The police put it in writing a year in advance: he is going to kill someone. They were wrong about nothing except the date. February 23, 2026. Fairfax County, Virginia. A 41-year-old single mother is stabbed to death at a bus stop on her way home. The man arrested for it had been arrested before. More than thirty times. Read that again. Thirty. For rape. For assault. For stabbings. For drug possession. For pickpocketing. In more than a dozen of those arrests, the local prosecutor refused to prosecute. This is not speculation. The county police themselves emailed the prosecutor’s office, in writing, three separate times. Their words: “It is not a question of if, but rather when he will maliciously wound (or worse) again.” The prosecutor’s office did not move. And then he stabbed a 41-year-old single mother to death at a bus stop. This is a country where the police were begging in writing for the prosecutor to do her job, and the prosecutor would not. She should be alive. God bless every American who refuses to call this normal.