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It is said that pedophiles include “pillars of the community” — government officials, judges, police, lawyers, doctors, teachers, priests, ministers and rabbis.
While some find that hard to believe, here are three recent cases proving the claim to be true.
(1) THE 2-STAR GENERAL
Army Times reports that on April 14, 2017, retired U.S. Army 2-star Maj. Gen. James Grazioplene was charged with 6 counts of rape of a minor on multiple occasions between 1983 and 1989.
Grazioplene, of Gainesville, Virginia, entered the Army in March 1972 as an armor officer. He was director of force development in the Pentagon’s Joint Warfighting Capabilities Assessment, before retiring in January 2005. As a retiree, Grazioplene is still subject to the Uniform Code of Military Justice.
The military offered no other details on the case, nor did they say why Grazioplene is only charged now, decades after the alleged rapes.
The criminal investigation remains open. If convicted, Grazioplene faces life imprisonment and the loss of his pension.
According to the Daily Mail, Grazioplene had also worked for Mission: Readiness, an organization of retired admirals and generals working with school children, and as VP of military contractor and notorious child sex-trafficker DynCorp International.
From #Pizzagate Wiki:
“DynCorp has routinely been connected to human trafficking activities, and more specifically child sex trafficking, in countries throughout the globe. Multiple instances of child and drug trafficking, and even the direct sale of child pornography in Bosnia and Colombia during the 1990s, earned them a reputation which led to a federal investigation from 2004 to 2005. They would also be directly responsible for the loss of at least $2 trillion USD in Department of Defense funds.
Despite active federal investigations into DynCorp and successful lawsuits against them no employee has ever been prosecuted in criminal court.”
When she was Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton hushed up DynCorp’s hiring of a 15-year-old bacha bazi boy prostitute to perform lap dances at a DynCorp party in Afghanistan.
(2) THE MAYOR
In April 2017, Richard Keenan, 66, a Democrat and former mayor of Hubbard, Ohio (2010-2011), was sentenced to at least 10 years in prison for raping a girl over a 3-year period, beginning when she was four.
Keenan had pleaded guilty to 8 counts of rape, 4 counts of attempted rape and 8 counts of gross sexual imposition, all involving the same child. A rape conviction carries a sentence of life in prison, but prosecutors agreed to a plea agreement of life in prison with parole eligibility after 10 years.
The (Youngstown) Vindicator reports that Keenan’s wife, Diana, heard about the sex assaults from the child. She then confronted her husband, who admitted, “I did it.”
Keenan also admitted his assaults in “group discussions” while he was in the ValleyCare Trumbull Memorial Hospital psychiatric ward, but blamed the victim for initiating the acts and called the girl a “willing participant.”
According to the UK Independent, Keenan had also worked for the Hubbard city council in the 1990s and was a probation officer. In 2010, he told The Vindicatorthat he had “dedicated [his] life to Jesus”.
(3) THE ACTOR
Radar Online reports, July 12, 2017, that Toby Willis, 47, the dad of TLC cable TV’s The Willis Family reality show, has been sentenced to two 25-year sentences and two 40-year sentences, after pleading guilty to four counts of child rape, including victim(s) as young as three. His sentences will run concurrently.
Willis, a father of 12, has been under investigation since 2016, when the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation suspected his involvement in the abuse of a young girl. Upon further investigation, three other sexual abuse cases were discovered. His victims were between ages 3 and 13 at the time of abuse.
A frightened Willis fled his home, yet was captured later that year in Kentucky, where he had hitchhiked in an attempt to escape the law. Willis’ TLC reality family show was cancelled in 2016, weeks before his arrest.
Is it just me, or have there been more arrests of pedophiles, both small fishes and high-profile like the ones in this post, since Donald John Trump was inaugurated President?
Keep President Trump in your prayers!
- Attorney General Jeff Sessions: Fight against ‘evil’ pedophiles a top priority
- President Trump unnerves John Podesta with a tweet
- 60 Minutes Australia report on VIP pedophile network in UK and Australia
- Pentagon employees, some with top secret security clearances, busted for child porn
- Pedogate: President of NY Young Democrats/de Blasio staffer arrested for child porn as young as 6 mos.
- Supreme Court Justice Ginsburg favors decriminalizing pedophilia and child sex trafficking
- Pizzagate: The Podesta ‘pizza’ emails
- Alex Jones apologizes for Pizzagate ‘fake news’ on eve of March on D.C.
- Failure of American Journalism: Pizzagate and the muzzling of Ben Swann
Republished with permission Fellowship of the Minds
Remember back in 1956 the song “The Wayward Wind?” I loved that song! Okay, so some of you weren’t even born at that time and I’m aging myself. But that’s okay.
I remember sitting on the school bus, alone on the leather seat, looking out the window, and feeling totally alone. The words of the song would play through my mind and oh how I wished I could be that wind. How I wished I could just blow across the land and not have to encounter the abuse at home. As the wind, I could go wherever I wanted. I could be strong, so strong I could blow over houses or gently tilt a flower low to the ground. As the wind I would have the power to move mountains or ripple a stream.
I wasn’t living next to railroad tracts, as depicted in the song. I wasn’t grieving the loss of a lost lover. I was grieving a lost childhood. I was grieving the lack of love from a dysfunctional family. “Raise a child in the ways it is to go” wasn’t even thought about. I was being taught all the wrong things about who I was and who I would be. I was taught guilt, shame, anger, frustration, and filled with emptiness. I was taught what I was worth – nothing!
Sadly many people’s perception of their self worth derives from many different circumstances, people, society, families, jobs, how many friends we have/don’t have, etc. For me, actions speak louder than words. Don’t tell me you love me while choking me or punching me. Someone’s actions can relay a message of worth. We all know “that look” from Mom, Dad, husband, or wife.
If we claim our worth by how much money we have/ don’t have, our position at work/ executive or janitor, our weight/ to fat or to skinny, race, beautiful or ugly, harsh words or negative actions, or status in life we are being deceived. Magazines and T.V. commercials all have a message that we’re not good enough.
I remember when I confronted my Dad about the years of abuse, I’ll never forget his words. “You were my tool.” I don’t think anything he could have ever said that could have hurt more. You see he was a diesel mechanic. He had hundreds of tools. All shapes, all sizes. All had a specific purpose. They were placed in a big bright red tool box, inanimate objects that he used and put aside until needed the next time. Their only value was deemed in what they could be used for.
“You were my tool.” Little did I know that perceived self worth was established way back in the early years of my childhood. In my case it was, “Your good for only one thing.”
It was when I became a child of God that I learned God saw me worth more than a ten dollar screw driver or a fifteen dollar pair of pliers. He saw me as more than a vessel for sex or a punching bag. I was so valuable, “more than silver or gold,” that He adopted me as His daughter! His Son died on the cross that I might have life more abundant, forgiveness of my sins, and that I could spend eternity with Him.
I was received and valued by Christ “…with the precious blood of Christ as a lamb without blemish and without spot.” 1Peter 1:19
Our worth does not come from others, positions, status, or world worth. Our worth is based upon what God created. If He didn’t think we were worth creating He would not have created us! He would not have come to earth as a man, Jesus, to save us from an eternity in hell. He would not seek us out as a lost sheep and carry us back into the fold to love and protect us.
If you had been the only human being on the face of the earth He still would have gone to the cross for you. That’s how valuable you are to Him!
Don’t sell yourself short of how valuable you are. Your alcoholic mother, drug buddies, abusive father, parent that abandoned you did not determine your worth! God and God alone is the only one who determines our value. God see’s you valuable enough to die for you and adopt you as His child. “For you are all sons (daughters) of God through faith in Christ Jesus.” Gal. 3:26
“And because you are sons, (daughters) God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into your hearts, crying out, “Abba, Father!” Therefore you are no longer a slave but a son, and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.” Gal. 4:6-7
* note: I added (daughters) so no-one feels left out.
Blessings to you.
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Please watch the video of women’s testimonies about their sexual abuse and the no men in women’s bathroom issues. I think you’ll find it interesting.
For a while I have been wanting to open up my life to my readers about an event that forever changed my life. I believe that the Lord showed me that it is time.
I wrote recently about the new rules at Target, which would allow transgenders to access ladies bathrooms and dressing rooms. In that piece I asked what would keep a sexual predator from posing as a “transgender” person, to access their prey, and commit unspeakable crimes against women. It seems that the rights of transgenders are more important than keeping women safe from harm.
This morning I read that in 2015, Obama ordered ICE to release 19,723 criminal illegals; 900 of them had committed sexual assault crimes – back into our society. They are everywhere in our country. The states had wanted to deport them, but our president would not allow it. I live in a sanctuary state, which makes us even more vulnerable to criminals.
When I was 22 years old, I sang for a living in Washington, D.C. I was part of a band. I was not saved until 1983. One evening after our band’s performance, I was attacked by two men and sexually assaulted. I kept this horrid event secret for a very long time. I blamed myself. I was singing in a band and in my mind the assault had to be my fault.
When I finally sought help, I was told that this was not my fault, and that I should not be blaming myself. I did not continue with therapy. It was too painful to speak about the rape. Every time I would talk about it, I wound up crying hysterically, and feeling worse.
Within a year I began to have terrible night terrors. I would run and scream (this is what I was told) but I would not remember doing this. I broke bones and fell down stairs. Some times this happened 5 nights out of the week. I thought that I was losing my mind. I didn’t seek help because I was embarrassed. But I confided in a lady from church in the 1980’s. She urged me to try to be part of a sleep study at NIH.
I was admitted into a sleep study there. I never told the neurologist about the attack. I just couldn’t talk about it with him. I had terrors during my stay at NIH. The doctor diagnosed me with Nocturnal Panic Attack Syndrome.
It was years later that I learned that my night terror attacks were a hallmark symptom of PTSD. I thought that only soldiers struggled with this. It seems that being sexually assaulted causes PTSD too.
Gripped by fear
Everywhere I go, I am hyper vigilant. I am constantly looking over my shoulder. I will not get into an elevator with just men – I wait for a mixed crowd. I live in a constant state of fear. After I was saved in 1983, I was a bit better. I knew that Jesus was watching over me. But the scars from the attack ran deep. The night terrors continued. I prayed and prayed that the Lord would protect me from these terrors. It was as if the devil used my sleeping hours to attack. I was convinced that this was spiritual and not just from the rape.
After a night terror, I would begin to be cognizant of my surroundings – not remembering the terror, but I was aware that something awful had happened to me. All I remembered is that I felt as if I was dying. The next day, my head felt like I had been in an accident and had sustained brain damage. Concentrating was difficult.
When I was a young girl, my mother’s best friend had been shopping with her daughter. They were in the dressing room, trying on clothes. A man got into their dressing room and the man raped my mother’s friend in front of her 8 year old daughter. Both were scarred for life.
How can they forget about our rights?
It seems so demonic to me that a store would put the “feelings” of a person who is confused about their gender, over the safety of women. This is absolutely crazy and demonically inspired. Are they waiting for the worst case scenario to happen, and only then will this be rethought?
My prayer is that this article will help in some small way. It was the hardest thing for me to write this, but I truly felt the Lord urging me to do it.
Come Lord Jesus
I called our local Target store today and asked to speak with the manager. When he picked up, I told him that I was very concerned about Target’s stand on allowing anyone to access the ladies restroom.
I could tell that his answer was scripted. He probably had a lot of people calling, and most likely the corporate office sent a memo to their store managers, telling them exactly what to say to people like myself.
He said these words to me:
“Yes, we do allow transgender people to access the restroom in which they most closely identify. We at Target are very “accepting” of everyone, regardless of their sexual identity.”
I said to him “Excuse me, but what if the person is not really a transgender, but is a sexual predator, pretending to be transgender just to gain access to the ladies bathroom? Do you not care about the welfare of women and little girls?”
He said to me that if I wanted to further discuss this, that I would need to call the corporate office. He sounded angry at me. I told him that I would never again step foot into a Target as long as I live. He said that was certainly my choice.
From The Federalist:
A Rape Survivor Speaks Out About Transgender Bathrooms
Victimizers Use Any Opening They Can Find
I read these reports, and my heart starts to race. They can’t be serious. Let me be clear: I am not saying that transgender people are predators. Not by a long shot. What I am saying is that there are countless deviant men in this world who will pretend to be transgender as a means of gaining access to the people they want to exploit, namely women and children. It already happens. Just Google Jason Pomares, Norwood Smith Burnes, or Taylor Buehler, for starters.
There are countless deviant men in this world who will pretend to be transgender as a means of gaining access to the people they want to exploit.
While I feel a deep sense of empathy for what must be a very difficult situation for transgender people, at the beginning and end of the day, it is nothing short of negligent to instate policies that elevate the emotional comfort of a relative few over the physical safety of a large group of vulnerable people.
Don’t they know anything about predators? Don’t they know the numbers? That out of every 100 rapes, only two rapists will spend so much as single day in jail while the other 98 walk free and hang out in our midst? Don’t they know that predators are known to intentionally seek out places where many of their preferred targets gather in groups? That perpetrators are addicts so committed to their fantasies they’ll stop at nothing to achieve them?
Do they know that more than 99 percent of single-victim incidents are committed by males? That they are experts in rationalization who minimize their number of victims? Don’t they know that insurance companies highlight locker rooms as a high-risk area for abuse that should be carefully monitored and protected?
Don’t they know that one out of every four little girls will be sexually abused during childhood, and that’s withoutgiving predators free access to them while they shower? Don’t they know that, for women who have experienced sexual trauma, finding the courage to use a locker room at all is a freaking badge of honor? That many of these women view life through a kaleidoscope of shame and suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder, depression, dissociation, poor body image, eating disorders, drug and alcohol abuse, difficulty with intimacy, and worse?
Why would people knowingly invite further exploitation by creating policies with no safeguards in place to protect them from injury? With zero screening options to ensure that biological males who enter locker rooms actually identify as female, how could a woman be sure the person staring at her wasn’t exploiting her? Why is it okay to make her wonder?
What About Women’s and Children’s Rights?
“Wake up!” I want to scream. “Can’t you see what’s going on? Do something about it!”
Despite the many reports of sexual abuse and assault that exist in our world, there’s an even larger number of victims who never tell about it. The reason? They’re afraid no one will believe them. Even worse, they’re terrified of a reality they already innately know to be true: even if people did know, they wouldn’t do anything to help. They’re not worth protecting. Even silence feels better than that.
There’s no way to make everyone happy in the situation of transgender locker room use. So the priority ought to be finding a way to keep everyone safe. I’d much rather risk hurting a smaller number of people’s feelings by asking transgender people to use a single-occupancy restroom that still offers safety than risk jeopardizing the safety of thousands of women and kids with a policy that gives would-be predators a free pass.
Is it ironic to no one that being “progressive” actually sets women’s lib back about a century? What of my right to do my darndest to insist that the first time my daughter sees the adult male form it will be because she’s chosen it, not because it’s forced upon her? What of our emotional and physical rights? Unless and until you’ve lined a bathroom door with a towel for protection, you can’t tell me the risk isn’t there.
For me, healing looks like staring at the little girl in a Polaroid photo and validating her need to be seen, heard, and protected instead of hating it. It looks like telling my story, even the parts I can never make pretty, in hopes it will help break the anonymity of survivors and create a sense of responsibility in others to act.
Don’t Let Innocents Get Hurt Before You Rethink This
I still battle my powerlessness to do anything that feels substantial to affect change, but the good Lord didn’t bring me out of Egypt and set my feet upon a rock so I could stand idly by in the face of danger. So even if a little article or Facebook post doesn’t ultimately change the world, it’s better than silent resignation to negligence and harm. I feel a sense of urgency to invite people to consider the not-so-hidden dangers of these policies before more and more of them get cemented into place. Once that happens, the only way they’ll change is when innocent people get hurt.
Consider the not-so-hidden dangers of these policies before more and more of them get cemented into place.
Even if there aren’t hundreds of abusers rushing into locker rooms by the dozens, the question I keep asking myself is, “What if just one little girl gets hurt by this? Would that be enough to make people reconsider it?”
“And what if that little girl was me?” It’s a question I really don’t want to ask. But God’s grace has enabled me to value the face in the photo enough to realize that I have to. And even if I don’t like the answer, at least I wasn’t silent. – source
Oh Lord Jesus – Please come for us!!