You Have the Right!
by Mike Straw
On September seventeenth 2001 in Scotland, beautiful, caring, talented, intelligent, outgoing, and popular sixteen-year-old Lindsay Armstrong was walking near her home when a fourteen-year-old teenager pushed her to the ground and brutally beat and raped her.
Lindsay, an honor student at her school, was highly respected by her classmates and teachers. She loved life and had an abundance of energy; and she always enjoyed going out with her friends and meeting new people. She was very friendly, and everyone loved her. She lived life to its fullest; an amazing person.
Lindsay immediately began to suffer from severe clinical depression. She withdrew from her family and friends, didn’t want to leave the house, and dropped out of school, but when the day arrived to go to court, she was determined to stand up against the piece-of-garbage rapist, and she went to court ready to fight.
But she was terrorized before she even entered the courtroom. The rapist was standing in front of the court house waiting for her, and he stared at her in an attempt to intimidate her as she walked by. Badly shaken, Lindsay proceeded into the courtroom, only to be humiliated, intimidated, badgered, and vilified at the proceedings inside.
The defense attorney was ruthless in his cross-examination of Lindsay. after a lengthy, relentless, and brutal cross-examination by the attorney, unbelievably, the rapist himself was allowed to cross-examine her -Scottish actually allowed rapists to cross-examine their vicitms!
The rapist approached the witness stand and began to badger Lindsay. As Lindsay began to shake and cry, he only raised his voice and fixed his evil stare more intently upon her. The judge was of no help; he allowed the badgering to continue without interruption. She had difficulty responding to the disgusting questions as she continued shaking and crying in the witness stand.
Later, when the defense attorney continued his ruthless cross-examination of Lindsay, he forced her to hold up the underwear that she was wearing when she was raped. Her arm noticeable shook when she did so, and she could not stop crying.
Soon afterwards, as he continued to question her relentlessly, he forced her to hold up the talisman of her humiliation for a second time. Again, her arm shook and she continued to cry. Lindsay was horrified, humiliated, and overwhelmed. The cross-examination lasted all day, and Lindsay had difficulty walking afterwards. Soon thereafter, the travesty of a trial came to an end.
The loser was sentenced to only four years in juvenile detention; and because he was fourteen at the time of the rape, his identity was never disclosed.
Not surprisingly, Lindsay’s depression worsened significantly immediately after the trial. She didn’t want to talk with or see anyone. She didn’t even want to leave her room. She had difficulty talking. She had difficulty sleeping. Lindsay cried incessantly and felt disoriented, and she had deep anger that she could barely begin to express.
On July sixteenth 2002, three weeks after the trial ended, Lindsay died by suicide: she took an overdose of prescription medication. She was seventeen.
Lindsay’s parents, Frank and Linda, were deeply enraged and disgusted at how their precious daughter was treated in court, and declared that she was “tortured” during the proceedings: “She was mentally scarred by what happened and never got over it. She was determined to give evidence against him…as she didn’t want it to happen to anyone else,” recounted Linda.
“We were hoping and praying that this animal would at least spare her the ordeal of giving evidence. But it didn’t happen, and she ended up being torn to shreds by his defense lawyer after spending all day on the stand. They basically said she deserved to be raped. And that’s how she felt at the end of the day,” recalled Frank.
Lindsay was emotionally raped several times after her physical rape: she was emotionally raped by the defense attorney, she was emotionally raped by the piece-of-garbage who physically raped her, she was emotionally raped by the judge, and she was emotionally raped by the entire “justice” system. This precious angel endured a hell on earth that no one should be subjected to. She was an incredible human being that was brutally raped and then tortured by a non- functional “justice” system.
In an ironic postscript, the rapist was freed after only two years- and Lindsay's parents were never notified. The moral of this sordid tale? Your choice at this moment is to acknowledge your responsibility as a human being deficient in fangs and claws to justly deter such unwarranted assault by any disparity of force, and recognizing the universal; principle that action always beats reaction, understand that no mercenary force of proxy-guardians can ever be there in time to save your precious life, your sacred honor, or your human dignity.
It comes down to this: either you apply for a permit to constantly carry the means of your own protection, or listen instead to your “friends” like Vindictive Sarah, who urge you to “never resist! Just give them what they want!” These are wicked people who’ve given themselves over to evil in their insane pursuit for revenge. They’re not rational, and their conclusions aren’t valid. You can accept that, and deal rationally with it now, or deny such things, and deal with them after the tragedy.
Please, don’t turn out to be another Lindsay. Here in America, since 1776, patriots have been dying simply to allow you the ability to do what’s illegal for you to do in any other nation on Earth: immediately justly protect your own precious life. Did they die in vain?
Don’t waste this opportunity: with enemies like Vindictive Sarah, you won’t long have the choice.