#Miah Cerrillo

[karen-anti-r-cml]

Rep. byron donalds, Florida confederate maga loyalists

"If you're going to talk about AR-15 you're talking Politics now, let's not get into Politics, alright let's not get into Emotions, because Emotions feel good, but Emotion doesn't solve problem"

If donalds doesn't want to talk about Politics he really should've stayed out of Politics

No matter how much he wants to keep Emotion out of the discussion about Gun Violence and the Guns used it's not going to happen.

People's loved ones, Their Children are Gunned Down every day in the United States and it's not just Mass Shootings

Every day more than 1 Murder is committed in the U.S., but they're spread out. Murders most of US will never hear about, only the family and friends will know.

It's not just Murders... There's the Self Inflicted

There's Wounded from both.

And

No matter how many People Die or How many are Wounded there's normally going to be People that Loved them left with Trauma and Questions.

When it is a Mass Shooting People do things the never should have to do, There's Family members who died shielding those the Love, There's people who die trying to be a hero, 1st Responders trying to save People, some who can't be saved. And then there are Mass Shooting at Schools…. Children Dying, Watching Their Friends and Their Teacher Die.

You may recall the Little Girl at Robb Elementary School in Uvalde whose Classmates Died next to her. The same Little Girl using that Classmates Blood so She Would Appear Dead.

That Little Girl, Miah Cerrillo, 11-years-old in 4th grade testified at the U.S. House Committee on Oversight and Reform Hearing that she covered herself in another student’s blood to trick the shooter into thinking she was already dead.

Testified saying “He Shot my Teacher and Told my Teacher Good Night and Shot Her in the Head, and then He Shot some of My Classmates"

This byron donalds, another Florida confederate maga loyalists has the Nerve to say "alright let's not get into Emotions, because Emotions feel good, but Emotion doesn't solve problem"

What The Hell!!!

"Emotions feel good"!!!

What part of this could possibly "Feel Good"... donalds

[insideusnet]

How the law enforcement response to the Uvalde massacre unfolded as children made chilling 911 calls from inside | CNN : Inside US

How the law enforcement response to the Uvalde massacre unfolded as children made chilling 911 calls from inside | CNN : Inside US

CNN  —  On the day of the Uvalde massacre, fourth graders Khloie Torres and Miah Cerrillo, surrounded by the bodies of classmates and their teacher at Robb Elementary School, whispered but managed to speak clearly and politely to a 911 operator. “Please hurry,” Khloie, who – along with Miah – would survive the rampage, implores the stranger on the line. Just a few feet away from the connected…

[united-news-of-america-blog]

On the day of the Uvalde massacre, fourth graders Khloie Torres and Miah Cerrillo, surrounded by the bodies of classmates and their teacher at Robb Elementary School, whispered but managed to speak clearly and politely to a 911 operator. http://dlvr.it/ScL50T www.newssyndicators.com

[liontamer1992]

You know society is messed up when a conversation in a Starwars spin off TV series is almost identical to a real even that happened a month ago.

If you don't know what I'm talking about go watch Obi-Wan Kenobi episode five and listen to the conversation between Riva and Obi-Wan.

Then go read this article.

https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.cnn.com/cnn/2022/05/27/us/robb-shooting-survivor-miah-cerrillo/index.html

Warning this is very triggering. Related gun violence is involved.

[don-lichterman]

'No place is sacred': Gun control debate rages following several weekend mass shootings

'No place is sacred': Gun control debate rages following several weekend mass shootings

… are pushing a pair of gun control measures this week that would … Source link

[bongoideas]

Texas school shooting: 11 year old girl survived by playing dead and smearing blood on herself

Texas school shooting: 11 year old girl survived by playing dead and smearing blood on herself

The family of a little girl that survived the Texas school shooting has revealed she played dead in order to survive the terrible shooting. According to relatives, 11-year-old Miah Cerrillo used the blood of other victims in the Robb Elementary School shooting in Uvalde, Texas on Tuesday, May 24 to make it convincing to the killer so she won’t be shot. “Miah got some blood and put it on herself…

[xipiti]

Miah said she was scared the gunman would come back to kill her and a few other surviving friends. So, she put her hands in her friend's blood, who laid next to her— and already looked dead—and then smeared it all over herself to appear dead.

She and a friend also managed to grab her dead teacher’s phone and call 911 for help. She says she told a dispatcher, “please send help because we’re in trouble.”

Miah says she thought she was there for three hours, but her mother then said, "sweetheart, I think it was closer to one hour but I'm sure it felt that way."

As she laid there, Miah thought the police just hadn't reached the campus, she told CNN.

She says afterwards, she overheard talk of police waiting outside the school. Recounting this during the interview, she started crying, saying she just didn’t understand why they didn’t come inside and get them.

[wren-der]

Dr. Roy Guerrero, a pediatrician in Texas, testified during Wednesday's hearing and recounted a horrifying and disturbing scene he saw at Uvalde Memorial Hospital on the day of the mass shooting.

Guerrero — who said he's lived in Uvalde his whole life and treated children in the community before the massacre — said that he "raced" to Uvalde Memorial Hospital on the day of the mass shooting.

Read his full remarks here:

"My name is Dr. Roy Guerrero. I am a board certified pediatrician and I was present at Uvalde Memorial Hospital the day of the massacre on May 24th, 2022 at Robb Elementary School. I was called here today as a witness. But I showed up because I am a doctor. Because how many years ago I swore an oath — An oath to do no harm. After witnessing first hand the carnage in my hometown of Uvalde, to stay silent would have betrayed that oath. Inaction is harm. Passivity is harm. Delay is harm. So here I am. Not to plead, not to beg or to convince you of anything. But to do my job. And hope that by doing so it inspires the members of this House to do theirs.

I have lived in Uvalde my whole life. In fact, I attended Robb Elementary School myself as a kid. As often is the case with us grown ups, we remember a lot of the good and not so much of the bad. So I don’t recall homework or spelling bees, I remember how much I loved going to school and what a joyful time it was.

Back then we were able to run between classrooms with ease to visit our friends. And I remember the way the cafeteria smelled lunchtime on Hamburger Thursdays.

It was right around lunchtime on a Tuesday that a gunman entered the school through the main door without restriction, massacred 19 students and two teachers and changed the way every student at Robb and their families will remember that school, forever. I doubt they’ll remember the smell of the cafeteria or the laughter ringing in the hallways. Instead they’ll be haunted by the memory of screams and bloodshed, panic and chaos. Police shouting, parents wailing. I know I will never forget what I saw that day.

For me, that day started like any typical Tuesday at our Pediatric clinic - moms calling for coughs, boogers, sports physicals – right before the summer rush. School was out in two days then summer camps would guarantee some grazes and ankle sprains. Injuries that could be patched up and fixed with a Mickey Mouse sticker as a reward.

Then at 12:30 business as usual stopped and with it my heart. A colleague from a San Antonio trauma center texted me a message: 'Why are the pediatric surgeons and anesthesiologists on call for a mass shooting in Uvalde?'

I raced to the hospital to find parents outside yelling children’s names in desperation and sobbing as they begged for any news related to their child. Those mother’s cries I will never get out of my head. As I entered the chaos of the ER, the first casualty I came across was Miah Cerrillo. She was sitting in the hallway. Her face was still, still clearly in shock, but her whole body was shaking from the adrenaline coursing through it. The white Lilo and Stitch shirt she wore was covered in blood and her shoulder was bleeding from a shrapnel injury.

Sweet Miah. I’ve known her my whole life. As a baby she survived major liver surgeries against all odds. And once again she’s here. As a survivor. Inspiring us with her story today and her bravery. When I saw Miah sitting there, I remembered having seen her parents outside. So after quickly examining two other patients of mine in the hallway with minor injuries, I raced outside to let them know Miah was alive. I wasn’t ready for their next urgent and desperate question: 'Where's Elena?'

Elena, is Miah’s 8-year-old sister who was also at Robb at the time of the shooting. I had heard from some nurses that there were “two dead children” who had been moved to the surgical area of the hospital. As I made my way there, I prayed that I wouldn’t find her. I didn’t find Elena, but what I did find was something no prayer will ever relieve.

Two children, whose bodies had been so pulverized by the bullets fired at them, decapitated, whose flesh had been so ripped apart, that the only clue as to their identities was the blood spattered cartoon clothes still clinging to them. Clinging for life and finding none.

I could only hope these two bodies were a tragic exception to the list of survivors. But as I waited there with my fellow Uvalde doctors, nurses, first responders and hospital staff for other casualties we hoped to save, they never arrived. All that remained was the bodies of 17 more children and the two teachers who cared for them, who dedicated their careers to nurturing and respecting the awesome potential of every single one. Just as we doctors do. I’ll tell you why I became a pediatrician. Because I knew that children were the best patients. They accept the situation as it’s explained to them. You don’t have to coax them into changing their lifestyles in order to get better or

plead them to modify their behavior as you do with adults. No matter how hard you try to help an adult, their path to healing is always determined by how willing they are to take action. Adults are stubborn. We’re resistant to change even when the change will make things better for ourselves. But especially when we think we’re immune to the fallout.

Why else would there have been such little progress made in Congress to stop gun violence?

Innocent children all over the country today are dead because laws and policy allows people to buy weapons before they’re legally even old enough to buy a pack of beer. They are dead because restrictions have been allowed to lapse. They’re dead because there are no rules about where guns are kept. Because no one is paying attention to who is buying them.

The thing I can’t figure out is whether our politicians are failing us out of stubbornness, passivity or both. I said before that as grown ups we have a convenient habit of remembering the good and forgetting the bad. Never more so than when it comes to our guns. Once the blood is rinsed away from the bodies of our loved ones, and scrubbed off the floors or the schools and supermarkets and churches, the carnage from each scene is erased from our collective conscience and we return once again to nostalgia.

To the rose tinted view of our second amendment as a perfect instrument of American life, no matter how many lives are lost. I chose to be a pediatrician. I chose to take care of children. Keeping them safe from preventable diseases I can do. Keeping them safe from bacteria and brittle bones I can do. But making sure our children are safe from guns, that’s the job of our politicians and leaders. In this case, you are the doctors and our country is the patient. We are lying on the operating table, riddled with bullets like the children of Robb Elementary and so many other schools. We are bleeding out and you are not there.

My oath as a doctor means that I signed up to save lives. I do my job. And I guess it turns out that I am here to plead. To beg. To please, please do yours."

[supernaturalkickparty]

My heart fucking hurts😭😭😭😭

[obeymebutnotlikethat]

The children’s bodies were “pulverized,” “decapitated” and “ripped apart.”

Cerrillo added that she did not feel safe in school and did not “want it to happen again.” Her pediatrician, Dr. Roy Guerrero, asked her questions off-camera, including if she thought a shooting like this will happen again and Cerrillo affirmatively nodded.

Cerrillo was calm and quiet. She didn’t cry. But some of the adults from Uvalde who testified wept before the committee, including her father, Miguel Cerrillo, who traveled to Washington to testify in person.

“I come because I could have lost my baby girl, but she’s not the same baby girl I used to play with,” he said, adding that “schools are not safe anymore.”

Miah is a brave girl and it is heartbreaking that she had to go through that.

As for the children who lost their lives we are finally being told how gruesome these shootings are.

But [Guerrero] also described his encounter with the bodies of two deceased children that arrived at his hospital.

The children’s bodies were “pulverized,” “decapitated” and “ripped apart.” The bullets did so much damage to their bodies that the “only clue as to their identities was a blood-splattered cartoon clothes still clinging to them, clinging for life and finding none.”

These are children and its so fucking heartbreaking. Its not ok.

[x-ladydisdain-x]

Miah is an eleven year old whose classroom was one of the main rooms targeted in the Texas school shooting. You can read a report of everything that she went through here. Her family started a go fund me to help pay for her therapy, donate if you can

[atmedicine]

"My name is Doctor Roy Guerrero. I am a board certified Pediatrician and I was present at Uvalde Memorial Hospital the day of the massacre on May 24th, 2022 at Robb Elementary school."

"My name is Doctor Roy Guerrero. I am a board certified Pediatrician and I was present at Uvalde Memorial Hospital the day of the massacre on May 24th, 2022 at Robb Elementary school.

I was called here today as a witness. But I showed up because I am a doctor. Because HOW MANY years ago I swore an oath. An oath to do no harm. After witnessing first hand the carnage in my hometown of Uvalde, to stay silent would have betrayed that oath. Inaction is harm. Passivity is harm. Delay is harm.

So here I am.

Not to plead, or to beg or to convince you of anything. But to do my job. And hope that by doing so it inspires the members of this house to do theirs.

I have lived in Uvalde my whole life. In fact I attended Robb Elementary school myself as a kid. As is often the case with us grown ups we remember a lot of the good and not so much of the bad. So I don’t recall homework or spelling bees, I remember how much I loved going to school, and what a joyful time it was. Back then we were able to run between classrooms with ease yo visit our friends. And I remember the way the cafeteria smelled on Hamburger Thursdays. I guess those burgers must have been good because I can still smell them today as if they’re cooking in my own kitchen. And maybe they still are - it’s been a while since I visited Robb.

It was right around lunchtime on a Tuesday that a gunman entered the school through the main door without restriction, massacred 19 students and 2 teachers and changed the way every student at Robb and their families will remember that school, forever. I doubt they’ll remember the smell of the cafeteria or the laughter ringing in the hallways. Instead they’ll be haunted by the memory of screams and bloodshed, panic and chaos. Police shouting, parents wailing. I know I will never forget what I saw that day.

For me the day started like any typical Tuesday at our Pediatric clinic - moms calling for coughs, boogers and sports physicals before the summer rush. School was out in two days then summer camps would guarantee some grazes and ankle sprains. Injuries that could be patched up and fixed with a Mickey mouse sticker as a reward.

Then at 12.30 business as usual stopped and with it my heart. A colleague from a San Antonio trauma center texted me a message: ” Why are the pediatric surgeons and anesthesiologists on call for a mass shooting in Uvalde?”

I raced to the hospital to find parents outside yelling children’s names in desperation and sobbing as they begged for any news related to their child. Those mother’s cries I will never get out of my head.

As I entered the chaos of the ER the first casualty I came across was Miah Cerrillo. She was sitting in the hallway. Her face was still, she was clearly in shock, but her whole body was shaking from the adrenaline coursing through it. The white Lilo and Stitch shirt she wore was covered in blood and her shoulder was bleeding from a shrapnel injury. Sweet Miah. I’ve known her her whole life. As a baby she survived major liver surgeries against all odds. And once again she’s here. As a survivor. Inspiring us with her bravery in telling her story. Thank you Miah.

When I saw Miah sitting there I remembered having seen her parents outside. So after quickly examining two other patients of mine also in the hallway with minor injuries, I raced outside to let them know Miah was alive. I wasn’t ready for their next urgent and desperate question: “ Where's Elena” ??! Elena, is Miah’s 8 year old sister who was also at Robb at the time of the shooting. I had heard from some nurses that there were “two dead children” who had been moved to the surgical area of the hospital. As I made my way there I prayed I wouldn’t find her. I didn’t find Elena, but what I did find was something no prayer will ever relieve…

Two children, whose bodies had been so pulverized by the bullets fired at them, over and over again, whose flesh had been so ripped apart, that the only clue as to their identities were the blood spattered cartoon clothes still clinging to them. Clinging for life and finding none. I could only hope these two bodies were the tragic exception to the list of survivors. But as I waited there with my fellow Uvalde doctors, nurses, first responders and hospital staff for the other casualties we hoped to save, they NEVER arrived. All that remained was the bodies of 17 more children and the two teachers who cared so much for them, who dedicated their careers to nurturing and respecting the awesome potential of every single one.

BREATHE. PAUSE.

I’ll tell you why I became a Pediatrician. Because I knew that children were the best patients. I wanted to be able to treat people who would deal only in facts. I love that with my job, a child who comes in is typically better in a few days. Their bodies are flexible but most importantly their minds are open. They accept the situation as it’s explained to them, they follow the treatment and in most cases they learn from the experience. Whether it's wearing their seatbelt or what to do next time they feel they have a fever. You don’t have to coax them into changing their lifestyles in order to get better or plead with them to modify their behavior as you do with adults. No matter how hard you try to help an adult, their path to healing is always determined by how willing they are to take action. Adults are stubborn. We’re resistant to change even when the change will make things better for ourselves. But especially when we think we’re immune to the fallout.

Why else would there have been such little progress made in Congress to stop gun violence? Innocent children all over the country today are dead because laws and policy allows people to buy weapons BEFORE they’re legally even old enough to buy a pack of beer. They are dead because restrictions have been allowed to lapse. They’re dead because there are no rules about where guns are kept. Because no one is paying attention to who is buying them.

The thing I can’t figure out is whether our politicians are failing us out of stubbornness or passivity or both. I said before that as grown ups we have a convenient habit of remembering the good and forgetting the bad. Nevermore so than when it comes to our guns. Once the blood is rinsed away from the bodies of our loved ones, and scrubbed off the floors or the schools and supermarkets and churches, the carnage from each scene is erased from our collective conscience and we return once again to nostalgia. To the rose tinted view of our second amendment as a perfect instrument of American life, no matter how many lives are lost.

I chose to be a pediatrician. I chose to take care of children. Keeping them safe from preventable diseases I can do. Keeping them safe from bacteria and brittle bones I can do. But making sure our children are safe from guns, that’s the job of our politicians and leaders. In this case, you are the doctors and our country is the patient. We are lying on the operating table, riddled with bullets like the children of Robb Elementary and so many other schools. We are bleeding out and you are not there. You are sitting in your office filling out the paperwork so you can get paid. My oath as a doctor means that I signed up to save lives. I do my job. I guess it turns out that I am here to plead. To beg. To please, please do yours."

[moonlitfirefly]

Uvalde pediatrician testified today.

"My name is Dr. Roy Guerrero. I am a board certified pediatrician and I was present at Uvalde Memorial Hospital the day of the massacre on May 24th, 2022 at Robb Elementary School. I was called here today as a witness. But I showed up because I am a doctor. Because how many years ago I swore an oath — An oath to do no harm.

After witnessing first hand the carnage in my hometown of Uvalde, to stay silent would have betrayed that oath. Inaction is harm. Passivity is harm. Delay is harm. So here I am. Not to plead, not to beg or to convince you of anything. But to do my job. And hope that by doing so it inspires the members of this House to do theirs.

I have lived in Uvalde my whole life. In fact, I attended Robb Elementary School myself as a kid. As often is the case with us grown ups, we remember a lot of the good and not so much of the bad. So I don’t recall homework or spelling bees, I remember how much I loved going to school and what a joyful time it was.

Back then we were able to run between classrooms with ease to visit our friends. And I remember the way the cafeteria smelled lunchtime on Hamburger Thursdays.

It was right around lunchtime on a Tuesday that a gunman entered the school through the main door without restriction, massacred 19 students and two teachers and changed the way every student at Robb and their families will remember that school, forever.

I doubt they’ll remember the smell of the cafeteria or the laughter ringing in the hallways. Instead they’ll be haunted by the memory of screams and bloodshed, panic and chaos. Police shouting, parents wailing. I know I will never forget what I saw that day.

For me, that day started like any typical Tuesday at our Pediatric clinic - moms calling for coughs, boogers, sports physicals – right before the summer rush. School was out in two days then summer camps would guarantee some grazes and ankle sprains. Injuries that could be patched up and fixed with a Mickey Mouse sticker as a reward.

Then at 12:30 business as usual stopped and with it my heart. A colleague from a San Antonio trauma center texted me a message: 'Why are the pediatric surgeons and anesthesiologists on call for a mass shooting in Uvalde?'

I raced to the hospital to find parents outside yelling children’s names in desperation and sobbing as they begged for any news related to their child. Those mother’s cries I will never get out of my head.

As I entered the chaos of the ER, the first casualty I came across was Miah Cerrillo. She was sitting in the hallway. Her face was still, still clearly in shock, but her whole body was shaking from the adrenaline coursing through it. The white Lilo and Stitch shirt she wore was covered in blood and her shoulder was bleeding from a shrapnel injury.

Sweet Miah. I’ve known her my whole life. As a baby she survived major liver surgeries against all odds. And once again she’s here. As a survivor. Inspiring us with her story today and her bravery.

When I saw Miah sitting there, I remembered having seen her parents outside. So after quickly examining two other patients of mine in the hallway with minor injuries, I raced outside to let them know Miah was alive. I wasn’t ready for their next urgent and desperate question: 'Where's Elena?'

Elena, is Miah’s 8-year-old sister who was also at Robb at the time of the shooting. I had heard from some nurses that there were “two dead children” who had been moved to the surgical area of the hospital. As I made my way there, I prayed that I wouldn’t find her.

I didn’t find Elena, but what I did find was something no prayer will ever relieve.

Two children, whose bodies had been so pulverized by the bullets fired at them, decapitated, whose flesh had been so ripped apart, that the only clue as to their identities was the blood spattered cartoon clothes still clinging to them. Clinging for life and finding none.

I could only hope these two bodies were a tragic exception to the list of survivors. But as I waited there with my fellow Uvalde doctors, nurses, first responders and hospital staff for other casualties we hoped to save, they never arrived. All that remained was the bodies of 17 more children and the two teachers who cared for them, who dedicated their careers to nurturing and respecting the awesome potential of every single one. Just as we doctors do.

I’ll tell you why I became a pediatrician. Because I knew that children were the best patients. They accept the situation as it’s explained to them. You don’t have to coax them into changing their lifestyles in order to get better or plead them to modify their behavior as you do with adults.

No matter how hard you try to help an adult, their path to healing is always determined by how willing they are to take action. Adults are stubborn. We’re resistant to change even when the change will make things better for ourselves. But especially when we think we’re immune to the fallout.

Why else would there have been such little progress made in Congress to stop gun violence?

Innocent children all over the country today are dead because laws and policy allows people to buy weapons before they’re legally even old enough to buy a pack of beer. They are dead because restrictions have been allowed to lapse. They’re dead because there are no rules about where guns are kept. Because no one is paying attention to who is buying them.

The thing I can’t figure out is whether our politicians are failing us out of stubbornness, passivity or both.

I said before that as grown ups we have a convenient habit of remembering the good and forgetting the bad. Never more so than when it comes to our guns. Once the blood is rinsed away from the bodies of our loved ones, and scrubbed off the floors or the schools and supermarkets and churches, the carnage from each scene is erased from our collective conscience and we return once again to nostalgia.

To the rose tinted view of our second amendment as a perfect instrument of American life, no matter how many lives are lost.

I chose to be a pediatrician. I chose to take care of children. Keeping them safe from preventable diseases I can do. Keeping them safe from bacteria and brittle bones I can do. But making sure our children are safe from guns, that’s the job of our politicians and leaders.

In this case, you are the doctors and our country is the patient. We are lying on the operating table, riddled with bullets like the children of Robb Elementary and so many other schools. We are bleeding out and you are not there.

My oath as a doctor means that I signed up to save lives. I do my job. And I guess it turns out that I am here to plead. To beg. To please, please do yours."

[sleepysera]

6.8.22 Headlines

WORLD NEWS

Somalia: Hundreds die in famine (AP)

“Deaths have begun in the region’s most parched drought in four decades. Previously unreported data shared with The Associated Press show at least 448 deaths this year at malnutrition treatment centers in Somalia alone. Authorities in Somalia, Ethiopia and Kenya are now shifting to the grim task of trying to prevent famine.”

Iran: Train derailment kills at least 21, injures 87 (AP)

“A passenger train traveling through eastern Iran struck an excavator and nearly half its cars derailed before dawn on Wednesday, killing at least 21 people and injuring 87, officials said. The derailment near the desert city of Tabas was the latest disaster to strike the Islamic Republic in recent weeks as Tehran struggles under U.S. sanctions and any return to its nuclear deal with world powers remains in doubt.”

Germany: 1 dead, others hurt as car drives into pedestrians in Berlin (BBC)

“A woman has been killed and other people badly injured after a car drove into a crowd on a busy Berlin street. Police say the driver, a 29-year-old man, was detained by passers-by and arrested at the scene. Emergency officials said it was unclear whether the incident, which happened shortly before 10:30 local time (08:30 GMT), was intentional or an accident. The incident took place in the heart of western Berlin, on one of its busiest shopping streets.”

US NEWS

Uvalde Mass Shooting: Survivor, 11, testifies before US lawmakers (BBC)

“A fourth grade student who survived the Uvalde shooting by covering herself in a classmate's blood said she doesn't feel safe at school after the massacre. Speaking in a pre-recorded message to US lawmakers, Miah Cerrillo, 11, said that she fears that a similar shooting may happen again. The Texas shooting has led to renewed US national debate about gun regulations. But efforts to advance national gun-control regulations have often stalled. The school shooting claimed the lives of 21 people, including 19 young children.”

Nassar: Simone Biles, other women seek $1B+ from FBI (AP)

“Olympic gold medalist Simone Biles and dozens of other women who say they were sexually assaulted by Larry Nassar are seeking more than $1 billion from the FBI for failing to stop the sports doctor when the agency first received allegations against him, lawyers said Wednesday. There’s no dispute that FBI agents in 2015 knew that Nassar was accused of assaulting gymnasts, but they failed to act, leaving him free to continue to target young women and girls for more than a year. He pleaded guilty in 2017 and is serving decades in prison.”

Qatar: FBI seizes retired general’s data related to Qatar lobbying (AP)

“The FBI has seized the electronic data of a retired four-star general who authorities say made false statements and withheld “incriminating” documents about his role in an illegal foreign lobbying campaign on behalf of the wealthy Persian Gulf nation of Qatar. New federal court filings obtained Tuesday outlined a potential criminal case against former Marine Gen. John R. Allen, who led U.S. and NATO forces in Afghanistan before being tapped in 2017 to lead the influential Brookings Institution think tank.”