Posted on 10/14/2016 1:19:58 PM PDT by Morgana
GLASGOW, Mont. -- An eastern Montana man has been given a 30-year suspended prison sentence after pleading guilty to raping his 12-year-old daughter last year.
District Judge John McKeon sentenced the man to 60 days in jail for incest, giving him credit for 17 already served, the Glasgow Courier reported. The man also was ordered to complete community-based sex-offender treatment and register as a sex offender.
The Associated Press is not naming the man to avoid identifying the victim of a sexual assault.
Deputy Valley County Attorney Dylan Jensen recommended a 100-year prison sentence with 75 years suspended - as called for in state law - as part of a plea agreement that recommended the dismissal of two other incest charges
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Suspended sentence? For justice, we must go to Don Corleone
Glasgow is pretty close to the reservation.
The Democrats rely on every Indian voting five times for the Democrat candidates.
You hate Obamacare?
Thank the Indians.
They cheated to elect John Tester into the Senate.
Where did you see that? He graduated from Gonzaga U in Spokane which is a liberal Jesuit cesspool.
“Nephew of the judge?”
I believe we have a winner.
District Judge McKeon hangs up his robe this November
Teresa Getten
Several commenters that seemed local and know him. I know, not a reliable source.
Hey Muslimes, rape or otherwise harm one of my people, I will spend the rest of my life in prison for torturing you for weeks in the wastelands and then killing you. Period.
Also, if you manage to take me out, you’ll have to deal with my friends. They are FAR more nastier and skilled than I am. You’d be better off dealing with me.
Sick of these pukes.
/Although in Texas, I might walk...
It was Clemenza who had told him that this job must be rushed through, before the boys went to college. Why the hell did it have to be done in New York, Gatto wondered. Clemenza was always giving extra orders instead of just giving out the job. Now if those two little tramps walked out with the punks it would be another night wasted.He could hear one of the girls laughing and saying, "Are you crazy Jerry? I'm not going in any car with you. I don't want to wind up in the hospital like that other poor girl." Her voice was spitefully rich with satisfaction. That was enough for Gatto. He finished up his beer and walked out into the dark street. Perfect. It was after midnight. There was only one other bar that showed light. The rest of the stores were closed. The precinct patrol car had been taken care of by Clemenza. They wouldn't be around that way until they got a radio call and then they'd come slow.
He leaned against the four-door Chevy sedan. In the back seat two men were sitting, almost invisible, although they were very big men. Paulie said "Take them when they come out."
He still thought it had been all set up too fast. Clemenza had given him copies of the police mug shots of the two punks, the dope on where the punks went drinking every night to pick up bar girls. Paulie had recruited two of the strong-arms in the Family and fingered the punks for them. Heh had also given them their instructions. No blows on the top or the back of the head, there was to be no accidental fatality. Other than that they could go as far as they liked. He had given them only one warning: "If those punks get out of the hospital in less than a month, you guys go back to driving trucks."
The two big men were getting out of the car. They were both ex-boxers who had never made it past the small clubs and had been fixed up by Sunny Corleone with a little loan-shark action so that they could make a decent living. They were, naturally, anxious to show their gratitude.
When Jerry Wagner and Kevin Moonan came out of the bar they were perfect setups. The bar girl's taunts had left their adolescent vanity prickly. Paulie Gatto, leaning against the fender of his car, called out to them with a teasing laugh, "Hey Casanova, those broads really brushed you off."
The two young men turned on him with delight. Paulie Gatto looked like a perfect outlet for their humiliation. Ferret-faced, short, and slightly built and a wise guy in the bargain. The pounced on him eagerly and immediately found their arms pinned by two men grabbing them from behind. At the same moment Paulie Gatto had slipped onto his right hand a specially made set of brass knuckles studded with one-sixteenth inch iron spikes. His timing was good, he worked out in the gym three times a week. He smashed the punk named Wagner right on the nose. The man holding Wagner lifted him up off the ground and Paulie swung his arm, upper-cutting into the perfectly positioned groin. Wagner went limp and the big man dropped him. This had taken no more than six seconds.
Now both of them turned their attention to Kevin Moonan, who was trying to shout. The man holding him from behind did so easily with one huge muscled arm. The other hand he put around Moonan's throat to cut off any sound.
Paulie Gatto jumped onto the car and started the motor. The two big men were beating Moonan to jelly. They did so with frightening deliberation, as if they had all the time in the world. They did not throw punches in flurries but in timed, slow-motion sequences that carried the full weight of their massive bodies. Each blow landed with a splat of flesh splitting open. Gatto got a glimpse of Moonan's face. It was unrecognizable. The two men left Moonan lying on the sidewalk and turned their attention to Wagner who was trying to get to his feet and started to scream for help. Someone came out of the bar and the two men had to work faster now. They clubbed Wagner to his knees. One of the men took his arm and twisted it, then kicked him in the spine. There was a cracking sound and Wagner's scream of agony brought windows open all along the street. The two men worked very quickly. One of them held Wagner up bu using his two hands around Wagner's head like a vice. The other man smashed his huge fist into the fixed target. There were more people coming out of the bar but none tried to interfere. Paulie Gatto yelled, "Come on, enough." The two big men jumped into the car and Paulie gunned it away. Somebody would describe the car and read the license plates but it didn't matter. It was a stolen California plate and there were one hundred thousand black Chevy sedans in New York City.
The last sentence is most important: the judge is retiring. So he doesn’t really care if justice is done.
This actually begs the question: should states have a law which states that in the last “however many” years of a judge’s time in office, if they make an extraordinary judgment that substantially varies from the norm, that this sentence be reviewed for impartiality?
Remember that “double jeopardy” only refers to trial, not sentencing. So, like in this case, if the review finds the sentence to be wholly inappropriate, it could be set aside and the sentence determined by a different judge.
We have all heard of judges who go wacky and all too often over molestation charges decide that they don’t feel like punishing the molester with other than a slap on the wrist.
So maybe it is time for the states to do something about it.
he should also lose his balls over this.
Maybe not likely but definitely possible!
I lived in Montana thirty years ago and the state is small population wise. I saw first hand when my dad sued a contractor how corrupt the legal system is up there. I don’t know if it is still like that but I would not be surprised if the judge is connected to the family or if there was some sort of pay off politically between a politician some where and the man being charged is related to someone that has political power.
Or a pedophile judge.
Something sure doesn’t seem right.
Disgusting.
This is how people come to the conclusion that there is a culture of Rape that still exists
Which means that the mother and grandmother are idiots or democrats....but I repeat myself
That’s what it may come to Bullish......
Burn the judge and the ‘father’.
They could share the tire together.
Unbelievable.
“suspended prison sentence”
Judges need to be hung for a miscarriage of this magnitude. Simply deposing and disbarring them doesn’t even begin to address the problem.
Hiw own daughter? Oh, hell no! This is twisted.
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