Jonestown, Guyana: Effect & Reflections, 29 Years Later

I. The Horror of Jonestown

I was sixteen years old, and just months into an emancipation that was all at once frightening, peaceful, and confusing. I had no idea what I was doing, but was determined to let experience be my teacher. After a few fits and starts in the foreign territory of Northern California, I found a decent job and a furnished apartment. I signed contracts and opened accounts – and was absolutely giddy when I received my first box of checks.

I had a charged-up kind of confidence that came from years of hopeful and escapist reading. Positive thinking mantras, bootstrap philosophies, self-informed destinies. Think it and be it. I had scars, deep ones, but I was determined that they would fade. That as an adult, I would bury those crushed and diseased layers of childhood under so much happiness, love, and positivity that they would cease to exist in any real dimension, and become only distant memories.

Then, Guyana.  Jonestown.  A Utopian dream for those disenfranchised or disenchanted by society – a dream that somehow went terribly wrong – leaving over 900 people dead, including 287 children.

I didn’t really believe the news when it came blaring through my tiny black and white Jonestown Childrentelevision. Adults die, but children – we bounce back. Adults are screwed up in a thousand ways, with their alcohol, their deceptions, and their rage, but children – we know, don’t we? We run, we escape, and when we can’t – we bounce back. We hold our thoughts and dreams in a special place they can’t touch. We make promises to ourselves, and take pleasure in every new inch added to our height. Soon, we will be grown-up. We will reach the magical age, and no one will harm us anymore.

I was so mad at the media. The newscasters wouldn’t shut-up, even after hours, about the dead Congressman and the camera man, their lives, and their families. It seemed to me that the media was pronouncing that these men, who lived professional, distinguished lives, deserved to be mourned, while 900+ other people existed only as a sensational backdrop – nameless, faceless, without stories to tell, or families left behind. I needed to know: Who were they? What happened? Why? How? Did they try to run, did they struggle, did any children escape, did anyone, in a moment of revelation, scream for others to stop? How could one man, who originally led others in a quest for equality and harmony, lead them into murder and suicide?

287 children. Really dead. Not able to bounce back from the sickness of adults.

I used my bus money to buy every newspaper and magazine available, and became frustrated and obsessed with the story of Jonestown. The answers were sparse and shallow, and the children remained largely anonymous. Adult survivors who were interviewed still seemed blinded by a charismatic madman and a broken promise of Utopia. At sixteen, I found them selfish and weak, and despised them for fleeing into the woods without carrying so much as one defenseless child with them.

Jonestown was thousands of miles away from the Silicon Valley, where I, like thousands of others, spent my working hours in a sparkling clean factory filled with diodes, capacitors, and motherboards – cutting edge technologies meant to make life easier and more efficient. While the horror of Jonestown was being broadcast, cars stalled at their usual pace on crowded highways, people fought for parking space at the malls, and billboards and radio stations hawked their usual wares.

Deaths at JonestownPeople made jokes about the “Kool-Aid drinkers” as if there really was no more to the story than a bunch of really stupid, worthless people who followed a delusional madman into a murderous pact. But there were bent and broken syringes, showing signs of struggle. Reports of parents screaming, children screaming, and being forced to swallow. Tiny teeth marks on plastic syringes tell a story very few people had the heart or mind to tell.

They took the children first. 287 of them. Agents of Jones, for the most part, led them; a few parents. They led them to the podium like little lambs – and lions – to slaughter. It was a coldly calculated move, designed to make the bereaved parents easier to manage, more willing to let themselves be killed.

The dead and dying were placed out of sight, to painfully convulse to their deaths under the warm Guyana sun. They say it took about five minutes for their hearts, even the tiniest, to stop beating.

I grew up after Guyana. I changed, my dreams changed, and my thoughts shifted outward. My introverted nature turned itself inside out, and I began to demand answers for every unfairness, injustice, and act of cruelty I saw, experienced, or heard about. I became, to some, a hellion; a thorn. Others found my passion admirable, but “too much,” too “intense”. I was urged (and often warned) to be more diplomatic, to temper my tongue, and slow my thoughts.

I did / I didn’t. I tried / I failed. I burned hot and cold, got burnt, and burned myself out for months, even years, at a time. Often, I stepped up only to get shot down. Sometimes, I rallied back, fought harder than ever, and succeeded. There are rarely any easy choices in a life that’s determined to make a difference, no matter how small, limited – or even eventually inconsequential – that difference might be.

II. Naming the Rage

I raged most, and still do, against those in positions of power and authority – including parents, religious figures, CEO’s, celebrities, media moguls, politicians, judges, and those in law enforcement – who misuse and abuse their positions and then hide behind the many protections they are afforded in order to prevent their misdeeds from being discovered or, in the case of the wealthy or powerful, to escape punishment when they are caught.

I name as my enemies  those who neglect, abuse and even kill their children, leaving scars, blood and tears in the wake of their negligence or violence. Those who pilfer and steal the hard-earned money entrusted to them – those who purposely distort the news millions of people rely on – those who make shady backroom deals to line their own pockets – those who bring their personal prejudices to bear in deciding the fates of others – those sworn to uphold the law, but who hold guns to their wives heads, torment their children, or beat handcuffed citizens to a bloody pulp, and then hide behind their badges.

I name you as my moral enemy, if you are one of those who are so dazzled by the light of Abu Ghraib Torturepower or celebrity that you will invent blinders or a different set of rules for privileged others. If you are one of those who will create excuses for authority figures that you would not create for your own friends or neighbors. Those of you, for example, who would support the torture at Abu-Ghraib as a justifiable means to an end, yet loudly proclaim America to be the near-infallible and supreme promoter of Human Rights.

I name you hypocrites – those of you who would line the streets to cheer for a perverted star like Michael Jackson, but who wouldn’t hesitate to demand the harshest sentences for sex offenders in your own communities. Those of you who would make heroes out of someone like (the now-dead) Kurt Cobain, or other drug-addled stars – but who want the poverty-stricken crack addicts in your own neighborhoods locked behind bars for years. (A disease is a disease regardless of how much money or talent a person has).

I name you selfish, those of you who vote only for the lowest taxes, and the least dent in your wallet, even while you claim to care about the most defenseless among us – the poor, the children, the disabled, the elderly.

I name you cowardly, those of you who choose blinders and invent excuses for even the worst acts perpetrated by those whose talents, lives or positions – or even whose looks – you idolize. Those of you who, although fully capable, won’t stand up in the face of adversity or injustice, but instead cower when there’s any perceived threat to your time, your peace, your reputation, or your resources.

There are many violent, abusive, power-hungry, corrupt, degenerate, illogical, dishonest, and cowardly people in this world. If I have enemies, it is because I do not care to make such people my friends.

III. A Fighting Spirit, a Fighting Chance

Jonestown Children287 children died in Jonestown on November 18, 1978. The last remnants of my childhood died with them, and out of the tattered, torn spirit of a young adult sprung the heart of a fighter. I will fight for you, I promised them. You’ll see, we’ll make it right, we’ll make it matter. We’ll show others how to bounce back.

Twenty-nine years later, I carry my own battle-worn legacy, and it’s unremarkable really, except for the strength of convictions born out of the ruins of tragedy, and the long-reach of lessons learned. The intensity of my beliefs and feelings will die with me, and even the strongest of my words will fade into oblivion or obscurity. I will one day leave the earth as most people do – as the children of Jonestown certainly did – largely anonymous, leaving behind barely a ripple. Stronger, younger, and perhaps better-situated others will pick up the sword. I hope so, and pray that they will have more success than I did. At the same time I would not wish anyone into a life of prolonged struggle.

IV. Braving the Fears

Once, when I lived in the country, I made a hesitant companion out of a lone red fox. She would often come near my porch in the early hours of morning. Fascinated, I began to set out bowls of dog food for her, and watched her from behind the window whenever she came. If I spoke, or moved too quickly, the fox would startle and take off running. I watched her then, in silence, for several months. One morning, I opened my door to find the tiny, lifeless body of a fox pup on my steps. He was still somewhat warm but had gone stiff. I could not revive him.

I never saw the mother fox again, but I thought – if even the wildest creature can brave her most ingrained fears to try to save her young – what is wrong with us?

What the hell is wrong with us?

* * * *

Excerpted from Against the Wall (You Dirty Rat Bastards), ©2007, J.T. Devin

RECOMMENDED READING:

Jonestown: Personal Reflections from Survivors

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Cute, Careless, 18, and Dead.

At 18 years old, it may have been that Emily Sander felt the immortal pull of youth. The sense of being in her prime — young, beautiful, and healthy — in a world full of sensations to seek, with a curiousity that was not easily sated.

zoey2.jpgShe was not perhaps a typical teenager, but like so many others Emily Sander seemed to be in a hurry to grow up. To leave behind the bittersweet vestiges of teenage gawkiness and insecurities and blossom, as she did, into a pierced and tattooed nonconformist who played along with the best and worst of hip-hop culture, one who loved to dance, but who referred to herself as “Mike’s Bitch” on her MySpace page. The triple life she led as daytime secretary, evening community college student, and barely-legal internet porn star was one Emily’s friend Nikki Watson claims she willingly undertook.

“She enjoyed it. She is a young teenage girl and she wanted to be in the movies and enjoyed movies. She needed the extra money. Nobody in El Dorado knew besides her close friends.” Watson also stated that Sander told her family and her boyfriend about her porn activities on Thanksgiving Day, which resulted in a break-up with Michael McCallister, the boyfriend she began living with when she was 17 years old.

As Zoey Zane, Sander’s website (now removed), had over 300 subscribers who each paid $39.95 a month to view a girl who billed herself as a “spunky little teen with a super sexy side”. However, the gig wasn’t that immediately profitable for Sander who, it’s been reported, signed a contract in April, 2007 with Florida entrepreneur David Thomas*. Thomas told reporters that while the contract called for Sander to receive 45% of the monthly proceeds, she received only 5%, estimated at approximately $600 per month, with the rest being held “in escrow” until the completion of her contract.

Police Chief Tom Boran, of El Dorado, Kansas does not believe Sander’s internet mireles-martens.jpgactivities had anything to do with her disappearance. They are presently searching for 24 year old Israel Mireles, who was last seen leaving the Retreat Bar in El Dorado with Sander on Thursday, November 22nd. It has been reported that Sander met Mireles for the first time on that evening.

Mireles is thought to be traveling with his sixteen year old pregnant girlfriend, Victoria Martens, who police also believe believe may be in danger.

On Monday, police announced their search of an El Dorado motel room rented by Mireles, stating they verified the blood reported found on Saturday by Mireles’s employer. On Tuesday, a rental car Mireles was driving, a green 2007 Ford Taurus, was found in Vernon, Texas where Mireles has relatives. On Thursday, a body matching Sander’s description was found along U.S. 54, between El Dorado and Toronto, Kansas. An autopsy is pending.

The search for Mireles and Martens continues. Mireles has a previous criminal history including misdeamonor convictions for possession of prohibited weapons, hunting from a vehicle and driving while intoxicated. Martens was a freshman student at Hays High School in Hays, Kansas until she dropped out earlier this year.

Anyone with information on the whereabouts of Mireles and Martinez can call El Dorado Crime Stoppers at 316-321-1080.

Note: Pictures included in this story can be enlarged by clicking on the photos.

Joplin Globe Story
CNN – Body Found

UPDATE ON VICTORIA MARTENS

http://www.kbsd6.com/Global/story.asp?S=7434957

12/09 UPDATE:

*The “Zoey Zane” website is back up as a reward site, and says that Sanders worked as an independent agent, and not through Thomas.

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Dangerous Choices: Children Placed in Harm’s Way

I. Children at Risk

Nine year old Rowan Ford was brutally raped and strangled by her stepfather and one of her mother’s male friends. Two year old Riley Sawyers was beaten and killed by both her biological mother and her mother’s boyfriend. Four year old Anthony Buhr was tortured to death by the man his mother chose to live with, even after she lost custody due to his abuse of her children. Six year old Oscar Jimenez, Jr. was punched and kicked to death by his mother’s live-in boyfriend. Oscar’s mother helped bury her son’s body under cement 700 miles away.

In Forest Park, Georgia, an eight month old baby was raped and beaten by her mother’s boyfriend, leaving her paralyzed and brain damaged for life. In Pittsburgh, ten month old Da’Niyah Jackson died of after her mother left her in the care of a boyfriend, who beat and raped the infant.

There is no shortage of strangers, relatives, and biological parents who neglect, abuse, or murder America’s children. State agencies investigated nearly 900,000 abuse incidents in 2005, a year in which 1500 children died of neglect or abuse. The U.S. Bureau of Justice reports that of all children under the age of five, murdered from 1976 through 2005

31% were killed by fathers (*see footnote)
29% were killed by mothers (*see footnote)
23% were killed by male acquaintances
7% were killed by other relatives
3% were killed by strangers

Recent studies, however, are pointing towards the increased risk of child abuse and fatalities in homes shared with a stepparent or other unrelated adult. A 2005 Missouri study, published by the American Academy of Pediatrics, reports that children living with a stepparent or unrelated adult were 50 times more likely to die of inflicted injuries than children living with both of their parents.

Several studies spearheaded by the University of New Hampshire have shown that children living in stepfamilies or with single parents are at higher risk of physical or sexual assault than children living with two biological or adoptive parents.After twenty years of extensive research into child abuse in Canada, the United States and Great Britain, Canadian psychologists Martin Daly and Margo Wilson, reached the staggering conclusion in 1997 that stepparents were 100 times more likely to fatally abuse their children.

The statistics are alarming, but in perspective the homicide rate comes out at to about 600 per million deaths in stepparent-child families, compared with just a handful for biological parents. Obviously, the vast majority of stepparents are not abusers, and there are thousands of stepparents who embrace their roles as co-parents, and who do an excellent job raising children who are not biologically, or even legally, their own.

It’s also true that the people who would pay the most attention to these types of statistics are those who would naturally consider their children’s welfare when making important life choices. For conscientious parents, the statistics probably only serve to bolster beliefs that are already in place – if not necessarily beliefs in a traditional family structure, than in their roles as the primary protectors and guardians of their children.

Unfortunately for their children, there are many parents who are not as conscientious. In some cases mental illness may be the cause, but in the overwhelming majority of cases there appears to be no sensible or easily understandable reason for mothers and fathers who knowingly, willfully place their children in harm’s way.

II. Dangerous Choices

In each case cited in this story, (with the exception of Da’Niyah Jackson, whose mother’s awareness of the potential for abuse is not yet known), at least one of the children’s biological parents were aware that danger existed but proceeded nonetheless to maintain a relationship with the abuser.

In the case of Anthony Buhr, whose short life was filled with excruciating tortures, both biological parents knowingly put their child at risk – the father when he defied a court order and dropped his son off at the child’s mother’s home to be watched, and the mother, who then left her son in the care of an angry boyfriend whom she knew to be abusive.

Colleen Spears, according to family members, was aware that her male friend Chris Collings had made advances against her teenage daughter. She married David Spears despite the fact that he was unemployed and had a drinking problem. Yet she left her nine year old daughter Rowan in Spears’ care while she worked nights, just as she previously left her in the care of ex-boyfriend Adam Chichawoski, another chronic alcoholic who later committed suicide.

The mothers of Riley Sawyers and Oscar Jimenez, Jr., both witnessed their child’s murder, did not attempt to stop it, did not report it to authorities, and both helped hide their children’s bodies. Sawyers mother, depending on who is to be believed, may have herself contributed to her child’s injuries. The mother of the eight month old baby who was raped is presently serving a five year sentence on one count of child cruelty, while her boyfriend has been sentenced to life plus forty years.

It’s an oversimplification of the statistics on child abuse to state that stepfamilies and non-traditional families, in of themselves, are more prone to acts of child abuse and danger. Clearly, there are issues among the biological parents that are not only about their choices in partners, but about their purposeful blindness or lack of exhibited concern for dangerous, or potentially dangerous, situations.

III. Changes Are Necessary

Empirical research of child abuse has led to many theories about the motivations and mindsets of parents who court disaster for their children through relationships with unstable, neglectful, violent, (and often drug and alcohol addicted) partners. Outside of organic mental illness, psychological traits ranging from narcissism to low self-esteem have been cited as causes, as have poverty, insufficient resources or support, and lack of education. It is also often stated that the parents who place their children in danger were or are victims of abuse themselves.

Yet, as in almost any wide-sweep that seeks generalized causes, there is plenty of contradictory social evidence that flies in the face of easy analysis. While those who were abused as children do face an inordinate number of difficulties in their adult lives, the vast majority do not grow up to be abusive parents themselves. Low-income parents may be over-represented in the hotline statistics simply because they are more readily suspected of and reported for abuse or neglect than are their middle or upper-class counterparts. Millions of parents with a high school degree or less have raised children successfully, without abuse or neglect.

Regardless of what we may believe or guess the causes to be, children continue to be brutalized, neglected and killed in America in alarming numbers.

At this point, forty-five years after the term Battered Child Syndrome was first introduced into the American lexicon by Dr. Henry Kampe and officially recognized by the medical community as “the malevolent actions perpetrated upon a child by their parent(s) and/or other adults”, the question of cause seems particularly worn and almost pointless, given that the longstanding policies of social services agencies have not much changed to address either the causes or the welfare of children living in dangerous situations.

Insofar as poverty and public resources go, welfare has been out and self-reliance in since Clinton’s 1996 Welfare Reform Act. Subsidized daycare and low-income housing is often very difficult for the working poor to attain, and both often have a waiting list that is years long. In any event, welfare reform has not impacted child abuse statistics, nor did it have the often-touted desired effect of promoting marriage. Financial assistance to the poor, while a noble cause on several levels, does not seem to be a proven preventative measure against child abuse or murder.

It is short-sighted to believe that our government’s role in the well-being of children should be limited to public education and limited social welfare programs. Society, and by extension its government, has always had a vested interest in preventing crime and protecting those who cannot protect themselves. To this end, it is necessary that outdated policies and laws change to meet the needs of children who are at-risk, particularly the social service policies that are managed at the State level.

One of the longest standing tenets of social service workers has been “Keep the Family Together.” Under this dogmatic umbrella, thousands of children have been left in legal limbo, moving from one foster home to another for years on end, or getting caught in the revolving door between foster care and on-again, off-again relationships with their unstable and often abusive biological parents. Children who have been abused and neglected are often returned to parents who perpetrated or allowed the abuse. Perhaps the operative tenet of social services should be less about the rights of the adults involved and more about the long-term “best interests of the child”.

The criteria for removing a child from their home may be overly stringent, in that imminent risk of abuse or danger often has to be successfully argued before the courts will allow social services to remove the child. Ironically, under this standard, “imminent risk” most often means “it’s already happened.” The child already has visible bruises, marks, or other signs of abuse, or neglect is readily apparent by the child’s deteriorating physical condition or unacceptable living circumstances.

Changing the standard of “imminent risk” to “reasonable cause,” would allow trained caseworkers to remove children from at-risk homes based on solid information and belief rather than proof of physical damage. Instead of having to wait for the child to be beaten and for the marks to show, a criteria of reasonable cause would allow social services to be activist preventers of abuse, and not merely after-the-fact rescuers.

Abused children who are questioned by social services realize that when the interview is over, they will most likely return home to be questioned by their abuser/s. They understand, even the youngest among them, the concept of self-preservation. Their choice – to be honest and open with a stranger they may never see again, or to avoid the wrath of their abuser/s – is one many adults, including those in social services, who often take a child’s words of denial at face-value, do not seem to fully understand or appreciate. An interview with a child who denies abuse or neglect but who is known to be at-risk should not signal the end of an investigation; it should, instead, indicate the need for continued, regular checks on the child and his or her living situation.

Further, children who are at an age to understand the consequences that might befall them by their honest participation in such an interview, should be promised a safe harbor prior to their questioning if their answers reveal that they are in danger of being abused. A child who is being hurt is likely to be more open during an interview when they do not have to fear the aftermath of reprisal from their abusers.

Lastly, it is often said there should be a license to parent. Driving a car in our country is a privilege not a right, some point out, and there are more qualifications that must be met in that process than there are for raising children. While that may be true, in reality it would be an impossible and largely undesirable task for a free country to unduly impinge on the reproductive and parental rights of its citizens.

What is possible are changes in policies and laws, as well as cultural mindsets, that will truly put children first – not only changes in social services – but in adoption law, criminal law, education, hotline reporting and public awareness. When parents are incapable of protecting their offspring, or refuse to, their rights and needs should not usurp the rights and needs of the children they have placed in harm’s way. The best interests of the child should be, and must be, the guiding force behind the prevention of child abuse.

NOTE:

* The U.S. Department of Justice does not differentiate stepparents from biological parents in their report.

OTHER SOURCES:

Effects of Welfare Reform

CNN Update on Riley Sawyers’ Story

The Anthony Buhr Case

Da’Niyah Jackson

Eight Month Old Baby Paralyzed

Oscar Jimenez, Jr.

U.S. Department of Justice Statistics on Infanticide

The Dark Underbelly of Cohabitation

Relative Danger (Martin & Daly Research)

 

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Riley Ann Sawyers

riley1.jpgActing on a tip from her paternal grandmother, the identity of “Baby Grace”, whose body was discovered in a storage bin that washed up on the shores of Galveston Bay last month, has now been positively identified as two year old Riley Ann Sawyers, formerly of Cleveland, Ohio.

In a disturbing affidavit, Riley’s mother, Kimberly Trenor details how she and boyfriend Royce Zeigler tortured and killed her child on July 24, 2007, and then went shopping at Walmart to buy items needed to hide the murdered girl, including bleach, garbage bags, cement, a shovel and a storage bin. The couple kept Riley’s body in their garage for “one or two months” before deciding to throw the bin containing the child’s corpse into the Galveston Causeway.  The bin containing Riley’s body was discovered on October 29th by a local fisherman.

Both Zeigler and Trenor are in custody in Galveston County, with bail set at $100,000 and $250,000 respectively. In an apparent suicide attempt before his arrest, Zeigler left a note exonerating Trenor of any wrongdoing, saying “My wife is innocent of the sins I committed.” (A legal marriage between Trenor and Zeigler has not yet been verified).

According to the affidavit, it was Zeigler’s idea to forge a document from the State of Ohio’s social services department which would accuse him of sexually abusing Riley Sawyers, resulting in the mother’s lost custody. Trenor manufactured the document from Zeigler’s laptop computer, using it to explain Riley’s disappearance to family and then Texas officials. The story was quickly proven false and Trenor, who was represented during questioning by an attorney, finally confessed.

LINKS:

Probable Cause Affadavit for Kimberly Dawn Trenor

CNN NEWS STORY

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