Skip to comments.Woman Falls 17 Stories to Her Death; AP Implies She Deserved It
Posted on 08/02/2013 3:44:57 PM PDT by grundle
Every urbanites worst nightmare came true for one New Yorker this week: Jennifer Rosoff, leaning against the railing on the balcony of her Upper East Side apartment, suddenly fell 17 stories to her death after the railing gave way. This is obviously horrifying and tragic. Rosoff was a media executive with stints at The New Yorker and Cosmopolitan on her resume. Its outrageous that the owners of her building were so remiss in their balcony inspection duties. But if you skimmed the beginning of the Associated Presss account of Rosoffs accidental death, you wouldnt get much information about Rosoffs promising career or about the structural inadequacies of her balcony. Here are the first two paragraphs of the APs article about Rosoff:
"A 35-year-old media executive on a first date plunged to her death Thursday after the railing on her 17th-floor New York City balcony gave way, police said."
"Jennifer Rosoff went outside for a cigarette around 12:50 a.m. when she either sat on the railing or leaned on it. Her date told her that she probably shouldn't do it, and then moments later, she apparently fell backward and landed on construction scaffolding at the first floor, authorities said. Police spoke to the man and no foul play was suspected."
Lets break this down. According to the AP, the crucial facts you need to know about Rosoff right off the bat are that:
1. She was 35 and single.
2. She was a smoker.
3. She invited a man back to her apartment late at night on a first date.
4. The man warned her not to lean against the balcony, but she did it anyway.
The implication being that this smoking slut totally had it coming...
(Excerpt) Read more at slate.com ...
Thanks, but no. I grow my own tobacco.
It always infuriates me to see the heartlessness of some. We all make innocent but stupid mistakes, especially when we are young, and it is by the grace of God that we usually survive them unharmed. The guffawing over "Darwin Awards" and "hold muh beer" falls into the same category. Death and suffering are fit objects of ridicule, especially if they occur to someone who is in an unfavored race, ethnic group, or nationality, or someone occupying a low rung on the socioeconomic ladder.
I'm always reminded of this quote from Mel Brooks:
Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.
May she happened by some "inconvenient truths" - and maybe she didn't have a car to rig
No they’re not. They are the product of over zealous control freaks
If they were a work place health issue there would be no seafood or peanut industry or any place permitted to serve either because of adverse, and possibly deadly, reactions by workers or patrons.
Simple. She's facing the railing and bent over toward it. She either has a grasp of the railing with her hands or the railing is up under her armpits with her chest pressed against it and elbows resting on it. In either event she has her weight against it and pushing outward. The guy is standing behind her on the balcony. Though he's nailing her hard from behind, all of his weight is centered on the balcony. Then, during a hard thrust forcing the women to press against the railing, the railing gives. She plummets seventeen floors. He's left standing there with an erection. You act like you've never done this before.
Not a legitimate comparison at all.
Maybe, but even Laz doesn’t hit corpses...you’re one sick puppy.
Well she was not guilty for 16.8 floors anyway....
LOL! Probably right.
I'm guessing it's because the AP is full of beta males who have no hope of even having lunch with her, much less being invited up to her apartment. See #12.
LOL! Take care of yourself, Swampie. I hope you’re getting better every day. God bless!
I remember a series of pictures in Life Magazine, late ‘60s or early ‘70s, of a woman falling from the balcony or the fire escape of her apartment building. Still a frightening thought.
In what way?
I’m not sure those rails, which have presumably been leaned on before, would just BEND like that out of nowhere. I can see a weld failure and break. But not BENT like that.
I became suspicious of the circumstances when I saw the bend. Maybe she turned him down for sex on the balcony, there was a struggle whereupon the rail bent and she fell over.
I lived in that metro area for a while. I’ve been on many of those types of rail edged balconies. I’ve never seen one that I might suspect would BEND if you pushed on it. Break from weld/metal failure, sure, but not bend.
My spidey sense is tingling.
People who are allergic to seafood can simply not eat it. Seafood is not harmful to the public at large. Someone who was deathly allergic to peanuts could choose not to work at a Thai restaurant, for example.
I’m pretty social, I spend a lot of time around a lot of people. I cannot remember the last time any of their farts, perfume or BO was a problem. It never stuck to my clothes either. On the other hand, I smell cigarette smoke very often. It’s safe to say I have smelled cigarette smoke a thousand times before the last time I smelled any of the other odors you describe.
Do you think people object to cigarette smoke just because they are jerks or busybodies? Or could it be possible that it really, truly is an obnoxious odor?
You sound like the muslim supermarket employees who get hired, then bitch about the bacon the store sells. A private employer should have the right to have a smoke friendly business if he/she chooses. Nobody is holding a gun to the head of people to make them work there.
I can not be in the same place as raw shrimp - I can not go into most local seafood markets because they keep the shrimp on ice, but in the open not in a glass case.
Seafood is not harmful to the public at large.
It is for some people.
Someone who was deathly allergic to peanuts could choose not to work at a Thai restaurant, for example.
Those afraid of tobacco smoke can simply choose not to work in an establishment that permits smoking, for example.
There was a time in this country when people were allowed to smoke indoors.
Yes and I recall watching the movie “Inferno” in a theatre with smokers! Good times and it added reality to the show.
I worked in the operating room and we smoked at the desk by the patient holding area. Good times. Lots of patients enjoyed the smell, too.