Fifty-six license suspensions.
That’s the grim total racked up by Kerri Bedrick — the monstrous mom who killed her 9-year-old son with her allegedly meth-fueled driving — before her atrocity.
She caught a 57th suspension, lasting until her case ends, during her arraignment this week — but that comes as little more than a mockery after the devastation she caused.
Bedrick was driving the wrong way on the Southern State Parkway in the wee hours of an August night when a cop tried to stop her.
Rather than pull over, she sped up to escape — driving almost five miles in the oncoming lane and hitting 100 mph as the cop desperately pursued (driving with the traffic).
Then she caused a four-car crash that fatally injured her boy.
The question is: How on earth did someone with almost five dozen license suspensions get anywhere near a car?
Let alone near enough to commit on-the-road murder — for that’s what it was, morally: No different than pointing a gun at someone and pulling the trigger.
No matter her eventual sentence in court, where she potentially faces criminal counts of (among other crimes) aggravated vehicular homicide and manslaughter.
How much more warning could the cops and local officials need that this woman was a danger to herself and others?
Her lawyer is taking the line that this was a “tragic accident.”
No: It was the fruit of Bedrick’s own sociopathy and the inability of our legal system to seemingly get anything right.
Fine: Bedrick possibly faces 25 to life if convicted of the vehicular homicide.
But it’s far too late for her son.
New York state lawmakers love to drone on about safety and prevention.
Where are they on a legal regime that leaves clear menaces like Bedrick free to kill and maim?
