This column is not a verdict on Lindsay Clancy. That is not our job, and it was never going to be settled by a Tuesday deadline for a column deadline. What is worth examining, closely and without the squeamishness that has come to define public conversation about crime and mental illness, is why an American jury in the year 2026 finds it so difficult to look at the strangulation of three children and render a clean moral judgment either way. That difficulty did not begin in a Plymouth County jury room. It began in the classroom, the therapist's office. . .
