Media Falls for Papal BS Once Again

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I think the reason Pope Benny resigned was to take the media off the real story, the pedophile priest conspiracy, and return news writers to the blithering idiots they are showing themselves to be today. 

It's as if the decades of child rape never happened. 

I am sickened, once again, by news reporters who do no more than copy down what criminals say and reprint it as news so the gangsters get away with everything while the crime victims are left going. . . 

WTF? 


Whenever a new Pope is elected or dies, the news media act as if it's a significant thing for the world but as a non-Catholic pedophile priest victim, all I can say is. . . 

WTF???!!! 

The Pope is at the top of a huge criminal organization and he gets treated with all this reverence? 

-Kay Ebeling

Raw notes from 1995 journal found in a box in 2012

(Notes from when we lived in San Francisco.)

I just had a conversation with Tom Economus from Chicago.  He’s the head of Link-Up, a group that has opened lines of communication with the Chicago Archdiocese on the pedophile priest issue.  Evidently there was a rash of these cases in Illinois.  The town of Bartlett where my case takes place is in the Chicago Archdiocese. 

I called Economus before 8 AM to avoid long distance phone rates.

“I know the Archdiocese is covering the cost of therapy for survivors,” he told me.  “I've helped facilitate several of these cases.” 

Tom tells me he’s still a priest and that Linkup is like his church.  I give him my priest’s name and whatever data I have for his database. 

“Thomas Berry [sic] Horne,” I tell him spelling it out. 

[It's actually Thomas Barry Horne, but I did not find the correct spelling until years later]

In another early AM call, this time to Rhode Island, I’d learned how to track down my priest.  The Official Catholic Directory going back around a hundred years is available in most big city libraries.  So I went to the library downtown San Francisco and got the dates and addresses of Father Horne’s career as a priest.

I told Tom Economus now:  "I found his name first listed in 1953, when I was five years old.” 

I continue:  “From 1953 to 1968 the directory lists an address in Chicago, after his graduation from Mundelein Seminary in 1932.”

“Hmm,” says Economus, “730 North Wabash.  That would be downtown.”  He sounded vague, and I wondered if I should even trust him, him being a priest on the phone from Chicago. 

[In 2013, reading these notes, I look up 730 N. Wabash online and find it is just around the corner from Holy Name Cathedral and apparently is the address of what used to be the rectory for Chicago Archdiocese priests.  Strange, isn't it, that Economus didn't recognize the address. ]

Over the phone he seems to be taking down what I tell him about my perp priest then he asks, “Is there a lawyer involved?”

“No, I haven't gotten to that yet.”  [I never wanted to file a lawsuit.  It wasn’t until 2010 or so when I realized the only recourse the pedophile priest victims have is to file a lawsuit that I found a lawyer and took that action.  Apparently my delay ruined any chances I had of getting a settlement or closure. If only I had been a more litigious person ]

(More from my notes from the conversation with Tom Economus: )

He says, “The church is not the way it used to be.  It's beginning to recognize that it has to acknowledge the survivors, the victims.”

He said there is going to be a conference in Chicago this September.  “They may even fly you there.” 

“That would be great,” I say.  “I could go out to Bartlett, to the church where it happened, talk to some people.” 

[Eerie.  I didn't make it to Chicago and Bartlett until 2008, paying my own way. ]

MORE FROM 1995 journal:

Again I'm living my life a mile a minute, filling up each hour of the day, reading myself to sleep, sleeping six hours at the most, then up again.  I'm scrubbing the walls and scouring this apartment trying to make it less inviting to the mice.  I have twenty dollars to last until Saturday.

What I want is a job, a 60 or 80 thousand dollar a year job, some way out of this slum.  I want to be able to support my family.  Maybe I do want a settlement.  Maybe it is possible.  Economus said he’s helped facilitate several himself.

He spelled out his name, and I said, “oh, like the keeper of the coins, huh?” 

Someone said there are no coincidences, only miracles, in God’s world. 

But why did it bother me so much to talk to Tom Economus?  He was the hesitant one at first.  So I filled in all the conversation by pouring out more and more of my story.  There was something about his reticence.  That's an interviewing technique that I have yet to master, shutting up so the person you're interviewing feels like they have to keep talking. 

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(These are notes from a phone conversation I had in 1995 in my kitchen while cleaning up from breakfast)

I met a woman at a SNAP meeting whose story sounded similar to mine, so I arranged to meet with her.  We scheduled a phone conversation for this AM.  I've been running around trying to beat the parking police last two days, then took Brooke to swim class, got myself back just in time to place the call. (Lizzie's nickname was Brooke at the time, long story.) 

The woman survivor I met is a long distance away and a very busy professional but I knew I needed to talk to her, to compare notes.

I started with, “I'm still just starting to retrieve these memories.  But when you mentioned a ritual in connection with your abuse, I – I have this feeling we might have similar stories.  So can you tell me your story?”

I'm plaintive and speaking carefully as I told everyone at the SNAP meeting that I'm a journalist as well as one of the victims and I want to write about the pedophile priest crimes.  I don't want to come on like a writer doing a sensation piece for a tabloid.  So I try to keep the grease out of my voice over the phone as I write down everything she says. 

“I don't have a fully recovered memory of the incidents myself,” she says, “and I don't want to.” 

She continues:  “In fact I asked my therapist to help me forget the memories.  I had her hypnotize me so I could do the opposite of what people claim we do, to block the memory.” 

She has a lot in common with me also in that she’s also a single parent.  She says, “I couldn't function recovering the memories.  I had my kids to support.” 

“I know what you mean,” I say to her.  “One time in Eureka [where we were living up to 1993 when the recovered memory came in] I was sitting on the couch and all these details started coming into my head.  I'm wailing and crying there and my daughter runs in from outside.  I have to pull myself out of the memory, push it back.”  I add, “I'm using a lot of prescribed drugs right now, anti-depressants, pain killers, muscle relaxants.  They seem to block the memories from coming in.” 

She answers, “Well I didn't use prescription drugs, but I know what you mean. You have to be there for your kids.  And as I started remembering, I couldn't function.  I’d get suicidal, re-feeling the experience.” 

“Do you have body pain?” I ask her.  “Because for me, recently I had an experience where the pain I'm having became directly related to the experience.  It was a night when we were still in the CCR [homeless shelter where me and my daughter landed when we first arrived in San Francisco in 1994] and I was trying to get off the Imipramine, an anti-depressant I’d been prescribed.  So I wasn’t able to sleep and the pain was really bad, and I was bawling, crying. 

“There was this wooden door with 1930s style filigree, where a part of the door stood out.  I had my back up against the filigree, and my knees bent, rubbing my back up and down against the door, and it resembled a sexual movement that connected with the body pain and made it change, to a sort of sexual feeling.  I just knew at that moment that the molestation at age six was the source of the body pain I'm experiencing today.”   

That was a really bad night in the CCR where this memory came in in the early morning hours.  I continued:  “The thought that came to my mind was ‘they hurt me and they didn't mean to hurt me.’  I even felt sorry for them.”  [Sorry to say, that as I type up these moments today in 2013, I do not know what I meant by “they."]

“Imagine that,” I continued over the phone. “They were worried I was going to die there.  And the guy rubbing my back was having the exact same effect as I was having going up and down rubbing my back on the door there in the middle of the night.  I saw faces.  There was more than one priest, and they were smoking something.  Opium?  Did they use opium or hasheesh or anything like that with you?”

She answered, “No, but I've heard other people talk about it.  Or things like that.”

“In the Chicago Archdiocese?” 

She had to think a moment.  “There was a lady in Minnesota in the 1920s.”

“I’d like to hear her story.”  I'm back in journalist mode, writing down notes.

“She’s pretty private about it.” 

Getting back to her own experience, she added, “As the memories were coming in, I’d get physical sensations that were painful, especially in the groin area.”

I filled with horror, thinking of the unnecessary hysterectomy I’d had about a year and a half ago, when the pain started, but I hadn’t recovered the memory yet.

She continued, “And there was a part of it that I kept experiencing, a feeling like I was being choked.” 

“Ayyyeee,” I responded.  “I have a distinct memory of rope burn around my neck, and that memory came in at the same time as the priest memory.” 

This conversation took place while I was in my kitchen rinsing dishes.

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ROPE BURN

In the summer of 2012 I got this rash on my neck and on the skin all around it.  The rash turned out to be a reaction to St. John’s Wort, which is an herbal anti-depressant that it turns out causes a “severe reaction to sunlight” just like pharmaceutical anti-depressants.  I’d been spending a lot of time in the sun,

As a result of the rash, I was up all night several nights in a row, and as the raw burning got deeper around my neck, I started having this same deep visceral memory of something from way back in my childhood, when I was pre-school aged. 

There had been a rope burn on my neck then.  Part of the memory is my mother’s reaction to how horrible the rope burn looked.  What I perceived then was her disgust with me, but it was probably disgust with something or someone else. 

My mother, the atheist married my father the Catholic not knowing what she got herself into. 

Somewhere in the back of my mind is a memory of something that happened when I was four or five years old and it involves a rope around my neck. 

But I really don't remember any more about it. 

[Then as I type in these notes in 2013 my neck starts to itch.]

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As I go through this box and find these journal entries from the mid 1990s, a story is breaking in the news about the pedophile priest documents from the settlements with the L.A. Archdiocese in 2007 finally being released.  It may be that story that prompted me to finally go through these old journals. 

But at the same time, I'm not feeling any sense of happiness at the release of the L.A. files.  I hate to admit it, but what I'm feeling is, I'll never feel any kind of closure in my case.  In Illinois the news is about a gay marriage bill going through the state legislature.  Several times in the past few years there has been an effort in Illinois to get a window in the statute of limitations on sex abuse crimes opened for one year as they did in California in 2003, which caused the flood of lawsuits that led to this document release. 

I don't think I'll ever get any kind of closure or release of documents from my case here in Illinois.  Strange, since SNAP was started in Chicago, you’d think there would have been more progress in this state than we've seen.

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(Another journal entry from c. 1995 in San Francisco.)

It just dawned on me that if you don't leave any food or garbage out, there’s nothing to attract the cockroaches.  If there is no food around, instead of going away, the vermin turns to you, goes into your bedroom to feed on little bits of hair or perspiration in your sheets.  Maybe I should just feed the cockroaches, put food out for them as far away from the kitchen as possible to keep them under control. 

Everyone laughed recently when I suggested we just put out some food for the rats and roaches like we do for neighborhood cats.  Shoot, it would be better than finding mouse gnaw marks on your cereal boxes.  They leave behind a little trail, little black oblong dots,  wherever they go.  Evidently they emit feces as they run around your food storage shelves. 

I've countered the problem so far by putting all the fruits crackers etcetera in baskets that hang from the ceiling.  I have this image of frustrated rats slipping and sliding as they try to climb up the walls and grab onto one of those baskets.  One morning I may find one, trapped in rat heaven with all the corn flakes he could ever want.

My shrink said I should go easy on the work.

[MediCal used to cover our health care in the 1990s, not anymore]

I told him about my mandate from God to uncover the pedophile priest organization that evidently existed in the Chicago Archdiocese.  I told my shrink I had been praying in my kitchen at the sink, when I heard what I thought was God’s saying “This Can No Longer Go On.”  Then there in the kitchen I felt like it is my life’s work to help stop it.  But now I'm finding that everybody in the pedophile priest survivor community is writing a book. 

Also as I write this journal, I'm reconnecting with my professional journalist identity, a little bit at a time.  I'm going to write and send a notice to the Bay Area Guardian about the new support group for pedophile priest survivors that is meeting in San Francisco. 

Had a provocative experience in my shrink office the other day.  He kept asking me, “what is it that you don't want to face?”  For an instant I had an imipramine flush, then images of sweaty standing over me with penises in their hands rushed in.  It was awful. 

Awful.

I cried there in the little U.C. San Francisco medical center office. 

“I have a head full of these horrible memories,” I said.  “I want to exploit my own life.  Maybe I could keep writing my story and then sell it to the movies for an R-Rated release.”

My shrink said, “Don't push yourself so hard.  You're should be working on your own healing.”  

Yeah, that's it, right now I'm healing.  And it's slow.  And creating a 12-hour a day frantic job out of it isn't contributing to the healing.

[Eerie to read this in 2013, knowing that I wrote it in 1995, and City of Angels Blog, which I wrote mostly from 2007-2010, was another way to keep myself working 12 hours a day and avoid healing. ]

Whenever I take Lizzy Beth [another name I used to call Lizzie] to the SF rec center, I come straight back here to “work,”  I set up my coffee pot and erasers and take position in front of my Smith Corona.  Then I write.  My head ends up running several ideas through my brain and what I write ends up being irrelevant garbage, but I keep writing. 

I need to write it as it comes up.  Keep the Smith Corona perched here on this dresser we found when we were furnishing the apartment by digging through dumpsters. 

We are so broke.  I'm thinking I could try walking down the street with my blender trying to sell it, like a thief who raises a sleeve to show a row of watches up their arms. 

“Psst!  Want to buy a blender?”

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[It's now 2013, and poverty still dominates the life of me and my daughter, now in separate states, struggling.  Both of us are sick and untreated because we don't have health insurance.  I never did write that movie, the blog is dead.  I left L.A. in 2010, took this trip across the country to do "investigative journalism" on the pedo-priest crimes nationwide, but got immobilized, literally, from having no car.  How do you do a stakeout on foot?  Or follow a suspicious character around the suburbs using pubic transportation?  During the hours I'm not at work?  It's weird reading these journals and realizing how little things have changed for me in 20 years.  Thanks, Cardinal George, for spitting in my face when I came to you for help, real Catholic of you.]

-Posted by Kay Ebeling living today in hiding. 

Catholic Bishops can still be prosecuted on a federal level

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Mainstream news again reports that a bishop will not be prosecuted due to the statute of limitations in one particular state. 

When will some reporter somewhere realize that in every archdiocese in the country the same pattern of cover-up, and aiding and abetting of pedophile priests took place, so the crimes of the bishops happened across state lines, on a national level. 

The crimes of the bishops are Federal Crimes. 

So instead of we as a nation just throwing up our hands and saying the statutes of limitations are past on state and county levels, why are there no FEDERAL INDICTMENTS of bishops all across the country, since they carried out their crimes in exactly the same manner in every archdiocese across the country? 

This was criminal conspiracy on a national level.  No county DA is ready to take on the Catholic Church, but the Federal Justice Department could. 

(In response to this story in yesterday's L.A. Times: )

Church sex abuse files unlikely to lead to charges, experts say 

Los Angeles Times-Jan 22, 2013

Over the last decade, there have been numerous calls to prosecute Cardinal Roger M. Mahony and his top aides for their mishandling of clergy ...

-Posted by Kay Ebeling

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Jay Nelson of New Mexico sent me this comment Thur afternoon via email: 

It's a lovely dream. If we could find a real Elliot Ness federal 

prosecutor to go after this criminal enterprise, he or she would 

have plenty of dots to connect.

Here are a few that just occurred to me:

Baloney Mahony took over LA in 1985 -- the same time frame as:

1) The Manual was put before the bishops, but they declined 

saying they already had a policy in place. Nonetheless, it 

informed them of how to dispose of files without suspicion. 

(Thanks, Fr. Doyle! Good job!)

2) The Servants of the Paraclete are advised by the bishops to do 

just that.

3) Mahony writes the Paracletes in 1987 advising them not to 

return a predator who could face criminal charges.

Gee, sounds like a conspiracy to avoid justice to me!

Jay

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FRIDAY 01 25 13

ANOTHER comment came in by email from Gerald Slevin:  

Hello Kay: Thanks for your call  on your website for a Federal investigation of the US bishops' abuse cover-up. You may find of interest my related statement of today, "How Much Longer  Can the Vatican Avoid Priest Sex Abuse?", accessible at  http://wp.me/P2YEZ3-fj 

Please consider posting my statement or a portion of it or link to it on your site. Thanks so much for this and for all you do.

Best, Jerry

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Note, to comment here, email Kay at cityofangelslady@yahoo.com thank you

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The 2007 L.A. Documents have not yet been released

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The files from the 2007 L.A. settlements Have Still Not Been Released. 

It's bothering me that there is a media frenzy going on about the docs from a more recent lawsuit that were released on Monday. Then buried in each story will be a mention that the 2007 files will be released "in the coming weeks."

PR people know that the public attention span for news is about a half hour these days, so with all this frenzy about these docs now, when the REAL SHITLOAD finally does get released, the media and the public will think it's just more of the same. 

To me, this is all still being orchestrated by the Church.

With so many stories like the NY Times one linked here, when the 2007 settlement docs do finally get released, I fear there will be no attention paid to them.

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/01/23/us/mahony-shielded-abusive-priests-documents-show.html?_r=0 

-Kay Ebeling
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Not Posting for now

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It's just not happening.  Every time I develop a story for this blog, it gets stymied one way or another.  I'll put in hours and days of work on posts, then when I'm about to put them up here, I get a phone call or an email saying, "Don't publish my story."  

So last summer I decided to take all those interviews and fashion them into a fiction piece, but I could not do that either, because it felt too much like I was exploiting people.  

I don't know why this phenomenon keeps happening.  The paranoid part of my brain is certain someone behind the scenes is sabotaging this blog, finding out who I'm talking to and telling them not to talk to me, as the same pattern keeps being repeated.  

No matter.  Whether it's just human nature or it really is an effort by the Church, using agents disguised as advocates, the end result is nothing can get published here anymore.  

Anyone can email me at cityofangelslady@yahoo.com to communicate with me, but for now I'm looking for a new project to arouse my passion.

As far as I can see, the Catholic Church won their battle to keep the pedophile priest crimes as secret as possible.

-ke

Suicides and decades of activism led to Royal Inquiry into child sex abuse in Australia

One pedophile priest survivor in Toowoomba, Queensland, gives City of Angels Blog his take on the Royal Inquiry.

"When the suicides were disclosed was the prompt for the Victorian Inquiry.  At about the same time in New South Wales a policeman who’d been investigating this stuff about 30 years, got up and said, No! The police don't have it under control."

Reverberations went around the world when the Prime Minister* announced on November 12 a Royal Inquiry into sex abuse of children in institutions and churches nationwide across Australia.  The Royal Inquiry was sparked after thousands of pedophile priest survivors sent submissions to The Victorian Inquiry which began last spring at the same time a police investigation in another state, New South Wales, was producing similar alarming results. 

John Brown from Facebook

All last week, blogs and news stories acknowledged that the Royal Inquiry is a result of two decades of activism on the part of victims and their families in states all over Australia as well as around the world.  City of Angels Blog talked with John Brown, one of the Australian survivors who have been lobbying for pedophile priest victim justice for twenty years.  We've also run excerpts from his submission to the Victoria Inquiry, of which we have run excerpts 

We asked Brown  in a recent phone conversation for a local viewpoint on the Royal Inquiry as it begins in Australia:

“The reason Victoria looked into it was more than 40 suicides in two dioceses, the number since 2011 is now at 50 suicides, all of them male and all related to sexual abuse by a small set of pedophile priests all friends of [Cardinal] George Pell in the Ballarat Diocese in Victoria. 

“A Royal Commission is the most extensive investigation that we can have in Australia.  It has a great deal of power, to command witnesses come in and seize documents “

The Royal Inquiry may uncover long hidden crimes of pedophile priests and the bishops who protected them all over Australia. 

MORE FROM MY TALK WITH JOHN BROWN: 

JB:  When the suicides were disclosed, that was the prompt for the Victorian Inquiry.  At about the same time in New South Wales in Newcastle south of Sydney, a policeman, Peter Fox, who’d been investigating this stuff about 30 years, got up and said, the police don't have it under control. 

Calls for royal commission into institutional abuse have been going on here for some time.

The press picks up something, it lasts a day or two, then there’s nothing.  The press couldn't even keep it rolling, very piecemeal in that, news is very regulated and controlled here. 

Until the pressure becomes too great and they have to report the story.

It could have gone on another ten years like it was going on, politicians didn't want to know about it, people were lobbying everywhere about it and politicians were being silent, and police were being silent. 

Then a policeman in Victoria disclosed the suicides. 

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(John relays a part of his own story that is also mentioned in his submission below.)

I started Catholic school weeks after my fourth birthday. 

The abuse started day one, 

I found myself in a room facing a nun who I know has done stuff to me. 

It continued until age eight

Four years

Sexual things

(Some of John’s story is difficult to listen to.  That's been my experience in producing City of Angels Blog since 2007.  A lot of the stories I've heard are so horrible and so extreme, but the extent of the crimes committed against children isn't realized unless some of the survivors can publish their stories and make the evil known.  John recollected more in a recent conversation:  )

In John Brown's own words, continued:

The woodshed at the convent was horrible, also being tied up and being a part of sex games between a priest and a nun.  I was made to observe a lot

Physical sexual abuse took place in the convent almost exclusively but also in the presbytery I was made an observer.  I was put in a chair to observe.  The same people, but they never engaged me while in the presbytery or at least I have no memory of that.  It all happened between age four and eight. 

(Okay, I have to ask my readers now to stop.  Before you say, oh balderash, it couldn't have been that bad, I have to say, yes it could have.  I've talked to enough different clergy sex crime victims from different cities and different countries to know it did often get this bad.  As outrageous as what John Brown is saying in those words above, that's how bad it did get for thousands of children in Catholic school and orphanage care. )

Kevin O'Donnell ties into John Brown's story as well

Me:  I noticed that Rev. Kevin O’Donnell, who perpetrated on numerous children in Catholic schools in Australia, was named in your submission.

JB:  He was the priest who abused me when I was eight.  At eight he raped me a number of times in one day, it was violent

He was a visiting priest and I had to go with him because he needed an altar boy and someone to show him the way.  Even though I’d never been to the place he was going in my life, I had to go with him.  He wanted to leave early.  He needed time to stop along the way and rape me. 

When your family has this belief, they don't question these people.

I pleaded with my mother.  I didn't want to go, I knew what this bloke was about. 

I was eight years old now and starting to realize I was being used differently from other kids. 

[On another occasion] my older brother tried to burn the church down and the school, apparently he had several goes at it.  I turned angry quite young and early and I kicked and bit and threw stones through the church windows.  I rebelled so my dad beat me, bang I'm off.  Then at school they’d be saying all the good works they're doing, but they’d shut up about what they were doing to me. 

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I asked John Brown, tell me about your dad.

John Brown said “He was religious.  He believed that stuff and once you believe that stuff, you're subject to all the blackmail that comes along with it.  You have to accept that as being part of the Catholic way, blackmail becomes communication. 

(Here are excerpts from John Brown's Submission to the Victoria Inquiry, which has now morphed into the Royal Inquiry into sex abuse at institutions all over the nation of Australia.)

Inquiry into the Handling of Child Abuse by Religious and Other

Organisations

Submission – John Anthony Brown, Toowoomba

I am a survivor of sexual abuse by multiple nuns from before 4 years of age through to 8

years of age and of violent rape by pedophile priest Kevin O'Donnell at age 8.

The problem of being referred to by the Queensland Government inquiry to TASC

(Toowoomba Advocacy Service) when I know that my previous dealings with them, my

counselling, government job services have all been tainted with the problem of having full

knowledge that Toombs as an ex Jesuit has sworn an oath to a foreign country and to his

religious order and to his religion that authorises him to act first and foremost in the interests

of the church and that he can be authorised to use mental reservation,

This is the cover up in action and it functions fully and completely within government and

community services

The following information is questions answered from page 4 from the Submissions Guide.

BROWN:  I pulled out questions and rewrote some used their questionaire as template.

Reporting the abuse:

1. Could you tell anyone about what happened?

I did tell my mother at the time the abuse occurred and I have been able to tell people about

the incidents that occurred to me and have done so since they first occurred.

2. Did you feel discouraged from reporting the abuse?

Yes, I was excluded from local sporting groups and received physical beatings in front of

Nun’s, by Nun’s and local parishioners. Beatings were also given by older kids that I went to

school with when I didn’t keep my mouth shut about my abuse.

5. Did you tell the religious body or other organisation about the abuse?

Yes, I was very vocal about the abuse to anyone that did or didn’t want to listen but there was

no support from anyone in the local parish.

6. If you delayed in telling or reporting what prevented you from disclosing earlier?

There was a delay in reporting up until I was 8 years of age as my mother didn’t know how to

go about it. Mum was scared of what would happen to us and she had no support from

anyone. Looking back at what things were like, I totally understand the way my mother

handled it.

Response to the disclosure;

7. What was the initial response?

There was no positive initial response to the disclosure from the Catholic Church or

Parish/local community.

One incident after the initial disclosure was a beating that was ordered by the local priest by

my dad. My dad was ordered to whip me with a stock whip, as I was ‘the spawn of Satan’

which he did.

8. If there was an investigation of the abuse, how was it conducted?

There was no initial civil investigation as the policeman at the time was not Catholic and

could not be trusted according to Catholic neighbours, nuns and clergy. The Church

supposedly removed the priest Kevin O’Donnell from service at the time but my mother was

informed that he was working in another area.


HERE ARE MORE
Quotes from John Brown submission to the Victoria Inquiry:

Attempting to disclose led to being branded as a sinner that would spend eternity in hell; the

spawn of the devil, the child of Hitler. I was deemed accident prone by clergy as this allowed

them to account for any physical signs of injury and gave them the ability to blackmail by

saying that they would beat me and no-one would believe me as I was accident prone.

I was belittled and humiliated publicly from the pulpit before the entire Catholic congregation

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Notes were often delivered to my home from nuns by older family members or other classmates instructing my father to beat me for made up misbehaviour 

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I was forced to carry bread, groceries, alcohol and other wants such as

filling wood boxes, empty bins, sweeping up, lighting and stoking fires and acting as an altar

boy by nuns and priests as a daily punishment for my evil behaviour.

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Disclosure of these crimes has simply overwhelmed their ability to maintain this form of

hypocrisy in the public forum.

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lifelong commitment forced onto those others in the classroom and community to continue the cover up of these abuses

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ELSEWHERE ON THE INTERNET

Something Related

The Church is frustrating police attempts TODAY to prosecute pedophiles

From Australia video below: 

“You could have an allegation against a priest today, and they would investigate and not tell you?

Deputy Commissioner of Police: “Potentially yes.”

“What if it's proven, do they then come to you?

“Well, they haven’t yet, Neal.”

More on Father Kevin O’Donnell

Evil priest shielded by Catholic Church | Herald Sun 

www.heraldsun.com.au/news/.../story-e6frf7kx-1225911347731

Aug 29, 2010 – Kevin O'Donnell. Priest Kevin O'Donnell was jailed in 1995. Source: Herald Sun. THE Catholic Church denied a pedophile priest sexually ...

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In Australia

And not in the USA? 

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Background:

"VoicelessVictim" Australia writes on her blog: http://voicelessvictim.wordpress.com/2012/11/15/why-did-you-make-us-wait-so-long/ 

"And there is pride.  Pride that in this highly flawed country, in this far from perfect world, Australian politicians took the high moral ground to address and eradicate real evil in our midst".

And about the cop leading an investigation in New South Wales that also sparked the Royal Inquiry: 

“PETER FOX, NSW POLICE (Sept. 2012): I've been on the police force for 34 years. I'm not a kid that just joined yesterday. I've been involved in investigating the clergy for about 20 of those. There are very good reasons, let me tell you, that we need a Royal Commission.”  Continue Reading: 

http://www.abc.net.au/lateline/content/2012/s3629020.htm

ALSO FOR BACKGROUND READ: 

http://www.parliament.vic.gov.au/fcdc/article/1785

POSTED November 17, 2012
By Kay Ebeling

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: re: Inquiry into the handling of Child Abuse by Religious and Other Organisations II

Date: Thu, 30 Aug 2012 14:59:13 +1000

From: contact@tfyqa.biz

To: Ingrid.Johnson@parliament.vic.gov.au

The Inquiry into the handling of Child Abuse by Religious and Other

Organisations

I declared my life open in 2002 in an attempt to control what was

happening as a result of my disclosure in Toowoomba of being a survivor

of childhood sexual abuse by Catholic clergy.

Since that time I have developed what I believe to be the largest piece

of continuous documentation of the experience of myself and many others

in their dealings with the entire spectrum of the Catholic church, its

charities, education and health services across Australia as well as in

person contact with each of the provided restitution or compensation

processes provided by the church as well as interactions with church

lawyers, the Catholic laity, assorted scammers and scoundrels. I believe

there is no other set of documentation like it or as extensive as this.

I would like to present to the people of Victoria and the people of

Australia as well as the Victorian inquiry.

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