Posted on 07/30/2002 5:05:02 PM PDT by I_Publius
Monticello Times | June 27, 2002
Gay Couple Receive 10 Year Sentence For Sexually Abusing Monticello Boy
By Patty Wooten
A Drew County jury convicted a gay couple of sexual abuse Wednesday, rejecting defense claims that Lewis Ray and Tim Murphy were not temporary caretakers of the 16-year-old boy they abused.
The panel of nine women and three men deliberated just over an hour before finding Ray and Murphy guilty of first degree sexual abuse.
Following the recommendation of the jury, Circuit Judge Bynum Gibson sentenced the two men to 10 years in prison fined them $5,000 each. They faced a maximum sentence of 30 years.
The 41-year-old Murphy showed little reaction to the verdict but the smirk Ray wore throughout the 2-day trial was gone.
To get a first degree sexual abuse conviction the state had to prove the men engaged in deviate sexual activity with the boy and they were in a position of authority or a temporary caretaker for the boy.
The boy, who was characterized as a "slow learner" and "loner" by a school guidance counselor, testified Tuesday that Ray and Murphy invited him to spend the night at their home on Dec. 7. After taking him out to dinner and shopping, the boy said the men gave him marijuana and beer then assaulted him.
Tenth Judicial District Chief Deputy Prosecutor David Cason told the jury the two men became temporary caretakers for the boy when his parents allowed him to go with Ray and Murphy.
Using his son as an example, Cason said when his son spends the night with a friend he doesn't make a formal pronouncement that he is placing his son in someone's care; it's understood.
"The parents may not have used good judgment but you should focus on what's important," said Cason. "What's important is what was done to (the boy) that night."
According to the boy's grandmother, who testified during the sentencing phase, the boy became moody, complained of stomach aches, and couldn't sleep after the incident.
"I asked him about it but he wouldn't say anything," she said. "It's hard to get him to talk because he's got the feeling he's done something wrong."
Defense attorneys claimed the boy and he could have left anytime he wanted.
Murphy said he regretted what happened and was "sure" it wouldn't have happened had he and Ray not been drunk.
Both men testified they would be willing to participate in alcohol and sexual offender treatment.
"There's no atheists in fox holes," Cason said. "Everyone seems to want rehabilitation when they get caught. If people who do what they did don't deserve prison, then who does? They deserve 30 years for what they did."
In addition to the 10 year sentence and fines, Murphy and Ray will have to register as sex offenders and provide a DNA sample under the DNA Detection of Sex and Violent Offenders Act.
Two queers raping a 16 year old mentally challenged boy. Sure Rosie, queers make great adoptive parents!
Of course it is of no surprise that we did not ever hear anything of this in the nightly news, but if the couple were not queers, it would have been on every news outlet in the USA.
What a wise move by the parents....... NAWT
The parents should get 20 years.
It's refreshing now and then to see a reporter let their mask of impartiality slip, if only briefly. I think we can all can imagine the thoughts going through Ray's mind of what awaits him in prison.
Brer Rabbit and the Tar Baby
Retold by Catharine Farrell from a story retold by Joel Chandler Harris
One day Brer Fox thought of how Brer Rabbit had been cutting up his capers and bouncing around until he'd come to believe that he was the boss of the whole gang. Brer Fox thought of a way to lay some bait for that uppity Brer Rabbit.
He went to work and got some tar and mixed it with some turpentine. He fixed up a contraption that he called a Tar-Baby. When he finished making her, he put a straw hat on her head and sat the little thing in the middle of the road. Brer Fox, he lay off in the bushes to see what would happen.
Well, he didn't have to wait long either, 'cause by and by Brer Rabbit came pacing down the road--lippity-clippity, clippity-lippity--just as sassy as a jaybird. Brer Fox, he lay low. Brer Rabbit came prancing along until he saw the Tar-Baby and then he sat back on his hind legs like he was astonished. The Tar-Baby just sat there, she did, and Brer Fox, he lay low.
"Good morning!" says Brer Rabbit, says he. "Nice weather we're having this morning," says he.
Tar-Baby didn't say a word, and Brer Fox, he lay low.
"How are you feeling this morning?" says Brer Rabbit, says he.
Brer Fox, he winked his eye real slow and lay low and the Tar-Baby didn't say a thing.
"What is the matter with you then? Are you deaf?" says Brer Rabbit, says he. "Cause if you are, I can holler louder," says he.
The Tar-Baby stayed still and Brer Fox, he lay low.
"You're stuck-up, that's what's wrong with you. You think you're too good to talk to me," says Brer Rabbit, says he. "And I'm going to cure you, that's what I'm going to do," says he.
Brer Fox started to chuckle in his stomach, he did, but Tar-Baby didn't say a word.
"I'm going to teach you how to talk to respectable folks if it's my last act," says Brer Rabbit, says he. "If you don't take off that hat and say howdy, I'm going to bust you wide open," says he.
Tar-Baby stayed still and Brer Fox, he lay low.
Brer Rabbit kept on asking her why she wouldn't talk and the Tar-Baby kept on saying nothing until Brer Rabbit finally drew back his fist, he did, and blip--he hit the Tar-Baby on the jaw. But his fist stuck and he couldn't pull it loose. The tar held him. But Tar-Baby, she stayed still, and Brer Fox, he lay low.
"If you don't let me loose, I'm going to hit you again," says Brer Rabbit, says he, and with that he drew back his other fist and blap--he hit the Tar-Baby with the other hand and that one stuck fast too.
Tar-Baby she stayed still, and Brer Fox, he lay low.
"Turn me loose, before I kick the natural stuffing out of you," says Brer Rabbit, says he, but the Tar-Baby just sat there.
She just held on and then Brer Rabbit jumped her with both his feet. Brer Fox, he lay low. Then Brer Rabbit yelled out that if that Tar-Baby didn't turn him loose, he was going to butt her crank-sided. Then he butted her and his head got stuck.
Brer Fox walked out from behind the bushes and strolled over to Brer Rabbit, looking as innocent as a mockingbird.
"Howdy, Brer Rabbit," says Brer Fox, says he. "You look sort of stuck up this morning," says he. And he rolled on the ground and laughed and laughed until he couldn't laugh anymore.
By and by he said, "Well, I expect I got you this time, Brer Rabbit," says he. "Maybe I don't, but I expect I do. You've been around here sassing after me a mighty long time, but now it's the end.
And then you're always getting into something that's none of your business," says Brer Fox, says he. "Who asked you to come and strike up a conversation with this Tar-Baby? And who stuck you up the way you are? Nobody in the round world. You just jammed yourself into that Tar-Baby without waiting for an invitation," says Brer Fox, says he. "There you are and there you'll stay until I fix up a brushpile and fire it up, "cause I'm going to barbecue you today, for sure," says Brer Fox, says he.
Then Brer Rabbit started talking mighty humble.
"I don't care what you do with me, Brer Fox, says he, "Just so you don't fling me in that briar patch. Roast me, Brer Fox, says he, "But don't fling me in that briar patch."
"It's so much trouble to kindle a fire," says Brer Fox, says he, "that I expect I'd better hang you," says he.
"Hang me just as high as you please, Brer Fox, says Brer Rabbit, says he, "but for the Lord's sake, don't fling me in that briar patch," says he.
"I don't have any string, " says Brer Fox, says he, "Now I expect I had better drown you, " says he.
"Drown me just as deep as you please, Brer Fox," says Brer Rabbit, says he, "But please do not fling me in that briar patch, " says he.
"There's no water near here," says Brer Fox, says he, "And now I reckon I'd better skin you," says he.
"Skin me Brer Fox," says he. "Snatch out my eyeballs, tear out my ears by the roots," says he, "But please, Brer Fox, don't fling me in that briar patch, " says he.
Of course, Brer Fox wanted to get Brer Rabbit as bad as he could, so he caught him by the behind legs and slung him right in the middle of the briar patch. There was a considerable flutter when Brer Rabbit struck the bushes, and Brer Fox hung around to see what was going to happen.
By and by he heard someone call his name and 'way up on the hill he saw Brer Rabbit sitting cross-legged on a chinquapin log combing the tar pitch out of his hair with a chip. Then Brer Fox knew he had been tricked.
Brer Rabbit hollered out, "Born and bred in the briar patch. I was born and bred in the briar patch!" And with that he skipped out just as lively as a cricket in the embers of a fire.
End
Fine, let's start with a shot of Tequila and a knife to cut off their nuts.
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