In an episode of Hung, Season 3 Episode 5 called "We're Golden" or "Crooks and Big Beaver", I've finally found a way to show everyone why, the day after reporting my rape to Officer Kelly Fieux, I was arrested for being naked in my neighbor's home, taking a shower, and taken to jail wearing a "bow tie and a towel"; even though my neighbors did not press charges. I was also not on drugs. This episode depicts a "set up" robbery with my friend Stephen Amell going into a home for one situation that could have turned out much differently. Mine did.
My situation was a retaliation arrest for reporting the rape for which I suspect Laurie and Brian LaTweeker. The fact is that I was arrested that night and subsequently the very next morning walking home from the jail, twice, being set up by the police and Laurie. In my situation the truth was told to the police, but they did not follow up. They listened to Laurie. I was humiliated twice. These impossible situations were brought on because I'd reported a sexual assault which the ACLU wrote a letter about. The same cop that is referenced in that ACLU letter is the cop that returned the next night and arrested me in my neighbor's home. This is the set up.
I've told you before that this department has a way of protecting the rapists. They listen to them and do what they are told to do. Rather than see the situation for what it is...odd. They assume that all gay men are on drugs. Are thieves because they are on drugs. Laurie knows everything. What they aren't going to be happy with is what Laurie does in that restraining order years later denying that she knows any police officers and that she knows nothing about me since high school. You see the duality of knowing everything then nothing is recorded. It isn't funny when you are the victim of rape to be humiliated by the police that refuse to protect you. It is the hopeless place where gay men are treated like cattle or worse. We don't have a chance against a two pronged attack where the criminals are allowed to use us like sex slaves and the police treat us like common criminals. We are human beings that were sleeping at our friends homes when this happened. Nothing more or less. The result is a horror film. I can't illustrate how wrong this is.
Thanks Stephen for this episode. You now know that this can happen and how it does.
For those police officers that might not believe me, all you need to do is check the story of Steven Cornelison, another of Steven Frey's ex-boyfriends, to see what happened to him when he was arrested for being "naked" in the neighbor's home. You see, as usual, Laurie and Brian, are playing the "it worked before" game. I'm just a bit slow on the story at the time of that arrest. I do know that Steve Cornelison is now deceased, don't think that doesn't give me pause for concern. What happened before is always preferable to Missy and Laurie because that means they got away with it. Missy will say that "Laurie got away with it, not me!" You say potato, blah, blah, blah.
It's always the same. I think that Missy has some kind of voyeur masochist thing with this as long as she's making money from a rich guy helping her out. Laurie, of course, just likes to fuck my family over and keep Missy's attention. The weird relationship just goes around and around, but I am always the one that the two "no man necessary" lesbians seem to try to use. They do it because I'm the guy that everyone seems to like. They're the girls that nobody likes (okay Missy, "nobody likes for long"...that's the Missy version). (You always have to say it differently for Missy...she gets offended when she is compared to Laurie)
My point is this. Humiliation of men is ridiculous. Humiliation of me is pathetic. I've got no shame really and I've already been naked in a jail cell. I've suffered through my parents thinking that I'm an insufferable drug addict that lost everything because of his drug habit that is nowhere near what Laurie and Missy's has been. I've been the "hooker", "the porn guy" (according to them) and all the other things that this "Playboy model" (btw Missy that's "Entertainment for MEN" and paid your bills;got you jobs;got you into clubs) and this "if you fuck me you can have this bag of meth" girl (that's sex for drugs/money Laurie...and solicitation) have been. I've never been the hypocrite. I've been me. I'm honest about my life, and I will admit the truth when its time, but it won't be Laurie's version and it won't be Missy's, how could it be, Laurie "doesn't know a thing about me since high school" according to her own written sworn statement.
What I find particularly interesting is the amount of aspersion casting done by these girls. I've firmly believed that those in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. I've also lived by the "if you have nothing good to say about someone, say nothing at all" theory, but these two aren't that way. They don't seem to see themselves as purely as others do. I shut my mouth about Laurie for a very long time, with proof. I had nothing good to say about her because I didn't like her. I didn't know her. I didn't think it was making me look better to say anything. I knew that she was a violent "retaliator" with heavy mental issues. I also didn't give a shit. I'm the kind of person that sees a problem person and decides right then and there, "problem person alert; steer clear." These two girls see a potential problem person and run towards them.
Two distinctively different approaches. I was taught to stay away from bad girls, not to join them. I was taught to be a gentleman and respect women. I was taught that if you respect a woman, you will get respect back. That's not what you get from these two. They are different. They have to be taught to stay away from you. They have to know that you aren't "nice". "Nice" to them means you are a mark for their particular brand of advantage taking. I'm nobody's mark. I'm the guy that says, "Ladies, I've seen enough of both of you now to say something about this problem that you both have. I'm not going to be the 'violent dick' that you want me to be. I'm going to be that other guy that takes care of the problem with the law. That should scare you because I am not stupid. I am very familiar with the law and how it works."
There isn't anyone that you know that is quite like me. I'm different. I'm exceptional, which you will take as a challenge unfortunately for you. You don't want to challenge my exceptional talents, they are custom made for girls like you. I don't do "mean girls". I don't do "gossip queens". I don't do "drama dairy". I don't like the way you treat men. I am a big fan of men. I love them more than sexually, I love them because I am one. Someone needs to explain to men that these kinds of women are not just out there, but they are working together sometimes...it can be deadly. Families are destroyed by girls like you and we know you don't really care. We know it's all about you.
What the pair would like for me to do now is spread around my feelings about the rest of these people that were taken in by the Triad of Pussy so that the trio can gently blackmail them into believing that there is nothing that they can do that won't get them into trouble. I'm here to suggest that doing nothing is exactly the wrong thing to do. Doing nothing will get you a maximum sentence under the law. There are way too many gay men that have been hurt. There are three of us that aren't willing to ever change our minds about telling the truth...probably 10 or 11. You are crazy if you think that they won't. What will happen is the attempts that you make to explain your situation and derail justice will end up on the witness stand adding more charges to your indictments. You will look complicit and not sympathetic. You will look evil and not kind. You will look guilty, wealthy and selfish. I know juries and I have never once been surprised by a verdict in a single trial that I've read.
I'm the guy that, in court, reads the verdict from the jury. That was my job. I see it first when it comes from the foreperson, hand it to the judge for review, he or she hands it back and I read it to the courtroom. That was part of my job. In all of the trials that I saw, I was, after hearing so much testimony, never once surprised by the verdict rendered by a jury like you see on television. I was NEVER ONCE SURPRISED. NOT ONE SINGLE TIME WAS I WRONG. I am not wrong now either. I know what the future holds for the silent that do nothing. It holds an embarrassing time on the witness stand followed by a verdict that will surprise nobody. I know what you are thinking. This is an unusual situation. It's not. You know the difference between right and wrong. You know good from bad. You know whether to do one thing or another and if you do the wrong thing, you know it will end up badly for you. It's that simple.
Nothing works like it does in the Coachella Valley. Real life is very simple. "Did you know this?" "Yes I did." "What did you do?" "Nothing." "Why?" "I don't know?" "Guilty of negligence"...it is that simple. It's not very hard in a case where everyone knows what you are thinking. In fact, this is much easier than any other case I have ever seen. The watchers know what the truth is. They know what the criminal is thinking. They know what the victim is going through. The actions or non actions of the police are suspect. The actions or non actions of the watchers is suspect. It is simply a question of "what did you do to prevent this from happening?" And your answer is?
I know what mine will be...and I don't know what Laurie is thinking on a computer screen. I just know what parents of dead gay men think. I am not going to be that guy. I'm going to be the guy that did everything in my power to stop her. Not the guy that tried to stop me.
