A gang of sex offenders decided to set up a camp under a bridge in to better indulge themselves in their soulless corruption. Like monsters from a fairy tale, the degenerates created a fortress complete with guard dogs, a gymnasium and a “living room” which no doubt doubled as a rape torture chamber. From Fox:
MIAMI — The state is trying to dissolve a community of sex offenders living under a bridge that includes a gym, kitchen, living room and two dogs.
The men have lived under the Julia Tuttle Causeway for a year. They say limited money and strict local ordinances make it nearly impossible for them to live anywhere else. But state officials are telling them to leave.
“We’re urging them to find a residence. We want them to be able to reintegrate into society,” said Gretl Plessinger, a spokeswoman for the Florida Corrections Department. “We are hopeful that if we push them, they will be able to find a residence that’s better.”
The state first advised the 19 registered Tuttle dwellers last week that they must move. Since then, five of the men have found homes. A sixth has gone missing, a reflection of the angst over the order.
Plessinger said probation officers have given the men lists of possible locations to look for housing. The offenders were initially given 72 hours to find housing, but Plessinger said it was simply to motivate the men to get started. There is no firm deadline.
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The offenders’ community is like no other.
Just beneath where motorists pass, in the angled area where the bridge meets a concrete slope, there are domed tents, a cream-colored sofa beside a large generator-powered television and XBox, and stacks of canned food and drinks.
The air is tinged with sea salt, and the sound of cars passing overhead is relentless. Yet perfect Atlantic waters make it strangely serene.
At the bottom of the slope, there is a makeshift kitchen with a table, grill and jugs of water that residents fill more than a mile away. The community has a canoe for fishing, a weight bench, and a spot favored by a pit bull named Tigger and a German shepherd named Blackie.
On pillars supporting the bridge, and on the slope, residents have spray-painted their thoughts: “We ‘R’ Not Monsters.” “They Treat Animals Better!!!” “Why?”
Juan Carlos Martin, a 29-year-old on the sex offender list for lewd or lascivious exhibition to a victim under the age of 16 — a crime he says he didn’t commit — said it’s been impossible for him to leave the bridge. He has been rejected from 15 jobs because of his record and can’t find a place he can afford that’s in compliance with the law.
Martin sits on his couch and sucks on a cigarette as a tiny white kitten peaks out from behind a stereo that no longer works. A gold crucifix hangs from his neck. He is off probation now, but he says he feels no freedom.
“What the law’s doing to us is totally wrong,” said Martin, who has lived here about six months. “Society will see that we aren’t animals.”
John Edwardisms aside, if you can afford an Xbox, a generator, spray paint to share your thoughts with the world and all the accoutrements for an extended camp out, you could probably afford a studio apartment. Or they could live in a motel.
Or they could have not raped and molested people.
These people are victims of their own desire to impose themselves on others. Rapists. Child molesters. The gambit of sadistic predators who live to degrade and humiliate others. Now they try to gather in a village with a Pit Bull and a German Shepherd (to better intimidate victims) and a canoe with which to dispose of bodies. This”community” wasn’t set up because they had nowhere to go, this was an attempt to set up a rape camp.
These people have enough money for cigarettes, video games and dog food. They could have moved into a house. They didn’t want to because they wanted to stay mobile.
Lost in Lima, Ohio sums up the feelings of any rational people best in her post on the story:
Well buddy, don’t feel too bad- there is a good life lesson in this- had you not been a sexual deviant, casting out the objections of your victims in order to gratify your own perverted sexual desires- you wouldn’t be in this position now. I feel no compassion for those who willingly victimized another person.
Me neither.