08
May
09

Justice

As much as I would like to keep this an easy-going, uplifting, humorous blog, today’s topic is something I feel is crucially said.

Before I met my friend Tina*, she lived in Arizona with her 3 young sons and her now ex-boyfriend, their father – who we call Sperm Donor. About 5 years ago, Sperm Donor* molested their middle son, John*, at a birthday party for one of his friends.

This event has TORTURED both Tina and John for 5 very long years. Tina suffers immense guilt, convincing herself that even though she never laid a hand on John, reported everything to the police, moved herself and her children back to Massachusetts, did everything she could against Sperm Donor, that this is her fault. She has convinced herself that she is to blame because she simply brought him to the birthday party where he was molested. This guilt as pushed her deeper and deeper into depression.

John has suffered the most, understandably. Night terrors, flashbacks, depression, anger, you name it. 2 years ago, his un-channeled aggression and his laundry list of issues boiled over, and John had to be admitted to a residential hospital for children. Without progress, John has remained in hospitals for 2 solid years. Because of his aggression and the severity of his conditions, John has been moved from hospital to hospital, breaking both his own heart, and his mothers.

For 5 years, Sperm Donor has evaded police successfully, evaded paying child support by working under the table. He currently owes Tina just under $18,000 in child support payments. Tina lives in subsidized housing, and cannot work because of a knee injury. Her minimal Workman’s Compensation checks, and Social Security Income for her youngest son’s disability barely pay the bills. All of this while that horrible man lives peacefully and easily in Nevada.

This morning, May 8, 2009, Tina got a phone call from a detective from Las Vegas County Police. Sperm Donor is currently IN CUSTODY for the molestation of his young son, John.

There is a LONG road ahead for John and Tina, but the road to Justice has finally been cleared.

Please, keep Tina and John in your thoughts, and hope or pray or wish that Sperm Donor is convicted, and will rot in jail and be molested by some big burly man named Bubba with hairy man boobs.

Child Molestation and abuse are no laughing matter, and nothing to be taken lightly. Please visit the links below, as well as in the sidebar under “Topic-Related Links” for more information.

Signs of Child Molestation

If you suspect a child may have recently been sexually abused, call 1.800.656.HOPE. This is the number for the Rape, Abuse & Incest National Network

THE FACTS
(All facts are courteousy of the RAINN website)

  • A sickening 15% of sexual assaults and rapes are children under the age of 12. 93% of children victims know their attacker. 34.2% of the attackers are family.
  • Victims of sexual assault are 3 times more likely to suffer from depression, 6 times more likely to suffer from Post-traumatic Stress Disorder, 13 times more likely to abuse alcohol, 26 times more likely to abuse drugs, and 4 times more likely to contemplate suicide.
  • Every 2 minutes, someone is sexually assaulted in the United States.
  • 15 out of every 16 rapists walk free

This is something I CANNOT just shut up about….

* Names have been changed or withheld for the privacy of those involved.

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3 Responses to “Justice”


  1. May 8, 2009 at 5:26 pm

    im so glad that this douchebag is in custody.

  2. June 16, 2009 at 4:59 pm

    May John* Get the Help He Needs to Grow Up Strong and Live in Peace

    My name is Keith Smith. I was abducted, beaten and raped by a stranger. It wasn’t a neighbor, a coach, a relative, a family friend or teacher. It was a recidivist pedophile predator who spent time in prison for previous sex crimes; an animal hunting for victims in the quiet suburbs of Lincoln, Rhode Island.

    I was able to identify the guy and the car he was driving. He was arrested and indicted but never went to trial. His trial never took place because he was brutally beaten to death in Providence before his court date. 34 years later, no one has ever been charged with the crime.

    In the time between the night of my assault and the night he was murdered, I lived in fear. I was afraid he was still around town. Afraid he was looking for me. Afraid he would track me down and kill me. The fear didn’t go away when he was murdered. Although he was no longer a threat, the simple life and innocence of a 14-year-old boy was gone forever. Carefree childhood thoughts replaced with the unrelenting realization that my world wasn’t a safe place. My peace shattered by a horrific criminal act of sexual violence.

    Over the past 34 years, I’ve been haunted by horrible, recurring memories of what he did to me. He visits me in my sleep. There have been dreams–nightmares actually–dozens of them, sweat inducing, yelling-in-my-sleep nightmares filled with images and emotions as real as they were when it actually happened. It doesn’t get easier over time. Long dead, he still visits me, silently sneaking up from out of nowhere when I least expect it. From the grave, he sits by my side on the couch every time the evening news reports a child abduction or sex crime. I don’t watch America’s Most Wanted or Law and Order SVU, because the stories are a catalyst, triggering long suppressed emotions, feelings, memories, fear and horror. Real life horror stories rip painful suppressed memories out from where they hide, from that recessed place in my brain that stores dark, dangerous, horrible memories. It happened when William Bonin confessed to abducting, raping and murdering 14 boys in California; when Jesse Timmendequas raped and murdered Megan Kanka in New Jersey; when Ben Ownby, missing for four days, and Shawn Hornbeck, missing for four years, were recovered in Missouri.

    Despite what happened that night and the constant reminders that continue to haunt me years later, I wouldn’t change what happened. The animal that attacked me was a serial predator, a violent pedophile trolling my neighborhood in Lincoln, Rhode Island looking for young boys. He beat me, raped me, and I stayed alive. I lived to see him arrested, indicted and murdered. It might not have turned out this way if he had grabbed one of my friends or another kid from my neighborhood. Perhaps he’d still be alive. Perhaps there would be dozens of more victims and perhaps he would have progressed to the point of silencing his victims by murdering them.

    Out of fear, shame and guilt, I’ve been silent for over three decades, not sharing with anyone the story of what happened to me. No more. The silence has to end. What happened to me wasn’t my fault. The fear, the shame, the guilt have to go. It’s time to stop keeping this secret from the people closest to me, people I care about, people I love, my long-time friends and my family. It’s time to speak out to raise public awareness of male sexual assault, to let other survivors know that they’re not alone and to help survivors of rape and violent crime understand that the emotion, fear and memories that may still haunt them are not uncommon to those of us who have shared a similar experience.

    My novel, Men in My Town, was inspired by these actual events. Men in My Town is available now at http://www.Amazon.com

    For those who suffer in silence, I hope my story brings some comfort, strength, peace and hope.

    For additional information, please visit the Men in My Town blog at http://www.meninmytown.wordpress.com

  3. July 9, 2009 at 8:29 pm

    Hi tattooedpixie!

    My name is Chelsea and I am on the Development team at RAINN. I came across your blog because you’ve mentioned RAINN in some of your writing. I wanted to contact you to thank you for your support and commitment to ending sexual assault.

    I wanted to share with you an exciting opportunity to help victims of sexual assault. I’m not sure if you’re familiar, but on July 25, there will be a National Day of Blogs. Participants will agree to blog for up to 24 hours to benefit their favorite charity. The objective of the event is to raise both funds and awareness for a cause that is important to you.

    If you’re interested, please visit http://www.blogathon.org/ for more information or feel free to email me with questions. If you chose to participate, I will be available to help you secure sponsors.

    Thank you so much, tattooedpixie, for your support! I look forward to hearing back from you soon.

    Best,

    Chelsea


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