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<blockquote data-quote="stevew" data-source="post: 305753" data-attributes="member: 130"><p>An older black woman sits across from a man in his early fifties, a pale man, with glasses, rather nerdy looking, behind a plain, bureaucratic desk with a window behind him of the city skyline. She explains that he's a hell of an investigator but everything he has is circumstantial. "You go after Jock Ewing, you'd better have more and you know it. No one in my office is as capable at making a case as you are. But, even you can't make a case out of hearsay." </p><p></p><p>"You know as well as I do, where there's smoke, there's fire."</p><p></p><p>"Look it. I know he's guilty, and that this is just the tip of the iceberg. No doubt in my mind. That doesn't mean there's enough here to convict him." </p><p></p><p>A secretary peeks her head in, "Ms. Worthington, Mrs. Ewing is here to see you."</p><p></p><p>"Oh she's early." The woman in charge of the room says while standing. </p><p></p><p>"Mrs. Ewing?"</p><p></p><p>"Sue Ellen Ewing. The Ewing Foundation is making a sizable donation to help us process all the rape kits we have. She came to me when she heard about the several thousand kits we were behind in processing."</p><p></p><p>"So you want me to back off so you can get in good with the Ewing's." </p><p></p><p>"Watch yourself Mr. Barnes. I didn't say anything of the kind about backing off. I said you need real ammunition. What you've got there are blanks and you know damn good and well."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Ms. Worthington holds out her hand, "Mrs. Ewing. So nice to finally meet you. You really didn't have to come down here yourself."</p><p></p><p>The two shake hands. "Please call me Sue Ellen. And yes I did. This is more than rape kits not getting processed. It's more than money that's the problem. This is how women are treated."</p><p></p><p>"I agree."</p><p></p><p>"I want your help to make sure that people know that here in Wayne County, women are safe. Safer here than anyplace. I want your help to scare the shit right out of any man who would harm any woman." </p><p></p><p>"That's pretty clear."</p><p></p><p>"There are places in this country where lots of groups of people don't feel safe. I want it clear, that here, in Detroit, the only people who shouldn't feel safe are the bad guys, the criminals, the perverts. Every group should feel like Detroit is a place they can be safe from the racist and the misogynist son of a bitches."</p><p></p><p>"I couldn't agree more. Oh and this is Cliff Barnes. He's my most persuasive litigator. Cliff, this is Sue Ellen Ewing. She's the President of the Ewing Family Foundation and, if I'm not mistaken, you're on the boards of several other nonprofits."</p><p></p><p>"I keep pretty busy. Nice to meet you Mr. Barnes." Sue Ellen extends her hand.</p><p></p><p>They two shake. "Cliff please. Very nice to meet you as well." </p><p></p><p>Sue Ellen smiles at him. Their handshake lasts a bit long. "I hope you'll help me. I want word to get around this country, you force yourself on a woman in Wayne County, you're gonna pay a very high price."</p><p></p><p>"In Michigan for most of these cases we're talking about at most, fifteen years and registering on the sex offender's list."</p><p></p><p>"Fifteen years for rape. That's it?"</p><p></p><p>"Unless there are other circumstances."</p><p></p><p>"That's absurd." </p><p></p><p>"Well, I might agree, that's a legislative issue."</p><p></p><p>"OK. Then I need lobbyists to ratchet that up."</p><p></p><p>"And the space to put them?"</p><p></p><p>"And castration."</p><p></p><p>Ms. Worthington and Cliff look at each other.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="stevew, post: 305753, member: 130"] An older black woman sits across from a man in his early fifties, a pale man, with glasses, rather nerdy looking, behind a plain, bureaucratic desk with a window behind him of the city skyline. She explains that he's a hell of an investigator but everything he has is circumstantial. "You go after Jock Ewing, you'd better have more and you know it. No one in my office is as capable at making a case as you are. But, even you can't make a case out of hearsay." "You know as well as I do, where there's smoke, there's fire." "Look it. I know he's guilty, and that this is just the tip of the iceberg. No doubt in my mind. That doesn't mean there's enough here to convict him." A secretary peeks her head in, "Ms. Worthington, Mrs. Ewing is here to see you." "Oh she's early." The woman in charge of the room says while standing. "Mrs. Ewing?" "Sue Ellen Ewing. The Ewing Foundation is making a sizable donation to help us process all the rape kits we have. She came to me when she heard about the several thousand kits we were behind in processing." "So you want me to back off so you can get in good with the Ewing's." "Watch yourself Mr. Barnes. I didn't say anything of the kind about backing off. I said you need real ammunition. What you've got there are blanks and you know damn good and well." Ms. Worthington holds out her hand, "Mrs. Ewing. So nice to finally meet you. You really didn't have to come down here yourself." The two shake hands. "Please call me Sue Ellen. And yes I did. This is more than rape kits not getting processed. It's more than money that's the problem. This is how women are treated." "I agree." "I want your help to make sure that people know that here in Wayne County, women are safe. Safer here than anyplace. I want your help to scare the shit right out of any man who would harm any woman." "That's pretty clear." "There are places in this country where lots of groups of people don't feel safe. I want it clear, that here, in Detroit, the only people who shouldn't feel safe are the bad guys, the criminals, the perverts. Every group should feel like Detroit is a place they can be safe from the racist and the misogynist son of a bitches." "I couldn't agree more. Oh and this is Cliff Barnes. He's my most persuasive litigator. Cliff, this is Sue Ellen Ewing. She's the President of the Ewing Family Foundation and, if I'm not mistaken, you're on the boards of several other nonprofits." "I keep pretty busy. Nice to meet you Mr. Barnes." Sue Ellen extends her hand. They two shake. "Cliff please. Very nice to meet you as well." Sue Ellen smiles at him. Their handshake lasts a bit long. "I hope you'll help me. I want word to get around this country, you force yourself on a woman in Wayne County, you're gonna pay a very high price." "In Michigan for most of these cases we're talking about at most, fifteen years and registering on the sex offender's list." "Fifteen years for rape. That's it?" "Unless there are other circumstances." "That's absurd." "Well, I might agree, that's a legislative issue." "OK. Then I need lobbyists to ratchet that up." "And the space to put them?" "And castration." Ms. Worthington and Cliff look at each other. [/QUOTE]
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