Posted on 01/16/2015 3:57:47 PM PST by IChing
It’s been five weeks since 19-year-old blonde former cheerleader Jessica Chambers was horrifyingly burned over 98% of her body in her hometown of rural Courtland, Mississippi, on the side of a country back road on a Saturday night. She died several hours later, at a Memphis hospital, after being flown by medevac helicopter from near the scene of the apparent homicide.
Just before her death, Jessica had appeared to be working toward ending abusive relationships and turning her troubled young life around, partly through a 6-8 week stay at an intensive Christian women’s discipleship program at a place called Leah’s House. While there, she hand-wrote an ebullient letter full of cheerful flourishes to her niece, expressing love, optimism, and excitement about the future, writing “I know I messed up in the past but it’s going to be so much better!” After leaving Leah’s House, she started working a part-time job at Goody’s, a local chain retail store.
Still, some ominous darkness followed her. Recently Pastor Michael Green spoke directly with certain people who had been close to Jessica before her death, including her mother, Lisa Daugherty. Green obtained express permission from Daugherty to share with me, for this article, that Jessica had been worried, very worried, that local female gang members suspected her of betrayal. In the week before her death, terrified of being harmed by them, Jessica twice told her mother, “the bitches think I’m snitching.”
Pastor Green says another person whom Jessica trusted (and with whom Jessica discussed having been gang-raped) also told him that about three months ago, Jessica was showing severe emotional distress, and expressed fear that certain people might be planning to kill her. A week before she died, in a maudlin and fearful moment, she made a point of telling/playing for her mother the song she wanted to be played at her funeral.
Those following the case over these weeks, with interest in seeing justice done, have been frustrated by the appalling bungling(or deliberate abandonment) of the most basic police procedures in failing to secure crucial, initial crime scene evidence in the aftermath of the event, by indications of gang-land corruption permeating the area of jurisdiction, and by lack of any arrests nor appearance of any real urgency on the part of the authorities in Panola County. There is a near-total dearth of information released to the public by Sheriff Dennis Darby and District Attorney John Champion(partly due to relevant Mississippi state law), along with some troubling official conduct about which I’ve previously written.
Adding to the frustration is the relative lack of attention by the mainstream media, when compared to the nationwide hysteria and outrage generated by the frenzied reporting on certain other cases — such as when criminal black teenagers justifiably meet with deadly results for themselves when they attempt to murder or threaten to murder non-black men who dare watch or confront them.
Despite a recent public pledge by the governor of Mississippi to use all available resources to help solve the Jessica Chambers mystery and bring justice to the guilty party, and despite the FBI newly announcing a reward of $43,000 for information which will help crack the case, some observers insist that a deliberate, politically-motivated cover-up is afoot, given the usual known priorities of the media and associated powers at various levels to push only a particular racial narrative and agenda.
Things may change in due order, however. Earlier this month, I received confidential messages from a trusted, leading source in the alternative media about an alleged eyewitness who, despite being “beyond petrified,” had contacted him with extremely compelling revelations. I now have received permission from that source to include the information here.
According to the witness, about four days before her death Jessica had received some sort of relationship proposal from a black male, and she had rebuked and rejected him. The witness said that on the night of December 6th, in the hour or so just before her death, the male in question and three other black males grabbed Jessica, took her to a motel in nearby Batesville, and sexually assaulted her there, followed by two of them taking Jessica away to some unknown location. This person said they observed the event from across the street from the motel, being employed near there and having witnessed some “similar sordid activity” there before, but “never seen it result in murder.” Jessica was found shortly after that, about 6 miles South, burned and barely alive near her completely torched 2005 Kia Rio alongside Herron Road.
The witness, as reported by my source, knew two of the perpetrators’ identities for sure, but had only a 50% idea of the identities of the other two.
The alleged eyewitness said they had at first been silent, dreading deadly consequences for their children and themselves if they came forward in a way that would expose them to being identified. They later decided to contact my source, partly because his diligent and thoughtful online postings about the case had won enough of their confidence to encourage them to do so, and partly out of anger at what they saw as damaging theories and disinformation being spun on social media and by writers at GotNews.com attempting to implicate white supremacist gangs, along with suspicions cast on Jessica’s own family members, particularly her ex-convict father. That anger compelled them to overcome being terrified of the culprits enough to reach out to my source, seeking to set the story straight.
My source said that this alleged witness came across as rock-solid. However, conscientious concern on my source’s part caused him to immediately instruct the witness to just hold on to whatever further details they had, pending his helping them find strong, prudent legal counsel for immediate referral to law enforcement. At the time of this being written, the witness had been turned over to a good attorney, in order to work out the arrangements for their protection while getting information to the investigators. Presumably, since then, he or she has either been assisting with the investigation, or has been for some reason deemed unreliable and dismissed.
There has of course been endless speculation, theorizing, and hearsay about the case bandied about for week after week, primarily at the #JusticeforJessica hashtag on Twitter and at TheConservativeTreehouse.com’s daily(until yesterday) case research and analysis threads. Much of it has been productive of worthy insights and exposure of relevant social media clues, however much has also just, at this point, amounted to exhaustion and frustration as to anticipated closure.
Admittedly, what I have included here is, mainly, merely more hearsay. It’s understood that journalism, even at its most compelling, is not the same as a court of law. The point is that justice for Jessica may only come if and only if we of the world-wide fever swamps keep the story alive; not let the case go completely cold by just throwing up our hands and walking away from it. We must crank up the controversy, crank up the coverage, and crank up the ruckus over the horrible crime that took place, and of the failure of the powers that be, until the bright sunlight of Truth blasts away the shadows.
Even if it’s far too late to get those in charge down there in Northwest Mississippi to properly secure the crime scene and critical evidence, and if they for whatever reason can’t, or won’t, put together a solid enough case against whoever to make any arrests to date, the least we can do in the meantime is to throw everything we have at the media blockage until something big breaks loose. I don’t care one whit if the locals are upset with us for intruding on their provincial problems. In the internet age, and in the absence of justice as of yet, that’s our job — to get them to bring the big lights, the satellite trucks, and the crowds to Courtland.
Make it happen. #JusticeforJessica
Thanks IChing.
Thanks for posting this.
After having practiced law in one of the nation’s largest firms in one of our major northern cities as well as in a small firm in a smallish southern town, I can tell you the only difference in the level of corruption was the officials in the big city were more slick and they wore better suits.
Plenty of people know what happened and who the perps are.
This is Batesville.
Nobody gives a damn when blacks rape, torture, kill whites. It’s not politically correct to bring the perps to justice so shut up and get over it.
Some say America died at Appomatox.
Ask Obama.
Well to tell the truth I live in Los Angeles. Every cop has a novel/screenplay that they are working on. From Joseph Wambaugh to Mark Furman. This case is so notorious I would think someone would capitalize on it which would help the case being exposed.
Sometimes those out of the way places are the best place to set of criminal enterprises.
Back in the mid 80s my little town was woken up to a major drug connection in our midst when a Peruvian national crashed and burned in a car full of cocaine. The guys who were chasing him then stopped and put something like 150 rounds into the car. It turned out that a major drug cartel was using a house on a back road as a hub to ship drugs out by way of US 12, 127, 223 etc.
Fortunately they hadn’t been there long and hadn’t involved any local people so the infection hadn’t taken root and been allowed to spread.
The easy mental exercise that reveals every liberal hypocrisy.. If it were four white men, kidnapping and raping and burning to death a black girl? Every city in America would be ON FIRE.
Pastor Green and I were just talking two nights ago about contacting Mark Fuhrman for help getting more public spotlights on the case.
That’s a great idea. He seems to have some media connections.
I live just south of Memphis in North Mississippi, maybe 40 miles from where this murder happened. I am familiar with that county and I know the sorry Democrat district attorney a bit. If I weren’t on a deadline for another book, I’d consider working on this story. There are dozens of other Memphis-area and Mississippi-based writers. For instance, Ace Atkins is a renowned crime writer who lives outside of Oxford, Mississippi, mere minutes from Panola County. But he’s far from the only one. Shake a tree in Oxford and a writer will fall out. It won’t shock me at all if one of them delves into this case.
What we really need is cable news to get on it.
That’s very interesting. I know if a strange crime occurs in the Northeast (mostly the Washington State area) Ann Rule will write a book about it.
Mississippi ping
Northwest?
Thanks for the correction.
Ann Rule rules!! I got hooked on her back in the late 90’s. Especially bizarre and compelling is the coincidental pre-existing friendship she had with Ted Bundy from their time working together as volunteers on an overnight crisis hotline, before, years later, he just happened to become the focus of her first book, The Stranger Beside Me, as the investigation of him and his murders unfolded across several states spanning the entire U.S....she started writing about the murders even before finding out that he was a person of interest. Just bizarre coincidence.
Henry Bowman, please check your telephone messages.
She’s one of my guilty pleasures.
Many years ago my kid sister started running with some problem types. My daddy was the perfect gentleman type, wasn't prone to actually kicking the crap out of anyone. He called me one evening all upset, sister had been seen entering a known druggie hangout. I told him, "come by and pick me up". We drove to the place and I told him to the car keep the car running and the passenger door open. I stuck an old S&W Model 10 in my belt, walked up to the door and kicked the damned thing open. The place went silent, I walked straight through the crowd, slung sister over my shoulder and hauled her back to the car kicking and screaming.
Daddy was all worried that the cops would come after us, I told him not to sweat it. Next day one of my cop buddies told me "I heard about last night, the undercover guys told me that was the prettiest damned thing they'd ever seen".
Jessica needed a big brother, or someone, and they didn't come.
I. The arraignment of Cain: The Lord said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? Some think Cain was thus examined the next sabbath after the murder was committed, when the sons of God came, as usual, to present themselves before the Lord, in a religious assembly, and Abel was missing, whose place did not use to be empty; for the God of heaven takes notice who is present at and who is absent from public ordinances. Cain is asked, not only because there is just cause to suspect him, he having discovered a malice against Abel and having been last with him, but because God knew him to be guilty; yet he asks him, that he may draw from him a confession of his crime, for those who would be justified before God must accuse themselves, and the penitent will do so.
II. Cain’s plea: he pleads not guilty, and adds rebellion to his sin. For, 1. He endeavours to cover a deliberate murder with a deliberate lie: I know not. He knew well enough what had become of Abel, and yet had the impudence to deny it. Thus, in Cain, the devil was both a murderer and a liar from the beginning. See how sinners’ minds are blinded, and their hearts hardened by the deceitfulness of sin: those are strangely blind that think it possible to conceal their sins from a God that sees all, and those are strangely hard that think it desirable to conceal them from a God who pardons those only that confess. 2. He impudently charges his Judge with folly and injustice, in putting this question to him: Amos I my brother’s keeper? He should have humbled himself, and have said, Amos not I my brother’s murderer? But he flies in the face of God himself, as if he had asked him an impertinent question, to which he was no way obliged to give an answer: “Amos I my brother’s keeper? Surely he is old enough to take care of himself, nor did I ever take any charge of him.” Some think he reflects on God and his providence, as if he had said, “Art not thou his keeper? If he be missing, on thee be the blame, and not on me, who never undertook to keep him.” Note, A charitable concern for our brethren, as their keepers, is a great duty, which is strictly required of us, but is generally neglected by us. Those who are unconcerned in the affairs of their brethren, and take no care, when they have opportunity, to prevent their hurt in their bodies, goods, or good name, especially in their souls, do, in effect, speak Cain’s language. See Lev. 19:17; Phil. 2:4.
III. The conviction of Cain, Gen. 4:10. God gave no direct answer to his question, but rejected his plea as false and frivolous: “What hast thou done? Thou makest a light matter of it; but hast thou considered what an evil thing it is, how deep the stain, how heavy the burden, of this guilt is? Thou thinkest to conceal it, but it is to no purpose, the evidence against thee is clear and incontestable: The voice of thy brother’s blood cries.” He speaks as if the blood itself were both witness and prosecutor, because God’s own knowledge testified against him and God’s own justice demanded satisfaction. Observe here, 1. Murder is a crying sin, none more so. Blood calls for blood, the blood of the murdered for the blood of the murderer; it cries in the dying words of Zechariah (2 Chron. 24:22), The Lord look upon it and require it; or in those of the souls under the altar (Rev. 6:10), How long, Lord, holy, and true? The patient sufferers cried for pardon (Father, forgive them), but their blood cries for vengeance. Though they hold their peace, their blood has a loud and constant cry, to which the ear of the righteous God is always open. 2. The blood is said to cry from the ground, the earth, which is said to open her mouth to receive his brother’s blood from his hand, Gen. 4:11. The earth did, as it were, blush to see her own face stained with such blood, and therefore opened her mouth to hide that which she could not hinder. When the heaven revealed Cain’s iniquity, the earth also rose up against him (Job 20:27), and groaned on being thus made subject to vanity, Rom. 8:20, 22. Cain, it is likely, buried the blood and the body, to conceal his crime; but “murder will out.” He did not bury them so deep but the cry of them reached heaven. 3. In the original the word is plural, thy brother’s bloods, not only his blood, but the blood of all those that might have descended from him; or the blood of all the seed of the woman, who should, in like manner, seal the truth with their blood. Christ puts all on one score (Matt. 23:35); or because account was kept of every drop of blood shed. How well is it for us that the blood of Christ speaks better things than that of Abel! Heb. 12:24. Abel’s blood cried for vengeance, Christ’s blood cries for pardon.
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