Tag: Prose

…what would happen if scary people you very purposefully had avoided and since forgotten came back a-knocking? I mean we’re not talking about people you simply don’t like. We’re talking about people who by action and word in your childhood truly defined the baseline for moral and ethical fortitude…

…by failing at it so many times you had to run away from your own mother so she would realize how important it was that you both get the hell away from an abusive asshat.

I don’t “dwell” on this in the least. People (who quite obviously don’t know me from Adam) however seem to have misinterpreted a bit and assumed that my verbose nature when relating to events in my past indicates “dwelling”. To be clear, I obsessively am inclined to write. If I am so inclined to write about my past, present, future, or whatever else, so be it… but this evening, it will be about some truly influential people in my childhood. They get the benefit of my attention and prose 😉

You see, not too long ago, my mother’s ex-husband got himself into trouble…quite repeatedly, and we’re not talking about speeding tickets and jay-walking. We’re talking violation of probation, DUI, attempted manslaughter of a police officer…the list goes on, and that’s only the most recent stuff. My mom hooked me up with some links to his recent activity and woooow. Seems the asshat managed to surpass himself. I blogged about it here at this LINK

Below is a response and some explanation and background on why the discussion occurred and why I felt inclined to respond. I will cook my famous spaghetti for the first person to what I am trying to point out from all this.

# Teresa Spears says:
February 12th, 2009 at 11:22 pm
Tony,

Maybe you and your Mom should think about praying for Joe rather than slandering his name. I am truly sorry for anything you had to go through as well as your Mom but just as you have problems that you live with apparently, don’t you believe that others may have issues that they live with also. Don’t harbor bad feelings it will only harm you in the end.

Think

Teresa,

Slander?!

…pardon me for a moment…I am trying to keep this clean…but it isnt going to work very well.

Telling us to pray instead of slander. I do pray. I pray every night that no one is ever subject to religious intolerance and prejudice. Every morning I wake and hope that no one must ever lose sleep to religious ignorance…and I don’t hold these prayers like secrets that others should ever hear…I make those prayers my reality, and I am a far cry from being alone in this. As far as I am concerned, my prayers are most often answered.

Do not feel sorry for me, I live well and within my means, am surrounded by friends I could never part with (and I been offered alot to do just that) and my relationship with my family is probably better than it’s ever been.

Again…my prayers are most often answered.

I don’t wish anyone harm, but justice must also be observed, and Joe is in dire need of quite a bit of it.

You’ve mistaken our range of suffering, as well as our depth of forgiveness. If we hadn’t forgiven him…he’d never have had the opportunities he saw fit to exploit in the last few years. Like kidnapping, attempted man-slaughter, assault (multiple)…and that’s AFTER we got the hell out…doesn’t even touch upon what he put my other and I through. Now on that note…to be clear…

He’s long since forgiven AND forgotten (at least for me, I wish I could say as much for my mom)…but don’t ever presume that we should present him one iota of respect…ever.

A little word from my mother…

# Liz Vallee-Martinez says:
February 13th, 2009 at 8:31 am

Well, the evil-doer had two Teresas in his life. Both of them his sisters. I know, I know, two sisters both named Teresa?! Just another indication of the backwoods ignorance flowing through this family. Poor, poor Joe. Forced to live the life of a violent degenerate because he suffered as a child. Yes, Teresa, we pray for him. Mostly, we pray for anyone who is forced to encounter him. I used to think he was this wonderful man who suffered from depression and alcoholism. It took thirteen years for me to learn that the alcohol and drugs just made him stupid. Sober, he was a smart criminal, but still a criminal. Violent, abusive, dishonest, and a danger to any child he comes within spitting distance of. I pray that he spends the remainder of his life in prison. You and your family will be safer for it. If I could talk to Adam’s mother (Adam is the child Joe kiddnapped) I would tell her to sell everything, change her and Adam’s name, and get as far away from Oklahoma as she can. Although, I don’t think anyplace is really far away enough. I am so thankful that I had no children with this devil. Joe Martinez isn’t fit to lick the boots worn by Tony’s father. That’s mean, you say! No, mean is what Tony and I suffered through in the name of marriage and family. I will never forgive myself for bringing this animal into my sons life. And I am so proud that through it all, he became the wonderful man we all know and who his father is now beginning to discover.

Below I’ve included some items of advice, and observance. Lets see who’s getting that spaghetti 😉
1. Read disclaimer on this website.¹
2. You jumped the gun…again…and assume you’re in the right.²
3. Stop slandering the word slander…this word does not mean what you think it means.³