five-year-old was awake in the backseat. Good lord.
You know, stories like this are presented to foster outrage against such abusive parenting, but you know what? My immediate and most lasting emotion is heartbreak for those kids. Clearly by the time a mom is doing coke and having sex for money with her kids in the car, she's slid past a point most of us will ever know. Man, how I feel for those poor babies.
