The man with the child in his eyes

This time, I'm not talking about Michael Jackson.

I know, I know, you can't keep up. I'm writing this blog faster than you can read it - it's like when I first started, but don't worry, I'll slow down again soon.

As promised yesterday, today we will be examining the definitions of paedophilia. There may be an online-type vigilante rant, but hopefully not to the extent as happened in Southampton a few years ago. Some of you may remember that a female child-doctor had all the windows broken in her house because the mob believed that she was a 'paediatrician'.

So what's been happening is that recently we had a new guy start work. Not an altogether strange occurence, as this seems to happen all the time. Unfortunately, what did happen is that the new guy (who for legal reasons we will not call Martin) decided to inform his new colleagues that he was 'in a little bit of legal trouble'.

Personally I didn't really take any notice as this is always happening, until it came to light (and there's only one possible source of this - him) that he was being charged with the rape of a 13 year old girl.

Sick. Fucking. Bastard.

Of course, he is innocent until proven guilty, but he has discussed it with a number of members of staff - with an apparent lack of shame - with a wide range of varying reasons. Oddly, none of these have flown particularly well, and most of the people in the company want to kick the poo out of him, before waving goodbye in the courtroom so he can find out over the next couple of years exactly what she felt like.

This, whilst interesting and disgusting, surprisingly started an argument between my beloved and I. Nothing serious I hasten to add, but it made me think about various peoples takes on kiddy-molesting.

When I discussed it with Emilie, I felt sure that she would have the same feeling as me about it. I feel that yes, he is innocent until proven guilty, but I can't help looking at the guy and thinking 'You filthy little bastard' every time. You see, his story is that he had had a few drinks at a party and this girl got into bed with him. He thought it was his girlfriend, so he proceeded to - well I don't want to say that, you get the idea. Just where exactly was his girlfriend while this was going on?

Anyway, Emilie pointed out to me that there are a lot of young girls out there who like this sort of thing and won't take no for an answer. Personally, I never met any of these girls when I was younger, unfortunately (or possibly fortunately). The thing is I can't envision a 13 year old girl who would be stronger than a 30 year old man (yup) so that he couldn't stop her. And just how the hell do you mistake someone for your girlfriend? Sounds all too suspicious to me.

However, Emilie also mentioned to me about someone she works with (a woman) who has a 14 year old daughter. Apparently this girl is seeing a 29 year old guy, and the parents happily allow them to have sex in their house! I mean what the hell is that about???? There is a law for a reason - to protect minors - and suddenly parents are allowing it to happen? I have met this girl - and she was pretty shy and reserved and it just stinks far to much for me to consider.

When we have a little girl, she's not allowed out the house until she's 18. No, 21. I know how guys think. I'll let you know what happens at work as soon as I find out.