The park next to my apartment is now apparently not safe. I know, I know...psycho madman, etc. Isolated incident and whatnot. IT'S JUST SO CLOSE TO WHERE I LIVE. Plus, it's not a "bad" area either...that's like prime, "hey, let's go have a nice picnic and enjoy the last shreds of summer/beginning of fall, shall we?", "Jolly good! I'll pack a nice basket and we can stroll casually with our parasols thereby keeping the sun off." Well, and some sweaty cyclists, but whatever.
Oh, and also, what kind of jerk slashes a two year old? You've literally gotta be sick out of your mind. Good news is good: everyone is expected to be fine.