John Michael White
Jobs are hard to come by and good jobs are even rarer. No matter what economic times we live in, a steady job is getting to be like an one of those stories your Grandpa used to tell you when you were a kid.
And having a job you love? Fantasy land.
But still, work can be a great stabilizing factor for you if your personal life is taking a hit. It gives you a place to zone out for hours at a time by focusing on the task at hand rather than any possible upset in your world.
You get to meet new people and form new friendships. Sometimes the friends you make can last a life time. And, of course, some times you can meet your romantic interest at work. This is something I have some experience in, so I feel comfortable warn you all – NEVER DATE SOMEONE YOU WORK WITH. It is a recipe for disaster, for many reasons, but most especially because the chances of a nasty and messy breakup are just too high.
In a perfect world, you break up and remain friends. In the real world, you break up and he/she stalks you or ruins your reputation by spreading lies or half-truths, or gets you fired, or, well, you get the idea. You can be dating this person and seeing them at work and it gets to be too much. No down time. They are in your face all the time – at work, at home… Yeesh. Or, you can be getting along well enough that you move in together and then the unthinkable happens. That’s what happened to Billie Rae Hilleary (Her MySpace) of Columbus, Ohio.
Billie Hilleary worked hard at the Georgesville Road, Ohio, Wal-Mart stocking shelves. It’s work that can be pretty 
mind-numbing, but it’s employment and no one is likely to turn down a job in the wonderful economic climate we exist in.
Billie met co-worker John Michael White at the store and they hit it off. They dated for a few months and before long, Billie was moving in to John’s apartment at 1289 Weybridge Road in Columbus, Ohio, grateful for a secure setting as she was working through her separation with her husband, Daniel Arthur William Hoberg. Mr. Hoberg was already planning to marry the next Mrs. Hoberg (one Celeste Morgan of Newark), so Billie’s life had been thrown for a loop.
Her life was grounded, though, by her little boy, Jaydon James Hoberg. Born on February 9, 2005, he was her life light, despite her relationship with Jaydon’s father. Billie said that no matter what kind of day she was having, would always make it better and all he had to do was smile.
After Billie had separated from Jaydon’s father she began learning how to live alone as a single mom. Billie and Daniel shared time with Jaydon. While Billie and her grandmother had raised Jaydon together for his first year, she sent Jaydon to her husband’s place in Newark every other weekend. The little boy delighted extended members in both family clans.
Jaydon was a rambunctious little boy who cared for Billie at a level no one else came close to doing. The love between mother and child can be something beautiful and is irreplaceable. And still, here she was at 22 years of age and starting over again in the dating scene.
John came along at the right time.
Billie felt good about John. His family was very close-knit and though he had been through a divorce, his daughter was 
the apple of his eye. His ex had custody of the girl, but she regularly visited and Billie and John toyed with the idea of family picnics in the future with the four of them making trips to the countryside.
Billie was impressed with how good of a father John was to his six-year-old daughter, Gwendolyn. The little girl occasionally spent time with them and she got to see how well he interacted with his own child and Billie was impressed with how Gwendolyn’s social skills and personality were developing. Therefore, Billie was pleased with the interest John took in Jaydon. It was comforting for Billie to know that John appeared to love Jaydon like Jaydon was his own son.
Time passed and life was good.
Naturally, there were bumps in the road. In May, 2006, Jaydon was admitted to the hospital with a broken leg. Apparently, John was carrying Jaydon down a flight of stairs, lost his balance and fell with Jaydon in his arms. The result: Jaydon’s leg was broken in two places. Child services was alerted and investigated Jaydon’s home situation and made several visits and conducted interviews. Eventually, the investigator ruled that it was accidental in nature, but something about the interviews conducted did not sit well with the social worker. When Billie was asked about sexual abuse, the child protection agent was assured that nothing like that had ever taken place. But you have to wonder what set off the intuitive alarm for the agent.
Billie’s mother-in-law and Jaydon’s paternal grandmother, Alice Lees had been calling child services non-stop about her unhappiness with Jaydon living with her soon-to-be ex-daughter-in-law. The bottom line is that child services rarely put much stock in vague feelings of unease from relatives once removed from the actual biological parents. Alice Lees complained about feeling “worried”, but Daniel Hoberg, her son and Jaydon’s father, did not make any complaints or calls that may have provided grounds for a more thorough investigation.
Billie was not taking any chances with her baby’s broken leg. Once it had been set, any time she felt that Jaydon may be 
experiencing a problem with it or was in pain, she tore back to the doctor’s office with Jaydon in tow. In two weeks, she made four extra visits to make sure Jaydon was all right and on the road to healing.
In one of the more rare cases, it appears that Billie Hilleary had a solid family network to rely on as both sets of families loved her little boy, and Billie herself was always thinking of the future and how she could make it better for Jaydon.
There is really no way to know what evil lurks inside another’s mind. There are absolutely no warning signs in some cases. One day, you go to bed and everything is as it should be in your world. When you wake up, you’re staring into the ninth circle of Dante’s Hell.
On July 18, 2006, Billie was tired. Billie and John had just finished a rather testy argument where she accused him of having an affair. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but there was something a little “off” about John lately and, given her insecurities, especially with her marriage experience, she lashed out in anger.
John denied any wrongdoing and Billie realized that they both had been working enough that an affair, while not impossible, was unlikely given the limited spare time they had. The two made up and Billie told John she was going to rest until she had to get up for her shift at Wal-Mart. He told her to go to sleep and that he’d look after Jaydon.
Billie drifted off to sleep and listened to John and Jaydon play. If she dreamed at all, then her memories do not allow 
her to recall them. It is a fact that while she slept, Jaydon was living and dying in a nightmare. And, in Jaydon’s last few minutes on earth, he was screaming for his Mommy to save him, but no one could stop the hell that John White had created for him.
Later claiming that “something came over” him after Jaydon vomited, John Michael White raped Jaydon Hoberg on the couch, pressing Jaydon’s face so hard into the cushion, completely muffling his screams and cries, that the little baby boy suffocated to death.
John’s lust sated, he rolled the boy over and noticed that Jaydon was not breathing. Quickly fastening the diaper back on the boy, he pushed on Jaydon’s chest to see if the boy would breathe. Nothing. No response.
John leaped to his feet and ran upstairs to where Billie was sleeping and screamed at her that Jaydon wasn’t breathing, and kept repeating, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
Billie stumbled out of bed, half-wondering what John was yelling about as he kept up with his refrain, “I’m sorry”. She quickly ran to where Jaydon was on the couch. As she picked him up, his body was heavy, limp, and she saw that his eyes were rolled back in his head. It was then her heart seemed to stop in her chest – Jaydon looked dead.
Without taking her eyes off her child, Billie demanded to know when the ambulance would arrive, and that’s when John told her he hadn’t called 911 – he went to get her first. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion and now this! Billie grabbed the phone and called 911 and began a desperate conversation with an operator. Billie had to give the telephone to John as the operator needed the specifics regarding how Jaydon came to be unresponsive.
Initially, John went with the story he thought would work, which beggars belief really. Speaking for Billie’s benefit and that of the 911 operator, John explained that he had fallen asleep on the couch, and when he woke up, he noticed that Jaydon was under his legs on the couch with his face buried in the cushions. Alarmed, he grabbed the boy and noticed 
Jaydon wasn’t breathing. John said he tried to revive the boy, and failing that, ran to get the boy’s mother, Billie.
Medics on the scene found John standing with Jaydon limp in his arms. John was not showing any emotion at all. Billie was curled in a ball on the walkway, sobbing audibly. They quickly bundled the boy and his mother into the ambulance and raced to the hospital with John following in their car.
All the way to the emergency room, they worked on the boy, Billie pleading for Jaydon to please wake up. The paramedics asked what happened and she repeated the story John had told.
Once the toddler was whisked into where the trauma team could work on him, both John and Billie told the professionals what had happened. On the other side of the ER doors, the doctors and nurses were making a rather horrific discovery.
Jaydon’s diaper was removed and his injuries were absolutely devastating. The police were immediately notified and John and Billie were quickly separated and interviewed by detectives. It was evident from the diaper that the boy had been violently raped, sodomized, and there was blood and semen everywhere.
Officer Helen Lake later recalled that Billie was a wreck, sobbing and crying, whereas John White was cold and emotionless.
Jaydon James Hoberg was dead on arrival, despite valiant attempts to revive him. He was pronounced dead at 8:19 p.m. on July 18, 2006. Cause of death: asphyxiation.
Billie told them that she had been living with John for about five months, since the separation with Jaydon’s father, and that there were no problems in the relationship. She said that she had been woken up by John saying that Jaydon wasn’t breathing and that his face had been pushed into a cushion.
John tried that story too. It didn’t fly for long though. They let him know that they wanted some DNA samples from him. Recovered blood and semen from the diaper nailed him as the putrid pervert he is. Backed into a corner, John White confessed to raping and suffocating Jaydon. And, since the detectives wanted to be exactly clear on this point, John also acknowledged that the rape was likely to have been sufficient to end the boy’s life with or without the suffocation.
Outside the hospital, they cuffed and dragged his sorry ass to jail. Billie, still in shock at the death of her child, was inside the hospital finishing her statement to police. She would be told later of John’s confession and arrest.
Initially held without bond, once John White was charged, he was held on $6.15 Million dollars bail. He was also treated to a taste of things to come: two prisoners beat the snot out of him before he was given protective custody. Amazingly, John was unwilling to press charges, but then he “attempted” suicide. I qualify that because the sheriff said that to attempt suicide with a large plastic bag that had a hole in it showed that there was no way he was even remotely close to killing himself.
The theatrics of the attempt, though, worked. He was given protective custody and watched due to his “potential suicidal tendencies”.
Billie found solace with her family, although the anger and rage probably still simmers today.You see, while prosecutors and Billie wanted the death penalty for John, it was not to be.
Betting his chances on a three-judge tribunal versus a jury trial, John Michael White was charged with the rape of a child – a felony punishable by life in prison without the possibility of parole. On December 3, 2007, John White pleaded guilty. To the charge of raping and sodomizing little Jaydon James Hoberg, White was automatically sentenced to life without the possibility of parole.
On the charge of aggravated murder, he pleaded not guilty. You see, this charge carried the death penalty.
After pleading guilty to the rape of a child and waiving his right to a jury trial, John Michael White faced a panel of three judges for the felony. Defense weasels Kevin Mulrane and J. Scott Weisman had already pleaded John guilty to the rape prior to the death penalty trial so John was automatically sentenced to life in prison. The remaining legal fight was whether or not John White should receive death as his punishment. It took four days to hear defense counsel state (again and again) that it was not John’s intention to murder Jaydon – just rape the 17 month old baby. One of John’s attorneys, J. Scott Weisman, argued that John didn’t intend to kill Jaydon whilst raping him – it was an accident.
Here are the pearls of wisdom from J. Scott Weisman on this ‘accident’:
“There is no question John committed heinous acts, heinous crimes. The remaining issue is simply whether John acted purposefully in causing the death of Jaydon Hoberg”
As if the fact that he “only” meant to rape the 17-month-old boy, not kill him, somehow makes it different or less evil an action.
No, that’s not how it works Mr. Defense Weasel. Honestly, do these defense scum receive a frontal lobotomy so that the shit they say makes sense? Or are they born this way? How can you justify the brutal rape of a toddler as being okay as long as you don’t kill the baby? I mean, that is what lawyer is arguing here.
Prosecutors David Zeyen and Dan Hawkins argued that the only appropriate sentence for what John had done to Jaydon was Ohio’s lethal injection.
John denied ever harming his six year old daughter, Gwendolyn, and everyone said he was a great father – to Gwendolyn. John’s family testified that he’d only been in trouble once before in his life – for robbery in 1998. They testified that he had suffered from long-term depression due to abuse he suffered from his step-father. Well, the abuse-excuse-caboose was coming down the defense rail-road track.
Despite his attorneys best efforts to the contrary, and despite everyone saying how great a father John was, all three judges ruled that John’s murder was committed with purpose and John should have known that the ultimate outcome of his attack on Jaydon would not be a good one.
Hmmmmm, 28 year-old man raping a 17-month-old infant. Yes, I think I can see where catastrophic damage would be the end result for the infant.
Remember the detectives getting John to acknowledge that yeah, the rape and attack would have been enough to kill Jaydon? Seems John forgot that admission when he went to trial and now cloaked himself with the weasel defense of “I didn’t mean to kill him – it was an accident.” Thankfully, the judges ruled that John should have known that his attack on Jaydon was going to have horrific consequences.
Guilty of aggravated murder and murder and rape of a child under the age of ten years old – the sentence? Life without the possibility of parole.
The decision was not unanimous though, and because they could not reach unanimous verdict, deliberations took over three hours.
Judges Eric Brown and John A. Conner voted for life without possibility of parole.
My new hero, Judge Timothy S. Horton, voted for the death penalty. He said that there was not a shadow of a doubt in his mind that John White was guilty as charged and that if ever there was a candidate under the law for the death penalty, it was John Michael White.
As disappointing as it was, on December 8, 2007, John Michael White was found guilty as charged and sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole.
Billie Rae Hilleary has been sentenced to life without her baby, Jaydon James Hoberg, whom she did love dearly. All the rest of her life will be filled with “What if’s”
What if I hadn’t been tired?
What if John and I hadn’t argued?
What if I questioned him more on Jaydon’s broken leg?
What if I had paid more attention to Jaydon’s ‘accident’?
What if I hadn’t moved in with John?
What if I had seen John White as he really was?
The “what if”’s and “what could have been”’s will always be a heartache, and I cannot fathom the pain nor would I wish it on anyone else. And the hard truth is that John White will be able to see his daughter if she comes to the prison to visit. If his family wants to visit him, then they can do so. If Billie Rae Hilleary wants to visit her son Jaydon, then she has to go to the cemetery, as do the cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents who loved Jaydon so much. For them, a cold stone of marble with his name etched upon its faceplate.
To View Jaydon’s GoneTooSoon.org Memorial Page, Click Here
I don’t know how those two judges couldn’t have found John White’s crime to be worthy of the ultimate punishment, but I suppose they don’t lose any sleep over it.
I know, I know. I just don’t understand their priorities.
After all, a dead infant doesn’t vote and doesn’t pay taxes.
And that’s what’s really key here, isn’t it?
Does John Michael White Deserve Hell?
- Yes (98%, 701 Votes)
- No (2%, 12 Votes)
Total Voters: 713
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I could never write for this website. I don’t know how you do it. I can barely lift my arms to type after reading that, but I feel I have to. I don’t even know what to say, I just feel compelled to post here as if, in doing so, I’m somehow touching that poor baby boy’s sweet face and comforting him. Somehow.
- Imagine being Jaydon for a few minutes while this abomination was happening to him….or, imagine being Benjamin Sargent, or Nixmary Brown, or one of the countless children in this world who have had to endure abuse and torture so horrific it truly is beyond articulation. And I’m pretty damn verbose.
When I hear these stories, after I finish wiping away my tears, and terminating my urge to smash something, I wish so badly that I could go back into time and rescue these little angels before these subhumans got to them. That if only I could know beforehand and drive them away with me. Little Benjamin would be first, Brianna Lopez a very close second, Jaydon, Nixmary, and on and on and on. Why, why, why, why did they have to live such short lives filled with nothing but pain, agony and torment ?
Now I suppose I’m just rambling…..
There’s no great unknown here. No reason that any of this had to happen. No “bigger plan in the great scheme of things”, as I have been told. And I’m sorry if this offends any person of faith, but if this is the extent of God’s mercy I would rather roast in hell. I can not fathom spending one second with any deity who could allow this to happen to one of His own creations.
Where is “He” when these precious little ones are being sodomized, starved, abused, beaten, tortured…..where is “He” ?
Ending this rant now….it is not my intention to offend anyone who is a believer. But I am not, and these stories just further prove to me what I may already know.
- I say “what I may already know” because I am not so arrogant and presumptuous to proclaim with any amount of unshakable certainty that there is no God. But I can not say there is either….not after knowing what I know, and reading these stories.
I agree completely. Little Nia from New Zealand did it for me. Ethan, Dominick, Randel, Chandler…I mean, if I had the power to stop that, I would. I’m not satisfied with the bigger plan answer anymore. How could He let those things happen?
While I am a person of faith, when I see God himself, I and many others are going to be asking the same question “WTF?”
My X-wife alweys used to say “We aint living in Mayburry!” No shit Sherlock, BUT what is wrong with wanting to live in Mayburry? As long as the want does not cloud the view of reaility……
Having dinner as a family around a table every so often? OK I know it could not happen every day, but a few times a week????
While the body changes when entering into / going through puberty, too bad there weren’t sharp bones in children guarding their private parts that, like the first set of teeth, would fall out.
Wtf is right. I spent most of my life thinking all things happen for a reason and everything is part of God’s plan. Hearing things like this almost makes it impossible for me to keep believing that. Btw-I grew up wishing Andy was my dad. Or Chevy Chase.
My father was a mix of Archie Bunker and Al Bundy…
Hell I’m a mix of Mr. Bunker, Mr. Bundy and John Wayne!
What you said.
I’m not offended, but I want you to know God is right there while all of this is happening. God is there in the moments before, during, and long after to pick up the pieces and help Jaydon and all of the other victims you have mentioned.
He shepherds them to Him, they are never alone in this, not for a second. And the moment they die, they are born into eternal life, a life full of everything this life was missing.
It is why we believe the evil people of this world will find their due in Hell, and why angels like Jaydon are born into Heaven and live the life we can only dream of.
In my own life, when I was at my lowest, the moments when I was in the most peril, that was when I saw God, and in those moments, I knew I was never alone.
Please don’t take this as a personal attack, JS, but I believe this is the perfect place for my favorite quote –
“Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?” – Epicurus [341–270 B.C.]
If, as you believe, god was in the room while all of this was happening to Jayden, and he did NOTHING, what does it matter that he was in the room? That, to me, would be the action of an evil deity who is unworthy of worship.
Amen, Becky, extremely well said!
I understand you need faith to keep order in your life, JS, and I both understand and respect that. (Please remember this sentence when you’ve read through the entire post, because I really do both understand and respect this. I just happen to completely disagree with you on this issue.) However, you might want to replace the word “know” with “believe”, as there is – as of yet – no empirical proof of any kind that God actually exists, therefore you cannot possibly “know” God did and does what you claim. You can believe all you want, but don’t try to force that belief on others by claiming it’s knowledge, okay?
Also – and I hope you don’t take this personally, though the risk is you’re already in full defence mode – I cannot help but comment on the way you present your version of God. It is a beautiful concept, I’ll give you that, but one that is way too naive and sugary sweet for me. If God is such an omnipotent and sweet guy, why the fuck does He allow things like this to happen in the first place? Why the fuck does He hate us humans so much that He forces us to endure all kinds of shit before we’re allowed to die? Why does He raise more questions than can ever be answered?
And if there is a hell, and that’s where all shitbags eventually end up, why the fuck does the bible teach that God forgives everyone, regardless of past sins? Can you imagine the horror a child who in life was raped to death would feel upon meeting his or her molester in heaven, just because God forgave him? Fuck, that kind of betrayal would make me run to the Devil in a fucking flash.
If God is so omnipotent, I’m afraid he either doesn’t give a flying fuck about us down here, or He’s made a deal with the Devil. Or then He’s not as omnipotent as some would have us believe.
Rest in peace beautiful Jaydon. My thoughts and prayers are with the families that will miss him so much. I hate that someone could be capable of this. It’s beyond words…
To be compleatly honest… This monster doesn’t deserve the release of death. This monster deserves to be put into general population with the words, “baby killer” tattooed to his forehead. Then some nice big bubba can show HIM exactly what he put this baby through. Over and over and over. For the next 50 years.
Each time I read a news article of a child who’s life was snuffed out as Jaydon’s was, my mind tries to make sense of it. How does one even begin to make sense of such pure, raw evil? I do believe in God and in hell, so the 50 +/- years this pile of puke will have in prison will be the least of his worries compared to an eternity in hell. My heart cries for Billie. I don’t know how she will ever come to terms with what was done to Jaydon and her loss of him.
I was just sad after reading this story last night. So sad. Now I’m sad and pissed. He needs a matching scar on the other side of his long ass head, right before being raped to death by an entire cell block. If I could only make that happen….
“No, that’s not how it works Mr. Defense Weasel. Honestly, do these defense scum receive a frontal lobotomy so that the shit they say makes sense? Or are they born this way? How can you justify the brutal rape of a toddler as being okay as long as you don’t kill the baby? I mean, that is what lawyer is arguing here.”
not scum. every single person has a right to a fair trial. the defense attorney’s job is to provide legal services. they are being paid to argue the defendant’s case. if they know their client is guilty they will move on to a position where they can spare him the death penalty. im sure the attorney does not believe what happened was ok, but thats not the point. they are being paid to help the client to the fullest extent of the law.
If all they can do to help their client is to reduce the magnitude of the real suffering the monster caused to the size of a mote, if the only defense is ‘he only meant to rape the baby, not kill him’, if they have to shit on the victim to give their worthless client a ‘fair defense’, they’re scum. NO ONE asked them to become an attorney, particularly a defense attorney. The price of their humanity is lower than the price of their client’s humanity. I don’t even have pity for them.
Thank you vcbecky. I agree that a vigorous defense is necessary BUT we know that in today’s world that means re-victimizing the victim, subjecting them to another kind of death in the court room, all under the guise of providing “justice” for their client, who, in this case, admitted raping a toddler to death. He admitted to the cops that the rape alone would have damaged Jaydon enough to kill him, but he conveniently forgot this admission when it came time for trial and let his lawyer basically say that he didn’t mean to kill Jaydon — just rape the baby.
So often the trial isn’t about justice — it’s a game and whoever can muddy the waters of truth enough will win. There are cases where there is no doubt that the person is guilty as charged, but they plead “not guilty” and the games begin. As you say, people CHOOSE to be defense lawyers and I have zero respect for people who know the truth and twist facts so that their clients do not pay the penalty for their actions. A certain kind of person is attracted to this occupation and that kind of personality isn’t real popular. ;-p
Totally agree.
If your client is not such a bad guy, let it live in your house for a few weeks / months…….
I agree with you, Jessica. If the attorneys didn’t try to provide a vigorous defense, John might have all his convictions overturned and then Jaydon’s family would have to go through the whole process again. Unfortunately in a case like this, there’s not going to be any defense that’s not hurtful to the surviving relatives.
That doesn’t mean they’re not scum. The system works more for the criminal than the victim. I have no respect for defense attorneys who victimize the victims further in order to represent people who they know are guilty.
I know the criminal must be defended, but how far must we go? The law is not infallible. Unfortunately, it’s all we have.
I thought the death penalty was up when the death occurred during another felony. (Robbery, kidnapping, etc.) I guess raping a baby boy isn’t big enough to qualify this monster.
Yes, the death penalty was an option and that is why he pleaded *not guilty* and chose to go the route of three judges versus a jury trial. Judges are former lawyers and if there is a weasel way to side-step the ultimate penalty, then your best bet is to go with the judge alone.
He qualified for the death penalty because of the commission of a felony (rape) that produced the murder; also Jaydon was under the age of 13 and the manner of death was particularly cruel. So he qualified for it, but because the judges could not come to a unanimous decision, he was given the default punishment of life without the possibility of parole.
Well… The man will have the best of food and health care, there’s a darn good chance he’ll live another 60 years. At some point during this time he’ll meet up with a nice big bubba who will make sure he gets a real ‘fair’ treatment for his deeds. At least we can hope.
Yes, and if enough of us think negative thoughts for John White, who’s to say this energy won’t manifest itself into something nice and narly for Mr. White? The universe holds infinite possibilities, and yes, I *do* have hope that he will get a karma bitch-slapping. (and kicking, and punching, and throttling…..) :-D
Yet another sick pedophile.
BURN PEDO-BITCH BURN!!!!!!!!!
That is just as sad as it gets… I would have killed him, no doubt in my mind.
what really bothers me the most about this story is that there really were no warning signs. yes, the child suffered a broken leg while under the care of mom’s boyfriend, but if he showed absolutely no other signs of abuse… and the boyfriend was seen as such a great father by family and the mom alike… then that would be a believeable story.
i truly feel for this mom… she seems unlike most parents on this site… truly loved her child and took care of him, and that can be proven by the number of follow-up doctor’s visits she made after the broken leg. she’s gonna have a very, very difficult recovery… heart goes out to her from one mom to another.
Yeah, that’s the truly terrifying part. No warning signs. Horrifying. Usually there’s something that, even in hindsight, should have tipped off mom or other family members. So far, there’s nothing I can see that should have raised red flags with mom. I hope she isn’t browbeating herself, but I’m certain she must be. I hope she recovers, but I doubt her sense of trust will.
It makes me want to cut off all ties and become a hermit, and I don’t even have kids.
I’m an LA girl, through and through. I love the city and could never see myself living anywhere else. Then I read this shit and want to take my 21 month year old son to live on my mom’s 30 acre country ranch in the middle of Montana. Because this kind of shit scares the holy hell out of me.
It also makes me want to practice law. With a sniper rifle.
I love how they call it ‘practicing’, don’t you? ;)
I was born and raised in the heart of Pornoland in Southern California. I’ve seen all sorts of crazy shit, but nothing that would have ever prepared me for reading this story.
I am so glad I don’t have kids. I couldn’t sleep at night if I did.
Heart of Pornoland? Is that Chatsworth? Lol.
It’s amazing how much my psyche has changed my son was born. I read this shit and want to leave work just to hug my son. I used to be against the death penalty and now I wish someone would just shoot these fuckers in the head. I do find it difficult to sleep at night. Too many goddamn monsters out there. I never knew this baby-murdering shit happened so often until I started reading this site. Ugh.
Oh my god. I said “The heart of Pornoland” and you totally pinned my hometown. BAHAHAHA! Chatsworth High School Class of 1990, baybee!
Yes, the fact that she couldn’t have known because there really wasn’t anything you could put your finger on. Like I said, sometimes you just don’t know the evil that resides within the mind of another.
my 13 month old daughter was sleepy so i put her in her crib and she was crying which she usually does for a little bit but then she will go to sleep… i started reading this and i heard her cries and seriously got so sick because all i could think about is that if this mom would have heard his cries she would have saved him… i obviously got my sweet baby out of bed and she did not take a nap today ( : she’s happy now, playing with her big sister and daddy… the pain this little baby went through, between the agony of being raped to the torture of gasping for air.. it makes me feel ill.. i dunno…
I’ve been reading this site for a while and this is my first time commenting on a story. The picture of this little boy in the pool made me cry. He looks just like my baby.
My heart goes out to Jayden and his mother, I cant even imagine what hell she is living through, burn in fucking hell Michael White and I hope you see Jaydens and Billies faces forever in your dreams and its the last thing you ever see when you leave this earth. fuck you…
Oh my God.
OMFG!!!! I read at another website that features similar stories and I am a bit toughened up from reading so MANY horrible things that people do to each other, but this was just gut wrenching!
There is no punishment that would ever be enough in this world. I am not ultra religious, but these stories do shore up some faith in God because I want people who do evil like this to be cast into a lake of fire and torment for all of eternity. It is the ONLY fitting punishment!
RIP Jaydon. Blessings to Billie as well. My heart just breaks for this family and the sweet little baby.
Poor baby, I hope he is in a better place. I feel so sorry for Billie, she must be going trough hell itself, and there is smile that makes her feel better at the end of the day, cause that very smile is taken from her.
Let him roast.
I of course ment: Let JOHN roast. Sorry, just woke up. (it’s 6.45 AM here.)
What kind of sick fuck votes No on this website for shit like this? Seriously…and as I write this, there are 3 sick fucks.
God, I hate baby rapers! He deserves to die like Mr. Hands — see how he’d like having his insides ripped apart by a huge penis. Lethal injection would be too, too kind for this POS.
Some of what sickens me
1. This POS will get to visit his child, unless the guardians wake up and don’t allow it.
2. This POS may petition the court and get court ordered visitation, the courts, despite the fact many there think they are god, can’t bring Jaydon back (sorry any POS can take a life, only God can restore it)
3. This POS will receive 3 meals, a safe place to live, etc… while our returning veterans face bills they can not pay, some come back to families that have left them……
4. If one of our troops is found to say a bad word as to offend anyone in the land of the towel people, their (our troops) could be court marshalled and sentenced to a harsher prison for the same amount of time
5. That intent matters in such a case – Jaydon is dead, Jaydon was a baby…. It’s not a case of JMW smacked a 17 year old boy because he had sex with his daughter and it happened to be a fatal blow…….. This is not a case where Daddy wanted to put a little fear in the boyfriend and oops the gun went off. How can there be any regard for a child’s safety in a rape case???? JMW did not wear a condome………. duh – gonna get caught for sure…
If he was angry because he did not get laid……. welcome to the real world…… that’s why there are porn sites……. use the self service pump at the gas station of love….. My X is still alive… many a chicken died from a horrible choking…..
Little doll. Precious curls and those long eyelashes. I just can’t . . . I just don’t have anything to say. I want to threaten White, I want to predict dreadful fates for him in the prison showers and kitchens, I want to give God the finger, . . . just don’t have the energy to really put my heart in it.
Sickening.
That was essentially my reaction – completely drained of all ability to do anything but imagine what the baby went through. I found myself there with him, as much as I could have been, as if to offer emotional support after the fact. As if, by suffering through as much of it with him as I possibly could, I somehow was able to mitigate some of his suffering.
Give it a day or two. You’ll have words then, trust me.
(Hug)
People might get tired of me speaking about little Benjamin Sargent…and you know what I don’t care. His story did me in…ruined me, and still does. It honestly fucking kills me.
I honestly feel as if little Benjamin was mine. No, I didn’t give birth to him, will never be able to hold him, and give him the life he and ALL other children deserve….but he is somehow mine. And if we can not read about what these children had to endure, if we can’t put ourselves in their position, and try in some weird way to comfort them, even after death, then we aren’t worthy of living. If they had to live it, and sadly die from it, then we can sure as shit endure the description of it. And do whatever we can to remember these precious angels, and hold them as close to us as possible.
Damn it….if only time reversal were possible.
If only so many things were possible. I read these stories and then wonder how/what I can do to help prevent this in the future.
Speak all you want about little Benjamin. Some of them stick with me more than others. I think it was Vincent who couldn’t comfort himself by sucking his thumb because his fingernails had been pulled off. Seriously? How do people get so fucked up? How can you let a baby sit alone in a room and cry for days?????
They should be killed. Period. End.
I thought I’d have words, a few days later…..I just don’t. It is too sickening. Poor sweet baby.
The picture of Jaydon with his stepsis is cute. Babies and young kids get off into their own little world and it’s wonderful to see. I always get the sense that the baby realizes “hey, this person was just like me, a little while ago,” and they understand each other somehow. The pudgy little legs are cute!
Poor poor poor poor poor poor poor poor Little Jaydon.
“Something came over him” after Jaydon vomited. I see. “Something came over him.” He didn’t get mad, or weary, or exasperated, or say “Christ not again,” or “here we go.” No. “Something came over him” — in other words he became sexually aroused. Or at least reached some state that enabled to him maintain an erection and then climax. Not arousal but something so perverse and twisted that it defies description.
Because of a toddler vomiting.
Kill this sorry ass white trash fuck.
Watching anyone worship Ralph has never been a turn on for me…
“Something came over him” –
1. He’s too lazy to masterbate
2. Satan
3. Last night’s chiken dinner was too cold to fuck and he could not wait for the microwave to reheat it….
How about just pure evil came out in the form of rage?
Maybe the broken leg was an accident…. but how can someone go from loving a child to fucking it to death????
When I was married to my first wife there were many times I just wanted to snap – Usually what I did was walk out of the house (I had a job that kept me wicked busy, so frequently I would just go there) and on the way out I’d slam the door hard enough to wake the previous owner….. the wall by the front door was cracked (I have sinse replaced the plaster with sheetrock)
So two prisoners got hold of him and beat on him, good!! I hope they made him squeal like a pig. I hope for a month he shits teeth thruogh the manhole sized opening (pun intended) his rectum has become.
Awww and did it try to kill itself? Did it? Nutlicking cowardly pansyass motherfucker!
I wonder if he or his atty will sue thge county for placing him in a dangerious situation……..
Too bad Bubba was not able to ass fuck him to death…….
Maybe someone will get a plunger and have his intestines pulled out!
He’s a pussy. Probably if he looked out the window and sat it snowing outside he’d feel endangered. No, ihsntead of the toilet plunger I have a better idea. If he gets good and sore after committing the marriage act with his new cell mate, with any luck the prison doctor will prescribe hydrotherapy and He’s so dumb (White I mean) he’ll sit down atop the suction drain in the whirlpool.
This is the first time I have smiled since I read the article. =)
Happy to be of service.
you’re disgusting
I can’t fathom how this mother goes on. Her heart has been ripped out. There is no way I could go on if something like that happened to my child. I just cannot even comprehend it. This happened over 4 years ago, i wonder how she is coping. I am going to be sick.
I hope the poor thing at least manages to sleep at night. I hope her dreams aren’t bad ones.
Good to hear that those inmates gave this piece of shit what he deserved! Go inmates!! But next time, they ought to cut off his useless, disgusting man meat, too. What a disgusting piece of shit. God, this pisses me off so badly!!!! I love babies!! Who the fuck would do this to a cute little baby boy and not feel any remorse about it? I would love to beat the snot out of this nasty, ugly, sick, lowlife pond scum with a baseball bat.
If the state feels the need to let him live, he should be paralized, confined to a bed, tube feeding and waste bags……. and have a bunch of poorly paid union CNA’s to take care of him…….
Maybe one of them may get excited by the tubes and want to stick his own lube tube up this POS’s poop chute….
This is … horrible. I don’t know how to wrap my mind around this case. How that beautiful little boy suffered, and what could make a man do something like that to a boy he has cared for and to the woman that he is supposed to love.
This really struck a chord with me as I can picture myself in Billies situation. I just became a single-mother at the age of 21 and it is devastating. Of course, my first priority is the welfare of my son, as I am sure that was Billie’s first priority, but as a young woman you are vulnerable for people to take advantage of you and the situation you are in. Just the thought of the questions she must have and the guilt she must feel. My god. I hope she will have peace some day.
(and english is not my first language, before you go all grammar nazi on me)
Your english is perfect. I’m married, but if something were to happen and I found myself single again, after reading stories like this, I don’t think I would allow any man around my children. It’s too big of a risk. I’d rather be lonely.
This guy will see hell, but you’re too hard on the judges. Burdon of Proof is a difficult thing to deal with. They couldn’t prove what his intent was other then what he factually did. Mind Crime doesn’t yet exist and until it does, all that matters is what you can prove.
Rest in peace little guy…
As a dad of 4 this just messes with my heart.
I’d rather have Lurch from the Adams Family watch my kids – he’s not as mean looking (even if he’s (Lurch) been dead for 43 years)
all i can do is hang my head and cry.
I’m so stunned by the violence and depravity on display in this story that I’m having a hard time responding. I’m hoping that the two inmates who beat his ass knocked all of his teeth down his throat.
How do you raise someone that evil? What do you have to do to a child to make them grow up as monsterous as this?
That poor little baby boy. My heart goes out to his mother. I am sure I could never recover from such a horrible crime. I have said it before and I will say it again. In my desperation I would have brought my pistol to court. Calmly took my seat as close to him as possible and and as soon as they said NO to the death penalty I would have carried it out myself…and I would have gladly and proudly done whatever time in prison for it. This story is heartbreaking. What a beautiful little boy. Where is GOD?
Apparently, he calls in sick quite often.
That, or the so-called “almighty” simply doesn’t give a shit.
I’ve heard of divine intervention, and if there is a god who can sit wherever he sits and allow this to happen to a baby, or allow the countless other atrocities committed upon other precious babies…well, fuck him.
The end.
Seriously! Shouldn’t the almighty at least have a fail button? Like the nanosecond these sick fucks get an inkling in their heads it’s like: Sorry, you sick fuck, that’s an EPIC FAIL – and they just drop dead?
Ever see the movie Time Bandits? One of my favorite scenes is at the end, when the main characters (A group of little people and a young boy named Kevin) are being scolded by God (The Supreme Being ) for stealing his map of time.
Kevin: Why did Fidget have to die?
Randall: Quiet Kevin, that’s not for us to know. You might as well ask the Supreme Being why we have to have evil.
Kevin: Yes, why does there have to be evil?
Supreme Being: I think it has something to do with free will.
I think that’s the answer to your question. People are not Robots, and our actions are always out own. We can’t blame God when we screw up, so how can we blame God for the evil that others do. God is not a puppeteer. I believe life is all about the choices we make.
John White made and incredible bad choice, to rape a 17-month-old baby – he did it of his own free will, is spite of the knowledge that it was wrong and that the act would cause the baby great pain, because John White is an evil man.
I don’t pretend to know the mind of God, but I believe everything happens for a reason. Whatever happened that day was supposed to happen exactly the way it did, for reasons I can’t possibly understand. But, since I believe God is ultimately cares about every one of us, I also believe that this child didn’t die in vain.
It’s called faith – Faith that God is on our side, and we’re the good guys. I know we’re the good guys because we don’t rape and murder infants. Can it be any plainer that that?
ROFL TIME BANDITS!
Wally: Vermin, that is not meant to be eaten!
Vermin: You never know until you’ve eaten it!
OMG, I love Time Bandits.
This article prompted a lengthy lunch-time conversation where my friend and co-worker, while I was ranting and raving with anger, calmly said the same thing about free will.
I sometimes wish I had faith, so I would believe that this child is part of a wonderful and elaborate plan that makes perfect sense, and he truly didn’t die in vain.
Max, you are a wonderful, intelligent man, and as much as this site gives me nightmares and makes me more paranoid that a drunk, stoned, tweaker with the mafia for co-workers, I am so thankful that I found it. I’d like to take a moment to thank you for sticking with it, even though I’m sure it can make your life and mentality pure hell.
Thank you max. You took the words right outta my mouth:)
Faith…I remember that. It brought me through so much. You know, when I look at my babies there’s no doubt in my mind that God exists and that I must have done something right to be chosen to be their mother. So I guess I’m just angry with Him.
Angry for letting innocent babies be murdered, angry about this “bigger plan”, and angry about this damn free will. I never wanted it and it gets me in trouble every time. In a bit of a spiritual crisis right now.
Oh Max! No wonder you’re one of my heroes!! Yes, I think you’ve managed to put into words that ethereal feeling I have about why God doesn’t interact with humans — free will. It is also why I feel compelled to write about these pieces of shit. I really believe that we all have choices and we all know basically good versus evil. I would not be surprised if they eventually discover a gene in our DNA strand that codes us for very basic emotions based on good & evil. The fact is that a lot of mainstream media ignores these stories — partially because they show humanity at its worst and because there isn’t an immediate “payback” for printing the facts (i.e., generates money for the media franchise). Many people know that these things happen, but many more do not. I think it is important to let people know that evil exists and it looks like your next door neighbor.
I had a teacher in high school and she was from a privileged caste in India — no idea about poverty and the evil than man can do. She basically let her beliefs influence what she wanted us to write and we had to do a review of Lord of the Flies. Hell yes, THAT book. She really felt the book was fantasy and that no one would behave as the children did on that island. Needless to say, I disagreed and she was “disappointed” that I felt the way I did — I said, different backgrounds equals different life views. She believed that man was basically good and kind. I disagreed and said every human has the potential for good or bad and that every one makes the choice.
I know that this site must be a constant source of grief in one way, but then there are the people who comment and who care and I truly believe that you are speaking for those who can no longer speak for themselves. If people are stolen from this world by some evil POS, then what better way to “live” on than to be remembered and thought of? I’ve lost people I really care about and it may be denial, but to a part of my mind, they are still alive. Crazy? Maybe. But a good crazy. ;-p
Yes.
I love the Hap Collins and Leonard Pine novels. They are a couple of badasses especially Leonard. In Vanilla Ride the most recent book Leonard had a near death experience and went down a dark tunnel and saw a light. After he revived, he said, “I couldn’t wait to be dead. I wanted to run the rest of the way down that damn tunnel and kick God right in the nuts.”
I know how he feels.
And I LOVE Lord of the Flies! Excellent book! Re-read it every couple of years.
Divine Interventions. I’ve heard of that. Isn’t that a website that sells dildos and butt plugs shaped like religious icons?
I just checked. The ‘Baby Jesus butt plug’ is actually quite cute. I’m a bit on the fence about the “Jackhammer Jesus” and “Judas” dildo models, but then again I am something of a prude…
I want to vomit so much. I can’t believe what that mom must feel like. She couldn’t hear the poor baby’s screams because the horrible fucker was suffocating him to keep from her being woken. How horrifying. The mother will never ever get over this. I’d want to die if someone did this to my sweet little boy. He is three and my beautiful little girl is 5. I would kill for them. I WANT him to be in the GP of the prison so bad. I hope and pray that there is some guard who can make this fucking animal scream in pain repeatedly! I don’t understand why this happens. I’ll never be able to understand how anyone could hurt a poor innocent little baby. I ache for the little baby and the family left behind.
I’m having a real hard time writing about this. I’m really upset over this. As I get my kids ready for school, my sons first day at nursery school, all I could do was think about this little boy and what he felt and went through. It’s crazy when you think about it, but I know most of you know what I’m talking about. I love children and just can’t imagine a grown man/monster doing what he did to this little boy. The poor mother as well. Like you guys said, she seems like she was a great mom and had no idea that something like this would ever happen to her angel. I’m just so distraught over this. I just wanna believe it happened quick. I wanna believe his body went numb and he didn’t feel any pain.
I know it’s hard to have faith in god especially when something like this happens, but I like to believe that Jaydons in heaven now, playing with other children and animals and he’s the happiest he’s ever been. That Jesus held his hand through it all and then brought him up to a wonderful never-ending candyland. I guess it just helps me deal with horrific stories such as this one. It’s also good to have faith cause I like to believe that this POS will get never-ending ass whoopings in jail, one already happened- thank you fellow inmates- and that he will burn in hell feeling horrible amounts of pain for the rest of eternity. He’s a disgusting disgrace to our human race. Rip Jaydon
I really hate saying this, but the only way I can deal with it is to hope that he suffocated early and quickly.
I have ready many stories on this site and others and this one truly hits home and hurts me every time I think of that poor boy. I cannot not stop thinking of him. It scares me beyond belief for my children even though I know that there are truly evil people out there. I can’t wrap my mind around this and how any “human being” could do this to a child because he supposedly vomited? There could be no excuse in the world that could explain this away. Please give his fellow inmates a few more visits with this man. I know it won’t make up for what he did but I hope that maybe somewhere in that pea brain of his – he realizes the horror and pain he inflicted on someone who was one of the truly defenseless. I have woken up every night since I read this story and I think of this poor child. I can’t get it out of my head. It makes me even more protective of my young sons. It has made me realize one thing and yes, it is unfair to lump everyone into a category because of one person, but if anything ever happens to my husband I will in no way bring another person into my home. My social life will need to wait until I have done my job of protecting and raising my kids. I can’t keep all bad things away from them but I can do my damnedest to prevent it. I also know it isn’t right to wish pain and suffering on another person – but please let this man suffer over and over for a very long time and just when he thinks he may get some relief let it start again and again.
Hello, I’m new here… I have been a bit of an observer over the months but have decided to FINALLY comment. I don’t know if I even can comment cos I am from South Africa but here goes…
As macabre and just completely traumatising as 90% of these stories are, I have found the silver lining… strangely enough I pray more now and I find myself more determined than ever to help the children of our world. I still am unable to fathom how people can do such monstrous deeds and, quite frankly, I don’t want to understand it for fear of understanding these people and their sick, twisted minds.
I feel like this website is a community and although there aren’t any protests or crazy violent marches happening to stop crimes and better the justice systems, I do feel that each person that comments and has their say about these filthy bastards is taking a stand on violence. So… kudos to us for having hearts and compassion. I think in these days, these are qualities to really and truely be proud of.
Thanks copytats, and welcome.
Are you into cats, or tats? ;-)
LOL I really hate cats… they freak me out. I am into copy… as in “I’m a copywriter”. I’m really glad to have stumbled upon this site… we don’t have a lot of these sorts of crimes here… or at least, they aren’t as widely known. We have a lot of senseless murders… people that commit crimes out of desperation or fear. But this guy… f*ck i hope that horrific scar on his head was from his mom dropping him on a cement slab as a child! Sometimes jail is just too lenient for criminals… it can be a comfortable life, especially for people who are from impoverished backgrounds.
I used to have a girlfriend who was a copywriter. She tried to get me on but I wasn’t that interested, I worked more on the editing and tech editing side of things. We were at an architecture/engineering company where she did PR and I was in the publishing department.
Do you ever watch Mad Men?
No I haven’t watched Mad Men… is that some sort of crime series?
I have friends who are watching it at the moment though. I have just been too busy watching “Hung” and “Make it or Break it”.
They’re advertising copywriters in 1960s Manhattan. My hubby and I watch it faithfully every week but I can’t find anyone else who does unless I go to the blogs. Dang! Again, welcome, and even though you don’t like cats , I’m sure we’ll get along fine :)
Hello and welcome, copytats!
When you read this blog, keep in mind that this is concentrated evil. All of the stories here are representative of the extremes some people can go to. It’s not like everyone in the world is an insane babyfucker. ;) These stories don’t get a lot of publicity for one reason or another, and that’s not fair to the victims. They shouldn’t be swept aside, after all they’ve been through, right?
This website makes me appreciate my loved ones, and the fragility of life itself. People have gotten more hugs from me since I started reading this blog. :)
I completely agree!! I have gone home from work some days and just sat in silence… trying to take in the horror of some of these stories. We actually wouldn’t need lawyers, judges and jails if people felt remorse and regret… because that would be the ultimate punishment… right? Guilt can drive people insane… possibly even to their deaths. That would be their death sentence in that case. But, because so few people feel this, we need to lock them up in a cell and keep them away from society. It’s an effing sick world we live in! Here in my country a little girl was raped and burned alive at the age of 7… she survived by crawling to the nearest house for help. A few weeks ago, at the age of 12, she died in a car accident… the driver of the car drove over a train track and the train hit the car. One has to wonder why so much harm has come to an innocent child… it breaks my heart.
Hey copytat! Welcome. Thanks for your words. Don’t ever be afraid to comment on here. You write better than I do!:)
Thank you :) Wow, everyone is so friendly here!
Years ago, I read an expression that has stayed with me: “Misanthropes are some of the nicest, most pleasant people you will ever meet.”
My husband and I are misanthropes. We try to be considerate of others. We pick up trash. We’re quiet neighbors. We keep an orderly home, do our jobs, vote, and say please and thank you.
And, people love us.
A misanthrope doesn’t go looking for trouble. When you make trouble, you’re automatically involved. You get sucked in. We dislike most people, so we leave them alone. I think on some level, folks appreciate this.
Although I can’t say whether the other posters here are misanthropes, I detect high levels of skepticism, a refusal to tolerate bullshit, and hard edged common sense, all of which give me hope.
And, a nicer, pleasanter, more fun group you could not hope to find.
Ok, E..that’s it. You sooo need to come out with me and my husband. We can go bowling, and bitch about all the other people.
Hardcore misanthropes here….though not as bad as we used to be. When you have kids you MUST take them outside, otherwise they turn into social misfits with wicked vitamin D Deficiencies.
Y’know, just saying.
LOL We were just talking the other night again about Lucky Strike. One opened near us and we haven’t been yet. I would Love to go bowling, if I could use John Michael’s skull? Can I huh?! That big ol head of his would be perfect. Or better yet all of him. It would be a treat to see him wadded up inside the pin picker-upper.
I’ve seen my little brother go through what you describe. He was majorly into avoiding his fellow man, but after he became a dad, so much for that! As long as it’s fellow parents admiring his kid, he doesn’t seem to mind. And he would never, ever, go near a fast ride or roller coaster, but if my niece says “I want to ride the Matterhorn” then away they go. I guess parenthood changes a person . . . probably one reason I’ve abstained . . .
I agree totally and completely.
Horrifying story, of course he belongs in hell.
I’m not sure why his daughter’s name is mentioned – she is not guilty of anything and she is a child, and her name being listed here doesn’t add to the story…. in the interests of her privacy I’d suggest that her name be removed. Otherwise, great coverage as usual even though the story itself is beyond horrifying.
Hard to find anything to say at the moment:( How could he just seem to come out of nowhere and do something this horrible. What possible pleasure could come to someone from committing an act such as this.
Life in prison shouldn’t even had been an option. He needs to be put to death NOW! We do not need to waste any tax payer money on this POS at all!
…..and then there’s the moments that snatch the words right out of my mouth. I hope this piece of maggot vomit gets mouth raped in the pen.
This is why women should get to know these men first before even allowing them within 100 ft of their children! This cockroach should be put to death in a most brutal manner! And ladies, if you have children, don’t be so quick to move in with a man that you have only known for a nanosecond!
I would gladly contribute to the commissary account of the inmates who kept that bastard in as much pain as possible, for as many years as possible, until he draws his last breath.
I have a little boy who is 15 months old. If someone did that to my child, I would get very friendly with an inmate in the same facility who is also a lifer and hook that fellow up with a very nice account contribution…after that babyraper suffers a little “accident”…say, a pot of boiling water spilled on his genitalia, for starters. The more pain delivered, the bigger the contribution. Win win!
I’m sadistic and I approve this message.
While I don’t condone violence, there are exceptions. He deserves whatever he gets in jail.
I love KB 911895
So exhausting reading this. For all the single moms…. Christ, I can’t even imagine. For a ‘man’ like this to exist in the first place? WTH?
Honestly, I check in here once a week or so, praying that there just won’t be anything new.
I guess it’s important to remember how fragile our lives can be.
Fuck all of these baby-raping, life-crushing, hope-stealing monsters. Sometimes I hope with all my being that there is a hell.
after voting I wonder who are the 6 people who think John Michael White does not Deserve Hell! They must be as sick as he is.
I actually think the judges made the right decision in this case. To me, the death penalty is an easy out for pieces of shit like this. Now he has two choices on how he will spend the rest of his miserable life: a) alone in a cage for 23 hours a day going crazy or b) in general population getting the shit kicked out of him by the other inmates. :) I prefer B ofcourse for Mr. White, but unfortunately it’s not up to me. These is a special ring of hell for people like john white, he will know soon enough …
RIP Jaydon
I’ve been working on this comment for about twenty minutes now, trying to articulate everything that I’m thinking without sounding judgmental, preachy or awful towards the mother. John made his own decisions and acted as his own man, but stories like these, and there are so many on this site and many other news sites, just re-enforce how important it is for parents (of either gender) of small children to put their child first.
If you want to date, wait a while. Wait until your child is a bit older, a bit bigger, a bit stronger, more able to articulate if something goes wrong. It’s not fail-proof obviously, but it helps.
If you’re lonely, go out with your friends or your family or join a sport or club. Check your local rec center or newspaper classifieds. Even chat online.
Too many people will small children just seem to date willy nilly, bouncing from one person to a next without much care as to how it’s affecting or could affect their child, even moving into households days or weeks into a relationship as this mother seemed to, then wonder where things went wrong. Some of my friends do this and would need all their fingers and some toes to count all the boyfriends who’ve been Daddy to their kids who are only two or three years old.
Your child looks to you to protect them and put their needs and safety above all and sometimes that means putting your need to date and have sex and have a boy or girlfriend on hold for a few years. You will survive being single and hopefully you might work out some of that need to be co-dependent and in a relationship every moment of your life that’s going to lead you into these sorts of bad relationships.
somebody really needs to go all “Hard Candy” on his ass. Castrate him without any pain meds, and then force him to kill himself. He needs to realize that there is NO excuse for his actions, that he is indeed a selfish bastard and deserves nothing less than Hell. Cause you know there is at least one person (lawyer probably) that is telling him “you’re just sick, it wasn’t you’re fault, you weren’t in the right mind, blahblahblah….” Fuck that.
I am, and will be always, a proponent of the death penalty. Sadly, even that conviction takes years to come about.
He should have NO protection in prison. Period. Our lumbering justice system and the drain on taxpayers is absurd. I get that the courts can’t just fry someone. Ok. So don’t hold back jailhouse justice.
Is it just me, or is it almost ALWAYS a boyfriend? After thousands of years living as civilized humans, you’d think the primal directive to kill off the competitions offspring would be long extinguished.
When I got divorced 13 years ago, my children were 6 and 4. I made a conscious decision not to enter into a serious relationship again until my kids had grown up and moved away from home. As misguided as that may be, it was because of the fear of a situation like this. No, 99.9% of men AREN’T like this. But my children are my everything. I decided I’d rather go it alone than to every take even that tiny chance. I’ve known too many women with boyfriends and second husbands who mistreated the kids. Sad.
Peach – I applaud you and your decision. I know it wasn’t an easy one, or one you made lightly. It came at some cost to you, but it was repaid by the love, health and lives of your kids. As the mother of two grown children, who STILL worries about them like they weren’t, I say to you, ‘Brava…”
Considering it’s been proven — beyond a shadow of a doubt — that a death penalty judgment is more expensive for taxpayers than a life in prison judgment, I personally prefer to see life in prison judgments for child rapists. Ultimately, I believe it’s the harsher punishment.
Not only will the offender live without freedom for the rest of his natural life, he can’t even become “comfortably” institutionalized, because other inmates will always be out for his blood.
Why not put him through years of living Hell before he moves on to the afterlife version of Hell? Well, I personally don’t believe in Hell, being agnostic, but I still believe there’s such a thing as karma.
I totally agree. I don’t believe in hell or the afterlife and, as such, a death penalty punishment seems too easy for someone like White. The dead don’t suffer, nor can they come to regret a decision (which is the point of punishment, even if that regret is only for selfish reasons, like not liking being locked up in a prison where everyone wants to kill you). Of course, I could be completely wrong about whether or not hell exists, but we all know that everyone is going to die eventually anyway, so why not hedge our bets and give them a worldly punishment before they head off into a potential afterlife?
It goes without saying that few of us would be crying ourselves to sleep if White was executed, of course.
You have got to be kidding me. This piece of shit RAPED A BABY TO DEATH. This site is full of horrific crimes, but this has to rank amongst the worst. I was about to go make breakfast, but reading this caused me to literally lose my appetite.
“Something” came over him my ass. When something comes over you and you snap, you might break a few dishes, punch a hole in the wall, say horrible things that you’ll later regret or, in extreme cases, you might even hit someone — but you sure as fuck don’t rape a toddler out of anger. People don’t do those kinds of things unless they were already a festering bag of shit to begin with. This waste-of-skin almost certainly thought about molesting the poor baby prior to the incident, at the very least. Maybe it was the anger that gave him the courage to do it, but there is no way that he suddenly decided to rape a baby out of no where. I sure as hell haven’t felt the urge to rape anyone, let alone a 17-month-old, in my angriest moments.
I’m too disgusted to continue writing this. Unbelievable.
Does this douchebag have a lobotomy scar?
It would be a fitting start to his punishment.
Fuck man.. There is no torture invented or thought of that this piece of shit deserves. You always hear about crimes against children, but reading this? I don’t know.. Hell is too good for this fucker… Goddamn man
The state legislatures should change the law so that it is a death penalty crime if a child is murdered directly or indirectly by a sex act by an adult. May he burn in hell!
Yeah this one makes me wonder. I can’t see anyone doing this who wasn’t fucked up on drugs. You get mad at people/things, and your first instinct is to rape them to death? Do you rape the toilet when it won’t flush? Do you rape the toaster when it burns your toast? Either this shit was premeditated, or this guy has some serious mental problems. Probably both. John Michael White is an evil piece of shit who deserves misery, even though no amount of suffering will bring back the innocent life he snuffed out.
Thank you for the chuckle. “Do you rape the toilet when it won’t flush? Do you rape the toaster when it burns your toast?”
Yes, I’ve wondered about that especially with the stories lately. You’re pissed at the mother, so the first thing you do is rape her child to death? Seriously warped.
I feel sick. This story just makes me want to scream, shout, cry, vomit, etc… I just don’t understand how anyone could hurt a child. There are the very epitome of innocence. :(
Take a close look at this person’s eyes. They are as dead and lifeless as a pebble lying in the snow. When you see eyes like those, you know there’s something seriously wrong.
reading this, i don’t buy that this guy’s abuse caused him to be an abuser. he seems like a natural born sociopath to me – especially since he seemed pretty normal other than the suss leg breaking incident. if someone is really damaged from abuse i don’t think they can keep up a ‘normal’ appearance.
i have some close friends who were abused and it horrifies me to think people might ever worry about them repeating the cycle.. for my friends it’s about as likely as hell freezing over.
i can’t imagine what the poor mum is going through. RIP little one.
I want to start an extermination squad to rid the world of these demons from Hell.
Who’s with me?
The line forms behind me. ;-p
The popularity of the Showtime show Dexter would suggest this is not an isolated fantasy.
I’m new to your website and and have been reading your write-ups on these scumbags for only a couple of days. And after reading such stories of depravity and violence, I’m sahamed to say it, but I was beginning to get a little immune to it all. That is until I read this story and I realized I wasn’t immune and I am still human.
Every time I looked at Jaydon’s pictures and the pain he went through, I broke into tears. Then anger would take over and I just want to grab that bastard and do to him what some assassins (rumored) did to King Edward II “a plumber’s iron, heated intensely hot, was introduced through a tube into his anus so that it burned the inner portions beyond the intestines.”
Although I am not totally convinced, I think this little boys mother really did care about her son and this may be one of the few cases where the mother really didn’t realize what was going on. Unfortunately she will forever have to live with the fact that she brought this man into her sons life, and that will be punishment enough for her. As for him, he deserves the same done to him that he did to that little boy. He is the worst kind of sicko!
Wow, I am shocked to hear this but that is not really how the story goes. Billie and Dan were never married< yes never married. In fact, they were a one – night stand. And she was never the mother that they make her out to be. Jaydons leg was broken twice when she was asked about it the first time she lied. The second time she said that she was getting the cast changed bc it was hurting jaydon. She sent over a diaper bag full pf puked filled clothes and bugs coming out of it. Dan and Celeste called several times and nothing was done. Every time she was questioned she lied. When the ambulance got to the house, they walked in to jaydon on the floor by himself and john and billie in the kitchen holding each other. And do you know what that baby had to eat that night? He had some juice now what "great" mother gives there baby juice?! Thats all he had to eat at 8:19pm. So billie is not this great mother that she was made out to be. Yes, there may of been warning signs and they didnt catch it. But jaydon lost too much weight bc she wasnt feeding him. Maybe there are other people that you should talk to before posting things. Yes in the beginning she was a good mom but towards the end it was horrible. You cant even imagine. So, I hope this sheds some light.
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times, if you are a single mother with small children, remain that way. When you have children, your life comes second. There will be plenty of time to date and find love after your children are grown. Your number one priority is your child(ren), not finding a man to be part of your life. Your children need you, and you don’t need to be dividing your attention between them and some guy, because usually that some guy is the one who gets priority. And when it comes down to it, you don’t know anyone! Some guy just sparked up a relationship with you because you have a small child who he wants to victimize. Stay single, live your life AFTER you’re done raising your babies.