Okay, I'm not going to deny that there's some malicious humor in the story of the astronaut who drove 900 miles to try to scare or hurt or kill (depending on who you listen to) a rival for the affections of another astronaut. The humor being that she wore adult diapers so that she wouldn't have to stop on the way to go to the bathroom.
Of course, that was just a professional trick that all astronauts use on take-off and landing of space vehicles, because you can't exactly go hook up your little bathroom device during that time. It's not like she was half-naked in diapers sucking on a pacifier the whole way.
But the media coverage of all this is infused with this sense of "Astronauts are our best and brightest! How could one of them be unstable like this!?! I can't believe that smart and talented people have problems, too!"
Except that Lincoln exhibited signs of bipolar disorder. Tchaikovsky exhibited signs of depression. Cheney exhibits signs of paranoia (that's my actual opinion, not a dig at Cheney, although that opinion scares me). A relatively recent graduate of my school acquired mental illness in college and recently took his own life. All sorts of people exhibit signs of mental illness. If anything, the pressures and responsibilities of a difficult job might make it more likely that a person could fall victim to mental illness.
There are probably thousands of cases a month nationwide of people losing control and doing something extreme to threaten some other person.
I'm not that mad that people are laughing at this clearly sick woman. I mean, I see the humor, even though I'm not proud of finding it funny.
I'm mad that it's a story at all. She's sick. So are thousands of other people. Deal with it.