Author: Joelle Casteix

  • A Parenting Revelation: It’s Time To Stop Punishing Tattletales

    Here’s a parenting question: Do you know what we can do right now to empower our kids, help prevent sexual abuse, hinder bullies, put criminals behind bars and foster corporate and organizational transparency?

    The Answer: We have to stop punishing our tattletales.

    A Little Background

    I spend most of my afternoons watching the neighborhood kids play in the common area of our condominium complex. My son is only four years old, and like most four-year-olds, he shouldn’t be allowed to play in an open area without at least one adult there to supervise him. I don’t manage his play or boss him around – I’m just there to make sure he doesn’t try to teach the cat to ride a skateboard or climb the tree with pencil-thin branches. Basically, my job is to monitor.

    Enter: The Tattletale. Every day, at least once, one of the kids (ages 3-12) comes up to me and tattles on my son or one of the other kids: “He called me a name.” “She won’t share.” “He’s crying.” “They were hitting.” The kids tell me because they need my help to solve a problem. It is my job as a parent and an adult to get to the root of the problem, so the kids get back to the business of playing.

    What makes me different from many other parents?  I refuse to punish the messenger.  I simply can’t shame a child for coming to me and reporting wrongdoing. I thank them for trusting me enough to tell me the truth and reporting bad behavior.

    These kids – the tattlers – aren’t lying. They aren’t “setting up” their peers. They just want to play and they don’t want naughty behavior to ruin it. Kids just want their peers to know that everyone needs to be nice, behave in a positive manner, and cooperate. These kids – the tattlers – are setting the bar, and setting it high. And they are being transparent about it.

    It goes against everything I believe to tell a tattler, “Both of you are in trouble:  Little Johnny for hitting and little Sally for telling.”

    Why?  Because when we punish tattletales, we are teaching our children to turn a blind eye to wrongdoing.  We are teaching them that reporting wrongdoing is just as bad as committing the crime.

    In fact, I don’t call it tattling anymore.  I call it “mandatory reporting.”

    Tattling Isn’t Bad

    I have asked a couple of adults I know why they punish their tattletales.  I make sure to stress that the tattletale is telling the truth and just wants to report behavior that is wrong.  Their response: “Because tattling is wrong.  No one likes a tattletale.”

    So the rationale becomes: if you report wrongdoing, no one will like you.

    Is that what we want our kids to take into adulthood?

    In fact, I know firsthand that the opposite is true.  When my son plays with the local “mandatory reporter,” everyone plays nicely because they know that bad behavior will be punished.  There are no secrets and no ultimatums (“Do as I say or I’ll tell”) because if there is bad behavior, someone is going to tell an adult.  Period.  No bargaining allowed.

    Even better, the mandatory reporter in our neighborhood is spunky, funny, popular and nice.  She’s a good, smart, moral kid who can talk easily to children and adults.  Everyone likes her.  Especially me.

    And I don’t think she should be punished for letting me know that I need to intervene. That’s why I am there.  It’s my job to help the kids.

    Transparency Protects Kids

    For those of you who don’t know me, I am an advocate and activist for adults who were sexually abused as children.  In addition, I help train parents and teachers on recognizing sings of abuse, reporting abuse, and raising empowered children who are less likely to be abused.  I am also a victim of childhood sexual abuse, and I can’t sit idly and let what happened to me happen to another child.  A huge part of my job is telling people that we need to raise our children in a world of no secrets.

    Childhood sexual abuse, bullying, and other crimes that plague our children thrive in secrecy. They thrive in a world where kids are scared to talk to an adult.  They thrive in a world where “tattletales” are punished.  Predators thrive because we were programmed as children to believe that tattling is wrong, even though we don’t rationally know why. The sex abuse crisis in the Catholic Church is a perfect example.

    If we tell our kids not to tattle on their peers, how are they able to differentiate one, two or five years later when they learn that a friend is being sexually abused? Or they see a peer beating up another child? Or they know a child who is responsible for cyber-bullying a classmate? Is that tattling, too? How do they know the difference? It’s simple: They don’t.

    Bullies know that they can threaten kids into silence by saying, “You’ll just get in trouble for telling on me.” Remember, a 13- or 14-year-old does not have adult powers of reason. To a child or teen, “telling on” someone– no matter the crime – is tattling.

    Parents may argue, “Well, my kid knows the difference and would tell me.” But I disagree. If you punish your child for tattling on the 5-year-old neighbor kid who hit his friend, you’ve already laid the groundwork. You’ve told your child that turning a blind eye to wrongdoing is more admirable than transparency.  You’re telling your child that if she reports abuse – whether she was a victim or a witness – she will be punished.

    As a part of my job, I give presentations all over the country about protecting kids. Almost every time, a teen or young adult approaches me and says, “I have friends who were abused, but I couldn’t tell anyone, because I didn’t want to tattle.”

    Think it stops there?  Think again. One of the toughest parts of my job is convincing mandatory reporters that they have to report SUSPECTED abuse. Mandatory reporters stay silent because are afraid that they will get punished or that they may get an innocent person into trouble. What I have to stress is that the system of reporting SUSPECTED abuse understands that it’s just SUSPECTED … and they need to report, even if an investigation proves that their suspicions were wrong. I am lucky to get people to report when they witnessed abuse … or when they discover child abuse images (child porn) … or when a child tells them they are being hurt.

    The ramifications of our reticence to report crimes are widespread. Why do you think we have to have “whistleblower protection” laws to make sure that people who report wrongdoing aren’t subject to retaliation?

    Add to that the myriad of problems in politics, unions, clubs, communities, and other organizations/movements/beliefs.  People witness crimes in these arenas all of the time, yet they are scared to report even if they are victimized or witnessed the crime.  Why?  They grew up being taught that it’s wrong to tattle on their friends.

    If you need anymore proof, look at your saving account or the value of your home.  We ended up with a banking scandal because people believed “it was not my place” to report the crimes of their co-workers.  We ended up with widespread mortgage fraud because thousands of people said nothing because they were taught that silence was more admirable than protecting the innocent.

    It’s really not that much of a stretch.

     

  • The Plague on Both Your Houses, Boehner and Pelosi

    I don’t really like talking politics.  But today, it’s all about politics.

    Roll Call reported last week that Nancy Pelosi and John Boehner had agreed upon a new House Chaplain: a Jesuit priest from the Oregon Province of the Society of Jesus (Oregon Jesuits), Fr. Patrick Conroy. Victims were outraged. Why? In March, the Oregon Jesuits settled more than 500 cases of child sexual abuse for $166 million. In 2007, the same order was forced to pay $50 million to 110 other victims. Most of the victims were Alaska Native children, from poor villages with no running water, no access to support and services, and no escape from predators. In fact, the Oregon Jesuits’ own documents show that they intentionally “dumped” perpetrator priests in these villages where the kids were less likely to report abuse.

    Apparently, it took Boehner and Pelosi some time to catch up on the news. Roll Call reported today that Pelosi is claiming “John didn’t tell me” and Boehner is saying, “But he’s a good guy.”

    Here is where they are BOTH terribly wrong:

    • Pelosi’s people read the papers, the internet and the news feeds. The Jesuit settlement was the top story when it was announced … in MARCH. This is not old news. She just thought that no one would care and that the national media would not catch on.  That’s where she messed up.
    • Boehner made his fatal error by claiming that simply because Fr. Conroy is an Oregon Jesuit, it does not mean that he’s tainted by the scandal. Sure, Fr. Conroy may be a really nice guy. He may not have abused a child, but also he didn’t call the cops when he should have. Here’s another take:  if Fr. Conroy had worked for ACORN, do you think that Mr. Boehner would be so forgiving? Not so much. Yes, ACORN broke the law, but I am pretty sure their employees didn’t molest more than 600 kids and then cover it up.

    What can these two do to make it better? Where do I begin?

    1. They can do what our national politicians have refused to do: Meet with, embrace and speak out for the victims of sexual abuse in the Catholic Church, instead of continuing to meet publicly with the same bishops and cardinals who have covered up abuse,
    2. They can sit down and go through the tens of thousands of pages of documents (examples here or here or here or here or here … I could go on) that prove the abuse and cover-up,
    3. They can look at the numbers and the documents to see how the Catholic Church intentionally dumped criminals in our communities.  Then, Church officials relied on our government social services programs and taxpayer dollars to pay for the care of the victims, while they were busy covering up crimes. You want to talk about “taking advantage of the system?” Then look no further than your local bishop, and
    4. They can rescind the nomination of Fr. Conroy. Immediately.

    Finally, they can see, firsthand, that something needs to be done.

    I think everyone can agree upon that.

  • The California Clergy Sex Abuse Powder Keg

    The California Bishops Conference thought “it” was all over in 2007 …

    The Golden State, chiefly forgotten since the 2007 $660 million settlement against the Archdiocese of Los Angeles, has been overshadowed lately by a devastating grand jury report in Philadelphia, large civil child sex abuse settlements in Delaware and the Pacific Northwest, and the international scandal sweeping Europe and Australia.  The thousands of pages of clergy sex abuse and cover-up documents that victims were promised as a part of the 2007 LA Archdiocese settlement have been languishing in legal limbo.

    But slowly and quietly, the scandal in California is heating up again.  In the past few months alone, California courts have witnessed criminal convictions, on-going and upcoming civil sex abuse trials, and yes, the continued cover-up.

    California is a clergy sex abuse powder keg ready to explode.

    Unmonitored Predators Roaming Free

    Last month, an Associated Press investigation, which started with a few of the legal documents available from the Los Angeles Archdiocese 2007 litigation, found:

    …nearly 50 former priests and religious brothers from the LA archdiocese who live and work in 37 towns and cities across California, unsupervised by law enforcement or the church.

    Another 15 are scattered in cities and towns from Montana to New York, while 80 more cannot be located despite an exhaustive search by attorneys representing those who have sued them for abuse.

    But that is just the beginning.

    Criminal Convictions – One South, One North

    In the first two weeks of May 2011, two California priests were criminally convicted on charges of child sex abuse.  In San Bernardino (in Southern California’s Inland Empire), Fr. Alejandro (Alex) Castillo pled guilty to lewd conduct with a boy under 14.  The crimes took place in 2008.  The priest, who denied the allegations until the plea deal was announced, collected more than $20,000 from his friends and supporters to pay his bail in October 2010.  The “Coalition to Exonerate Fr. Alex” has been quiet since the plea agreement was reached. Sentencing is scheduled for June 2011.

    Castillo had a long career in Los Angeles, Sacramento and San Bernardino.  Because he avoided a trial, Castillo’s past and any cover-up will remain secret unless other victims come forward or a civil suit is filed.

    On May 5, 2011 in Northern California’s Monterey County, Fr. Antonio Cortes was sentenced to a year in jail for molesting a boy in 2009.  According to press reports, the Diocese of Monterey is paying the priest $2500/month in living expenses.

    Northern California: Wine, Agriculture, and a Whole Lotta Cover-up

    The Diocese of Monterey has other problems.  Fr. Edward Fitz-Henry, a priest originally from Ireland, has been accused of sexual abuse by two children, 20 years apart.   Police are investigating the second report.  The discrepancies begin with the accounts of what diocese officials knew about Fitz-Henry, when they knew it, and whether or not they did anything about it.  According to the church’s own reports, Fitz-Henry was sent to treatment for sex abusers after the first allegations surfaced, but the bishop allowed him to remain in ministry.  All the while, Monterey’s Bishop Garcia told parishioners that no priest credibly accused of abuse is allowed to work in the diocese. A civil suit has been filed.

    In the Diocese of Stockton, Fr. Leo Suarez was removed from ministry in 2010 when he admitted in 2009 he had sexually abused a girl in 1991.  The diocese claims that they have no idea where Suarez is now and that he will not be allowed to work as a priest.

    But just like Monterey, Stockton’s troubles are only starting.  A judge has ruled that there is enough evidence for a civil sex abuse trial to proceed against popular priest Fr. Michael Kelly and the Diocese.  Although there is enough evidence for a civil child sex abuse trial, Bishop Stephen Blaire thinks that there is not enough evidence to put the priest on leave.  Kelly is still the pastor of St. Joachim’s Parish in Lockeford.

    A few miles away in Fresno, Fr. Eric Swearingen is still working as a priest, even after a jury found 9-3 that he had sexually abused a boy.   The victim said that he would settle for $1 if the diocese would simply remove Swearingen from the priesthood.  The trial ended in a mistrial, because jurors could not decide if the Diocese of Fresno was liable for Swearingen’s behavior. Bishop John Steinbock decided that the jury had it wrong and let the priest keep his job.   Steinbock passed away in 2010.

    Head down south, and it doesn’t get any better.

    Sun, Sand and Abuse in Southern California

    In the Archdiocese of Los Angeles, Martin O’Loghlen, a priest who admitted in the mid-1990s to sexually abusing a teenage girl and to being a sex addict, was only removed as a priest at Holy Name Parish and school in San Dimas when the New York Times called and asked questions.  The Times also found out that O’Loghlen served on the Sex Abuse Advisory Board for the Archdiocese while he was being sued for child sex abuse (a case that eventually settled) and after he had admitted the crimes.

    The Archdiocese claimed ignorance and clerical errors, and “fired” the vicar for clergy. Unfortunately, their claims of ignorance don’t hold water: the Archdiocese had participated in the sex abuse lawsuit, the victim had been trying for years to get O’Loghlen removed, officials had full knowledge and documentation of the abuse and they even listed O’Loughen as an accused priest in their “Report to the People of God.”

    In Orange County, civil child sex abuse trials are scheduled in July 2011 against Fr. Alexander Manville and admitted serial predator Fr. Gus Krumm, two Franciscan priests.  Krumm worked at Saints Simon and Jude Parish in the Diocese of Orange for 10 years, even though he had been implicated in a report about sexual abuse at St. Anthony Seminary in 1993. Orange Diocese officials kept Krumm in ministry for years after learning of a subsequent sex abuse settlement with one of Krumm’s victims.  Krumm later admitted the abuse.

    The Franciscans fought all the way to the California Supreme Court to keep documents about their abusive clerics secret.  They lost.  Documents outlining the misdeeds of men such as Krumm, Manville and seven others, as well as the cover-up that ensued, should be available to the public later this year.

    Former Orange County super-priest Michael Harris has two sex abuse trials scheduled for October 2011 and February 2012.  Harris, who was the long-standing principal at Mater Dei High School in Santa Ana and the founding principal of Santa Margarita High School in South Orange County has been accused of abuse by more than ten kids.  Settlements against him have cost the Diocese of Orange and Archdiocese of Los Angeles somewhere around the neighborhood $10 million.

    Civil sex abuse trials are also pending in Los Angeles against the Archdiocese and incarcerated priest predator Michael Baker (the priest who self-disclosed to Cardinal Mahony in 1986, and then went on to abuse until 2001).   Three sex abuse and cover-up cases against Baker and the Archdiocese and are scheduled to go to trial in June 2012, according to the victims’ attorneys.

    A civil sex abuse and cover-up trial is also scheduled in July 2011 against the Archdiocese and Fr. Fernando Lopez Lopez, who began abusing kids in Los Angeles soon after his arrival from Italy in 2001.  He was arrested in 2004, convicted, and later deported.

    Numerous cases are pending against Nicolas Aguilar-Rivera, a visiting Mexican priest who has been accused by at least 13 kids in the Archdiocese of Los Angeles.  He fled the country after a warrant was issued for his arrest.  These cases are relevant internationally because the victims allege that Aguilar-Rivera was protected by a Mexican Cardinal and hidden in LA.

    Did you get all of that?

    Honorable Mentions

    I did neglect some of the honorable mentions, like the two California priests – one deported and convicted in England (James Robinson) and one fighting deportation (Patrick McCabe).  Or Orange County Priest Luis Ramirez, who recently finished serving his sentence for a 2008 plea bargain for which Anaheim police and prosecutors wanted the priest a registered sex offender for life.

    And let’s not forget the big one: we are still waiting for the Los Angeles Archdiocese 2007 secret personnel files … But that’s a story for another day.

  • The Better Path to Sainthood

    Note: The following post was scheduled to be published by a major metropolitan newspaper.  Recent world events bumped it permanently.  I am okay with that.

    The beatification of Pope John Paul II upset and outraged thousands of victims of sexual abuse in the Catholic Church around the world … and rightfully so.  Media coverage, history and the church’s own documents show that John Paul II oversaw a global church that covered-up for and facilitated thousands of cases of childhood sexual abuse.  I am one of the voices of outrage.

    I am a victim of childhood sexual abuse in the Catholic Church; and since 2003, I have been a volunteer public spokesperson and survivor advocate.  It’s not a glamorous gig. My office is my kitchen table. I have suffered bed bugs and heat in Florida and sub-zero temperatures in Alaska Native Villages with no running water. I have trudged on and off of trains in Europe, sat alone in public meeting rooms in Guam, visited Native American Indian Reservations in South Dakota and have been stranded in more airports than I can count.

    What does it mean when an ordinary survivor like me can show that she has traveled father and done more to meet with the Church’s victims than the Pope? Or that I can name at least 200 of my friends and colleagues who are braver, stronger, smarter, and far more photogenic than I am — and who have done more, traveled farther and endured more than I could ever attempt?

    It means that John Paul II should not become a saint. Period.

    It’s About the Institutional Cover-Up, Stupid

    Since 2002, the world has watched as Catholic Church officials have been forced to come clean about child sexual abuse and cover-up.  Some church officials only begrudgingly turned over secret abuse files because brave victims used the tried-and-true civil justice system.  Other church officials were forced by law enforcement or required by criminal courts.  But let’s face it:  Transparency did not come voluntarily.  In fact, I cannot recall a single predator’s secret personnel file that was made public by a voluntary move on the part of a bishop.  My research has yet to find a single priest file that was voluntarily turned over – in its entirety – to law enforcement because of “church reforms.”

    In fact, most Catholic Church officials still refuse to make public a centuries-old strategy and policy of wrongdoing, abuse and cover-up.  This strategy of secrecy and abuse came right from the Vatican and it is protecting predators RIGHT NOW.  The time to condone this strategy is over.

    Exposing the sex abuse crisis in the Catholic Church is not about politics, nor is an assault on religion or faith.  It is about the institutional cover-up of abuse, abusers and evidence. The transparency and accountability we demand are components of morals, ethics and justice.  It is about the safety of children and the healing of the most vulnerable and fragile among us.  It is about adhering to the law.

    Charity and good works mean nothing when we are forced to pay for them with the lives of our children. Since the citizenry of the United States demands accountability from every other aspect of our society, it is now time to demand it from Catholic Church officials.  The American people don’t wax poetic about the career of Richard Nixon and ignore Watergate.  And we can’t do the same thing here.

    The Better Path

    Unfortunately, there is little we can do to stop John Paul II’s path to sainthood.  But there is much we can do to expose his crimes of omission and complicity, as well as the crimes of his colleagues.  We can allow victims their day in court by reforming our criminal and civil laws.  We can strengthen existing laws against predators and those who cover up for them.  We can work with Congress to ensure that we have national standards to protect children from sexual abuse. We can work to revoke the nonprofit status of ANY organization that has been shown to allow abuse, transfer abusers and cover-up crimes.  We can support victims in other countries who are also speaking out for children.  We can encourage grand juries across the United States to do what the mostly Catholic Philadelphia Grand Jury has done – investigate abuse, expose predators, and indict criminals.

    As a nation, we can refuse to allow victims of sexual abuse in the Catholic Church to be marginalized.  We can tell church officials that the survivors DO matter, whether the abuse occurred yesterday or in 1945.  As a nation, we can embrace the hurting child in every victim of childhood sexual abuse, because the pain never goes away.

    If we do these small and simple things, we will have done far more than Catholic Church officials – or Pope John Paul II – have ever done.  And we can all be on the better path to sainthood.

  • The Wet Fish Face-Slap of Fear

    People tell me that I’m brave. But I’m not. I know fear. It’s closing in quickly. And I may fold.

    There are a lot of seemingly scary things that don’t bother me at all. I have no problem speaking in front of groups. Travel is a breeze – give me a plane ticket and a six-pack of Diet Pepsi, and I’ll conquer the world. Travel alone? Go to Guam? No problem. Live in a foreign country? Easy. Come home with parasites and the mumps? No sweat. Press conference in Rome with 48 hours notice to get on a plane? A breeze.

    Having a kid? Well, that’s a story for another day. But I digress …

    The wet fish face-slap of fear is looming.

    I haven’t been sleeping well since the date was set. Usually around 4 am, I wake up with a nervous sweat (not a hot flash, thank you very much), go downstairs, get a drink of water, and worry. Nervous energy has resulted in a clean house, folded laundry, and complete reorganization of the settings for our crappy DVR.

    Why? Because I agreed to sing in a recital on August 8. And I think it’s gonna kill me.

    A little history …

    I’ve been a singer and performer for most of my life.  Not star quality, but a solid choral singer who could do the occasional musical theater lead … except in Southern California, where I am an almost-middle-aged, fishy-smelling minnow in a vast ocean of Channel-No. 5-scented, mega-talented sharks.

    My parents were not the stage parent type.  They were more like “exit door” parents, where every role I won was met with a lukewarm, “Oh. Are you sure you can pull that off?” (Thanks, Mom. Remind me to use you as a job reference. With your confidence in my abilities, I’m a shoo-in.)

    I studied opera for a short time in college, but my baggage, lack of drive, and desire to lie on the couch and watch 21 Jumpstreet pointed me towards the less labor intensive English degree at UCSB. The baggage was bad: for those of you who don’t know, the man who molested me was my choral instructor … a total buzz-kill for any future career potential as a singer. Once bitten, twice shy.

    So, I played around in community musical theater (still totally my love and where in Colorado and California I have met the most amazing people in my life), sang in a couple of choirs (this one, too, when it had a different name), and found a great teacher who has made me ten times the singer I thought I could be.

    But this? This is a whole new kettle of wet fish face-slap reality.

    W.C. Fields is looking at me and laughing. The program will include 17-year-olds with scholarships to Julliard, a couple of tweens who already have opera careers, and, knowing my luck, a standard poodle who can sing La donna e mobile in the style of Jose Carreras (You know, the “other guy” in The Three Tenors), and … me.

    My teacher keeps telling me, “Joelle, you’re mature now. You can sing things that these kids can’t. They would just sound silly.  You have experience on your side.”

    I smile and ask for a funeral dirge. She is not amused.

    So, I’ll be singing a solo and a duet (with Robin, my teacher and very good friend). In the meantime I am looking for a doctor who will give me a prescription for horse tranquilizers.

    I’m gonna need them.