The jackass pictured on the left, Christopher Swiridowsky, age 30, of Providence RI, took hit and run driving to a whole new level early Sunday morning when he fled the scene of an accident with one of his victims impaled on the windshield of his car. How fortunate for us that before he did this he took this ridiculous picture of himself and posted it on his MySpace homepage. Very fortunate indeed.

The incident started when a two-car accident occurred on Route 95 South inside the city limits of Providence RI. The Rhode Island State Police said the cars, driven by Jose Flores, 24, and Michael Abrames, 33, ended up blocking the far left lane. Christopher Swiridowsky’s car first struck the left rear corner of Abrames’ vehicle, pushing it into Abrames. Swiridowsky’s car continued on, striking Flores and a passenger in Flores’ car, Efron Trinidad, 28, causing Flores to become lodged in the windshield.

Christopher Swiridowsky then drove off, followed for a mile and a half by another motorist, Albert Garcia, who contacted the state police by cell phone. Swiridowsky got off the highway and eventually stopped the car in a parking lot, where he actually had the audacity to ask Mr. Garcia a most amazing question.

“I was chasing him. I stopped my car. That’s when he got out of his car and asked me ‘why are you following me?’.”

Well I’m not sure Chris, but it might be the bleeding man who’s sitting half way through your windshield. Just a guess of course.

After confronting Albert Garcia, Christopher Swiridowsky again left the scene, this time on foot. Cops found him hiding in a closet in the basement of his house and arrested him, according to the state police.

As you may have figured, Jose Flores is the worse off of the three injured men. He is currently being treated for life-threatening injuries in the Intensive Care Unit of Rhode Island Hospital. Efron Trinidad is also in the ICU listed in critical condition with numerous sever injuries. Michael Abrames was lucky – He was treated and released at Rhode Island Hospital.

Christopher Swiridowsky faces three counts of leaving the scene of an accident after injury and one count of obstructing a police officer. He was arraigned in Providence District Court and ordered held on $25,000 bail by Judge Michael A. Higgins, who also ordered Swiridowsky held Tuesday as an alleged bail violator stemming from a July drug charge he was facing.

A Big Thank You Goes To Jason’s Wife For Tipping Us Off To This Story. Way To Keep It In The Family There Guys

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The Moirae only gave Matatizo Dunia 14 short years of life, all of which was in Bunyihuna village, in the Bukombe district of Tanzania. No doubt it was a difficult life, made hard enough by being born in a poor rural area where he had little chance of getting an education and health care but then on top of that, Matatizo had another significant problem to contend with- he was an albino.

By some quirk of genetics, albinism is several times more common in Eastern Africa than anywhere else in the world. It occurs in an average of 1 in every 3,000 births, when most other countries see an average of 1 albino in roughly 80,000 births.

Although an albino can have a fairly normal life and have normal, healthy children, health problems such as skin cancer and poor vision are very common in people born with albinism. In the hot sunny climate of Africa where many people must spend a lot of time working outdoors, an albino has a very high risk of dying from skin cancer, but that is not the most deadly threat they face.

They are sometimes hunted like animals, killed for their skin and body parts. Those who believe in black magic will pay large sums of money for witch doctors to cast spells using the blood, body parts, hair and skin of the “ghost people” which are said to make the most powerful charms that bring them good luck and prosperity. Some of the witch doctors’ supply of albino parts comes from grave robbers, but the parts that fetch the highest prices are ones from a living person because it is believed that their screams and agony while being killed imparts even stronger magical power. In the last two years, almost a hundred albino people have been murdered for their body parts in Tanzania, Kenya and Burundi.

Matatizo Dunia had his own rendezvous with three greedy and coldblooded killers who took on the role of the “Three Fates” on December 1, 2008. Masambuko Madata, Emmanuel Masangwa and Charles Kalamuji decided his fate should be for him to die for their financial gain. They invaded the Dunia family home late that night, dragged Matatizo outside and cut his body into pieces. When the killers were arrested, one of them had Dunia’s leg in his possession and his other body parts were found hidden in some nearby bushes.

This vile and despicable murder has only come to the attention of the media because it is the very first time anyone has been jailed and tried for killing an albino in Tanzania since the beginning of an official ban forbidding witch doctors plying their trade openly. Tanzanian President Jakaya Kikwete urged citizens to come forward with any information involving witch doctor killings, but a BBC Africa analyst has expressed doubt about the hope of stopping the murders entirely, saying “It is likely that some murders will continue because so much money can be made from selling the body parts.”

Perhaps some of the estimated 17,000 Tanzanian albino people living in fear can rest a little easier now with the knowledge that their government is taking the threat seriously and is making good on the President’s vow to crack down on the witch doctors, because the trial of Matatizo Dunia’s murderers made an important first strike in the name of justice on September 23.

Masambuko Madata, Emmanuel Masangwa and Charles Kalamuji were all convicted of murder and sentenced to death by hanging.

A Canadian businessman and founder of the pro-albino organization Under the Same Sun, Peter Ash, himself albino, said authorities must pursue the killers in every case. Speaking before the trial during a tour of the Tanzania, Ash said:

“This is one conviction. There are 52 other families still awaiting justice,” he said.

Ash also highlighted the case of a five-year- old girl named Mariam. She was attacked by a group of men in the city of Mwanza.

“One of them slit her throat, drained her blood into a saucepan and drank it in the presence of her two siblings. The men then chopped off her limbs and ran off.”

“Mariam did not have the benefit of being unconscious first. She was killed, like an animal, by grown men who did this deliberately while her siblings watched.”

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The Police and news media went mad about this case. The Onofris seemed like such a normal family, without secrets, and they were not rich. Nobody ever asked for a ransom. Little Tommy was an epileptic baby who needs daily medications, but days passed and there was no trace of the child or the kidnappers. Investigators looked at every angle. They found traces of child pornography in Mr. Onofri’s computer, and for a short time police suspected him, but it turned out there was no evidence to support the theory that he was connected to the disappearance of his son.

Then, police checked on a man who worked in Onofri house as a builder, some days before Tommy was kidnapped. His name was Mario Alessi and he’d done time for sexual assault; some years before, he raped a girl in front of her boyfriend. But now he was a free man, and he had a wife and a son. Police interrogated him, and Mario Alessi became the first legitimate suspect. But again, they had no evidence and were forced to release him. He went back home and did an interview with his wife for an Italian TV show (for money, I suppose). Video cameras went to their house, they showed what fine, upstanding people the Alessis were, how suspecting them was a huge mistake. “You shall not touch children!” said Alessi to millions of fellow Italians on TV.

Some days later, he, his wife, Antonella Conserva, and another builder who worked with Mario Alessi, Salvatore Raimondi, were arrested for the kidnapping of Tommaso Onofri. But where was little Tommy? It seemed to everyone that now that the case was over, the baby should now be back in his mother’s arms.

Finally, in April of 2006, one month after the disappearance of little Tommy, Mario Alessi confessed. He led the police to a river not far from the baby’s country home. The police found the body of 17-month-old Tommaso Onofri buried in a shallow grave at the bank of the river, in high state of decomposition. It turns out he was murdered just 20 minutes after he was taken from his highchair.

Here’s how police say this crime took place. Mario Alessi and Salvatore Raimondi planned the kidnapping – They had decided to kidnap the baby because they did some work for the Onofris and mistakenly assumed they were rich. They original plan called for them to give the baby to Alessi’s wife, Antonella Conserva, to care for him, while they made arrangements to ransom Tommaso.

But something went terribly wrong: Alessi took the baby and ran off on a motorbike. First he heard police sirens closing in behind him, then he saw police cars on his road, and he started to get nervous. Little Tommy couldn’t stop crying and Alessi began to panic, so he went down to the river. Finally, fearing the police would hear the baby’s cries, Mario Alessi took a shovel and beat Tommaso Onofri to death. He buried the body in the sandy soil at the bank of the river.

Mario Alessi was condemned to life in prison. His accomplice, Salvatore Raimondi, got 20 years (he was the first to confess and he had chosen an abbreviated process), and Antonella Conserva was sentenced to 30 years”.

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Behold Cameron Brown, possibly the biggest piece o’ shit you will ever meet.

Cameron had a little problem. He had somehow (clearly by no fault of his own) impregnated a woman named Sarah Key-Marer which, as pregnancies tend to do, led to a baby, despite Brown’s demands that she get an abortion. The couple, who had met at a bar in 1995, dated briefly but Cameron wanted nothing to do with becoming a father to Sarah’s baby. Finally in 1996, the couple parted ways after Sarah was done trying to convince Cameron Brown to take an interest in becoming a father.

After learning that she was carrying a baby girl, Sarah became more persistent in her efforts and went after Brown financially. Rather than step up to the plate and take responsibility for the situation, Brown’s answer was to threaten his child’s mother with calling immigration in hopes of having her deported. Sarah was not however, living in the United States illegally, having moved from England in 1993.

After Brown’s threat against Sarah proved empty, she pressed again for child support from Brown when their daughter, Lauren Sarene Key, was 8 months old. At this point, Sarah was a single mother just looking for at least financial help since it was clear that Brown was willing to take no part in Lauren’s life. After filing for child support through the Orange County District Attorney’s office, Sarah played the waiting game.

A year later, Brown notified the court that he doubted Sarah’s claim that he was Lauren’s father and demanded that a DNA test be done to prove his paternity. As it turned out, Brown was indeed Lauren’s father and was ordered to pay a sum of $1,000 a month in child support. That should have been the end of it, right? Wrong. After all, this is not just some deadbeat dad we’re talking about here. This is Cameron Brown, and he’ll be damned if some court order is gonna tell HIM what to do.

It was no secret at this point that Cameron Brown had no interest in being a dad. So why then, in July of 1999 did he file for joint custody of Lauren? Did he have a change of heart? Had his daughter’s beautiful smile and happy spirit forced him to re-examine how he had treated her, how he had abandoned her? Did he come to the realization that all children deserve a daddy, and resolve to make up for lost time and be the best father he could be?

Nah, he just wanted his monthly payment reduced.

Mediated sessions were set up between Brown and his daughter Lauren, who was 3 years old. At first, Sarah observed that she thought things were going well. But then things slowly began to turn sour. Sarah noticed Lauren returning home from visits with her father appearing frightened and filled with anxiety. She was turning from a bright child with a sunny disposition, into a child that didn’t want to even leave the house before every scheduled visit with her father.

She witnessed incidents such as Brown driving Lauren around without putting her into a car seat and throwing her into a hot tub knowing that the girl did not know how to swim. When Sarah brought up this behavior in their mediation, Brown accused her of being an abusive mother and that from that point on he would not speak to her again. This forced all communication to be done in writing and through their lawyers.

On the morning of November 8th 2000, Sarah reluctantly said goodbye to her daughter. Lauren was going to be picked up from school that day for a court ordered visitation with Brown. As she prepared Lauren for the day, she noticed that her daughter was unable to speak. She was terrified, clinging to her mother in a frantic state. As Sarah said goodbye to her daughter, she knelt down, looked her in the eye and told her how much she loved her.

It would be the last time she ever saw her alive.

“She said ‘No, no I don’t want to see him today.’”

“She was crying and I had trouble getting her out of the car seat.”

A few hours later after talking to her very upset toddler, Sarah decided to leave work early and pick her daughter up. But it was too late. Brown had decided to arrive early that day.

Lauren was gone.

Later that day, Sarah was visited by a police officer who delivered the worst news a parent can ever hear. Her daughter was dead. While visiting with her “father”, Lauren had plummeted off a 120 foot cliff at Inspiration Point in Rancho Palos Verdes, crashing into the waters below. She was just 4 years old. Brown had a story, of course. He told investigators that Lauren had slipped on some rocks and fell to her death in a horrible accident. Funny, I don’t know a whole lot of parents who would let their toddler wander near a cliff. But then again, this IS Cameron Brown we are talking about here, and I’ll say it again, Cameron Brown is a piece of shit.

Now take a listen to Cameron Brown as he speaks to a 911 operator. See if you can pick out the person who is acting inappropriately:

Investigators were not buying the accident claim and Brown was placed under arrest for the murder of his daughter Lauren, going to trial for murder in 2006. He pled not guilty to the charges. In opening statements to the jury, Deputy District Attorney Craig Hum stated “The evidence will show that Lauren did not slip and fall. Rather, this man hurled the child he never wanted over the edge of the cliff and into the ocean below.” Throughout the trial, Brown’s lack of any emotion whatsoever, and his numerous attempts to avoid any kind of parental responsibility were brought to light.

Sarah recalled a time during her pregnancy when she and Brown had been walking along the same cliff where her daughter would die 4 years later. She remembered a story that Brown had told her which had haunted her, the story of 2 children that had fallen to their deaths there. Hum attested that Brown, a baggage handler at the Los Angeles International Airport would do whatever he needed to do to avoid having to pay child support. Other than throw himself off the cliff to avoid paying child support, of course.

Brown’s defense attorney Pat Harris spun a different story to the jury, claiming that Sarah’s prosecution team was only highlighting the not so stellar moments in Brown’s parenting. Harris claimed that both parents had negative qualitites, but that Brown wanted nothing more than to be a loving father to Lauren once paternity had been confirmed.

During Brown’s first trial at the Torrence Superior Court the jury found themselves deadlocked between first degree murder, second degree murder and manslaughter. Brown also faced special circumstances charges on killing his daughter for financial gain, and was looking at a possible death sentence.

At this point, you might be thinking justice is gonna be served, right? Right? Maybe?

Brown’s case ended in mistrial after moving to the Los Angeles County Superior Court, because jurors could not reach an agreement on the severity of his crime. Circuit Judge Nancy Moate Ley declared a mistrial when jurors convicted Brown of murder, but could not agree on first or second degree. He is now, as of July 2009, facing a retrial, where experts will be brought in to further investigate Lauren’s death. Jurors are expected to visit the cliff where she fell. Sarah in the meantime, is just looking for some closure. The retrial is expected to last 6 weeks, but the maximum penalty Brown faces if convicted is life in prison without the possibility of parole.

So, will Lauren Key ever see justice? Is there any justice to be had? Could Cameron Brown have been the involved parents that his defense team claimed him to be? A guy who was trying to turn his life around and make things right with his child? Clearly his own daughter didn’t want to be anywhere near this guy. Most little girls who want to be around their daddy run to them with open arms. They don’t cry, shake with fear, lose their powers of speech and fight to stay in their car seat. Lauren was only 4 years old. Toddlers are probably the most honest little people on the planet. They don’t pretend that everything’s OK for the sake of avoiding conflict. If they are scared or uncomfortable, they let someone know.

Could this have been avoided? It’s hard to say. When courts get involved in people’s lives, sometimes common sense takes a backseat to the laws, and children are always the ones who get hurt. Mothers rightfully want the fathers of their children to step up and take financial responsibility if nothing else. But with that comes the reality that the fathers may be given rights to be around that child, whether it is for the right reasons or not. When I think of the terror that little girl must have felt in the last moments of her life, my heart breaks. Rest in peace, Lauren. May Cameron Brown never see the light of day again.

Editor’s Notes: While I was fact checking Moop’s story, I ran across this blog called “Cameron Brown Trial”, written by two folks who call themselves CountryGirl and loretta. Anyone who doubts that Cam Brown is the narcissistic son of a whore Moop makes him out to be really needs to click on that link and visit the site.

“Cameron Brown Trial” is the best blog of it’s type I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen my fair share of them performing my job as editor for PYSIH. These two ladies are able to walk a fine line between informing the reader of the facts surround the murder of little Lauren Key and rebutting the people who have chosen to sell their souls to the devil and support Cameron Brown, particularly his wife, Patty Kaldis and his brother-in-law, Ted Kaldis. AND they’ve managed to have quite a bit of fun at said supporter’s expenses at the same time – these are two very funny ladies.

BTW, the third photograph down, the one of of the cliffs, is NOT Inspiration Point, the place where Lauren Key was murdered. I only included it for effect.

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Christie Scott, 30, is one of those people. Back on July 8th of this year, she was convicted of setting fire to the bedroom where her six-year-old autistic son, Mason Scott, was sleeping. She and her younger son, Noah, now 5, were outside when first responders arrived at their home in Franklin County, Alabama, but little Mason didn’t survive the blaze. The fire occurred on August 17th, 2007.

But this isn’t your usual mother of an autistic child killing the kid to put him out of his misery or to release herself from the burden of caring for a special needs child. Oh no, this is much worse than that. You see, Christie Scott here figured that as long as she was going to lose a son, she ought to receive something in return. That something was one hundred thousand dollars from an insurance policy she took out on Mason Scott the day before the fire.

I said she was evil, I never said she was smart.

She steadfastly maintained her innocence, but there were other things that pointed to Christie Scott’s guilt. Fire investigators determined the fire began on or around Noah Scott’s bed. Those same investigators also proved Scott disabled the smoke detector in Mason’s room to prevent it from alerting her son to the fire. The victim was sleeping alone in his bedroom; Mason’s younger brother Noah normally slept with his brother, but on the night of the fire he slept with his mom, and both were able to escape the burning home through a window in her bedroom.

In October of 2008, Christie Michelle Scott was indicted on charges of Capital Murder for Financial Gain, Committing Capital Murder During a First-Degree Arson and Committing Capital Murder by Intentionally Killing Someone Younger Than Fourteen. She faced the Death Penalty.

The highlight of the trial was Christie Scott’s decision to testify in her own defense. When asked about why she purchased a $100,000 life insurance policy for both her sons the day before the fire, she responded by saying she wanted to lock in on a low rate:

“When they were 40-year-old men, they would still pay premiums for a 6-year-old and a 4-year-old.”

She also testified that after she had escaped the house with Noah, she ran next door to get help from her neighbors, Jennifer Davidson, and her fiancée, Brian Copeland. She said Davidson called 911 while Copeland went back with Scott to try and rescue Mason. Christie Scott attempted to enter the home by using the keypad for the garage doors:

“My hands were trembling so badly, I was hitting the wrong buttons. I tried myself about six times. I saw Brian put (the code) in twice I know.”

But she’d been caught in a lie. Brian Copeland had testified earlier in the trial for the prosecution, and said that Scott beat on the garage door, but he never saw her attempt to use the key pad, and that he never tried to use the key pad either.

Christie Scott’s defense also tried to minimize Mason Scott’s suffering, insisting that he died of smoke inhalation alone and never felt any pain. That was also proven untrue by the prosecution

Dr. Emily Ward, who performed the autopsy on Mason’s body, testified he died of smoke inhalation AND thermal burns. Ward testified that soot found in the child’s throat and lungs during the autopsy indicates he was alive as the fire began.

Mason was also found on the floor next to the bed, indicating that at some point the boy was awake and tried to escape the flames.

“We don’t think he was alive the whole time the burning was going on, but we don’t know at what point the death occurred.”

After nearly 4 weeks of testimony, and 9 hours of deliberations spread out over three days, the jury of six men and six women finally had their verdict. They found Christie Michelle Scott guilty of all three counts of Capital Murder. The sentencing hearing was an emotional roller coaster that would test the resolve of the strongest members of the jury.

Christie Scott’s husband, Jeremy, cried as he told jurors that he still loves her.

“She doesn’t deserve to get the death penalty.”

Scott’s mother, Kathy Bray, told jurors that executing Scott would reunite a mother and son.

“If you choose to take Christie’s life, you would really do her a favor because she will go to heaven to be with Mason.”

I found this statement particularly annoying – Mrs. Bray seems so sure of herself. I, on the other hand, doubt Christie Scott will see Mason Scott again, unless it’s to explain to him why mommy set him on fire and left him to burn to death. But enough editorializing…

Scott’s father, Donald Bray, also begged for his daughter’s life.

“I know in my heart that Christie didn’t kill Mason, and I know in my heart that Mason is in heaven. Christie doesn’t deserve to die.”

Finally, Christie Scott’s sister, Mitzi Bray, told jurors that Noah prays every night for his mother to come home.

It was just too much for the members of the jury. They returned from their deliberations with a recommendation of Life in Prison without the possibility of parole.

Enter The Honorable Judge Terry Dempsey.

On Wednesday, August 5th, Judge Dempsey exercised his power as trial judge to ignore the recommendation of the jury and sentenced Christie Scott to Death. Here are some excerpts from his sentencing order:

“The capital offense was particularly heinous, atrocious and cruel compared to other capital offenses.

There may be no more painful way for a human to die than by fire. It is not certain whether the victim died from thermal burns or smoke inhalation.

A high carbon monoxide level in the victim’s blood … indicate he was still breathing as he was burning. This would be a horrific death with immense pain for the victim.”

“It is easier to believe that Mason Scott died in his sleep, not knowing of the fire. However, the stark truth is, in all likelihood, that is not the way he died. It is reasonable to assume he died a very painful and terrifying death.

Regardless of the amount of pain suffered by the victim, it is still more heinous, atrocious and cruel when compared to other capital offenses.”

“The Court is a great believer in the jury system and following the jury when at all possible. Killing your own child for money by burning him alive is too much to overcome.

Christie Scott and her supporters were stunned.

It’s a shame that Mason Scott’s entire family forgot about him, and it took a complete stranger, one man with a powerful sense of what is right, to remind that courtroom what real justice is about. This wasn’t really about whether or not Christie Scott deserved the death penalty – she did, of course – this was a question of whether or not someone would have the courage to speak for Mason Scott. It seemed that no one, not his father, not his grandparents, not the jury, was willing or able to do that. Thankfully, Judge Dempsey was – he didn’t forget about Mason and his suffering, and justice for the little six-year-old-boy was finally served.

We couldn’t agree more, Your Honor.

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He liked TV and playing with cars when he was indoors, and during the hot summer days he was often in neighbors backyards splashing and jumping in their swimming pools. Danny attended Sloat Elementary just blocks up the street from his house. He was a good student and proud of his schoolwork. During the summer of 1990 the twelve year old was eagerly anticipating the start of middle school.

If you take a closer look at Danny’s life though, and you will find that his home life and family structure was lacking and some of those problems were more serious than outsiders may have realized. Danny was the second child of Linda (Canales) Fitch and a father whom he had not seen since before his first birthday. His sister was four years older.

In 1983 Linda moved herself and her two young children into the house on Amherst Street, the home of her boyfriend, Robert Arthur Capparelli and his four children. Danny, who always had his own room and who was not used to sharing his mother, now had to share a room with four other kids in a home with one and half bathrooms. The house, built in 1959, was small but built on a large lot with a huge front lawn with three trees providing lots of shade. In January of 1990, a new baby was born into the household.

An aunt, Debra Baca, in an August 1991 Sacramento Bee article, would describe how Danny lived with her for a period of time in 1986. She became convinced, due to some physical problems Danny was having, that he was being sexually abused, and tried to convince Linda that he was not okay and needed help. According to Baca, a half-sister to Linda, Fitch became defensive and seemingly indifferent to her son’s plight. The aunt would further report that Danny had been black-sheeped by the family. He was treated mean and he was scared:

“I’ve known him (Danny) since he was born. The reason why it upsets me so much is that I believe Danny was an abused child. His life changed so drastically around 1983, his whole living environment changed. My sister moved in with her boyfriend, who was still married and had four children. Danny had a sister born. He went from having his own room to having to sleep with four other kids in a room. He was cast as a black sheep. They made him an outcast.”

“Danny stayed with me for a time in 1986. He never had a problem like this before, but then he had a very bad time controlling his bowel movements. I asked my sister. She said it’s nothing. I know it’s a symptom of some type of abuse. I told her, “He’s not OK. He needs help.’ But she just wasn’t going to listen.”

“Danny was a victim all the way around. He was being treated mean and he was scared. If he was turning against her, he was just returning the abuse and disrespect he received. He went to neighbors and he went to members of my family asking to live with them. He cried. He didn’t want to live there anymore. I know that for a fact.”

In mid 1990 things seemed to be becoming more desperate. Danny had pleaded with neighbors and relatives to take him in. Linda Fitch’s foster parents saw Danny a few months before he turned twelve at a funeral for a family member. They would recall how unhappy he was and how he had asked to leave and come live with them. Grief and activity of the funeral had clouded intuition and concern that they might normally have felt. During this period, the aunt would also note her nephew’s crying and unhappiness.

Danny was twelve years old for less than 48 hours when he was murdered at 3AM on July 23, 1990. He was awakened from sleep as his mother, Linda Fitch, slipped a shoelace around his neck. She strangled him to death as he kicked wildly struggling for life. Before sunrise that morning, an unresponsive Danny was discovered with the string still around his neck, and the grim paramedics would rush him to Sutter General Hospital, just minutes away, already knowing he would be pronounced dead.

The following Friday, Linda would admit to boyfriend Robert Capparelli what she had done and he would call the police. Linda repeated her admission to police and was arrested. The following week Linda, 39 would face her arraignment for murder. The event was brief. Linda, who stood less than five feet tall, would appear weeping with her hands folded before her telling the judge she could not afford a lawyer. The judge appointed her a public defender.

Linda Fitch accepted a plea to first degree murder. Her defense lawyer was pissed. Before the judge, the lawyer claimed that the death was one of passion and self-defense, that Danny had on numerous occasions threatened Linda’s and her infant daughter’s life. Danny was described as abusive, unhappy, and recalcitrant. It was argued to the judge that this was not premeditated murder, that it was impulsive and that Fitch feared that Danny would become like his abusive father. Danny’s death was at best second degree murder and not first degree premeditated murder.

So, why do you think that Linda Fitch would plead guilty to first degree murder and serve a mandatory 25 year to life prison sentence instead of defending herself by claiming she protecting her infant child against her skinny son? I mean, there’s always some sick little twist isn’t there? Well, it turns out, this was a matter of economics. In January of 1990 Linda Fitch tried to acquire a loan for $24,000 to start her own business. She did not get it. On June 6, 1990 she took out a $25,000 dollar life insurance policy on Danny. She did not take out an insurance policy on any of the other six children in the household. Linda Fitch took the first degree murder plea in lieu of facing the death penalty.

And as for the remarks made about Danny in court trying to make him look like a bad kid? Well that defense attorney never knew Danny. According to Danny’s neighbors and friends, the boy was well-liked by everyone in the neighborhood and was happy and sweet. Another neighbor, who frequently allowed Danny to swim in her backyard would reminisce, “That little boy couldn’t have been any better if he was an angel. I really hurt for him. I loved him and just hate that he is gone.”

One of Danny’s neighbors had been his Sunday school teacher and related, “He was a good kid, we loved him.” Danny had been trustworthy enough to mow lawns and run errands to the store for neighbors. Neighborhood adults and children, Danny’s friends, would state that mom and son seemed to get along, always looked happy together. Danny’s aunt would fume, “If he was abusive, he learned it in the house where he lived.”

I could rant against Linda Fitch (see Court Records) but her actions speak for themselves. It is a matter of public record that she is a first degree premeditated murderer and that the victim was her own son, a little boy who knew while he was alive that she was undeserving of trust and whom he desperately did not wish to live with. But she is not the importance of this article, Danny is, the boy I am sure Linda Fitch hopes that no one remembers especially when she goes before a parole board.

Danny’s aunt, Debra Baca, would become vocal and bitter over the loss of her nephew and the surrounding circumstances. She was angry that everything had been focused on her sister but that no one seemed to care what Danny had gone through, waking from sleep to look up at his mother as she strangled him. Nobody would note that Danny was just a thin little boy, just a child, who had been labeled as an abusive punk:

“He hadn’t seen his natural father since he was eight months old. Abusive behavior isn’t inherited. It’s learned. If he was abusive, he learned it in the house where he lived.”

“OK. The child is dead. The mother has pleaded guilty to one of the most heinous crimes imaginable. Isn’t it all moot, at this point?”

“Everything has been focusing on her. Nobody said what he felt like, sleeping in the safety of his own home, then kicking, looking up at his own mother. Nobody has said it was his birthday the day before. Nobody has said he was just a child, a thin little boy with dark wavy hair and almond eyes, a beautiful boy.”

“I visited his grave recently. He was buried by the public administrator in a dead-looking field with no tombstone. He has been wiped off the face of this earth, and he’s been labeled as an abusive, punk little kid. I want someone to say that isn’t right.”

To make matters worse, Danny’s very existence had been erased from the face of the earth. He was in an unmarked grave in an unkempt overgrown corner of a cemetery. Danny had been buried by the county administrator and per county policy, his grave could not be marked until burial and funeral services were reimbursed.

Local media columnists and their followers as well as others rallied to see to it that Danny received a proper marker and due to public outcry the county coroner bent the rules and allowed his grave to receive a marker.

On October 11, 1991 the belated memorial was held for Danny. A local minister started his eulogy, “As we stand here where Danny’s body is buried, let us remember that children deserve to be loved. We are not here to judge. But it is God’s word that children are to be taken care of and protected.” Danny received a beautiful tombstone which reads:

In Loving Memory of Daniel Joseph Fitch July 21, 1978 to July 23, 1990 an Angel Returned to God.

There were and are people who knew and loved Danny very much and who did care, and for them and for Danny I needed to write to let them and him know I care and there are many other people out there like me who will never forget Danny Joseph Fitch. And I know that for them that means a lot, a lot more than you or I can imagine.

Danny Joseph Fitch, I love you kid, God bless.

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A Boston man, Jerome Tate, 47, was arraigned yesterday in the West Roxbury Municipal Court for assaulting and robbing Donald Dawes of West Roxbury, MA.

On June 20, 2009, at around 1pm, Mr. Dawes thought it was just another day as he withdrew cash from his account at an ATM on Centre St in West Roxbury. Apparently, he was wrong…

Suddenly he felt something around his neck and heard a voice say “This is a stick!”

Whoever it was started choking him and he felt like he was “falling through air.”

Donald never saw it coming. Seriously. Why? Donald Dawes is legally blind.

His attacker then proceeded to steal his ATM card and $74 dollars in cash, unaware that something was watching him.

That thing was a bank surveillance camera. It caught the suspect’s smiling face full on. Who might this man be? None other than Jerome Tate. Even his own sister had to admit it was him after viewing the surveillance footage.

She stated in an interview that she was stunned that her own brother, apparently handicapped himself, had attacked a blind man.

Jerome was diagnosed with schizophrenia as well as other mental handicaps. Evelyn, his sister, told the interviewer that he had problems starting around age five.

Unfortunately for Jerome, however, this does not prevent him for being responsible for his actions. He still has to stand trial for assaulting a fellow handicapped individual.
Donald Dawes had this to say, “If he is a mentally disturbed person, he certainly ought to be committed to a place where they can take care of him, and not let him out on the streets to continue doing his pillages.”

Maybe.

I do love the final nail in Jerome’s coffin, however, the proof that his own sister couldn’t deny. A picture is worth a thousand words, isn’t it, Jerome?

Editor’s Note: Jerome Tate, who according to a Boston Police report weighs 300 pounds, was charged with armed robbery and assault and battery on a disabled person.

In court, Tate’s attorney, Davis C. Bruce pleaded with the judge to send Tate to a supervised group home, not to jail:

“I don’t think he will do too well (in jail). He appears to be severely mentally retarded.’’

Not so retarded that he couldn’t do a bit of planning before his big caper. Assistant District Attorney Mark Swadling said that police interviewed Tate’s caretakers at the group home where he lives and learned that Tate had asked some crucial questions before the attack on Dawes.

“He questioned [staff] about how blind people use ATMs.”

Judge Ernest L. Sarason Jr. set bail at $10,000 cash and ordered that Tate be examined at Solomon Carter Fuller Mental Health Center in Boston.

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But what to do about Sloopy and Skeeter, the two mutts he had adopted for the Humane Society in 2007. Money was tight, so he couldn’t afford to pay to board them, and for some reason, he chose not to let a neighbor watch the dogs while he was away, despite the fact that the neighbor twice offered to do it for free.

Instead, David P. Santuomo took his best friends into the basement, strung then up from a pipe running across the ceiling, took his .22 caliber rifle with a crude, home made silencer attached (How thoughtful – wouldn’t want to disturb the neighbors.), and used the dogs for target practice.

He blasted the two helpless animals with eleven shots – One dog had six bullets in his head. He then wrapped the carcasses in plastic and threw them in a dumpster behind a firehouse.

Now, how to explain the dog’s disappearance to his children and ex-wife. Simple of course – He lied.

I don’t know if David Santuomo ever went on that cruise. I do know that he was pretty proud of the way he solved his animal problem. He bragged to other firefighter about what he had done, laughing as he told them about concrete flying everywhere from the bullets that went completely through the two dogs’ bodies.

Unfortunately for Dave, his fellow smoke eaters were disgusted with his actions, and one of them reported him to the Humane Society. Needless to say, Jodi Buckman, executive director of the Capital Area Humane Society, was pretty pissed off:

“This is a travesty and abhorrent behavior to those in this community who work to save the lives of animals.”

“Fellow firefighters were disgusted by what he did, and the Capital Area Humane Society was called to investigate.”

At first, David Santuomo lied to the investigators, telling them he shot the dogs to put them out of their misery after they accidentally drank antifreeze, but a necropsy showed no trace of the poison.

Reporters obtained a search warrant served on David Santuomo’s home late last year that said Santuomo sent several text messages also bragging that he was going to shoot his dogs instead of paying for their boarding during his vacation.

After the investigation, David Santuomo was arrested and charged with two counts of animal cruelty and and one count of possession of a criminal tool, for the plastic soda bottle he use as his makeshift silencer. All three charges are misdemeanors.

On June 25th, 2009, David P. Santuomo pleaded guilty in Ohio Municipal Court, and was sentenced to 90 days in jail and ordered to pay $4,500 to cover the cost of his investigation and serve five years’ probation by Judge Harland H. Hale. Hale also fined Santuomo $150 and ordered him to perform 200 hours of community service. He must not have pets or weapons in his house for five years and must undergo random home inspections.

He was also ordered to publish a public apology in a firefighters’ magazine.

Assistant Franklin County Prosecutor Heather Robinson said this about David Santuomo:

“I think it was the thrill of the kill for him. He has shown no remorse for this.”

Defense attorney Sam Shamansky disagreed:

“This was an isolated event not to be repeated and totally out of character for him. He is extremely remorseful.”

In the courtroom, David Santuomo showed just how remorseful he was, flipping the bird at the reporters who were there to cover his case.

Yeah, remorseful.

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David Santuomo, a firefighter since 1996, remains on active duty while awaiting a disciplinary hearing with Columbus Fire Chief Ned Pettus Jr.

I dug up something interesting on our boy Dave. According to court records, in February David P. Santuomo petitioned the court to reinstate his driving privileges on a limited use basis. It had been suspended for “Non-Compliance”, a legal term used to describe a parent who doesn’t pay his child support. Yes my friends, it appears David Santuomo is a deadbeat dad too. You can view those court records by clicking here.

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