‘He doesn’t value our lives’: Mom hits out at woke DA George Gascon after driver, 16, who mowed down her and her baby in a stolen car was handed just FIVE MONTHS in a juvenile probation camp – and his office said it was an ‘appropriate’ sentence
A young mother who was mown down with her eight-month-old son in Los Angeles by a 16-year-old driving a stolen car has told of her anger at the teenager being sentenced to five months at a probationary camp.
She accused the controversial Los Angeles district attorney, George Gascon, of ‘prioritizing the livelihood of rotten monsters’ with his lenient sentencing, and added: ‘George Gascon doesn’t value my life or the life of my child, or any other victim out there.’
The woman, known only as Rachel, was pushing her son Charlie in a stroller through the Venice neighborhood on August 6 when the car came careering towards her.
She tried to get out of the way in the narrow alley, but the car veered towards her and smashed into her and the stroller, throwing her over the top of the car and crashing into the baby.
The woman, known as Rachel, can be seen to the right of the image, walking towards the black car
The 16-year-old driver swerves and crashes into Rachel, who desperately tries to lift the stroller containing Charlie out of the way
Rachel is flung over the top of the car, and the stroller to the side
She is thrown to the ground, and the 16-year-old drives off
Horrified onlookers run toward Rachel and the stroller, after the shocking crash
Rachel leaps up and darts towards the stroller to check on eight-month-old Charlie
The car was only stopped when the driver of a pickup truck rammed into him
As horrified onlookers ran to help, the driver sped off – only stopped when a pickup truck blocked his path.
On Thursday, it was decided that the teenager – known only as KB – will serve his sentence at a ‘juvenile probation camp,’ rather than in juvenile detention.
Rachel, in her victim impact statement, told of the devastating impact of the teenager’s actions – who had drugs in his system at the time, but was not drunk.
‘I thought those were the last moments of our lives; we were dead,’ she wrote.
‘That feeling, along with the memory of a car accelerating directly into us, will haunt me forever.’
She described in vivid detail the horrific moment he surged towards her and her baby.
‘As the car approached me and my child, I stopped walking and moved the stroller and myself up against a building on the right side of the road to ensure that we gave the reckless driver plenty of room to pass,’ Rachel said.
‘As the car got dangerously close to us, KB turned the wheels in our direction and accelerated as he aimed to kill us.’
She said she was terrified until he was caught, seven months later, and said she continues to live in fear.
‘I was also told that his record would be wiped clean when he turns 18,’ she continued.
‘How on earth can that be? He tried to murder two innocent pedestrians. Murder. And we have video evidence. My child would be dead if I hadn’t been there to protect him.’
Gascon’s office said the youth camp sentence was ‘an appropriate resolution.’
His office told Fox News on Friday: ‘Fortunately, the baby was uninjured, and the mother received a laceration to her elbow.
‘The Sheriff’s Department agreed with the felony charges that were filed.
‘At arraignment, the minor admitted two felony counts of assault by means of force likely to produce great bodily injury and one felony count of hit-and-run.
‘The Probation Department recommended, and the court sentenced the minor to a youth camp for five to seven months, an appropriate resolution.’
They said that juvenile justice was intended to ‘rehabilitate young people’.
‘In this case, this teen will be held accountable for his actions and receive the needed services to foster positive development to keep him from committing future offenses,’ the office added.
Rachel was devastated by the sentencing from George Gascon (pictured), the LA district attorney
Yet Rachel remained furious.
‘I have never been more surprised or disappointed, and, in fact, I have never felt so victimized as I have by the system and current policies of LA’s DA, George Gascon,’ Rachel wrote.
‘My heart breaks when I think about all of the other victims out there, less fortunate than me, whose murderers are getting lenient sentences and being released from prison before their sentences are complete.’
She added: ‘George Gascon doesn’t value my life or the life of my child, or any other victim out there and would rather reward the monsters like KB by demonstrating to them that their actions have no consequences.
‘DA Gascon is telling him and every other thug in LA County that it doesn’t matter if you try to murder people.
‘Why are Gascon’s policies prioritizing the livelihood of rotten monsters when my child, my baby, who is incapable of protecting himself, is left to fend for himself, and is essentially being told his life doesn’t matter?’
Gascon, 68, was elected in November 2020, but has proved deeply unpopular for his progressive policies that critics say are soft on crime.
A recall petition has so far received more than 500,000 signatures, organizers say. It needs 700,000, to pass the 10 percent threshold to be on the ballot.
Rachel’s statement in full
‘The following is my record of the Hit & Run/Attempted Murder by KB:
August 6, 2021 is a day I will never forget. August 6, 2021 is the day KB tried to murder me and my 8-month-old baby. We were out for a walk, my baby was in his stroller. It was 8:40am on a clear day with blue skies, beautiful and warm. I noticed a black car speeding towards us going the wrong direction down the one-way street we were walking. The car was driving very fast in a 15 MPH zone. The street is more-or-less an alley that is intended for vehicles accessing their homes. It is a residential street, not a thoroughfare, and has no sidewalks. For reference, the street gets more pedestrian usage than it does vehicle usage. All day long you can see mothers, fathers and nannies pushing babies in strollers and walking dogs down this particular street.
As the car approached me and my child, I stopped walking and moved the stroller and myself up against a building on the right side of the road to ensure that we gave the reckless driver plenty of room to pass. As the car got dangerously close to us, KB turned the wheels in our direction and accelerated as he aimed to kill us. I screamed at the top of my lungs for him to stop. I made eye contact with KB, whose face had no look of fear, surprise, or regret. He stared right at me with a look of intention.
There was nowhere for me and my baby to go and I knew we were going to get plowed and pinned against that wall. In the last moment to try to save my child, I stepped away from the wall and directly in front of the car to create space for me to throw the stroller up into the air in an effort to prevent my child from being killed by the nose of the car. I have fragments of memories: of watching the car hit us, me hitting the windshield with my body and head, hitting the ground. I saw a tire as I fell to the ground and thought my head was going to get run over, that my life was over. I assumed my baby was already dead.
People who witnessed the incident use the term ‘miracle’ and ‘act of God’ when they describe what happened and how we survived. We are indeed very fortunate to be alive but make no mistake; my son would be dead if it wasn’t for my actions in those last moments. Had I not thrown my child into the air and instead had left him on the ground in his stroller, KB would have succeeded in killing my baby by driving the nose of his stollen car right into my child’s face.
In my victim’s statement to Police Officer Kwan, I told him that certainly the driver must have been high on drugs. He looked me stone cold in the eyes. I could see the whites of his eyes. ‘Certainly,’ I thought, ‘nobody would purposely drive into a mother and baby.’I later learned that even though he did test positive for two drugs being in his system, they were likely only remnants of what he had taken the night before due to the trace amounts. KB was, in fact, NOT high when he drove into us. He was not drunk. He tried to kill us for sport.
There are no words to describe the feeling of helplessness, worry, and devastation that I felt when I realized my baby was going to get hit by the car and there was nothing I could do to save him. I thought those were the last moments of our lives; we were dead. That feeling, along with the memory of a car accelerating directly into us, will haunt me forever. After we were hit, I looked up and saw KB speeding away. He only slowed when he saw an oncoming vehicle driving the correct direction down the one-way street, tried to swerve around them, and in doing so, crashed into a telephone pole. He did not stop or slow to see if we were okay. That alone tells me everything I need to know about KB.
After I managed to pick my throbbing body up off the ground, I was shocked to find my baby alive, screaming, and thankfully still strapped into his stroller. The stroller had been struck by the car and was lying on its side. I immediately noticed marks on his forehead. He had abrasions on his forehead and knees, and tire marks on the back of his head.
This entire scene was captured on camera by neighboring security cameras. When you play the video in slow motion, frame by frame, like I have a million times, you see me lift the stroller just high enough so that the nose of the car hits the stroller’s left wheel, which then catapults the stroller into the wall, flipping it upside down and leaving my baby hanging in suspension with his head, arms and legs dangling, at which point upon descent the back of his dangling head is grazed by the left front wheel of the vehicle, leaving tire marks on his head.
We were rushed by ambulance to the hospital. I was forced to wear a massive foam neck brace which made it impossible to hold and comfort my hysterical child during the most traumatic time of our lives. At the hospital, my baby had to be restrained with surgical tape to a cold, metal board so that they could keep him still enough for a CT scan. His head was taped to a board. His arms and legs were strapped to the board. He was left all alone, screaming, in shock and in pain, and being sent into a large, loud, cold, scary CT machine for several minutes. KB did this. I had the wherewithal to take pictures and video of this, documenting his hysterical screams, so that it could be used in evidence, which apparently has not been seen by the judge.
I was left with blood all over my body. I needed stitches in my right elbow after it split open when I hit the ground after rolling off of the windshield. The top of my right shoulder was skinned nearly to the bone, but you can’t stitch that skin together. I was left with road rash all over both arms, wrists, and elbows. Shards of glass continued to work their way out of my skin for 2 months after the attack. I had massive bruising up and down my left side body from where the car hit my leg and how I landed on the hood and windshield and bruising on my hips from car impact and also the fall down to the asphalt.
This assault has radically impacted my life and my family’s lives. Because of KB, I now have 1 disc protrusion and 2-disc bulges in my spine. There’s nothing that can be done to fix them. I will live with this for the rest of my life, and the pain will only get harder to manage as I age. My back muscles are always incredibly tight. My mother had to live with us for several weeks after the attack because I was incapable of taking care of my child while my husband had to work. I’ve had to call my husband home from work several times because of panic attacks that I have and have felt incapable of taking care of our child. I live with constant back pain and as a result I have trouble sleeping at night. I have scars on my wrist, elbow, arm, and shoulder that I see every day. They’re a constant reminder of what happened to us. I have to take extra precaution going into the sun because of these scars. I cover them when I go out in public because I don’t want people to ask me how I got them.
I am terrified to walk my child in his stroller. I almost never do it. I think every car that is driving past us is going to swerve to hit us. I live in fear of cars and monsters like KB. I haven’t had psychological therapy yet, but I certainly need to. I can’t bring myself to go to the physical therapy that I desperately need or get the mental help I need because I am terrified to leave my child with a babysitter because nobody can be trusted to protect my child the way I can. I don’t know if or when things will ever get better.
I had intended to go back to work once my child turned 1 year old, but that has not happened, and I don’t know if it will. My husband and I had been counting on that source of income, but my child’s safety takes priority. I cannot leave him in someone else’s care. I don’t know how or if I’ll ever be able to leave him for an extended period of time. I can’t begin to wrap my head around even sending him to school. Every mass shooting that happens is magnified for me. Will I have to find a school that makes children walk through metal detectors so that I know he isn’t going to be shot by a classmate or a deranged adult? I was dumbfounded when I learned that KB had only been cited out and was never arrested for our attempted murder. Thank goodness he skipped his hearing and was issued a bench warrant, because I would still be living in fear that he was going to come back to kill us. I lived with this fear for 7 months until his arrest. It sounds like I will have only another 4-6 months of peace until I will resume living with that fear again.
For two months after the attempted murder, my baby had day and night terrors. We could have been playing with toys and out of nowhere he would hysterically scream, cry, flail his limbs and become inconsolable. It was heartbreaking, terrifying, and infuriating – infuriating because KB did this to him. I hope KB experiences in his life the fear and heartbreak I felt and continue to feel to this day.
The detective on our case, along with the Juvenile DA in Inglewood, have all of this evidence in the record – the video, the photos, the statements – so I cannot for the life of me begin to understand how this was not presented to the judge prior to KB’s sentencing.
Sometimes I feel like my heart is going to explode because I love my baby so much. And sometimes I actually find myself feeling sorry for you because certainly you don’t know what love is, or what it’s like to be loved. Nobody really loves you, because how could somebody who is loved turn into such a monster? I have empathy for you, and you probably don’t even know what that word means.
You are no doubt a product of the environment in which you were raised by your felon father, and I think that’s really sad. You certainly have no self-respect, and in turn nobody respects you. Just as I start to feel a little sorry for you I remember what you did to us. You tried to kill me and my baby. You know it and I know it. And anyone who watches that video knows it, too. Regardless of what you say or what anyone else says or determines, you tried to kill us, and you showed everyone what kind of person you are by driving away. You hit a mother and child with a car and you drove away.
Your Parole Officer called me and she asked me what I’d like to see happen to you. I told her the worst possible thing imaginable. If I thought you had any decency or remorse for what you’ve done, or if it had been an accident, I’d have said I hope you could learn to be a better person and become a contributing member of society. In my heart I know you’re the loser that you appear and act to be. I have no hope that the measly 5-7 months of Camp you’ve been sentenced to will do anything to change your ways or who you are at your core, and that you’ll come out the same loser you were when you went in. So, what would I like to see happen to you? What kind of punishment would I like for you? I’d like to run you over with my car when you’re up against a wall and have nowhere to go. That seems fair. Life is hard and it only gets harder as you get older. You will continue to follow in your loser Father’s footsteps and lead a pathetic life, and who knows, maybe you’ll end up dead in a ditch from an overdose or because your gang got attached by another gang. And when that happens, nobody will care. And that’s when justice will be served. Karma will get you. It always does.
This following is directed at the Court:
Is it illegal to steal a car? Is it illegal to speed at excess of 100% over the speed limit? Is it against the law to drive the wrong way down a one-way street? Is it illegal to drive without a license? Is it illegal to try to murder people? Is it against the law to attempt murder by intentionally accelerating a stolen car into a mother and child who are walking down the street and then drive away? I would assume all of those scenarios are illegal, but the justice system is telling me otherwise.
Being a law-abiding, tax-paying citizen, I have always believed, albeit naively, that the justice system would do its best to protect me and do right by me should something really bad ever happen. I have never been more surprised or disappointed, and in fact I have never felt so victimized as I have by the system and current policies of LA’s DA, George Gascon. My heart breaks when I think about all of the other victims out there, less fortunate than me, whose murderers are getting lenient sentences and being released from prison before their sentences are complete.
When I met with the Juvenile DA in Inglewood, I was told that Gascon’s policy of ‘delivering the lightest touch possible’ for minors would prevent us from ever seeing any justice. What about my child, also a minor? He was 8 months old when KB tried to kill him. I was told by that Deputy DA that their hands were tied by Gascon’s sweeping mandates and that little punishment, if any at all, would be given to KB. I was also told that his record would be wiped clean when he turns 18. How on earth can that be? He tried to murder two innocent pedestrians. Murder. And we have video evidence. My child would be dead if I hadn’t been there to protect him.
George Gascon doesn’t value my life or the life of my child, or any other victim out there, and would rather reward the monsters like KB by demonstrating to them that their actions have no consequences. DA Gascon is telling him and every other thug in LA County that it doesn’t matter if you try to murder people. Why are Gascon’s policies prioritizing the livelihood of rotten monsters when my child, my baby, who is incapable of protecting himself, is left to fend for himself, and is essentially being told his life doesn’t matter? Why is a degenerate’s life valued more by our DA than my innocent child’s? We are left living with the consequences of KB’s actions, but KB is not.
KB was never even arrested; just given a traffic citation. It’s almost comical – a traffic citation to someone who doesn’t even have a license to drive. A traffic citation for attempted murder. I have lost all faith in the justice system. So much so that my family is leaving LA. Los Angeles has become increasingly dangerous since George Gascon took office and implemented these crippling mandates and I am not going to stick around to see how things play out or continue to feel vulnerable and scared for my family’s safety.
How is it that the evidence – video footage of KB steering the car towards us but skillfully missing that wall we were up against, pictures of the physical damage my child and I suffered – how is it that this was not shared with the Judge when our Detective and the Deputy DA in Inglewood both have these items in their files? How does this happen? How is it that the evidence doesn’t yield greater punishment than 5-7 months in a camp? I was promised this Victim Impact Statement prior to KB’s sentencing so that I could hopefully influence it. Why didn’t I get that opportunity? What good does this do us now? I would like to ask that the Judge review our evidence and that KB’s sentence be reevaluated.
On top of the physical, mental, and emotional damage KB has caused me and my family, this entire process has been incredibly frustrating and seemingly a royal waste of time. Our time and efforts have yielded no results. The fact that I’m delivering a victim impact statement after the judge has already ruled on sentencing is infuriating and inconsequential. Will it leave no impact? Does my voice matter? The head space and the energy, and the time I’ve spent having meetings with lawyers, the meetings I’ve had with DAs and law enforcement – it’s all proving to be an expensive lesson in injustice and all-in-all, worthless.
I mentioned earlier that I have never felt more victimized than I do by the justice system under Gascon’s policies. You would think that is a crazy statement because someone tried to kill me and my child. We survived the attack. In that sense, we won. After being hit, the attack was all I could think about. It was all I cared about because I trusted that the justice system would send KB away for a long time. My husband and I heard rumblings about how the DA’s policies are extremely lax when it comes to juveniles. That made me mad, but I still thought he’d be sent away for at least 5 years. When I was told by our detective that we shouldn’t expect any justice, I took that as an exaggeration. When I learned from the Juvenile DA and our attorney that in fact, likely nothing would happen to KB, I nearly puked. I felt like I had been sucker punched. Insult added to injury. Salt in the wound. I still have a hard time wrapping my head around this. There’s no justice; only injustice. I asked once already, and I am asking again. Please, will the judge take a look at the evidence and consider reevaluating KB’s sentencing? Thank you, Rachel’