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Carmichael Dave
33 mins ·
Sacramento, CA ·
So this is a long post, please scroll down if you're one of those tl;dr people, which means "too long, didn't read". I'm going to keep this off of twitter, because somehow FB seems more personal, which is of course probably a farce. I have been asked about this subject numerous times today, and I do not want it to seem that I'm avoiding it, or ashamed of it. I also don't want to wait, and dredge it all up in a few days.
Last night, (or early this morning), my friend
Kayte Christensen was pulled over for driving under the influence. For those who need to know, and since its a matter of public record, she blew a .08 after spending the evening with some friends.
I believe friendships are an easy thing to have, when things are going right. For me, the basis of all of my important relationships lies mainly in loyalty, and standing up when the chips are down.
There is no excuse to drive while intoxicated. I have looked at the internet today, and seen the best in people, and also some pretty rough things. But regardless of how you feel about Kayte, drinking and driving is a black and white issue. You don't do it.
I don't really drink. Maybe 4-5 times a year. I am very thankful that I will never have to deal with some of the effects of alcohol. But I have driven drunk before. Maybe not hammered, but enough to where I shouldn't have been operating a vehicle. Only by pure luck did I manage to escape without hurting anyone else, or myself. But I did it.
I have seen some say that since Kayte only blew a .08 it wasn't that big a deal, but I assure you it was. She believes it was. It is. Uber, Lyft, a taxi, and pure common sense all exist to avoid these things.
Kayte Christensen is one of my best friends in the world. I love her insanely. Many on here see pics of me hanging with her and make jokes about her being my second wife, because of course a guy and a girl can't hang out together without there being something sinister. Although common sense would tell you, looking at me and looking at her- she can do quite a bit better than the failed science experiment that I am.
But in a sense she IS my second wife. She helps me understand the language of women, and has helped me see that I'm actually being the ass on more than one occasion with my wife. She calls me on my garbage, and she is there for me in a heartbeat. She also gets along famously with Melissa, although sometimes to my detriment when they gang up on me.
My point is, I have been blessed to know who Kayte is on a very intimate level, and I am a better person for it. She is a pure soul, without BS, and very passionate about what she does in life. She and I were both let go from our jobs around the same time a couple of years ago, and we helped each other find our way back to the places we loved together. She in Phoenix, me here.
When she told me what happened today, I was crushed. I was crushed because I KNOW how responsible she is. SHE'S the one that makes sure everyone is ok to drive, and SHE'S the one that offers up a couch for those who shouldn't be going home. She makes sure they're ok when they get home as well, safe and sound.
She takes her role in the community seriously, and as a successful woman in a business that isn't very friendly to women, she is also aware and very proud of the fact that she's a role model. She doesn't shirk it, she takes it as an honor and great responsibility.
I was crushed because I knew that no one would take this harder than she, and no amount of consoling could make her feel better.
And that's fine. She should feel bad. She messed up. And she will need to atone for her mistake. There is no room for error when something like this happens, none at all. But for the grace of God she didn't hurt innocent people, nor herself.
This will, funny enough, end up being a good thing believe it or not. I can't think of anything that wouldn't benefit from Kayte's involvement. She is already thinking of ways to get involved, to volunteer time to make sure others know how serious this is. Kayte is an obsessive, and her debt to society won't just be repaid, it will be paid in full 100 times over.
Am I biased? Yes. Should my opinion change or add to how you feel about Kayte or what happened? No. But I simply had to express myself, and how proud I am of the person she is. More importantly, the person she will grow into out of this.
Life is rarely black and white, and the days that are generally involve body counts. I know I spend much of my day judging other people, and in many cases without full knowledge of who they are and what they stand for. So those out there that look at this as yet another pseudo-celeb making dumb decisions? I get it, I do. I really, really do.
But in this case, for me, I know the person. I know who she is. I know what she stands for. I know how miserable she is. I know how much it agonizes her to see her colleagues and friends pour out their support, when all she can think of is how stupid and irresponsible she is.
Kayte isn't just a sideline reporter. She's a girl from tiny Alturas, CA that has been all over the place and has a true passion for her craft, and puts a premium on treating people with respect. If any of you reading this have met her or talked to her, you're nodding your head in agreement.
This too, shall pass. But in the process, the benefits of her atonement will far outweigh the repercussions, I promise you.
Sacramento protects their own, and she is one of ours. What you do is your business, and you will get no judgement from me.
But I love her. And I am proud of her.
And her friendship is one of my prized possessions.
I'm sitting on her couch right now writing this, while she's in the other room. When she sees it, she'll most likely kill me. I came over bearing chinese food and iced teas, and I'm happy to do it. She's my friend.
And I'm proud of that.
That's all I have to say about this, and I will not speak of it again.