You know, I love a gin and tonic after work to unwind. Okay, maybe two or three, but I make sure it is out of reach of my toddler. I’m pretty sure that most responsible parents out there would make for damn sure that their children don’t get into the liquor cabinet.
Well, Raymond Jackson, from Crescent Springs, Kentucky encouraged his two year old stepdaughter McKenzie to drink his specially brewed sweet tea, complete with a dash of gin. After a few glasses of this magic juice, the toddler passed out and became unresponsive.
When Jackson’s wife arrived home from work roughly around midnight, she did what any loving mother does and checked on her little girl. Immediately, she noticed that there was something horribly, horribly wrong. When Amanda Jackson kissed her daughter’s cheek, she noticed her eyes were rolling back in her head, and her breathing was labored. Amanda rushed her daughter to the hospital with Ray in tow.
JURY GIVES MILAM DEATH SENTENCE
excerpts from an article by Howard Roden – The Courier Of Montgomery County (TX)
Labeled by prosecutors as a “monster” who deserves “the ultimate penalty,” convicted murderer Blaine Keith Milam was sentenced late Thursday night to die by lethal injection for his role in the beating death of his girlfriend’s daughter.
Milam, 20, was convicted of capital murder May 17 for killing 13-month-old Amora Carson, the daughter of his girlfriend, Jessica Carson.
Amora Carson died from blunt-force trauma inflicted on her Dec. 2, 2008. Milam and Jessica Carson, both of Rusk County, said they repeatedly struck the toddler with an unknown object in an attempt to remove demons from the child during an exorcism. An expert during the trial said 23 of 24 bite marks found on Amora Carson’s body belonged to Milam.
TRANSCRIPT OF TREACY-RATLEY TEXT EXCHANGE RELEASED
This is a transcript of the text message exchange between Wayne Treacy‘s Gmail and Josie Lou Ratley’s cell phone, as released Friday by Treacy’s Fort Lauderdale lawyer, Russell Williams:
Ratley: Kayla don’t want 2 talk 2 u. Pt.
Treacy: F— you. She does.
Ratley: Lol rapest
Treacy: Stop being stupid.
Ratley: Y do u like lil girls?
Treacy: Why are you trying to get urself killed?
Ratley: Go suck t—–’s p—-!
Treacy: Your ass is getting f—-d up. Wait for it. I will find you, I will mess you up. You will regret crossing me.
Attention all you soul shoppers, today we have a buy one get two free special. For your consideration, let me introduce our three new inductees; Jason Christopher Lay, his attorney, Reginald W. Bours III, and the Honorable Eric M. Johnson or Maryland.
Let us begin with Jason Lay. Back in 2003, Jason was a VERY bad boy. He began using drugs and alcohol. He also began sexually assaulting a 4-year old girl who was the daughter of a friend of his. This abuse continued after Jason married the girl’s mother.
The sexual abuse that this defenseless child suffered was horrific but she heroically testified against Lay at his 2005 trial. She detailed the abuse, even though she refused to look at him. During his trial, Lay was obstinate and in denial. He made faces at witnesses and showed little remorse for his crimes.
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I was looking at the suggestions for stories we’ve gotten over the last few days, and let me tell you, it is not a job for the thin skinned. Some asshole killed his wife here in Connecticut because they were having financial problems. Four-year-old Ethan Stacey was beat and tortured to death by Nathan Sloop while mom stood by and did nothing. Some shit head child molester began harassing his 3-year-old victim after he was released for jail. They emails never end, and I read every one of them.
So you’ll have to forgive me if I seem to be overreacting to this story of what amounts to a pair of German Shepherds behaving like what they are – dogs – and an owner who has lived long enough to be called a man but doesn’t have a clue about how to act like one.
This upstanding young man is 18-year-old Blake VanNest.
First off, we here at PYSIH would like everyone to know that Blake VanNest absolutely detests black people. Oh how he hates them. Blake VanNest hates black people so much that he actually had a swastika tattoo put on his body. It’s there if you care to look. Blake VanNest might show you his tattoo if you ask him nicely – unless you’re black, in which case Blake is probably thinking about the best ways he can show you how much he hates you.
Blake VanNest also has an interesting and unique fetish for threatening to touch younger boys with his penis in order to get them to do what Blake wants.
I love to walk my dogs. I enjoy the fresh air, the scenery, seeing my pups’ tails wag excitedly as their chunky little bodies waddle down the path. The exercise is good for me and for them. But there is a dark side to walking your dog, and that is the greatly increased odds of you stumbling upon something quite horrifyingly horrible. Face it, dog walkers find a lot of bodies.
And so it was in a Toronto park on December 7, 1999. Mary Smith was out walking her dog in Colonel Samuel Smith Park when she saw two suspicious people trying to hide something along the rocky shoreline. She, being much, much braver than I, investigated and found three garbage bags hidden amidst the rocks. I can’t even imagine the horror of her discovery of the contents of those bags – the limbs of a little child. Just the limbs. And the legs of this wee little person were all bruised up, an undeniable sign that physical abuse had taken place as well as murder.
You know there are many things in this life that I just don’t understand. Like the guy that drives past my house, Monday through Friday, promptly at 8:17 am, playing his trumpet as he drives. Or why my neighbor dug out a giant hole in his backyard and every night blares Led Zeppelin and burns logs. Really big logs. And why anyone would not thoroughly check out the person who they trust to take care of their children. Nope, don’t get it.
Samantha Light, 26, and Stephen Quick, 32, of Veedersburg, Indiana welcomed their baby daughter in January of 2009. Samantha had recently returned to Veedersburg after moving back from Indianapolis. She and Steven ran a daycare service out of their home, which must have seen like a practical solution because of their own childcare needs.