Showing posts from April, 2010

National Attention

Do we really want the world to view the South as backwards fools who let a travesty such as the Tonya Craft trial happen? I thought that having national attention would give her a fair break but now that the Today Show will begin airing tomorrow, I'm not so sure anymore. The South is anything but what the rest of the nation will see of this travesty. We are intelligent, hard working people. Most have lived here all their lives, with maybe a year or two elsewhere for schooling or military. But, far and above, Southerners love their homes and come back to them.

On the other hand, the blatant problems associated with the Craft trial have to stop. Appeals are necessary, the very first one being the judge not recusing himself after it was revealed he represented Ms. Craft's ex in their divorce proceedings. However, that leaves Ms. Craft open for another trial, another recitation of stories that change to fit the circumstances, of having her character maligned by those she once call…

The Gloves Are Off

Amazing. Just read the latest tweets from the Tonya Craft courtroom. One of her closest friends and supporters is on the stand. The Man (as self-described in one of his many interviews), prosecutor Len Gregor's attacks on the woman are amazing. It's the only word I can come up with describe this. Questions without foundation about the woman's sexual activities including Ms. Craft. Questions as to whether he considers accuser #1 a slut. Come on now, Mr. Gregor, this one of the innocent babes you are trying so hard to incarcerate Ms. Craft for molesting. You're supposed to treat this poor child with kid gloves and you dare to ask a question like that. I suppose you might actually answer this question, since you and your buddy Chris Arnt have taken to writing your version of answers on his blog. Bring it on. I can take it.

But can you live with your conscience. You made an aside after the judge overruled the defense yet again during this trial on a point of law even this …

Musing on weather and more

My goodness. Power off from 12:30 last night until about 6:30 this morning. That was the result of a very violent thunderstorm which also included hail. Such a storm immediately brought the thought about how the Lord is telling us what he thinks about the Tonya Craft case. And I don't think he's very happy at the moment.

We have a good woman, a fantastic teacher, a Sunday School teacher, a woman who has taught for a good many years. Her extremely public trial has not brought any other allegations of abuse by an other supposed victims. Gee? One has to wonder about this. No one else ever victimized in more than 25 years of teaching. How strange is that. All the experts agree on one thing, an abuser is rarely caught the first time they abuse a child. Yet this one kept it up until three children, one of them an actress, reported her awful behavior.

Well, let's look at the facts a bit more.

One witness, described as describing the acts in a clear, confident voice during questio…

Real Life versus Fiction

North Georgia is experiencing what some call a rightful prosecution and others (most of the ordinary citizens) call an outright witch hunt. Some have even said one of the lead detectives in the case should write fiction rather than investigate crimes, so bad are his lies. Well, as a writer of fiction, I take offense at this comment. Fiction writers, as much as non-fiction writers, use real life when drawing up their stories. We research so much our middle names are research. Let one fact be wrong and we can find ourselves in a whole peck of trouble, the least being that no reputable publisher will look at our work.

That being said, I, for one, would never want any of the people responsible for prosecuting an innocent woman to detail their acts in a book or article. To see them chronicling their work where the world can stare in horror and thank their lucky stars they do not live near these people would sicken me beyond words. From the beginning, even before all the information came ou…