~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THE WASH RAG published by Women Against Sexual Harassment ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Available on-line ASAP at http://www.washrag.org/ along with earlier issues ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Janet Leih, Editor P. O. Box 164 Canton, SD 57013 Phone: (605) 987-5070 Fax: (605) 987-5070 -- call ahead, this is a one-liner Email: washragezine@yahoo.com ISSN: 1068-2449 Sign up for Free e-mail Newsletter: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WomenAgainstSexualHarassmentNational Hint: to find a specific item, if you are using Microsoft Notepad to view this, highlight and copy the title and then paste it in edit/find. Use View/word wrap to shorten line length ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Issue 19, Number 2 August, 2011 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Contents ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ KISS THE GIRLS AND MAKE THEM CRY Anita Award More on Anne’s Situation The Bystander Or Genovese Syndrome STOP CHILD EXPLOITATION More About NCMEC Supreme Court Sides With Walmart http://www.washrag.org/WASH/SLOWPOKE.bmp ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ KISS THE GIRLS AND MAKE THEM CRY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In approximately 1997, a thriller stalker movie starring Morgan Freeman was released. In the movie, a Casanova who stalks and collects strong, talented women is portrayed. If you haven't seen this movie, you should; because, I believe my primary stalker used this movie as his life map. The predatory villain Casanova stalks and abducts/collects women, and, if they do not obey him, he kills them. These women are talented: a musician, a singer, etc. Although there is little nudity or sex in the movie itself, there is the constant awareness that the villain's prime motive is sex and that he views women as his sexual property. The villain uses a prescription drug to make his victims easier to handle. The cast is racially diverse, and women are presented as resourceful and strong people as well as victims. In the 1990's, while visiting my sister, we drove by her husband's place of employment where I would meet my soon-to-be life stalker. My sister's husband worked for this man performing illegal deeds on the computer. I have to be perfectly honest, meeting this man was so insignificant, that later in the 1990's, when he moved into our community, and started following me from one local theater performance to another, I didn't even remember him! Why should I? We were introduced, I said hello and frankly, I never even remembered his name until later. While in the movie with Morgan Freeman, the stalker, locks his women up, in a secret place in my life, I'm kept from interacting with others, basically a prisoner in my own home. This freak, who has relocated to another state, basically 2200 miles, to sexually harass, stalk, menace, rob, threaten and try to murder me! And he did not infiltrate our close community alone. The Sunday school teacher is a neighbor as well, we originally met in 1978! What are the chances that a big city man like him would come to a remote mountain community 80 miles from Denver, Colorado, and move in just several houses down from our own home? That's another complex part of this story. Mr. X's background check would reveal that he has had five other wives. I found it necessary to pay for a background check due to all the unexpected appearances of Mr. X at whatever location I seemed to be at. The background check reveals the occupation of his former wives: talented women, a professional chef, a professional musician; now he wants a professional artist/actress? He comes on as a smooth talker, and makes friends with my husband. Next, I find this man, who has come up behind me at 6:00 a.m. jogging, following me in his truck, trying to lure me in to take me for a ride. I bet! I remember coming home from various odd jobs, and finding Mr. X in our home performing shoddy carpenter work as an excuse to "get in." I was so angry with my husband for letting this pervert into our home; but my husband does not want to believe me, and doesn't see what Mr. X is up to, although I've told him . . . my husband replies, "Oh, he's just kidding." I finally made phone calls to some of Mr. .X's previous wives. They've lost everything they own, their careers, their possessions . . . it seems that Mr. X milks these women for everything they own before he will leave. Their lives are left in ruin. Other women have the same trouble with Mr. X in the neighborhood and surrounding area. In my opinion, he clearly has some narcissistic personality disorder and thinks himself some kind of Casanova. He puffs up like a strutting rooster when around women. When one woman came forward and came back to the area to help me (she had moved away due to his harassment of her) he walked up behind her and put a gun in her back and she, also, will not testify now. But, for whatever reason, he focuses on me. Later, when I tried to get the assistance of other women to testify against Mr. X to help me, they would not. I took a temporary job in advertising, only to have him come to the same company to work. He actually called me and said, "I thought we would be working together." He was so disappointed. Later, he came to our home wearing a shirt absolutely identical to the one I was wearing that day. How is that possible . . . because, he sat up at a neighbor's house and watched me with binoculars! I saw him! I stopped performing publicly in melodramas and musicals because he would be in the audience. I was forced to remove artwork from gallery shelves due to the constant theft of my merchandise. I eventually stopped trying to work at all because I knew he would show up there. Over time, I found my undergarments missing, or vandalized. When I went to the sheriff, he mocked me and made no attempts to help me, none, whatsoever. Eventually, Mr. X's patience runs out, and he starts becoming abusive. Since he can't have his way with me, he will do what he wants to me which is to hurt me. On one such occasion, he was in our home cutting a railing for my husband (who was supposed to be doing the work himself) and when I entered the house, I looked at him in disbelief and asked what he was doing in our home? My husband had hired him. Mr. X pretended to finish the railing, and thought he was just going to leave a bunch of splinters hanging loosely on the end of the railing when I turned and told him to take the sander to smooth the edges, that he wasn't going to leave that railing with splinters hanging from it. He turned his saw toward me, and lifted the blade guard and the saw dust went into my eyes! Perhaps it was luck that I was wearing contacts because they were impaled into my eye with wood slivers. My husband's response was, "You better leave." When I go outside, there are bullet rounds being fired into the yard. On many occasions, I notice Mr. X (and sometimes others), sitting across the street from our home with binoculars. They are not bird watching. When I leave the house, he is tailgating me. Once I managed some pretty good photos of him tailgating me (while I was driving) and I took them to the sheriff he said, "Well, it does look like him." He did nothing. When I finally go to an attorney for a restraining order, I am only granted a temporary restraining order . . . for a year . . . then, every single person who indicated they would help me as a witness, turned their backs on me and was afraid to testify against this man. By January, 2001, I was returning from an artist workshop in the Denver area and although I called my husband to check road conditions, he indicated there were no problems. I need to interject that Mr. X had become in charge of our community water truck and had motive and opportunity to dump large amounts of water on this section of road. Our phones were tapped by this time, and he knew exactly when I would be coming through that area. I was driving on a meandering, narrow, deserted mountain road and although I had stopped and locked in the four wheel drive hubs, when I approached an area (that never gets ice or snow build up due to the terrain) there was a sheet of ice on that area of the road, six inches thick! Our SUV fish-tailed, I took control of the vehicle and it was going straight again but, then, the vehicle just started sliding to the left (even though the wheels were straight). The four wheel drive had been disabled for me while I was in Denver. I ended up in a ravine, unconscious, with the tail pipe buried in the mountain side and the motor still running. I had my first exposure to carbon monoxide poisoning and that is, in my opinion, attempted murder! The responding authorities did not call me an ambulance. They did not offer me a blanket or assistance of any kind! It was an entire year later before I could get some needed surgeries approved by my insurance company and my daughter came to assist me. Surgeries that were to take up to two hours lasted five. I was laid up in our home for a very long time. While my daughter was still here, and I'd just returned home from the hospital, Mr. X had called the sheriff, and said I was involved in some kind of vandalism of his property. I couldn't walk to the bathroom unassisted. The sheriff insisted I get out of bed and walk to the door to talk to him. My husband and daughter helped me up out of bed, and to the door, and I told him, whatever Mr. X had told him about me was obviously a bold faced lie! Still later, in court, the sheriff would cite unsolved mysteries such as these to cast suspicion upon me even though there was positive proof and witnesses to my innocence. The events that follow border on a horror movie itself; they are continuous and almost unbelievable. With so much bold behavior toward me, Mr. X. brought in a new recruit in 2003. He obviously needed help to draw attention away from himself. He'd become so daring and confident in his attacks on me, that he needed someone else to start doing his dirty work to draw attention away from himself! In the summer of 2003, I was sitting in a quiet place (hidden by the rocks) painting, when I heard Mr. X and his new recruit, R.B., talking loudly. As I heard my name, I started to listen. R.B. offered to burn our house down . . . while Mr. X said, "No, I want the house and everything in it and I'll kill her and her entire family to get what I want." As Mr. X also has some background in biochemical technology, I am wondering about illnesses that we have recently suffered. Mr. X confided in R.B. "It's not just about a piece of ASS, it's about taking everything she's got." The word, rapacious, comes to mind! See Dr. Sam Vaknin's Abuse by Proxy. Abuse by proxy is when an abuser has someone do his bidding for him, in other words he has someone do his dirty work. He uses them to cajole, coerce, threaten, stalk, offer, retreat, tempt, convince, harass, communicate and otherwise manipulate his target. Abuse by proxy and abuse by stalking seem to go hand in hand. I have been stalked by Mr. X and his friends cohorts for over 20 years now. My life has been turned into shambles. I am followed everywhere I go; and if I don't take a witness with me, our car becomes vandalized and I have been receiving bogus traffic tickets now since the 1990's. Please see this site: http://samvak.tripod.com/abuse11.html I want to be very clear to the readers, that I have never been intimate with Mr. X. I have not flirted with him and do not find him attractive at all! That in fact, I told everyone, I wouldn't have sex with him if he were the last man on earth, I'd play with myself first. I find him so repulsive, he has not been encouraged by me in any way whatsoever! In fact just the opposite; I find this pathetic excuse of a human being so vile, I can barely stand to look upon his face! I will never willingly let this man touch me, never! Blaming the victim is not going to continue. It's wrong. R.B. and Mr. X have used a slander campaign to defame my good character to others who do not know me and to make bad treatment of me justifiable to some who consider themselves righteous, that I somehow deserve to be treated in this horrible manner. Sometime later, the Sunday school teacher's wife recommended a neighbor to help me with various outside chores. She indicated this woman was single and needed the money. Since I was still suffering the effects of multiple head injuries, dizziness and memory loss from the car wreck, I needed the help. This gal gave me a lot of inside information about the group. At this point, one of my primary goals was to infiltrate this group (without joining) and find out everything I could. She confided in me that she was sexually abused by group members. That sex was expected to be given to group members when they asked for it. It was part of being in the group. This woman would eventually put crushed tranquilizers in my coffee creamer, giving me ventricular tachycardia and I'd catch her numerous times on our roof at 2:00 a.m., with a hammer and nails, poking holes in our roof. My first response was pointing a shotgun at her; but, after careful consideration, I decided she was the group's problem and they could deal with her. I wouldn't make this twisted woman my problem. What a sweetheart. (Being factious of course.) In 2004, I stood up in the congregation of the local church and spoke of the robberies of our home. I was hushed up and actually ushered back to the nursery of that church, where the pastor's wife, the Sunday school teacher's wife, and another woman told me to shut up! Later, the Sunday school teacher's wife bragged to me that "We just take what we want." Therefore, I might as well give it to her; because, she said, they were going to take it anyway. I know my mouth flew open at their words, and I had a feeling, like in a nightmare, where you are trying to run from a predator; but, you are running in place . . . that is how I felt at the time. Later, I approached the pastor's wife, alone, and while she didn't invite me into her home (even though the weather was inclement); she off handedly admitted participation in some of the problems we were having; “But” she said to me very defensively: "The stalking wasn't my idea,I didn't have anything to do with that." She told me an anti-patriotic story about her missing military brother and seemed to think this justified everything she and her husband did in their capacity as religious leaders. Perhaps because my husband was retired military, she felt a general punishment was necessary?? Who knows? So they spread lies, inflicted pain, financially and physically, vandalized, and slandered people and for whatever reason, they destroy innocent people's lives on their way to accomplish their goals. Since the arrival of Mr. X's new recruit in 2003, we experienced multiple thefts of our home, vandalism, slander, stalking, illegal surveillance, threats, had our pets beaten and murdered . . . in short, hate crimes. We wrote to our local congressman. A letter dated April 13, 2005, received from a local congressman, simply said, "I'm sorry you're having trouble with the neighborhood group." There were times when I went to town and pulled over to use my cell phone, and the two of them occupying the same vehicle, would actually pull over right behind me. In May, 2005, tempted by an offer to house sit for a family member in another state, we actually left. The stalking, robberies and harassment continued with a vengeance at the new location. In fact, things got worse, as a dog trainer was used on a dog close to me, and I was attacked, receiving 22 stitches in my right leg and arms. While at this relative's home, personal identification (among other things) came up missing: a Colorado Notary Seal, my driver's license, my certified birth certificate and my current passport. I had taken the liberty of putting these documents in a plastic container, which I buried, in the dark, in the dirt of the basement where I was staying along w/a couple pieces of jewelry. When I dug them up, only the jewelry remained. I wouldn't know until March, of 2006, that these documents were used to get identification by someone who was a neighbor to me, back at our home in Colorado. Fraudulent credit cards eventually lead us to file bankruptcy to clear the debts; which, of course, made us even more vulnerable. We returned home in February, 2006, to find squatters had been living in our home and had vandalized it. We hadn't been home two days, when the sheriff came to our door, saying, "I heard you didn't have any water here." Now, we've already made the repairs but, how did he know that? We made thousands of dollars in repairs upon our return to our home. Evidence, such as fresh ketchup in the refrigerator, and hair in the tub were found. Holes in our freshly finished and painted walls were found; it appeared someone had taken a hammer to the new laminated flooring we installed just months previously. There were large dog feces in our dog yard (I had it all raked and clean when I left and, our dogs are very small). In March, 2006, I received a bill for a gas purchase on my gas credit card from Ft. Collins, Colorado! I recently returned home from Ohio and did not travel to Ft. Collins. In fact, there is only one neighbor who I know of who does travel to Ft. Collins on a regular basis, so somehow this woman had gotten a copy of my credit card (identity theft), and been using my name. This same woman, who was involved in a pyramid scheme several years ago, told the sheriff Mr. X told her to do it! Nothing was done to this woman or Mr. X. On a nice day, in the summer of 2006, I went into the dog yard and raked some of the dog feces up and put them into a bucket. I left the bucket on our back porch not thinking anything about it. The next morning, the bucket was gone. Now, if this was some kind of joke, and the neighborhood filth thought I was going to call the sheriff and report stolen dog feces they were nuts. I wasn't going to call and report stolen dog feces and be the laughing stock of the neighborhood. Two nights later, the bucket was thrown back into the dog yard. I have no idea why. On July 4, 2006, when a cohort of Mr. X was convinced I was walking alone with the assistance of a cane, he had followed me three consecutive days on his ATV and proceeded to block the road and not let me pass. He did, in fact, carry a shotgun and a handgun with him, which he pointed directly at me, saying "There is no one here to help you now." And, "I own everyone in this neighborhood and everyone does what I say." I was forced to walk cross country (although I was still recovering my a severe leg injury) to escape. When I was able to get away from this man, I saw him go back to a neighbor's house and overheard him telling her what to say when the sheriff arrived. I got home, only to find our own phone out of order. I was beyond upset, and still crying, when the sheriff arrived and asked to come in. We did allow him in the house, but I certainly was not prepared for what transpired. He grabbed me by the neck, lifted me off my feet and threw my forehead against the door lock so hard, it broke the lock and left an indentation of the lock on my forehead. My husband looked on in disbelief. The sheriff bragged, "This is how we treat them out here" When released, I gave an accurate account of what had transpired; but to my knowledge, a police report had never been filed. I found out three years later, that a one-sided police report was filed . . . in defense of Mr. X's accomplice. (Case 06-1900) When we learned of this report; a report on our behalf was filed and given to the local Commander . . . I can't say if it is on file or if it also found it's way to the trash can. I just don't know. No action was taken against Mr. X's cohort or the sheriff's abuse of this elderly, disabled woman (once a vibrant, attractive woman before the stalking began). Later, I was asked by one of Mr. X's dominions to join the group. He explained that they would protect me. I replied, "You want me to join your group and in return, you will protect me — from you?" He smirked and nodded yes in reply. Of course, the entrance fee was to give them everything and another task so absolutely horrible, I will not repeat it here. I had simply replied I was not into group dynamics. In addition, the women in the group are expected to have open sex with all members who desire them. But that is another story. In May, 2007, my husband and I left our home in the care of someone who was clearly another victim. We didn't have any reason at that time to suspect she had been bought off' or compromised in any way. We were forced to stay in town that night, due to an unpredicted snow storm, and returned at 3:00 a.m. the next morning. My husband noticed the padlock had been removed from our electric box. The pet/house sitter indicated the electricity went out so she went to bed early! Someone had manually shut off the electricity. Our home was robbed (Case 07-1729), all of my nice clothing, jewelry, artwork, hand tools, ammunition, personal documents, and items still unknown were taken. The pet/house sitter was never interviewed or questioned. A hand print was left on the glass sliding door of the bedroom closet (the bedroom had been locked). Later, the pet/house sitter was rewarded with new beds, a brand new adult bicycle, and a freezer full of steaks (all of which she made a point to brag to me about). I had to file this report with the local authorities twice, and no one responded. I ended up going to town and reporting it there! Eventually, the responding authority figure indicated the hand print left on the bedroom glass was too smeared to attempt to get a finger print. In 2008, I was invited to my cousin's wedding. This took place out-of-state. My aunt admitted she was using me, that she needed someone to drive her around. I told her I would drive her quite willingly. While at the cousin's reception, I was physically pulled away from other immediate family members, and forced to sit at a different table, with cousins (who I did not know very well). This table was located directly in front of a propane heater/ blower, which just happened to malfunction, while I was sitting in front of it, making me extremely ill. I was once again sickened with carbon monoxide poisoning. By June, 2009, I was driving to a neighbor's home, (with a witness who later ran away) and Mr. X's cohort used what appeared to be a pellet gun, with a scope on it to shoot me in the eye. A temporary restraining order was now issued against Mr. X's accomplice. The court cases that followed were such a travesty of justice that I won't go into details. Clearly, people were paid to look the other way; and others were paid to bear false witness and make false statements. Since they couldn't label me as crazy, they would label me as a liar. Later this same month, I observed Mr. X's accomplice stopping in front of our drive. (Case 09-1658). I found 30 types of assorted nails, some new, mostly rusty, pieces of coat hanger and other sharp items in our driveway. No investigation followed by the local authorities. So many police reports were filed with local authorities over time . . . but when I tried to get copies of these documents, I was told they did not exist. I started driving my reports to the main office, an hour one way away, to file them. Although I have been able to keep some copies myself, I can't be sure there are any reports on file, either locally or at the main office. So much corruption it's just impossible to say. Mr. X's behavior (and his accomplice) mirrors the villain in "Kiss The Girls". He's sees something beautiful and wants it. If he can't have it he wants to destroy it. The plot thickens, as this is 2011, and now Mr. X is not only still in our neighborhood, where we experience constant robberies, vandalism to our property and the recent poisoning of my little dog. He has started squatting in a neighbor's cabin, directly across the street from our home. It's been over 20 years he's STILL here and no one will lift a finger to stop this man, no one. So, in the wee hours of the morning, they trespasses on our property. My husband and I caught Mr. X in our yard several years ago. Unfortunately, we let him walk away. When I suspected he was vandalizing our vehicle, I left our car parked outside of our garage, and slept in the back . . . and sure enough, at about 2:00 a.m., here came Mr. X, creeping along the side of the house with a wrench in his hand. I informed the sheriff who replied, "Well, do you have a picture of him doing it?" Obviously, he is involved and unsympathetic. Mr. X comes into our yard still. I hear him outside, talking with one of his dominions and accomplices . . . and so, it continues. Aunt Bea catfishwithlips@yahoo.com During the past fifty years, I can attest to having experienced much of what Aunt Bea describes. Janet Leih ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Anita Award ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Congratulations to the Sioux Falls, South Dakota Board of Education which has been awarded the 2011 Anita Award for their implementation of the Olweus Program to reduce bullying at its Patrick Henry Middle School. The program has reduced incidents of bullying (see issue 19.1 for details about Olweus). It is always satisfying to those who have been victims of harassment or bullying to know that someone is taking steps to stop or even reduce it. If you know of anyone who has done anything similar, nominate them by e-mailing WASH president Brenda Stahl at catfishwithlips@yahoo.com or W.A.S.H. Rag editor Janet Leih at janetleih@washrag.org or by mail to P. O. Box 164, Canton, SD or by phone (605) 987-5070. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ More on Anne’s Situation ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ From: Grimmly Reflecting A half dozen or perhaps a few more years ago that I’ve resided at Raymond Manor certain incidents have happened. I’ll start with when Anne Norris moved into an apartment on the third floor, her sister Carolyn the first floor, and an Asian friend—all from the same church in Grays Harbor County—into one just outside the laundry room on the second. Anne tastefully decorated the wall outside her door with art work. At the time all three halls sported colorful pasted up jigsaw puzzles, all unframed, so hers was an improvement. I donated at times to Pennywise Thrift Shop and found nice pictures. Some photographs but more paintings. I bought a few at a time for our second floor hall, sometimes two but not over five dollars. Friends from outside saw them, and gave a few more, which I also hung. The Asian found an old framed map of Paris at a garage sale for $2.00 and hung it outside his door. Sometimes tenants moved away leaving items for disposal that they no longer wanted. One man without beneficiaries not so long ago left an apartment full of furnishings, promising one piece she had admired, to the helpful wife of the building manager. The apartment was cleaned and furniture left for late distribution where convenient. A new tenant arrived allegedly escaped from a domestic violence situation, owning absolutely nothing. She was temporarily moved into the furnished apartment. Without attention to the end of month lease she proceeded to have friends move her out, back to the abusive boyfriend in another town. Taking all the furniture with her, the manager’s wife fortunately retrieving the one item. Others saw her taking armfuls of framed pictures later found missing from hall walls. Thinking the building safe once she was gone, I hung a few more pictures in the bare spaces. One meant to be shown temporarily had been painted, signed by and bought from my friend Evelyn Miesse before repatriation. A distinctive black on white nature scene it was missing one after hours evening with the manager gone home, so I stomped to the elevator and downstairs to complain the next morning. Not keeping my voice down either. I must have been heard throughout both wings of the first floor. Only to be told that the thief was no longer permitted entry to the building. Again in my apartment I searched with my computer for my friend’s name in Vancouver, Washington where I knew she had last lived before widowed and some artwork prices where pieces under that name were listed in another state. Printouts in hand, I called the Raymond Police. The young policeman who arrived was familiar because of harassing late night and early morning telephone calls received over weeks by three—and it later developed, four—tenants, on all three floors of the building. I made my report, giving him all the printed paperwork saying I had not tried to follow up on contact of the artist, though the age given tallied. Escorting him to the door I glanced over his shoulder, to see hanging there on the wall in the spot blank the evening before, the picture I had just reported as stolen. Had I not had printed proof of my allegations, what could he have done but reported me as paranoid? (Likely the purpose of the perpetrator who must have heard my threat to call the police.) Who we wonder, could that be? No, I have attached no more work to the bare spaces on the walls though I have artwork stacked that could be hung. Report to http://www.washrag.org/ if suffering harassment Anne Louise Grimm ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Bystander Or Genovese Syndrome ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The bystander effect or Genovese syndrome is a social psychological phenomenon ... This study suggests that the so-called bystander effect is actually ... Somebody Else's Problem · The Genovese syndrome received it's name, in 1964, when 28 year old Kitty Genovese, a Queens, New York resident who worked late nights, was stabbed to death and mutilated, in the city streets, in front of dozens of witnesses who heard her screams– and did nothing. This murder came to symbolize urban indifference; but, that indifference has now spread to all areas of America. Although I'm not a huge Seinfeld fan, I do remember the finale episode of this sit com; although, it was dubbed the "American Seinfeld Syndrome" – it is, in fact, more examples of the Genovese syndrome that has taken hold of American society with a vice grip! In the last episode of Seinfeld, a television program airing in the spring of 2000, portrays the main characters watching a mugging and doing nothing. You may remember the final episode of the popular comedy, Seinfeld, wherein the lead characters were prosecuted for failing to assist a pedestrian who was being mugged. Seinfeld (NBC television broadcast, May 14, 1998). Seinfeld's swan song is a quintessential example of a failure to assist case. Marcia M. Ziegler, Author of Nonfeasance and the Duty to Assist: The American Seinfeld Syndrome. Nonfeasance is a term used in Tort Law to describe inaction that allows or results in harm to a person or to property and the Duty to Assist. In 1979, when visiting in Texas with family, we were out on a boat and the boat stalled. I was with my husband, little children, and others. We sat there while a passing boat failed to render help. Although we waved, and did get the attention of the nearby boat – they kept going and didn't even offer to make a phone call for us. Heaven forbid, we should inconvenience their ‘outing' by asking for help. Maritime Law requires other boaters to help a stranded boat; but, if those boaters are not on international waters or in imminent danger this law does not apply. In 2007, Janet Leih, founder, wrote and Dateline NBC (March 7) NBC did a special bout this topic. The person known as ‘Wild Bill" was the featured guest. A former policeman who started a business as a private detective. Wild Bill demonstrates how criminals can operate openly without being reported to law enforcement. Breaking into vehicles, homes, in broad daylight, being brazen about it – putting a ladder up to an open upstairs window as neighbors watched, and even telling people in the area he was going to rob the residents. He even lured children into the trunk of his car. The FBI described this as ‘bystander apathy". In the past, when calling the sheriff's office to report robberies of neighbor homes, in broad daylight, the sheriff actually told me, to ‘Mind your own business." I testified in behalf of a neighbor/victim (victim of Mr. X's cohort/new recruit) a few years ago. I agreed to testify if, this victim would testify for me. Later, when it was time for me to go to court, my neighbor ran out of state with his tail between his legs and took my only eye witness with him; so that I was left in court with no witnesses to verify an assault upon my person by Mr. X's cohort. When women, and some men, report sexual harassment, assault, abuse, stalking and other illegal activities, even law enforcement and medical professionals are afraid to get involved. When the perpetrator, Mr. X, threw saw dust into my eyes deliberately, I was wearing contacts. The contacts were impaled with slivers of wood, which my husband removed with tweezers. I had just recently purchased this new eye prescription and went back to the eye doctor. When I told him what had happened, he indicated he would retest my eyes (as my vision had now changed to the negative) at no cost, but that he in no way wanted to be involved. When this incident was reported to the local sheriff, it was dismissed as an "accident" and nothing more was done about it! This was an attempt to blind me; and nothing short of that. Dismembering, disabling, disfiguring the target is what the perpetrator does when the victim/target rejects him. America literally "watches" while the victim is damaged irreparably – treated like a rabid dog who should be put down. While they, in turn, divide the "spoils" of what is left of our life! Welcome to the new America, where random acts of hate (hate crimes) are the norm – and you can expect no protection from the authorities (let alone neighbors or witnesses) – none, whatsoever. Aunt Bea catfishwithlips@yahoo.com ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ STOP CHILD EXPLOITATION ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ January 2, 2008 — National Alliance for Family Court Justice (NAFCJ) has obtained evidence that the government funded organization with the most authority and responsibility for investigating child pornography has a policy of rejecting complaints about parents who use their own children for pornography. On December 15, 2007 — The Washington Post ran a front page article: “Crackdown on Child Pornography” featuring NCMEC (National Center for Missing and Exploited Children) officials engaging in public hand wringing over the explosion of child porn “under their watch.” They just can’t understand why there is so much more porn these days! While this ploy may work with the general public, who has little knowledge about the behavior of people who use children for sexual exploitation, we at NAFCJ, a grass roots group in excess of hundreds of caring citizens all over the country, can see right through the smoke and mirrors routine of the NCMEC people. Our members are mostly mothers who struggle to represent children who have experienced child abuse with the added insult of system failure and fraud problems. Some have called NCMFC with evidence of their child being sexually abused or even used for porn — typically by the child’s father. NCMEC intake staff, always hostile and dismissive of these complaints, offer only abhorrent and negligently lame excuses for ignoring the sexual abuse of children. Unfortunately for these children, their parent abusers are labeled “intra-family” abusers, who are then given a NCMEC pass to continue the abuse. NCMEC is despised by most of the child abuse victim and advocacy community, as they are viewed as part of the problem rather than part of the solution. On Wednesday, December 19, 2007, NAFCJ leader, Liz Richards, met with NCMEC staff on the invitation of John Shchan, Deputy Director, NCMEC Exploited Child Division, to address these concerns. Instead of a frank discussion about the child abuse issues, NCMEC staff dished out a steady stream of self-gloating, along with dishonest “not-our-job” excuses, such as never taking intra-family cast complaints. NCMEC President, Ernie Allen, frequently says in public comments, that most child abusers are those close to the child, especially the parents. Ironically, sitting in on this meeting was, NCMEC’s own staff member , Gillmore-Tullis, who has the title of “Family Advocate.“ Gillmore-Tullis herself, admitted to referring cases to the notorious anti-victim deprogramming” center — The Rachel Foundation, run by father’s rights affiliates. Kids are held against their will and badgered and threatened into recanting their complaints of abuse by their father. Gillmore-Tullis and the Rachel Foundation believe that all complaints by mothers on behalf of their children against fathers about sex abuse to be lies, and that to protect a child means to convince the child that she or he hasn’t been abused, and that they don’t like their mother. Not surprising, The Rachel Foundation people have been sued many times and has consequently lost its licenses to operate in some states. These anti-abuse views are routinely mirrored by other NCMEC staff when rejecting intake callers or those calling to complain about their policies of acting to protect the abusive fathers rather than the victims. Liz Richards National Alliance for Family Court Justice LIZGOAL@AOL.COM 4309 Greenberry Lane Annandale, VA 22003-7100 (703) 658-3543 http://www.nafcj.net ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ More About NCMEC ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NCMEC is a publicly funded child protection agency with a ‘public be damned” policy toward abuse victims. NCMEC will no longer be able to get away with deceiving policy makers with their public claims of fighting child exploitation while in private rejecting intake callers who complain of sex abuse and porn of their child. Now there is an audio tape of NCMEC staff saying their official policy is not to take the type of child sex exploitation which is the most prevalent and damaging — those of fathers exploiting their own children. On the other hand, NCMEC has a long history of supporting false abduction charges by fathers against custodial mothers who are trying to protect their child against an abusive father. Many custodial mothers have been arrested and jailed for child abduction while sitting home with their child, or in a domestic violence shelter, after filing protective order or criminal abuse child abuse charges against the father. Responding law enforcement refuse to listen to counter-complaints of having full legal custody of their own child, and arrest them anyway. While NCMEC’s 2005 IRS 990 filing, Part III Statement of Program Service Accomplishments, lists “provide information on ways to prevent the sexual exploitation of children,” NCMEC’s staff said repeatedly during the December 19th taped meeting: “That’s not our job” and “that’s not our mission,” when the issue of child sex abuse was raised. But worse, they also said they never get involved with intra-family cases, yet one of the NCMEC staff members at the meeting is their “family Advocates” specialist. This NCMEC “Family Advocate” staff woman acknowledged referring cases to a highly discredited father’s rights affiliated family reunification center, Rachel Foundation, run by people sued by kids incarcerated by them for weeks, and subjected to their threats of never being allowed to leave, never seeing their mother again, and denied meals, unless they reversed their complaint about their father having abused them. Needless to say, the Rachel people have lost their license to operate in several states. Yet NCMEC continues to work with them as their family advocate/reunification specialists, who are really abuse “denial” agents. NCMEC’s Internet Child Porn operation has failed to stop the problem, as they admitted in a December 15, 2007 Washington Post article. The obvious reason is that they and their FBI investigative team, do not appear to be going after the source of the child porn problem – the purveyors who host these images on their services and web sites and collect fees from the porn viewers. Also, callers requesting “innocent images,” verifications of their own child possibly being used for porn – are rebuffed.* January 4, 2008, Washington Post article: “User Data Stolen From Pornography Sites” revealed hackers stole hundreds of thousands of registered users names from one of the largest adult porn sites. If hackers can obtain porn users names, why isn’t NCMEC investigating the child porn sites for their user names? Is NCMEC checking to see if these purported legal adult porn sites include child porn? Why aren’t they going after the people who sexually assault the children, the people who take the images of the assaults, the people who host and sell the images? How does NCMEC “capture” porn views without having access to the porn hosting sites or servers, OR does NCMEC have porn on its own computers — making sure only non-family members get caught in their investigations — while “steady” suppliers are protected? Don’t try to question NCMEC about their actions, because you will likely get a response similar to what they gave me when I asked what they could do: “Nothing! And we are going to walk you right out of this building right away,” they said. This is on audio tape. What NCMEC staff didn’t know on that Wednesday was that everything they said at that meeting was being clearly documented by a recorder hidden under a bulky sweater. No longer will they be able to fool the public and Congress into believing that their first priority is protecting children from abuse and exploitation. We demand a thorough investigation of what is really going on at the large and unproductive, failure-to-protect-the children, 6 floor NCMEC building in Olde Town, Alexandria, Virginia. According to their latest 990 filing, obtained from the Guidestar site, they have over 30 million in public grants. They need to be held accountable for failing to achieve their primary mission — which was admitted to in the Washington Post article. Maybe the reason why Ernie Allen and NCMEC, as well as their well funded in-house FBI staff experts haven’t been able to stop porn is because the trail leads to their door. Will anybody confront them with the apparent contradiction of how they can identify and catch child porn viewers without having access to child porn hosting sites, yet rarely or never report seizing the electronic equipment being used to offer the porn images for sale, or seizing the bank accounts of those selling the porn? Why aren’t Ernie Allen and NCMEC staff taking obvious steps to stop child porn, including locating the master servers hosting the porn sites and selling the images, or identifying the men raping the children in the images? We know one reason — NCMEC is expanding its resources helping fathers who have been identified as molesting their own children, while fighting the mothers who are trying to protect their children from child sex abuse. They have been “working on the wrong side” for many years. Contact NAFCJ for representatives to get specific names of families victimized by NCMEC’s pro-abuse fraudulent case handling, and to hear the audio tape of NCMEC staff saying: “That’s not our mission,” “that’s not our job,” when the issue of child sex abuse was raised plus their acknowledged collaboration with a notorious pro-abuser organization which is dedicated to silencing the child victims. Have you been NCMECed lately? Contact us to add your name to the growing list of victims Liz Richards National Alliance for Family Court Justice LIZGOAL@AOL.COM 4309 Greenberry Lane Annandale, VA 22003-7100 (703) 658-3543 http://www.nafcj.net *To capture what is currently on your on Windows XP screen, hold down on CTL and hit “prt scr/sysrq” at the top of the keyboard to copy it to the clipboard, then hold “CTL and hit “V” to insert in Paint or your word processor. Ed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Supreme Court Sides With Walmart ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You should reserve the front page of the next issue of WashRagZine for the new decision just handed down by the Supreme Dorks. They ruled against 1.5 MILLION women who had filed a class action lawsuit in 2001 against WalMart. The women lost because their class was not properly defined. I have not read the entire decision, which is VERY long, but it appears that the elements of COMMONALITY and TYPICALITY were not properly defined by the attorneys who represented the women. The elements of a class action, by the way, are Commonality, Typicality, Numerosity, and Representation. Some excerpts from a news item on the Internet, regarding the 5 to 4 decision, follow below. What will happen now is the 1.5 million women will have to proceed on their OWN law suites, OR redo the class action by properly defining it, and wait another 10 years for another ruling by the Supreme Dorks. What Wal Mart has done is turn an EASY class action suit, (wherein Wal Mart only needed 10 attorneys), into a NIGHT MARE law suit which will require Wal Mart to have ONE MILLION ATTORNEYS, assuming that 1 million of the women want to continue their suits. Trade off a simple class action, with 10 attorneys representing Wal Mart, for ONE MILLION suits involving ONE MILLION ATTORNEYS!!!! Like I said, this is corporate LUNACY!!! Meantime, I recommend that we ALL boycott Wal Mart, until further notice. How could we get a nationwide boycott going against Wal Mart??? JJay943@aol.com More information at: http://latino.foxnews.com/latino/news/2011/06/20/supreme-court-derails-discrimination-suit-against-wal-mart/#ixzz1PrmOB4VT Is pay discrimination a form of sexual harassment? Ask a mother trying to feed children on 3/4 of what one of her single male co-workers doing the same job she does gets paid. Because the decision is based on sex, it seems to me that there is a connection that cannot be denied. There is little that is more degrading than not to have enough money to cover your necessary expenses. Janet Leih Cartoon relative to Supreme Court decision: http://www.washrag.org/WASH/SLOWPOKE.bmp From: THE PROGRESSIVE Subscriptions: P. O. 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