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Buyer Beware? Citizen Beware?
Written by Troglodad
Wednesday, 11 June 2008 04:24
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I am so mad right now, I can hardly see straight. It’s a long story…

Recently, my cousin tells me he’s going to buy a house, what with all this foreclosure talk and good deals to be had. I bit my tongue at this news, despite my kneejerk reaction to profiting at someone else’s expense. Happily buying a foreclosed home seems like loan sharking or pawn shopping to me.

Instead of berating my cuz, I, instead, talked to him about my own home buying experiences, and the importance of home inspections (I got burned by my seller- now my neighbor- on a faulty electrical system. My own fault- but that’s another story…) I also pointed out that one of the best things to do is to check any prospective home out on any of the many National Sex Offender registry sites. I mean, who wants to live next door to a rapist or child molester? Especially if you have or want kids?

See, in this day and age you don’t have to buy a home then wait to hear gossip from the new neighbors. Nope, you can go online and see a nifty map of all the convicted scumbag perverts in the neighborhood. My personal favorite is www.familywatchdog.us

They give you a map and when you click on it, you get to see a picture of the perv and what they were convicted of doing.

I know this method isn’t infallible. Every day scumbags go free, unconvicted because some jury of bleeding heart saps refuse to accept the fact that, yes, there are evil reprobates in our society that would even harm children.

Okay, I’ll confess- in my day job, I work in law enforcement. I have tried to keep that out of my writing, but I feel it’s pertinent to this story. So I’ll just be ambiguous about the details of what I do and where.

Anyways, I advised my cuz, who’s like a brother to me, that he really needs to scope out the new digs before he buys. Amazingly, Mr. Internet doesn’t even know you can look stuff like that up. So I send him the links. And I wonder, how many other folks don’t know this INVALUABLE resource is out there. And it’s FREE.

A little time passed, and I asked Cuz how his search was going.

"I have made on offer on a house, we will close by the end of the month. It's in the CENSORED subdivision. The address is CENSORED. Please check out the area and let me know what the crime situation is."

No problem. I got online and looked.

Oh, crap.

There it is, right frickin’ next door to the house he’s buying:

Tommy R. Orberson. Convicted December 31, 1998 for Sexual Misconduct with a Minor, Indiana Code 35-42-4-9. 58 Years old at the time of conviction.

Argh.

So then I go into the public access court records for the County of conviction. Turns out that the guy was originally charged with CHILD MOLESTING- he was allowed to plead the case down to the lesser offense of Sexual Misconduct.

I broke the news to my cousin. I asked if he was out any money- he was. $500. Well, better to lose the money than move in and find out about the perv next door later.

That evening, cuz sends me an email:

"I'm going to see how bad that guys case is…I hear he's really old and frail…looks far older than 66, he may be in bad health…maybe he will kick off before I have kids."

What?!!!

I’ve heard a lot of stupid things in my career, but that one has got to be in the top ten. He’s a frickin CHILD MOLESTER! The guy pled guilty to it, for God’s sake!

Let’s take a moment and look at just what Chester the Molester did, from the information we have…

First off, Indiana’s laws are all accessible online. Indiana Codes, the statutes that define all sorts of things, including crimes are located at: http://www.in.gov/legislative/ic/code/

Indiana Code 35-42-4-9 defines the crime of Sexual Misconduct with a Minor as when a person at least 18 performs or submits to sexual intercourse with a child between the ages of 14 and 16. Or it can be when a person at least 18 performs or submits to any fondling or touching of either the child or person with an intent to satisfy the sexual desires of either the child or the older person (again, when the child is between 14 and 16). There are lots of other aggravators and circumstances, but basically, you’re looking at least at a Class D Felony, and the pervert used a child for sexual pleasure.

Now, before anyone reading this harps about the 14 to 16 thing, I’d like to take a moment to talk about plea agreements. See, when someone is charged with a crime, 9 times out of 10, they make a plea agreement rather than go to trial. The incentive for them is that the Prosecutor will often offer less time in jail or even change the offense to a lesser offense.

Tommy Orberson was originally charged with Molesting a Child under 12 years of age. That’s covered by Indiana Code 35-42-4-3, which defines Molesting as when a person performs, submits to sexual intercourse or deviate sexual conduct with a child under 14 years of age. Or, when a person performs or submits to any fondling or touching of or by a child under 14 years of age with an intent to satisfy the sexual desires of the child or older person. And again, there are lots of aggravators and other conditions that increase the severity of the offense. But, basically, we’re talking about sex with a child.

Oh, yeah, he’d make a “good neighbor.”

Now, I guess what really makes me mad about this is twofold. First, my cousin thinking the guy is a harmless old man about to kick the bucket. That’s just plain idiotic: Old doesn’t equal feeble. We, as a society have got to stop thinking of the elderly as feeble, silver-haired babies. They’re people. Grownups. Some could kick your ass. Some might be in poor health. But never, ever should they be treated as anything other than equal to every other citizen, good or bad.

Secondly, my cousin was being fed a bunch of Leftist pabulum about the harmlessness of the crime. Hello?! Hardened criminals in jail despise child molesters. Even rapists will condemn someone who hurts children. It is simply the most despicable of crimes to harm a child- to use them for sexual gratification. So if someone is evil enough to hurt a child, what won’t they do?

And let’s be clear on this- this perve was 56 when he committed his crime. He wasn’t just walking down the street and BAM! He decided to molest a kid. No, this bastard had more than likely been molesting for many years. He just got caught. Worse, at his age, if he had kids of his own, he more than likely molested them as well. Don’t try and tell me he’s a noble pedophile who protects his own. There’s nothing noble about a molester; they are the lowest of the low.

Yeah, the American Communist Liberties Union may think molesters are people too, but there are plenty of victims out there who would vehemently oppose that completely dumbassed point of view. And none of them would want to live next door to a molester. No one should want to.

The moral of this story is still forthcoming. My cousin is still considering buying this house- because he’s afraid to lose the money he’s put down to prepare loan papers and secure a hold on the house. His piece of $#!t realtor and the seller’s mutual $#!tbag realtor have done him wrong, throwing their morals to the wind in favor of a commission, rather than having the human decency to warn my cousin of the completely worthless, dangerous, scumbag living next door.

So anyone reading this, please use your head for more than a hat-rack. Buying a home is a big deal; check out your neighbors before you buy. If you don’t, you just might find yourself and your family living next door to the bane of even the criminal underworld.

 
The ‘screwples’ of Barbara Walters
Written by Troglodad
Wednesday, 14 May 2008 03:23
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Okay, clearly, Barbara Wawa has lost her mind.

I always have disliked Barbara (aka “Scarlet”) Walters, because of her haughty arrogance while interviewing people all the way through her obvious love for liberalism. But I never would have guessed how right I was about just how horrible a person she is.

Thank you, Barbara, for revealing to the world how despicable you are.

I’m speaking, of course, of Wawa’s recent book, in which she revealed multiple affairs she’s had with men over the years. Worse still, these married men were Republicans! Gasp! Not only did she spread her legs for other women’s husbands, but she didn’t even go for the donkey show! Maybe she wanted to be able to truthfully say "Republicans have been ‘screwing’ me for years!"

Ironic, considering the women she's derided for affairs over the years. Like Monica Lewinsky.

Funnier still is Wawa’s noted stance as a feminist. You know who feminists are, right? Those uptight broads who condemn women for sleeping their way to the top. Apparently, Wawa misunderstood the movement and stayed awake for all her debauchery.

And, while I don’t relish hearing about some 78 year old hag's sexual exploits, it does explain a lot. Like her pass at “Osama” when he appeared on her show in March of this year. Or why she’s so enamored with Osama bin Muslim. But, Wawa better keep her mitts off Osama. And not just because she's old enough to be his grandma. Personally, I think Mrs. Obama could take her in fight.

At this point, I don’t think that Wawa can go any lower. At least not until we see her hawking Cialis on commercials;

"Ciawis; it wucks wonders on youw caweeh. Buy some today fo youw boss. You won’t wegwet it."

Still, I've found the silver lining in all this mess: at least there are no pictures.

Editor's Note: The uncut version of this opinion can be accessed at troglodad.blogspot.com.

 
‘Happy Monday’?
Written by Troglodad
Saturday, 15 March 2008 04:43
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I am an overprotective parent. I can admit it.

I don’t let my eight year old daughter play outside by herself. I don’t let her surf the internet by herself. I don’t let her spend the night at friends' houses when I don’t know the parents. I’m reluctant to let her play at the park with other kids, even when I’m there. I’m reluctant to let her ride the traveling gypsy carnival rides, for fear they might break down.

Some people have told me I’m too protective. I often think so myself. Then I look around and see small children running at large in the neighborhood, while cars speed past, with no adults around.

Yeah, I might be overprotective, but I know my kids are safe.

One of the hardest things for me has been sending my kid to school, where strangers are responsible for her safety. True, they’re licensed strangers, but it makes me nervous everyday.

She’s in the second grade now, and it has gotten a little easier. But recent events just serve to reinforce my unease at not being there 24-7 for my kids.

My daughter got locked outside of the school.

It was a simple enough sequence of events. She was at recess with the other kids and hit her head on the playground equipment. So they sent her to the nurse. Everything apparently checked out, and she was told to rejoin her class.

Simple eight year old logic told her to go back to the playground. The school door locked behind her as she exited the school, she rounded the corner… and the playground was empty.

Standing there, beating on the door, yelling for help for some minutes disturbed my daughter. She was upset enough about it to keep talking about it up through that night, after school. Eventually, another student walked buy and let her in and she was able to rejoin her class.

After school, the teacher walked her out to her grandma’s car (who watches her after school) and mentioned the incident in about the same amount of detail as I have here. But no note was sent home. No email from the teacher. No call.

Upsetting, especially since this was the second time she was locked out of the school, because she went outside and her class wasn’t there.

Now I know, you probably are wondering why she didn’t just walk to the end of the building and enter the set of doors by the office that are always open. I wondered. I asked. She didn’t think of it. I can see that. She’s only eight.

So I decided to call the school, to see if something couldn’t be done to keep this from happening again. I ended up speaking to the school counselor, as the principal was out sick.

I wasn’t mad at the counselor. I didn’t curse or yell at him. I mean, it’s not like it was his fault (I felt it was the fault of the teacher and nurse).

"What do you want us to do about it?" I was asked. Surprised, I responded that I didn’t want my child outside, without some adult supervision.

He agreed that "technically" the kids should always be supervised. He also agreed that a note could be put in her file for someone to make sure she gets back to class. Okay. That’s good. But while I had him on the phone, I asked about notes home. I had asked before if I could be notified whenever my child got sent to the nurse- I didn’t need a call right away or anything, but it’d be nice to have a note that advised what happened, rather than rely on my eight year old to accurately explain her injuries.

"We don’t do that," I was informed. If the kids get sutures or are bleeding, the parents get notified, I was advised.

I asked if that was school policy, or school corporation policy. I was advised it was school corporation policy. I could speak to the superintendent about it.

I was also told I was being rude.

"Silly me," I said, "for caring about the security of my child."

"Yes, silly you…. Happy Monday," the counselor responded, and hung up on me.

Wow.

That’s professional. Really the kind of behavior you expect from a counselor. A person who's supposed to preach patience to kids.

Perhaps next time I should curse and scream and carry on like a jackass. I know other parents who have done that- with the same man- and they didn’t get hung up on. In fact, they got what they wanted- their kid placed in the school a year early. All from cursing.

I should note that I later spoke to the School Corporation Superintendent. He agreed that children should be supervised at all times- that the teacher or nurse should make sure the kids get where they are going. He also agreed that if I wanted to be notified about nurse trips I should be. Oh, and that it is NOT school nor school corporation policy to notify or not notify parents about trips to the nurse.

And he apologized for the counselor being a prick.

Is there a moral to this story? Do I next time curse and scream?

Nah, I record. ‘Cause a recording of that call would have been a great thing to have. Like they tell us at work- always talk on the phone as if you’re being recorded.

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