‘Colombian man castrates himself to avoid cheating on wife’
By MITCH STACY (AP) –
BARTOW, Fla. — James Bain used a cell phone for the first time Thursday, calling his elderly mother to tell her he had been freed after 35 years behind bars for a crime he did not commit.
Mobile devices didn’t exist in 1974, the year he was sentenced to life in prison for kidnapping a 9-year-old boy and raping him in a nearby field.
Neither did the sophisticated DNA testing that officials more recently used to determine he could not have been the rapist.
”Nothing can replace the years Jamie has lost,” said Seth Miller, a lawyer for the Florida Innocence Project, which helped Bain win freedom. “Today is a day of renewal.”
Bain spent more time in prison than any of the 246 inmates previously exonerated by DNA evidence nationwide, according to the project. The longest-serving before him was James Lee Woodard of Dallas, who was released last year after spending more than 27 years in prison for a murder he did not commit.
As Bain walked out of the Polk County courthouse Thursday, wearing a black T-shirt that said “not guilty,” he spoke of his deep faith and said he does not harbor any anger.
”No, I’m not angry,” he said. “Because I’ve got God.”
The 54-year-old said he looks forward to eating fried turkey and drinking Dr Pepper. He said he also hopes to go back to school.
Friends and family surrounded him as he left the courthouse after Judge James Yancey ordered him freed. His 77-year-old mother, who is in poor health, preferred to wait for him at home. With a broad smile, he said he looks forward to spending time with her and the rest of his family.
”That’s the most important thing in my life right now, besides God,” he said.
Truth in 140: ‘Maybe if you got with a mature woman instead of just the one who had the fattest ass, you wouldn’t be going thru the drama!’December 18, 2009 at 12:19 PM | Posted in Higher Definition, Just Pinks, Truth in 140 | 4 Comments
I have a friend named Pinks. She’s very near and dear to my heart. She will correct your grammar, curse you out and then seals the deal with a warm smile and a hug. Pinks routinely posts her raw honesty on twitter and I decided it would behoove the masses to collect and display her thoughts for the upward and forward progression of mankind. You’re welcome.
Editor’s Note: This particular soap box episode was sparked following a tweet-scussion of the tragic death of Cincinnati Bengals receiver Chris Henry. His death, after falling out of the back of a pickup truck during what police said was a domestic dispute with his fiancee. Pinks got a fire in her belly after some twitterers blamed the death on Henry’s fiance, calling her “crazy.”
OK maybe I’m not done. Black men, STOP claiming that ALL Black women are one way and all we do is curse and argue and fight
Maybe if you got with a mature woman instead of just the one who had the fattest ass, you wouldn’t be going thru the drama!
Stop filling women’s heads with lies and telling em you’re gonna do right by them when you know you’re not worth her time or heartache
i’m tired of men painting us all in one stroke with the same brush, same color, same everything.
a woman can be supportive of you and independent at the same damn time! y she gotta play a dummy to stroke your fragile ass ego?
stop chasing hoodrats whose only assets are their asses and START looking for a woman you can grow with
stop fucking women raw because it feels good, then bouncing when she gets pregnant..that makes you a cunt
and women, stop falling for a dude because he buys you Louie V, Gucci and shit..if you let him pay for/buy the pussy, you’re a whore
stop trying to change these men who obviously weren’t about shit when you met them; you’ll end up pregnant, burning or ALONE..maybe all 3
get your head out of your ass and learn to set thine own house in order before giving your precious life to an asshat
I was guilty of staying with a jackass for 4 yrs bc i didn’t love myself enough to leave..I wisened up and never looked back!
we all falter, we all make mistakes, but if you keep running into the same types of bad men/women YOU’RE the one who needs to make a change!
Yea I’m going in, but so what..some of y’all play fucking dumb then cry when you get treated like an idiot
that’s why it’s our job to teach our brothers, sons, cousins, nephews WHOMEVER, the right way from NOW!
and for you men thinking I’m male-bashing..save the shit. If nothing I’ve said applies to you, forward my tweets to someone who can use em
Trust me, I know the difference between a quality man and a sack of shit, because I’ve been with both
it took me going to the depths of self-destruction and lack of self-love to see that i deserved better
I knew what I wanted and who I wanted to be, and that’s who I became. I’m not perfect, but I know how to love and how to be loved.
I know that I will never understand what it is to be a man, but I can make his burden a little less heavy. His struggle is OUR struggle
Submission to a man isn’t a bad thing when you submit your heart into his hands knowing he will not forsake you.
The trick, ladies, is giving your all to a man who deserves it. Don’t blame him for previous cats and don’t expect him to be perfect.
Get to know him and decide if he’s worthy of your love. If he is, pour all of it on him, and let him love you back!
Don’t block your blessing because of jerks in your past…they’re there for a reason. *stepping off soapbox*
Just. Love. It.
…”I receive this honor with deep gratitude and great humility. It is an award that speaks to our highest aspirations – that for all the cruelty and hardship of our world, we are not mere prisoners of fate. Our actions matter, and can bend history in the direction of justice…”
I’m 23. I’m young. All my co-workers call me a kid. They have kids older than me. Some of their hairstyles are older than me. I’m fine with that. Like my co-worker, Dino said, stay a kid as long as possible. Goo goo ga ga. I have no qualms about my youth. I love it. I revel in it. I’m not going to waste it.
I am also single. I’m single and I like it. My mother encourages me to stay this way. My father’s ecstatic at this choice. I don’t think I have to “explain” why I’m single. It’s not a condition, it’s not a sickness. My declaration of that choice shouldn’t be met with a head tilted look of pity and a drawn out “AwwWWWwwwwww.” Save it d-bag.
Is it a requirement to have a significant other? Frankly, I’m way more happy flying solo. I come and go as I please. I don’t have to report to anyone. I don’t have to invite “him” to the movie I would rather see by myself. And if my room is messy, the only person that sees it is me.
I don’t need another commitment in my life at this point. I’m post grad. I’m still coming to terms that my first born is indebted to Sallie Mae. I’m almost a year into my career and my time and energy is better suited for avoiding office gossip, plotting my moves for world domination, gallivanting about town in that ca-yute dress, trading clothes with my hot mother, BBM-ing and tweeting the hell out of my friends, eating raw cookie dough, and frequent early car discussions on the plight and resolutions of minorities in America. Thanks Daddy!
I don’t feel the pressure to get a boyfriend. Much less getting married. Sure I date. I date a lot. @Tdotcarter1 calls me “United Nations” I like ‘em all. However, I don’t feel compelled to be in a relationship. There’s absolutely nothing appealing about it. It comes with obligations that I’d just rather not have. Especially in the midst of giving one liver to Sallie Mae and my right lung to my progressing career. I have priorities that take precedent over “brunch with the boy.” It’ll infringe on my raw cooking dough eating or on any one or combination of the aforementioned joys of my life.
I get annoyed easily. My best friend does too. She gets me. The rest of my friends get me. My family gets me, and I get all the love, understading and abuse I can handle from these people. An ole ball and chain is excessive. I don’t have the patience to help a man “get me.” I’m not ready for that. Hell HE’S not ready for that.
What I am NOT ready for is this marriage psycho babble I keep hearing from my own friends and followers. Why do women feel so much pressure to get married as soon as they reach legal drinking age? From what I see, men get married in their 30’s 40’s 50’s or never. And ask them if they give two hells about it. Why has this stigma of being old maid scared women shitless into a bedlam to wed when men can simply be a “bachelor” their whole lives? Give me a break. It’s enough already. Women, live your life, happily and completely and forget about timing. If you so happen to find your mate at 25, well, rock on with your bad self. I support it. But what’s wrong with getting married older?
I know, I know, childbirth has more complications after age 35. That’s a weak argument. Women have children well into their 40’s these days. Ok, so you don’t want to be “old” while raising kids. Another weak argument. If you take your health seriously, it doesn’t matter if you’re 60 at Johnny’s high school graduation. So then what are the reasons women feel they want or must be married by their late 20’s? I have yet to hear a good one. Well I guess if you’re aspiring career is “housewife.” You win.
I support living one’s life and doing what you want and being selfish until you are ready to make that commitment to a husband and then eventually kids. Personally, I want to flourish in my career, open a couple businesses, help some people, get an ice cream flavor named after me and travel the world before I get a ring put on it. I’m having way too much fun right now. Errrr not that you can’t have fun with a husband…:blink blink:
If you are not whole before you become one with another individual…guess what, you will still be incomplete and for those that are complete and are on the desperate search for “the one.” Please stop. It’s pathetic. I’m sorry, this is my opinion. Haste makes waste. #yougottachill. There shouldn’t be a deadline on forever. Yes, marriage is forever.
Marriage is a life-long commitment and I think a lot of people forget that. Marriage is with another person. You are responsible for another human being’s heart. That’s a colossal responsibility, with negative and positive ramifications depending on you handle that responsibility. I’m not there yet. I still say goo-goo ga ga.
Sir Richard Branson does it again: ‘Richard Branson joins the space race’
Any person of color could have told you that one. We live it everyday. They can also tell you that they get followed around while at stores and get a side-eye when they’re the only color in a room or at a conference or at a… But the post-Obama America inserts fingers into ears and says racism is gone because hey look, we chose the black guy! The “race card” isn’t an excuse, it is a reality for those who are striving to transcend racial boundaries and inequities. And even for the everyday “Jamal.” So education can’t even be the “great equalizer.” Something’s gotta give.
From nytimes.com: In Job Hunt, College Degree Can’t Close Racial Gap
Just askin’… Is it worth it in the end?
I have had enough. Next.