Sunday, October 19, 2014

Not Innocent Jorga But George Did It

Remember that it wasn't innocent Jorga, but Mexican-American, George, who may have been a year older than me, in my neighborhood, that viciously abused Smokie's newborn kittens at the local playground.

He probably knew that I caught another eight-year boy throwing a stray cat into the nearby dumpster, alive and meowing for help. That other Mexican-American boy was living next door to the "Crazy Ann" abuser, before they moved closer to the church. They were next door to her (where Linda was eating ice cream with "Crazy Ann" the time the whole neighborhood helped us look for her at age six). She had disappeared, and we found her there.

After I jumped into the dumpster to get the tortured, full-grown, stray, female cat out, I went to the abuser's front door to tell on them. I knew it was them, because I heard loud meowing, kids laughing, then saw them (two kids) running away to that home, from the dumpster. His Uncle answered and didn't feel that their little nephew had done anything wrong. They and their neighbor at the time, (who later became an abusive, traveling, carnival worker) "Crazy Ann" are not to be trusted.

Smokie's newborn kittens were later delivered to Audrey's pedophile, Caucasian, female friend (who had an apartment manager boyfriend). That female pedophile was pedophile, Ming's ex-girlfriend. Ask Audrey P.

In that neighborhood, there were people, including kids, and teens who would beat up, strip the clothes off, and throw the African-American children into the same dumpster, or repeatedly torture and throw cats into there. Once, at another nearby dumpster, a Caucasian, man (20 years older than myself, 6', 200 pounds, meth-faced) was waiting to lure an Asian-American, female friend and myself in.

He greeted us from the outer structure around the dumpster near my friend, Le T.'s place. Then, asked if we could "look" at a rash on his private parts. We ran away from him. He looked just like the facilities employee, but I was very young at the time (9 years old). Don't trust the Caucasian, male facilities management staff of my childhood neighborhoods.

In the laundry rooms, in that neighborhood, there were were frequently inebriated, Caucasian, bearded, tattooed, homeless men. They were not safe looking. Hopefully they have invested in more police paddy wagons to bring them away from the little children.



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