Usually, I make it a point to keep this a cheerful, lighthearted place. Other than an occasional political post I try to make it a fun and happy place to be.
Not today. My heart has been heavy for days now; heavy and fightin' mad, if that's possible!
Last week in Michigan, a very disturbing crime took place. A little boy who lived with his mother and her drug-addicted boyfriend was beaten and tortured over a period of days, and he finally died as a result of the severe abuse and even torture suffered at the hands of this animal; which all started when the little guy wet his pants on the couch.
I unquestionably find the actions of this pig reprehensible, and hope that in prison, he learns the same feeling of helplessness, defenselessness and desperate humiliation that he put into the heart of the precious little blue-eyed boy.
I am sorry that this state does not have the death penalty. I am sorry that our hard-earned money will go to the defense of this animal and that time and energy will be wasted to try to defend his actions in a court of law. But, that's the law and he has a right to a speedy trial.
I have the proper amount of revulsion that a grown human being could actually do this to another person: and a little person at that.
BUT. What's even more sickening, it literally DOES make me SICK to my stomach is this: his mother did not come to the aid of her helpless, defenseless little son. What's worse is, all the while it went on and on, she not only knew what was happening: she got ready and went about her daily business as if this torture and abuse was NOT happening.
She went to a medical appointment with her parents, who picked her up and dropped her off at the VERY HOUSE where this was taking place and didn't alert them or anyone else while she was gone! She was willing to turn her head and act as if it wasn't happening.
She makes me more sick than the man who actually did the torturing and beating and eventual killing of this little boy. She deserves twice the penalty of the man whom she called her boyfriend because and only because...
SHE was the only line of defense this little one had.
The only one who could step up and make a difference, and she let him down.
You see, God gives children a mother and a father for a reason. That way, the child has a CHANCE that at least one of them will love and protect and make sure that the child has an opportunity to grow up safely.
And for most of us moms, we will love and protect, and someone would have to KILL US FIRST before they could get to our babies-- like this man did to her child. Someone would have to kill me before I'd allow any of the unspeakable things that happened to this baby. She has not yet been arrested! How can this be?!
I have a theory on child abuse and that is this: God doesn't allow child abuse, PEOPLE DO. I know that might seem harsh, but people have a free will. They can choose good, or evil. And too many choose evil. This mother was WORSE than the perpetrator, she was the basest kind of evil: she had a cold and unfeeling heart, unwilling to see, unwilling to respond, to take action.
I can imagine what this little boy was thinking as his eyes were poked repeatedly and his mother pretended it was not happening. I can only imagine him calling for her and she turning her face away from the wreck that his body had become.
He was repeatedly hit about the head, kicked in the groin, burned in the genitals, and poked in the eyes repeatedly for days.
I can't imagine what Dominick's older sibling felt and heard and saw while all this played out. Sometimes the damage is lasting and severe to those who merely observe this sort of trauma. He may suffer for life because of it.
Dominick was removed from life support after being declared brain-dead. The only reason he was found and received any medical attention at all was because his mother's sister came to the house to buy her drugs!!
I think that once God sees that the abused little child has NO ONE willing to do the right thing to protect him or her, or that the child is not strong enough to survive in spite of all the abuse that he must suffer, it is then God decides he must bring this child back to heaven to live with Him, so He can look out for the little one. That is the only comfort one can take from a pathetic story like this one.
My heart breaks for little Dominick Calhoun and it seethes with righteous anger at the mother for allowing it to happen and looking away, pretending that it was all okay with her, in effect, giving the man permission to continue to do what he was doing; being an accomplice to his crime.
May she burn in hell alongside her boyfriend.
I do not want to hear one word of sympathy or the usual story about her being a victim which the media began to repeat the day the story broke.
That's when I got MAD.
She was not a victim: she allowed her son to become one: literally.
Not today. My heart has been heavy for days now; heavy and fightin' mad, if that's possible!
Last week in Michigan, a very disturbing crime took place. A little boy who lived with his mother and her drug-addicted boyfriend was beaten and tortured over a period of days, and he finally died as a result of the severe abuse and even torture suffered at the hands of this animal; which all started when the little guy wet his pants on the couch.
I unquestionably find the actions of this pig reprehensible, and hope that in prison, he learns the same feeling of helplessness, defenselessness and desperate humiliation that he put into the heart of the precious little blue-eyed boy.
I am sorry that this state does not have the death penalty. I am sorry that our hard-earned money will go to the defense of this animal and that time and energy will be wasted to try to defend his actions in a court of law. But, that's the law and he has a right to a speedy trial.
I have the proper amount of revulsion that a grown human being could actually do this to another person: and a little person at that.
BUT. What's even more sickening, it literally DOES make me SICK to my stomach is this: his mother did not come to the aid of her helpless, defenseless little son. What's worse is, all the while it went on and on, she not only knew what was happening: she got ready and went about her daily business as if this torture and abuse was NOT happening.
She went to a medical appointment with her parents, who picked her up and dropped her off at the VERY HOUSE where this was taking place and didn't alert them or anyone else while she was gone! She was willing to turn her head and act as if it wasn't happening.
She makes me more sick than the man who actually did the torturing and beating and eventual killing of this little boy. She deserves twice the penalty of the man whom she called her boyfriend because and only because...
SHE was the only line of defense this little one had.
The only one who could step up and make a difference, and she let him down.
You see, God gives children a mother and a father for a reason. That way, the child has a CHANCE that at least one of them will love and protect and make sure that the child has an opportunity to grow up safely.
And for most of us moms, we will love and protect, and someone would have to KILL US FIRST before they could get to our babies-- like this man did to her child. Someone would have to kill me before I'd allow any of the unspeakable things that happened to this baby. She has not yet been arrested! How can this be?!
I have a theory on child abuse and that is this: God doesn't allow child abuse, PEOPLE DO. I know that might seem harsh, but people have a free will. They can choose good, or evil. And too many choose evil. This mother was WORSE than the perpetrator, she was the basest kind of evil: she had a cold and unfeeling heart, unwilling to see, unwilling to respond, to take action.
I can imagine what this little boy was thinking as his eyes were poked repeatedly and his mother pretended it was not happening. I can only imagine him calling for her and she turning her face away from the wreck that his body had become.
He was repeatedly hit about the head, kicked in the groin, burned in the genitals, and poked in the eyes repeatedly for days.
I can't imagine what Dominick's older sibling felt and heard and saw while all this played out. Sometimes the damage is lasting and severe to those who merely observe this sort of trauma. He may suffer for life because of it.
Dominick was removed from life support after being declared brain-dead. The only reason he was found and received any medical attention at all was because his mother's sister came to the house to buy her drugs!!
I think that once God sees that the abused little child has NO ONE willing to do the right thing to protect him or her, or that the child is not strong enough to survive in spite of all the abuse that he must suffer, it is then God decides he must bring this child back to heaven to live with Him, so He can look out for the little one. That is the only comfort one can take from a pathetic story like this one.
My heart breaks for little Dominick Calhoun and it seethes with righteous anger at the mother for allowing it to happen and looking away, pretending that it was all okay with her, in effect, giving the man permission to continue to do what he was doing; being an accomplice to his crime.
May she burn in hell alongside her boyfriend.
I do not want to hear one word of sympathy or the usual story about her being a victim which the media began to repeat the day the story broke.
That's when I got MAD.
She was not a victim: she allowed her son to become one: literally.
