False Confessions
I was watching Dr.Phil today, and the subject was about fale confessions. People who have been sent to prison for decades for falsley confessing to murder. This happense because wheh they are interrigated, they are lied to. The accuser (AKA the police) practically brainwashes the accused "murderer" into thinking they really did it, even though they really had nothing to do with the crime. Furthermore, the police (or whoever the person is) who did the accusing had NO EVIDENCE whatsoever to prove that the person really did commit the murder. So in the end they just therew an innocent person in to jail.
One guy spent almost a year in jail until the police found the real killer.
Another man spent 16 years in jail for comitting a murder he didn't commit (he is still in jail to this day, I think). The police man who threw him in to jail was supposedly paid $100,00.00 to hide the name of the murderer who really commited the crime. The real murderer's son even said on national TV that his father (the murderer) confessed that he did murder the accused man's parents. There was also no evidence pointing toward any shadow of a doubt that the 17 year old did kill his parents. The man who killed his parents was a hit man, and shortly after the murder he faked his death and showed up in some town in California a few months later with a new look and a new ID. Kindy fishy?
I couldn't imagine myself being accused of a murder I didn't commit. I already get very angry when I'm accused of lying when I'm really telling the truth- so to be pressured in to believing that I'm a murderer? There's no words for that, I think. Just extreme anger and frustration.
The police will only listen to you if you tell them what they want to hear. And even if you do get fed up with all the intarigation and you confess, they won't bother to back up any evidence (if there even is any) to actually proove that you did kill someone. So they are going to put you in jail for just words, no proof. Lies at that.
It makes me think of The Crucible. How people were sentanced to death by only a simple, false accusation. How words meant everything, and how trust was the only way to judge. The Puritans had no proof that John Proctor, Giles, or Rebecca were witches! None! It was the greed and fear in the accuser's heart that made them point the finger.
Always point the finger. Because if you can find a scapegoat, then the blame isn't on yourself.
Your name will have no blemish. Your reputation will be squeaky clean. Your life wont be ruined. You'll have a future.
As long as you can find a way out, that's all that matters.
One guy spent almost a year in jail until the police found the real killer.
Another man spent 16 years in jail for comitting a murder he didn't commit (he is still in jail to this day, I think). The police man who threw him in to jail was supposedly paid $100,00.00 to hide the name of the murderer who really commited the crime. The real murderer's son even said on national TV that his father (the murderer) confessed that he did murder the accused man's parents. There was also no evidence pointing toward any shadow of a doubt that the 17 year old did kill his parents. The man who killed his parents was a hit man, and shortly after the murder he faked his death and showed up in some town in California a few months later with a new look and a new ID. Kindy fishy?
I couldn't imagine myself being accused of a murder I didn't commit. I already get very angry when I'm accused of lying when I'm really telling the truth- so to be pressured in to believing that I'm a murderer? There's no words for that, I think. Just extreme anger and frustration.
The police will only listen to you if you tell them what they want to hear. And even if you do get fed up with all the intarigation and you confess, they won't bother to back up any evidence (if there even is any) to actually proove that you did kill someone. So they are going to put you in jail for just words, no proof. Lies at that.
It makes me think of The Crucible. How people were sentanced to death by only a simple, false accusation. How words meant everything, and how trust was the only way to judge. The Puritans had no proof that John Proctor, Giles, or Rebecca were witches! None! It was the greed and fear in the accuser's heart that made them point the finger.
Always point the finger. Because if you can find a scapegoat, then the blame isn't on yourself.
Your name will have no blemish. Your reputation will be squeaky clean. Your life wont be ruined. You'll have a future.
As long as you can find a way out, that's all that matters.
posted by TR5Taryn at 4:10 PM
1 Comments:
Hey Taryn...
I read the last comment you gave me on my blog about my fate poem. You're right. If there was no regret there would be no forgiveness. I guess that's why I wrote that poem... I understand the fact that people usually don't realize it that moment they did something, that they should apologize for it, but it's still the idea of it. It's kind of one of those things that are on the ideal side... I figured maybe people would have a little bit of a better chance of keeping their lives on track if they only payed attention to those that they hurt in the past and can possibly hurt in the future.
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