UPDATE: Cesar Armando Laurean
CESAR LAUREAN GUILTY OF MURDER, GETS LIFE WITHOUT PAROLE
excerpts of an article by Lindell Kay, The Havelock (North Carolina) news
A former Camp Lejeune Marine corporal who killed a pregnant colleague to save his military career will spend the rest of his life in prison.
Cesar Armando Laurean, 23, was found guilty by a Wayne County jury in the 2007 bludgeoning death of 20-year-old Lance Cpl. Maria Lauterbach. The jury deliberated for less than three hours before reaching its verdict based on testimony from 49 witnesses over a two-week period.
With his mother crying in the background, Laurean was shackled by bailiffs and led away after sentencing by N.C. Superior Court Judge W. Osmond Smith.
“I am extremely satisfied the jury made the right decision in this case,” said District Attorney Dewey Hudson, who called Laurean during closing arguments “a coward who hit a pregnant woman in the back of the head with a crowbar.”
Chief Assistant District Attorney Ernie Lee said Mary Lauterbach lived a parent’s worst nightmare for 28
days beginning Dec. 14, 2007, when she last spoke to her daughter.
“On Jan. 11, 2008, Mary Lauterbach’s nightmare became a reality when her daughter’s body was found buried in the defendant’s backyard,” he said.
Mary Lauterbach said after the trial that she intended to continue to push for sexual assault reporting reforms in the military.
“Maria will always be my hero,” she said, wiping tears from her eyes.
She thanked Onslow County Sheriff’s Sgt. T.J. Cavanagh.
“He was the first person I spoke to here that knew something was wrong,” she said.
During a two-week trial, prosecutors painted Cesar Laurean as a Camp Lejeune Marine corporal willing to kill a pregnant colleague to silence their adulterous affair while the defense countered that he was a good Marine caught in the vindictive trap of a female subordinate he had reprimanded.
Laurean and Lauterbach worked together aboard Camp Lejeune as personnel clerks until she accused him of rape in May 2007. A DNA test later revealed Laurean was not the father of her unborn child. She was in her third trimester of pregnancy when she died.
Lee said Laurean was well aware of the detrimental effect Lauterbach’s allegations would have on his career, regardless of whether their relationship was consensual. Adultery is a crime in the Marine Corps, which could have damaged Laurean’s career, Lee reminded the jury in his closing argument.
He said Laurean told a fellow Marine that he planned to trick Lauterbach into going to Mexico,
discrediting her and salvaging his career. But Laurean’s plan was far more sinister, Lee said.
“The defendant wanted to be a good Marine, but as long as Maria Lauterbach was still out there he couldn’t,” Lee said. “As long as she was out there he would be looking over his shoulder.”
Lee said Lauterbach thought she was going to Mexico to live a happy life with the father of her child; instead Laurean sent her to a cold, dark grave in his backyard.
Laurean fled Onslow County on Jan. 11, 2008, hours before authorities discovered Lauterbach’s charred remains and those of her unborn child buried beneath a fire pit in his Half Moon community backyard.
Lee said not only did Laurean plan Lauterbach’s death, he tried to cover it up afterward. Lee reminded the jury how Laurean cleaned the crowbar, painted the garage walls, folded a blood-stained raft and put it away in the days after Lauterbach’s death.
“He then held a Christmas bonfire on the very spot he buried his victim,” Lee said.
Laurean’s attorney, Jacksonville lawyer Dick McNeil, said he was disappointed in the verdict and that the
judge did not allow certain evidence and that second degree murder was not offered to the jury as a possible verdict.
“We will be in appellate court within six months,” McNeil said.
During the trial, McNeil told the jury there was no question that Lauterbach was buried in the Laurean backyard; the real question is why she went to 103 Meadow Trail in the first place and who actually swung the crowbar the state maintains is the murder weapon.
McNeil painted his client as a good Marine who became the target of Lauterbach’s vindictiveness after he counseled her for being habitually late to work. She accused him of rape out of spite and later showed up at his home troubled, distraught and in violation of a protective order.
McNeil also said his client’s wife, Christina Laurean, had motive and opportunity. He said Christina Laurean, as a trained Marine, was totally capable of lifting and swinging the crowbar.
He questioned why the state — which learned just 19 days before his client’s trial began that Christina Laurean’s DNA could not be excluded from being found on the crowbar — had not pursued her as a suspect.
Lee said Christina Laurean, who he referred to as a cooperating witness, was not the one accused of rape. He said Christina Laurean did not buy cinderblocks and dig a hole in the backyard. He said it was also not Christina Laurean captured on surveillance footage trying to remove cash from Lauterbach’s bank account, an additional charge — bank card theft, but not armed robbery — the jury found Laurean guilty of.
Laurean was on the run in Mexico until being arrested there in April 2007. He was extradited in 2009. The state could not pursue the death penalty against him for Lauterbach’s death as part of an extradition agreement with Mexico.
The trial was held in Goldsboro after a judge moved proceedings out of Onslow County earlier this year due to pretrial publicity in Jacksonville.
Se ya Cesar, have a nice life without parole. It’s too bad the United States and North Carolina made a deal with Mexico during the negotiations to extradite you back to the US which saved your baby killing, woman murdering butt from the death penalty, or you almost certainly would have a date with the needle.
But I’m betting you won’t live a long, happy life in prison, especially when your “colleagues” discover you’re responsible for the death of a nearly full term fetus. Oh boy, won’t that be a sight to see, and it won’t be good for you Cesar, not good at all.
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What a piece of shit. Not much else to say.
Honestly though, even if this young woman had falsely accused him of rape and was in violation of something by showing up at his home, that doesn’t justify murder. This is a shocking crime. Fuck the defense for trying to paint her as an unstable character, really.
The United States and North Carolina had to agree to no death penalty in order to have Laurean extradited to the United States.
The Mexican government truly serves as a personal inspiration to me, and more governments should pattern their leadership after the benevolent Mexican government. The Mexican government should be commended for it’s integrity, high moral standards, and ethics – especially on the human rights front.
I hope our present administration takes heed of the lesson the Mexicans have given us, and in the future, treats the citizens of the United States with the same compassion and protections the Mexican government bestows upon her citizens and visitors.
I’m assuming your joking?
Ew. I just stepped in somethin’… ;)
If you are serious please educate yourself by reading the book “Daughters of Juarez”
If “benevolent Mexican government” wasn’t dripping with enough sarcasm for ya, try “The Mexican government should be commended for it’s integrity, high moral standards, and ethics – especially on the human rights front.”
On another note, I really wish they would stop shooting from Ciudad Juarez into El Paso, Texas. The college has bullet holes in it. So does the City Hall, yet supposedly there is nothing we can do about it unless we want to create an international incident.
It seems to me that bullets fired into our country from another country, for whatever reason, should already constitute an ‘international incident’, no?
Sarcasm? SARCASM?? Thanks for sticking up for me, VCBecky, but yes, the Mexican Government IS benevolent. Anybody that gives me tacos and tequila is okay in my book. The shows and entertainment in Tiajuana are just the icing on the cake. Viva la Mexico.
My favorite definition for benevolent for that little sarcastic gem.
It caused a spit take. Well done.
Wait, wait…Miwist, are you saying you support countries that force other countries to agree to no death penalty in order to extradite? These countries are breeding grounds for pansies who are scared for their own lives because they have taken another. Do they not understand that he killed not only one, but two human beings? I’d love to see this man fried or subject to a lethal injection. Cesar got treated with more decency and compassion by Mexico than he gave to his 2 victims. Where was his “compassion” when he was killing Maria and her baby? Fuck compassion when you have taken another life, especially an innocent baby. He should not get human rights…he took two! After you murder, you should not cry about basic human rights. IF you do not get the death penalty, rot in a cell for the rest of your life. No accommodations like a damn hotel. You get 3 pieces of bread a day, some water in a bowl and a pot to shit in, if you’re lucky.
I hear ya. So what if every murderer fled to Mexico? Then what? They’d all get a cozy jail cell and food to eat while their victims lay dead? No friggin way. Burn in hell bitches
The article really doesn’t make it clear if the DNA test was done before or after she was killed. If it was before and this guy knew the result, why didn’t he just deny having any kind of sexual contact with her as she would then have no proof of her allegations? Of course I know that means he would have gotten away with it if he really did rape her, but wouldn’t that be better than her and the baby) being dead?
Uh, I don’t get it. They were working together, started an affair, she accuses him of rape, she gets a protective order, then she goes over to his house thinking he is leaving his wife and taking her to Mexico to live happily ever after? Where was his wife through all of this? There’s a pretty big disconnect between being raped and getting a restraining order and showing up at your rapist’s house to elope to Mexico.
Nevertheless, he’s a pretty giant bastard to kill a pregnant woman in her third trimester who claims she is carrying your baby, burn her body in your backyard (Christ, where were the neighbors? Do you know what that would smell like? The world’s biggest bar-be-que), steal her credit card and stand in front of the ATM camera like an idiot, then hold a bonfire over her body on Christmas.
Note to self: don’t bury your murder victims on your property, demonstrating not only stupidity but a serious lack of imagination.
I REEEEALLY think there’s more to this story than meets the eye. TBS’s post above pretty much says it all for me.
To clarify, I am NOT trying to attack the victim. She could have been a manipulative cunt, but that’s human. What he did is inhuman. I don’t care if she’s the biggest bitch in the world, that doesn’t justify killing her even if she wasn’t pregnant. She and her baby didn’t deserve what happened to them.
There’s a nasty case brewing about the crime lab at NC SBI. The majority of their samples/tests are 2 years behind, yet this case flew through this inefficient system at light speed?
What exactly was tested? The infants bones? This guy dumped diesel and gasoline on a pregnant human being and then burned it under creosote generating pine logs. Then the State tests the “baby” at a lab with issues and proves he was not the father?
Can I politely question the test results, while I guffaw at the sampling process?
Burnt DNA, from months after the case was differentiated and then tested against him to determine paternity?
I wonder if his wife had something to do with her death as well?
What happened to voting? I wanna vote this prick into hell.
Uggh….the whole thing makes me sick. BOTH of them were a disgrace to their uniforms and make the entire military look bad. At a minimum he was murderer and an adulterer. Pretty much a complete bastard and a menace to his female service members. She seems to have taken at least some liberties with the truth of the matter and did not exercise a great deal of caution. At least they didn’t drag any other soldiers down with them.
Good fucking riddance, I hope he burns in hell. I’m glad he didn’t get by with this just because of his Marine status.
I dated a Marine at Cherry Point (not far from LeJeune) who was not only leading a double life, but a triple. A wife and two girlfriends. I was one of them. I found out and was on the phone about to blow his cover when he barged in, tied me up and held me hostage for 8 hours with a chord around my neck and a knife at my throat telling me how little pressure it would take to cut my throat, how little force he’d have to exert to rip my ear off, how he could mangle my face and cut my fingertips off and dump me in the swamps and nobody would ever know who I was or what happened to me. Instead he bought a plane ticket to halfway across the country, took me to the airport and practically sat me on a plane myself telling me the whole time if I didn’t get on it or if I told anybody what happened, he would kill me. THE SECOND my plane landed I went right to the police and did shit happen to him? Fuck no. The fucking North Carolina sheriff actually indicated I was sexually excited by violence and this was just something that got out of hand. Fuck North Carolina and the Marine Corp.
Wow. Just wow. That story was more horrifying than some of the ones posted as headlines.
Hey Harley, if you have any kind of solid proof, like audio or letters, that shows this is true, I’ll write this asshole up, along with the Sheriff and anyone else who ends up being involved. I’ll protect you and your identity at all costs, but I’d love it if this tough guy tried to intimidate me. I’ve been living my life with one foot in the grave since my third heart attack in 1994, so I don’t respond to threats nicely or predictably.
I wish I did. More backstory: I was living in St. Louis and he came off deployment from Japan back to New Bern. He flew me to New Bern where we were apartment hunting together. I was staying in a hotel. New Bern is a practically a Marine town, and god bless them and all, and I was some outside city girl nobody could be bothered with. I only knew him there. This all went down in the couple weeks I was there when we were supposed to be looking for a place to live together. His wife lived in his house in New Jersey, and his other girlfriend was going to school in Oklahoma so I guess he thought he could pull it off for awhile. When I found out, I was in my hotel room alone and on the phone with the girlfriend in Oklahoma. He knocked on my door so I told her I would call her back. That’s when he barged in and held me hostage. I still kick myself for hanging up. If I had said “hold on” and set the phone down, she would have at least heard what happened.
It was just him and me in there, no witnesses or recordings of any kind. The fucked part is, I screamed at the top of my lungs for help in a god damn hotel and nobody could be bothered to see what was going on.
Max, all I have in the way of proof is pictures of the injuries from the police. I don’t know if that helps though.
Harley, as a North Carolinian, let me apologize on behalf of the portion of my State that are not lunatics.
Also as a North Carolinian, may I please have the name of this Sheriff. You don’t have to give me too much, but I’d love for my Sheriff in Wake to bring it up at the NC Sheriff’s association meeting and point his finger at his fellow sheriff and ask him what he has to say about it.
This should be on like donkey kong and the game shouldn’t stop until he loses his election.
I can’t remember the name of the person who suggested the sexual excitment thing. The person I dealt with primarily though was Det. John Hardin Major Case Criminal Investigation Division of New Bern. He couldn’t/wouldn’t serve a warrant on the guy unless I went back to North Carolina but I had no job and no way of doing so and he was not concerned with that at all. The entire case rested on me being able to go back to North Carolina and the simple fact that I had no money to do so is why nothing ever came of it, and by the time I could it was too late. I told him time and time again, I can’t afford it, I have no money (I was unemployed) and all he would say was “well let me know, if you’re not coming I will close the case”.
He was not very…I don’t know how to describe it…it’s like bedside manner in doctors – he didn’t have it. I got the impression that he didn’t believe me so I felt like he wasn’t working with me like he should/could have.
I am from Camp Lejeune, and I can tell you this……. the majority citizens of Onslow County believe the wife has more of a hand in this than what has been reported. I want to say inject him, but without knowing exactly what happened, I can’t. From my understanding according to our local news is that, this asshat made ginormous effort into concealing everything. Painting the walls in the garage. Wife comes home, doesn’t question why her husband decided to paint the walls? Oh, let’s see….. drag her body outside and bury it. Nope, wife doesnt notice anything either.
When they caught him on surveillance cameras buying the cinderblocks, he had a guy with him. Havent heard anything about the guy either.
They did it together. The wife was pissed there was an affair going on, so of course, she wants in on it. And assfuck Caesar didnt want to have his career destroyed. So, let’s just kill her. THEY WENT TO AN ATTORNEY TOGETHER THE DAY BEFORE HE FLED TO MEXICO. Are you kidding me? She stayed in contact with him while the dummy ate only avacodos and probably had the worst case of diarreaha ever.
This case was botched from the getgo. Sherriff Ed Brown, you suck monkey balls anyway.
When they found the remains of her and the child, they found baby boy clothing. She really did think she was going with Caesar. Very sad.
Oh, and to the broad that said this:
“Fuck North Carolina and the Marine Corp.”
How about Fuck You? You shouldnt stereotype all of us because of your situation. The next time I head to Afghanistan or Iraq, I’ll remember your comment. Ungrateful twat.
Iris,
I live and work in and around Raleigh now, but I did a few contract jobs at Jeune and Pope Air Force base. I have family and friends in town with you, and hope you work hard to keep them safe and keep yourself safe. Thank you for what you do. I think you missed what Harley meant. She was abused by a Marine, probably the same Sheriff Ed Brown or his predecessor, and that turned her against North Carolina and the Marine Corps. I hope it all turns out for the best for you, and I hope you just remember, that once these wars are over, it’s time for a Jeune Marine to run for Sheriff, and they’d be glad to have someone like you or one of your fellows.
Best wishes, safe returns and God’s speed.
Hey fuck you too, did I put a gun to your head and make you enlist? No. You signed up of your own free will, I don’t have to care where you go and what you do and if it kills you.
No, but I’m also not the one crying on here that a Marine held me at gunpoint, AND I LET HIM GET AWAY!!!!!
Can we say, LIAR or dumb ass? Hmmmmm…..
I do believe he had a wife and another girlfriend. Most of your fabricated pity party story is just another bitter individual who fucked around on the internet and developed a relationship with a Marine on military yahoo chat.
Typical barracks whore story. We see it all of the time.
Excuse me…. knifepoint.
*yawn* I debunked this below. Wow, if you can’t even find a post on a forum no wonder you can’t miss those roadside bombs.
Oh, and not anyone can do your job? Sweetheart please. Look around you. You can’t throw a rock without hitting another one of you. Do you know how many of you there are? You’re a dime a fucking dozen, you’re a nameless faceless body in a pair of shoes and anybody can be you and when you’re done doing it someone else is going to do it and it doesn’t make a god damn bit of difference. You’re not a fucking brain surgeon, or a rocket scientist. You’re not curing diseases or even being useful enough to maintain someone suffering with a disease. You’re a body.
Debunked? How? Because of what you say are the facts? You aren’t a bright cookie, are you? Anyone can say anything on the internet. It doesn’t mean it’s correct.
You are correct. I am a body. And a nice looking one at that, if i say so myself.
Also why don’t you let me know what it is I should be grateful for. Afghanistan and Iraq are not a threat to me.
Jason,
Thank you. I understand what she meant, but I also think it was a very blanket statement to make. If a black man held me hostage and did what she says happened to her, my response on the world wide web would not be “Fuck black people”. If a Asian man did the same, I would not say, “Fuck Asians”. Yes, race and a military branch are two seperate categories, however, the Marine Corps is something not everyone will experience. Or even can experience. You will never know what it feels like to be “black”, or “white”, if you arent black or white. You will never know what it feels like to be a Marine, unless you are a Marine. My job feeds my children. It’s what I do in this world to not be a welfare hungry person using the system. It will always be an important stepping stone in my life. Her comment has not been the first, and will probably not be the last. We are not all douchebags like this dumb ass Ceasar. The majority of us are good, strong citizens of this country and we do what we can to make it. Semper Fi.
Thank you, Iris, for all you do. We owe y ou and your comrades a debt we can never pay. Good luck always.
No actually a majority of the Marine’s I’ve met are incredibly arrogant cocksuckers with such a bloated sense of entitlement I can’t fucking breathe within ten feet of one. I also married one and he’s most of the time a decent guy, even he’s guilty of it. You know what? I was put through living fucking hell by a guy who was protected by the police and the Marines because of his Marine status and not only did I not get justice for what happened to me, but I also got ridiculed for it and it would not have gone down like that if he didn’t have the USMC title. So I’ll say it again. Fuck North Carolina and the Marine Corp and if it bothers you so much that you’re still going to fret about it next time you’re in Afghanistan, boo fucking hoo. Do you think I owe you something? That I should thank you? I’m sorry was the draft reinstated and I didn’t hear about it? No? Oh what’s that? You signed up yourself? By choice? That’s my problem how? Don’t act like you’re doing me a favor or god help you, you’re actually doing it for free. You chose your job, and you get paid for it like every fucking body else so get off your pedestal before somebody knocks you off. Oh look, a Marine with a bloated sense of entitlement and self worth. NOW I’VE SEEN EVERYTHING.
Harley,
You would know about the “majority” of Marines being arrogant cocksuckers. Sounds like you’ve had PLENTY of experience in that arena. We have a term for your kind. Im sure your familiar with it. It’s called, “barracks whore”.
We’ve seen your kind quite a bit. Probably came down here, hoping that a Marine would marry you so your lazy ass doesn’t have to work and you could pig dive in free medical insurance. Explains why you were unemployed and couldnt afford to come down and see this guy thrown in jail.
Are you fucking serious? This man made your life HELL, held you hostage and said horrible things to you. FORCED you on a plane (how he did that, I’d love to know), and yet, you couldnt hold a fucking yard sale, or borrow money or ANYTHING to get down and get him nailed? Sorry sweet cheeks, your story doesn’t fly by me.
Fact is, you were desperate to marry someone, so you wouldnt have to work.
You are damn right I chose my job. Did I ask for your gratitude? Did I ask for your thanks? You’re just mad your ass got called a FUCKING TWAT, and frankly, you deserved it.
Knocks me off? *Chuckle* And you call us Marines arrogant cocksuckers? HA. Maybe we are. We just know not anyone can do this job, and YOU, definently couldnt.
Step back, take a breather… you sound like a bloody rag.
PS: I feel sorry for your husband.
“You would know about the “majority” of Marines being arrogant cocksuckers. Sounds like you’ve had PLENTY of experience in that arena. We have a term for your kind. Im sure your familiar with it. It’s called, “barracks whore”.”
Yea, I would – lived in San Diego. They’re all over the place, looking at everybody like we owe them something. I’ve set foot in a barracks two times. Once to retrieve my ex husband after returning from a training, once to retrieve my ex husband after his vehicle broke on base. I’ve slept with two service men. My ex husband – who I married before he was a Marine and divorced while he was still enlisted. Then later my ex boyfriend who was a Marine when we started dating, and when we stopped. Nice try though. What was it you said about blanket statements? Oh look, you’re a Marine AND a lying hypocrite…that’s new and different.
“We’ve seen your kind quite a bit. Probably came down here, hoping that a Marine would marry you so your lazy ass doesn’t have to work and you could pig dive in free medical insurance.”
Nope, sorry. Except for that year when the economy and my cushy retirement firm job went to shit. I did, and currently make more money than both my husband and ex boyfriend did as Marines. They weren’t grunts either. I never even submitted the paperwork to use your piddly insurance. I’ve been to a base medical facility, no thanks. I’ll use my GOOD insurance and go to a real doctor. Unless I have a sudden need for herpes meds like the grunt whores milling about your base slums.
“Are you fucking serious? This man made your life HELL, held you hostage and said horrible things to you. FORCED you on a plane (how he did that, I’d love to know), and yet, you couldnt hold a fucking yard sale, or borrow money or ANYTHING to get down and get him nailed? Sorry sweet cheeks, your story doesn’t fly by me. ”
Yes I’m fucking serious, are you half retarded or just an idiot? You obviously don’t know jack or shit about abuse if you’re even asking how he forced me into anything. With threats against me maybe? Perhaps my family? How about after hearing about how he can kill me for 8 hours, and him eying me down as I went through security, knowing that if I didn’t get on the plane that he would follow through was fucking enough. It’s called fear for your fucking life you half wit.
Who would I borrow money from? My dead parents? How about my dead grandparents? Or my other dead grandparents? What about my boyfriend? Oh wait, that guy tried to kill me. The money that I did have, the stuff that I was selling, the money that I was borrowing…I was kind of fucking surviving on that. You know, that whole thing where you have to eat and kind of live somewhere. Living didn’t take a back fucking seat to him.
“Fact is, you were desperate to marry someone, so you wouldnt have to work.”
Again, no. I worked through the whole duration of my previous marriage, made more than my husband at the time even with his extra pay, and nowhere did I ever say I intended to marry my boyfriend at the time. Again, your grunt brain skipped over some reading comprehension. THE GUY WAS ALREADY MARRIED. Can’t get double married jackass. In fact, he was due to get out a couple months after I moved. Even If we did get married, it wouldn’t have mattered. Furthermore, I know that married Marine’s don’t make so much more that it’s even worth it. Nice try, again.
“You are damn right I chose my job. Did I ask for your gratitude? Did I ask for your thanks? You’re just mad your ass got called a FUCKING TWAT, and frankly, you deserved it.
Knocks me off? *Chuckle* And you call us Marines arrogant cocksuckers? HA. Maybe we are. We just know not anyone can do this job, and YOU, definently couldnt. ”
AW DURR A MARINE CALLED ME A TWAT. There goes my little heart to pieces.
Actually, YOU’RE the one that threw a whiny bitch fit and called me ungrateful. Well fuck you, I don’t give two shits about what you do. I’m not mad that I got called a twat, I’m annoyed that you think you’re something spheshull because of the job you chose and that I should give a god damn. Big fucking deal. You’re a fucking body, and if you didn’t have your title, you would be a worthless piece of shit. Behind it, you’re still a worthless piece of shit. You got through high school, realized you were a nothing worthless piece of shit and were too stupid for university so you woke up one day and said “TV, how can I be the biggest, stupidest douchebag and get paid for it” and then you saw a McDonalds commercial and a Marine’s commercial back to back. The Kid Rock song in the background gave your life meaning and the french fries made you hungry. Now here you are. Whoop de fuckin do. No you’re right, I couldn’t do it. My job actually requires intelligent thought and is intellectually stimulating.
“Step back, take a breather… you sound like a bloody rag.”
Or how about don’t dish it out if you can’t take it…twat.
“PS: I feel sorry for your husband.”
Well oddly enough, we’re on the phone (we’ve remained friends) and he says don’t bother. He always did find me endearing.
“Yea, I would – lived in San Diego. They’re all over the place, looking at everybody like we owe them something.”
We’ve already established you fucked the whole Marine Corps to know this. Next…
“Once to retrieve my ex husband after returning from a training, once to retrieve my ex husband after his vehicle broke
on base. I’ve slept with two service men. My ex husband – who I married before he was a Marine and divorced while he was
still enlisted. Then later my ex boyfriend who was a Marine when we started dating, and when we stopped. Nice try though.
Whatever helps you sleep through the night.
“They weren’t grunts either.”
That hasn’t nothing to do with how much money you make. A grunt doesn’t get a different pay because he is a grunt.
“Unless I have a sudden need for herpes meds like the grunt whores milling about your base slums.”
It’s chlamedyiah, not herpes.
“Yes I’m fucking serious, are you half retarded or just an idiot? You obviously don’t know jack or shit about abuse
if you’re even asking how he forced me into anything.”
That is correct. I wouldn’t know. Because I do not put myself in a position where I fly cross country to move in with a guy
I met in a chat room.
“It’s called fear for your fucking life you half wit.”
I am familiar with this.
“Who would I borrow money from? My dead parents? How about my dead grandparents? Or my other dead grandparents? ”
Commence with the pity party.
“Again, your grunt brain skipped over some reading comprehension. ”
I am not a grunt. I cannot be a grunt. Educated yourself.
“THE GUY WAS ALREADY MARRIED. Can’t get double married jackass. ”
We established he was already married, JACKASS. You didn’t. You moved down there with him in the hopes your relationship
would manifest into a marriage. Jackass.
“Actually, YOU’RE the one that threw a whiny bitch fit and called me ungrateful. Well fuck you, I don’t give two shits
about what you do. I’m not mad that I got called a twat, I’m annoyed that you think you’re something spheshull because of
the job you chose and that I should give a god damn. Big fucking deal. You’re a fucking body, and if you didn’t have your
title, you would be a worthless piece of shit. Behind it, you’re still a worthless piece of shit. You got through high
school, realized you were a nothing worthless piece of shit and were too stupid for university so you woke up one day and
said “TV, how can I be the biggest, stupidest douchebag and get paid for it” and then you saw a McDonalds commercial and
a Marine’s commercial back to back. The Kid Rock song in the background gave your life meaning and the french fries made
you hungry. Now here you are. Whoop de fuckin do. No you’re right, I couldn’t do it. My job actually requires intelligent
thought and is intellectually stimulating.”
No, I joined after 9-11, well after high school. I was in training to become a Sous Chef, and was extended an “invitation”
to Johnson and Wales to hop on board. I chose the Marine Corps.
Not into Kid Rock. And I don’t particularly enjoy french fries. You know, since I have to stay in shape for my pathetic
job.
“Or how about don’t dish it out if you can’t take it…twat.”
Im here, arent I? Soak up some of that advice yourself.
“Well oddly enough, we’re on the phone (we’ve remained friends) and he says don’t bother.”
Immense relief. I was preparing for a nap in the hopes I wouldnt have to read another pity story about being held at
knifepoint by another Marine.
“He always did find me endearing.”
For sure. I always divorce people I find endearing.
“We’ve already established you fucked the whole Marine Corps to know this. Next…”
No “we” didn’t establish anything, that’s something you came up with to be an asshole and you have no grounds for it…like a typical dick Marine.
“Whatever helps you sleep through the night.”
Knowing I’m not a half wit retarded mongoloid grunt is one thing.
“It’s chlamedyiah, not herpes.”
Oh honey you have it and can’t even spell it? That’s rich.
“Because I do not put myself in a position where I fly cross country to move in with a guy
I met in a chat room.”
We met at a book signing actually, I haven’t been in a chat room since I was 12. I moved halfway across the country because that is where he was stationed after his deployment ended.
“Commence with the pity party.”
I’ve long since mourned, simple facts. I don’t have cash cows.
“I am not a grunt. I cannot be a grunt. Educated yourself.”
Educated myself? Ok grunt.
“We established he was already married, JACKASS. You didn’t. You moved down there with him in the hopes your relationship
would manifest into a marriage. Jackass.”
I think you have me confused with somebody you actually know, or you have the audacity to think you actually know me. Explain yourself. Who the hell do you think you are? Explain yourself to me now. You do not know me or my intentions. HIS SERVICE WAS UP TWO MONTHS AFTER I MOVED AS PREVIOUSLY STATED. That wouldn’t even have been enough time to get married and get the shit submitted to payroll to get the money you think I was after – which I wasn’t – because if you know as much as you pretend to know – a married Marine doesn’t get paid that much more. It’s not worth it.
“Immense relief. I was preparing for a nap in the hopes I wouldnt have to read another pity story about being held at
knifepoint by another Marine.”
Nobody asked you to come here. I was sharing a personal experience with friends here that I’ve developed a rapport with. I’ve been established here, you just came in like we suddenly set up shop for you to exist in. Typical Marine behavior. Doesn’t exist til you guys can come in and make a mess huh?
“For sure. I always divorce people I find endearing.”
I initiated the divorce.
I can tell that like a typical grunt (or a good dog) you wont yield until your better tells you to do so. Well I am done with you, so heel. I certainly wont pay you further heed as you’re not worth it. I’m done with you. You’re dismissed.
Alright you two, settle down. Don’t make me come up there!
Seriously, is this thread getting anyone anywhere? Harley carries around a lot of pain from an incident that has never been resolved for her, and she chose to vent in this public forum. A lot of us are here friends, so she felt comfortable doing it, but it’s still a public forum.
Enter Iris, and Marine who reads someone bashing her beloved Corps. She comes to it’s defense, as any good Marine would do. Harley is nobody to her, and the blanket condemnation of all Jarheads is unfair, to say the least.
Look, I served in the Army in the early 1980′s, and I did my AT (Advance Training) after boot camp with a bunch of Marines, and we got along just fine. Of course, I was 6 foot, 190 lb back then too, not a 5 foot 3, 110 pound girl, so I will stay neutral.
I gotta ask you guys to take it to email – it’s distracting and inappropriate on this website. I hate to seem like a scolding parent, and I’m not trying to be, it’s just my job to keep this place running smoothly. I hope you both understand where I’m coming from, and that I’m in no way criticizing you for your debate here so far – this IS a public forum and there are no rules against…., well, there are no rules.
I will apologize to you for doing this in your space. For the record, I come from an Army family. But I WAS taught by them to give respect to those to earn it, not to allow someone to demand respect because of a title they hold. I was also warned by them that there are people who will abuse a position of power. Not only have I never met a good Marine, but my life has been put through the shitter by them and things have happened to me that wouldn’t have if they didn’t hold that title. Is that my fault, no. Who’s is it? I’ll tell you, it’s the fault of a bad person abusing their power. It’s the fault of a lot of bad people abusing their power. As a victim of that abuse, I feel like generalizing is the least I could do. Especially since in the face of said generalizing, they’ll turn around and do the same (ie: barracks whore). Can’t really say I’m sorry about it.
-It’s a shame you’ve never met a good Marine, Harley..because the ones I know happen to be the finest men I have the ever had the privilege of sharing my time, my life, and my childhood with.
Generalizing really sucks…it’s easy to do, and understandable in the face of what you’ve had to endure….but I can assure you personally that there are MANY good Marines in the world. And it is hurtful when you lump them all together with this piece of shit featured.
My uncle is a Army officer, here in Fayetville, NC. Talk about awkward, attending his military wedding in dress uniform. We still laugh about it to this day!
“the blanket condemnation of all Jarheads is unfair, to say the least.”
Thank you, Max. It might behoove some people on this site to realize that some of us, and yes, by that I mean me, have fathers, husbands, and brothers who served and fought honorably in the Marine Corp.
To stand by and listen to someone….anyone label those loved ones as “dumb grunts” is intolerable at best. At best.
That is all.
Do you even know what a “dumb grunt” is? I was one for 4 years. I wore that badge with honor and pride. Being a “dumb grunt” means being in the suck and loving it. Enjoying the LP shifts in waist deep snow and enjoying the hot coffee yer friend brings you. Or sitting in a mud hole for 3 days then seeing the sun for the first time in days.
What was your MOS? I was 11B then had to go to Mike school. I loved every second of it. John Wayne High about killed me but I loved every second. I loved being the best. I loved being hated for my CIB. I loved on end of month pay day class A inspections and wearing my blue chord. The looks I lived for because some lame assed REMF never dared say anything stupid to me.
I worked with Marines my whole military career. Good solid men who were not allowed to think for themselves. If Gunny didn’t say it was OK then don’t even think about it.
There was always a Marine in every squad that was just plain stupid. Same in the squads I served in.
So guy take a walk in my 4 years as a “dumb grunt” Until you do you have not a word to say.
I understand, Max. And I will not (I couldnt post anyway), my reply. Although, I would have loved to, lol. And I still have it on Notepad.
I have been reading on this site for a while now. I actually was just intending on posting on this story, until I saw that comment.
How did you nail the 5’3 part, if I may ask?
To Max and Maelstrom and any Marine (not Iris, who I will address below) who might be reading this:
I’ll give you this. My generalization is all I know. I only know what I’ve experienced unfortunatly. I wish like hell I had experienced something different and better. If my words or generalizations offended or hurt you, I apologize. People hurting me does not give me liscense to hurt others. While I may not know a possible good side of the USMC, I DO know the things I said in pain and anger are inexcusable. I think you will understand though when you experience some things and not only do those who are meant to help you don’t – but actually make it harder – and you truly see that you are on your own – things become very dark and your anger is all that you have to keep you upright sometimes. I don’t wish to say these things for pity, I only want you to know I’m not truly a hateful and evil person. I just have this part of me that is rough around the edges because this happened, and it shows here. This is not a pity party, like Iris wants to believe. I only shared my story because it was a very similar situation in a very similar place. People feeling sorry for me doesn’t undo anything, I don’t need that so I don’t seek it out. I said what I said about NC and the Marine Corp out of sheer pain, anger, frustration and helplessness over the situation. I simply throw my hands up at the whole thing.
To Iris:
I’m not sorry for anything I said to you. I spoke amongst friends and I felt I could speak freely from my heart and that they wouldn’t judge my generalization because they would know where it came from. I don’t owe you anything nor do I have to explain myself to you. You took it upon yourself to judge my words, my character, my experiences, my life, etc. when you know absolutely nothing. You belittled a relationship with a man I had once loved with all my heart and given my everything, and when I lost that everything (finances included, did you think I was kidding when I said I made more than him?) to him you belittled the situation he left me in. You belittled not only me, but abused women everywhere who comply in fear for their lives, who become broken shells as a result of prolonged abuse of any kind. You know nothing of abuse if you think it ends and begins in one physical situation. No woman “lets” her abuser get away. Not only did I sink so much money into his failed ventures that when my company went under I could not afford to go back to NC to take a warrant out on his ass, I knew deep down that when I got back there and did it he would turn around and make bail with the money he took from me. Then what? He would turn around and do what he promised. Fucking kill me. Now tell me…what was I supposed to do, when the people who were supposed to be helping me were protecting him?
When you make my abuse and my heart fair game, your life and yes your Marine status become fair game in my book. All bets are off.
What makes you worse than that, beyond being a Marine or anything else I said to you out of sheer disgust and anger: is just your character.
What kind of person makes someone an accomplice in their own abuse?
Marine status aside? I’m not sorry, because you’re THAT kind of person and you’ll still be that kind of person when you’re no longer a Marine and you’ll still be that kind of person if I ever meet a good hearted Marine to change my tune and you’ll still be that kind of person til the day you die.
If you are not prepared to read my response to your ignorant remarks from last night (they were not nice), I suggest you stop trying to address me. Why you feel the need to already state what you have stated many times before, confuses me.
You are the one that threw that blanket statement out there initially. Not me. If you dont owe me anything, then stop your pathetic attempts at trying to re-create your story a million times over until it become nothing more than:
“Bueller… Bueller”.
Now, that the pot called the kettle black by assuming you know WHO I AM, what’s for lunch?
Why don’t you two take a look at the video I just put up on the front page, or read the story Budgiegirl wrote for us, that I posted a few minutes go. The video is especially heinous, and it’ll give you some common ground on which to expend your excess energy at a useful target.
Harley,
It’s cool, really. I understand anger and pain, and how that can spill out and make people say, or in this case type things they might not mean. Hell, I do it all the time. And I appreciate your apology immensely. – Thank you for that.
One thing you did say that struck me was your statement about the obligatory “respect” that people think they are entitled to…and I totally agree. No Marine simply gets my respect because they enlisted, and no cop does either….no priest, no doctor, no President of the United States (Sorry, had to throw that in..lol) no one unless they have earned it, or proven it somehow. People who demand respect based upon a title receive nothing but my contempt.
Hey Harley Quinn why don’t you shut the fuck up and quit whining lay off of Iris already. He/She does have a point, who the hell goes and posts their personal fucking story online if they don’t desire a pity party or attention. I love my Navy and my Marines and don’t appreciate you bashing people who chose to serve their country. No one is saying shit about your job lay the fuck off of ours.