Ruth Holladay's accusations against her former employer over the untimely death of Star photographer Mpozi Tolbert are looking ever more shameful as more details emerge.
Advance Indiana notes that her initial reports were inaccurate and that every revision further erodes her credibility.
Somewhat surprisingly, Holladay posts the text of an email from copy editor Michael Jackson, who was at Tolbert's side as he struggled for life. After excoriating Holladay for speculating on the facts, and then providing a first-hand account, Jackson unloads with righteous anger:
I mention at the beginning of this e-mail that I'm pissed off. That anger is directed at you, Ruth. I sit here at 5 a.m. unable to sleep because I'm so angry. I find it disgusting that you would take Mpozi's death and use it to attack The Star. A man is dead and all you can do is wag your finger at big, bad, greedy Gannett while showing a blatant disregard for the feelings of the people who were there that night. The same people you worked beside for the past 28 years. Why don't you go ahead an point the finger directly at me, Ruth. Obviously I wasn't good enough to save Mpozi's life that night. Certainly my own inadequacy was a greater contributor to Mpozi's death than an initial response to locked doors on Pennsylvania Street or a blocked freight elevator . . .
I do not know why Mpozi died July 3. But what I do know is that it wasn't because of "callousness and indifference" of his employer. The people who were there that night fought as hard as they could, as best they could, to save Mpozi's life. I hope you pray to whatever God you believe in that you never have to experience what we did that night. And if you do I certainly hope no one comes behind you and makes a mockery out of your efforts.
The tone of Holladay's initial post makes it doubtful that her true motivation was a yearning for proper safety protocols at the Star. This crusade of hers has turned out to be ugly, offensive, fruitless, and shameful. She should lay off exploiting the death of a beloved employee.