Date: Mon, 17 Mar 2008 16:00:09 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cruelty to Children Part 12

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				Chapter 12

				 The Trial

The eight accused were brought in in chains. I wanted to cry, four of them
were the same age as Ryan, two were seventeen, one was nineteen and the
last one was twenty one. Found guilty these boys and young men would spend
their best years in youth detention and adult prisons almost certainly
being gang raped themselves.

The reason that I wanted to cry was for myself, I could feel no pity for
them and yet I had dedicated my life to helping troubled youngsters. They
had robbed me of my youngest son, I could never forgive them.

The prosecution unravelled the case exactly as it had happened calling me
to start the ball rolling. The defence left me alone but said they would
call me later. Sam Snr. followed and they tried to rubbish him because of
his age. He was brilliant. He produced the tape that we had made on the
night and he had the clinical report signed by him and countersigned by the
police surgeon. He also had a set of photos showing the anus of a normal
fourteen year old male and Ryan's. Every member of the jury went white as
they saw them. Without doubt it was the most powerful piece of evidence
produced at the trial. He got a little technical over the DNA samples but
fortunately the police surgeon when he took the stand explained it again in
layman terms. It was very impressive evidence.

Sam Jnr. explained Ryan's psychological state which swung the jury even
more heavily in our favour. They were shown photos of Ryan, large blown up
shots with the emphasis placed on the lifeless eyes. Sam told them how Ryan
had become Matt and my shadow not even allowing me to go to the toilet
without him.

"I see no change occurring in the mental state of this boy for the
remainder of his life. If at any time Dr. Daniels or his eldest son are
unable to attend to this boy I would guess he will go insane and be
incarcerated in a mental institute for the remainder of his life. I believe
the eight defendants have passed a living death sentence on Ryan Daniels."

There was uproar in the court then. The defence protested, the judge told
the jury to ignore that last comment and censured Sam for making it but it
had done its work. The whole courtroom now looked on the accused as
murderers.

When the defence started they tried to rubbish Ryan first saying that he
was a boy slut. The judge had to clear the court for the remainder of the
day. Everyone wanted to lynch the defence team. Next they tried to rubbish
the DNA. Not much chance of that being successful. They poo pooed the
prosecution assertion that one of the accused must have a penis in excess
of 12 inches by 9 inches, so prosecuting attorney demanded that the boy
concerned be stripped in front of the court and brought to an erect state
to prove his point. There was uproar but the judge allowed it. I nearly
died.

The court was cleared of everyone except the jury, the two legal teams, the
court usher, two police officers and the police surgeon to measure the
offending equipment. I heard about it all later. The boy was stood in front
of the jury and forcibly stripped naked. He had to be restrained while the
police surgeon played with him and worried his prostate with two lubricated
fingers bringing him to a fully erect state. Everyone gasped when it
happened and he was confirmed at 13 ½ inches long and 9 ½ inches round. He
was one of the sixteen year olds and he looked like what he was, a young
thug. With the defence case falling apart rapidly they brought me back to
the stand and tried to rubbish me and my achievements and life style. I
wasn't prepared for an attack on my sexuality though.

"You are a single man Dr. Daniels but you have two very attractive adopted
sons. You have no girl friend and we believe never have had. Are you gay?"

The prosecuting attorney was up in a flash.

"Objection your honour. Dr. Daniels is not on trial here."

"Sustained, be careful with your questions Mr. Knight, I wouldn't want you
to be held in contempt."

"Sorry your honour. Dr. Daniels, have you ever had sex with a minor?"

"Objection your honour. This line of questioning is unacceptable."

"Sustained. You are in contempt Mr. Knight. At the end of this trial you
will purge your contempt in the county jail for thirty days. Ladies and
gentlemen of the jury I would like you to ignore those last two questions."

He held up a sheet of paper.

"This paper enumerates the awards and commendations that Dr. Jason Daniels
has accrued in a little over eight years working as a child psychiatrist
with mentally and physically abused young men. He is one of the most
respected men in his field and that was part of the reason as a single man
he was allowed to adopt two of his charges."

He told the court the story of Matt and of Ryan before they came to me and
what they have achieved since. I came out of that case as a front page
hero, but more importantly it cremated the defence. The jury didn't even
retire at the end. Unanimous verdict with the recommendation that the
accused be sentenced to the maximum penalty the law would allow. When
sentencing was given the fourteen year olds each received fifteen years and
the others all got twenty five with the judge's recommendation they not be
paroled during that time. Satisfactory conclusion to that facet of my
life. I came back to health again, thank heavens, I would be no use to Ryan
if I continued to fall apart.

One year after the event Sam told me he could do no more. He now believed
that the shock to Ryan's system would keep him in a semi-vegetative state
for the remainder of his life. I suppose I knew in my heart this would be
the case so I didn't fall apart. Matt did when I told him and I had another
mental case to deal with. He was easy, I just had to tell him that Ryan
would need us more than ever now and if we truly loved him we now had a
duty to make sure we were incredibly fit and healthy so that we would
outlive him. When he was home from college Matt nearly lived in the gym, he
became extremely careful about what he ate and drank. No alcohol, period,
no junk food, period and absolutely no drugs. Studying medicine he knew
more about the human body than I did and used it to make sure he was as fit
as it was possible to be. I envied his lovers, he became an awesomely
beautiful human being his body was superb. He glowed with good health,
flawless skin, perfectly formed musculature, not an ounce of wasted fat on
him anywhere. Ryan and I were looking pretty good as well because we
followed a similar routine. I joked about it hoping for some reaction from
my baby but nothing.

Another year passed, another bunch of awards and commendations for me. I
had papers published in all the most prestigious medical journals and I
lectured, but I seldom smiled. Ryan's story served to block any comment
that I was a miserable git, but I was. I loved Matt and missed our love
making but I was dying for Ryan. Almost sixteen he should have been a
complete joy to me.

Matt phoned and told me he would come home for the weekend of Ryan's
sixteenth birthday and we had to have a party, he wanted to buy the cake
and he would bring it with him. I knew he was in the middle of important
exams but his comment to me was.

"Next to you Jase, Ryan is the most important being in my world, I'm coming
home."

Can't argue with that.



Maybe we can get back to happy land next time.