The case of the
WEST MEMPHIS THREE
proved to be a black hole for moral principals at all levels
of criminal investigation and due process within our criminal justice
system.
May 5th, 1993, West Memphis,
Arkansas: Three 8-year-old boys were brutally murdered. Their
bodies were submerged in a shallow, muddy creek running through a
wooded area near two interstate highways. The names of those whose
lives were so tragically cut short were Stevie Branch,
Christopher Byers, and Michael Moore. This crime embodied
the absolute apex of our fears. What could be worse than a
senseless attack on innocent children?
Any readers choosing to dig deeper into this case might begin with the book that got me started.
Devil’s Knot-The True Story of the West Memphis Three, by the award-winning author, Mara Leveritt. Another book is
Blood of Innocents, by Guy Reel. You may want to view the HBO trilogy of documentaries,
Paradise Lost-The Child Murders at Robin Hood Hills, followed by,
Revelations: Paradise Lost 2, and much more recently
Paradise Lost 3: Purgatory. CBS presented their assessment of the story,
48 Hours: A Cry for Innocence. Another valuable source of information is the legal defense website:
http://www.wm3.org/
The principal purpose of the article I have
written here is to illuminate the outrageous foolishness of the
investigative process that occurred after the May 5th, 1993
tragedy. Three teenagers were ultimately imprisoned for a triple
homicide that they CLEARLY did not commit.
Anyone familiar with the West Memphis Three
case will agree that, in the early 1990’s, the community of
West Memphis, Arkansas was unnecessarily preoccupied with a
perceived threat associated with a local satanic cult. Please
be advised, .......THERE WAS NO CULT.
The satanic cow dung panic was initiated and
choreographed by a leader within the Crittenden County
Juvenile Probation Office. This man—the town's self-appointed
'Anti-Satan Czar'—leapt into action as soon as he learned of the
heinous crime against the three defenseless boys. Anyone in the
community who was willing to stop for a moment and listen—especially
the local law enforcement officials—were informed by the Czar that the
triple homicide could not possibly be the result of anything other than
witches and cult-related human sacrifices. The Czar even jotted down a
list of ‘local cult-members’ as a reference for the police. This
obviously disturbed man GUARANTEED that the police
investigation would lead to the imprisonment of juveniles on
his list. Have you ever heard of a
SELF FULFILLING PROPHECY?
As law enforcement officials
insisted that they were NOT centering their efforts, based exclusively
on the Czar's irrational hallucinations, ....that was
PRECISELY what they did. As the police claimed objectivity, vital
details of the case circumstances—many of them inaccurate—were
promptly leaked to the media and the public at large. The
triple homicide was the 555th local police case of 1993,
earning the case number 93-05-0555. Mysteriously, the case number
was somehow transformed into 93-05-0666. Regardless
of denials to the contrary, case numbers simply do not
change by themselves. Trust me on this one, .....I once worked
for a Midwestern state police force.
During the weeks that followed the homicides,
the small community was gripped by an escalating atmosphere
of hysteria. This was fueled by a general consensus that
satanic killers were prowling throughout the local region.
Again, .....THERE NEVER WAS A CULT.
Two hours after the three boys were
reported missing, the first opportunity for a breakthrough developed in
the case. A call to the police dispatch center came from
workers at a local Bojangles restaurant just a short
distance from where the three 8-year-old boys were last seen. A
black man, reportedly covered in blood and mud, was found in
the women’s restroom, attempting to clean himself up. The
man, clearly in a state of disorientation, had defecated on
himself, as well as on the floor. He left the restaurant
before the police arrived.
The following day, after the bodies were
discovered in the nearby woods, the Bojangles manager badgered the
police until they agreed to a follow-up visit at the
restaurant. The follow-up investigation revealed that
remnants of bloodstains were indeed present in the restroom.
Various samples were collected as evidence to be analyzed by
the crime lab. Defying logic, none of the collected samples
ever made it to the crime lab. Instead, Detective Bryn Ridge
later testified that this potentially crucial evidence had
been lost.
It is important to note that a hair,
identified as originating from an African American, was later
recovered from a sheet used by the perpetrator to wrap the
body of one of the murdered boys. We will never know if there
was a connection between the negroid hair and the African American man
at the restaurant. But of course one major flaw in pursuing
this coincidental appearance of a demented man at the restaurant, ....on
the night of the homicides. The man was NOT listed on the Anti-Satan
Czar's List of local teenage misfits. The first opportunity of a case
breakthrough was LOST. Nice work guys!
The West Memphis Police mysteriously declined
all offers of assistance from the Arkansas State Police. To
this day, no reasonable explanation has justified this
decision to rebuff the vastly superior investigative resources
available from the state agency. Consequently, during the first month
after the homicides, the investigation rapidly deteriorated
into a chaotic mess. Beyond a month after the crime, the
principals studying the case had yet to receive a single
autopsy report from the medical examiner.
Typical of most high-profile criminal
investigations, one principal inspector emerges to spearhead the
historic crusade toward truth and justice for the victims. Enter,
stage left, ......a waitress. Not just any
waitress, ....but a 32-year-old, alcoholic waitress with a
penchant for raiding her employer’s cash register, getting
fired, writing bad checks, lying about being afflicted with a
brain tumor, and occasionally passing out in her front yard
from extreme intoxication.
For those keeping score at home, ....West
Memphis, Arkansas, 1993, justice for three murdered children was sought
by turning—NOT to the state police—but to the demented nonsense spewed
forth by an 'Anti-Satan Czar', ....and now, ....a waitress. If you think
I might be putting you on here, please consult Devil’s Knot, view the HBO documentaries, and surf the web. Yes, ....truth IS stranger than fiction.
With her eyes firmly fixed on a promise of
$30,000 in reward money, the unemployed waitress went undercover
in hopes of the long-anticipated investigative breakthrough. It is
amusing to note that the prosecution and the local law
enforcement officials actually expressed enthusiastic support
for this foolishness. The waitress attempted to get cozy
with a teenaged neighbor residing in her trailer park. ‘Get cozy’
translated into providing the under-aged minor with alcoholic
beverages. Of course, the authorities simply looked the other way
on this felonious glitch. The teenager, 17-year-old Jessie
Misskelley, was on the Czar's list of local cult members. It
was official. The cult hysteria had now evolved into a bizarre,
police-endorsed clown act.
At her insistence, young Jessie introduced the
waitress to a friend—18-year-old Damien Echols.
Damien was the young man that the Czar had proclaimed to be the local
cult leader. Soon after the waitress met the leader of a cult
that—by the way—DIDN'T EXIST—she reported astonishing
allegations to the local police. The booze-mongering waitress
claimed that Damien had driven her and Jessie to a nearby
town to attend an ‘esbat’—a gathering of witches. At the esbat, the
waitress alleged that she had witnessed a drunken orgy. The
local police enthusiastically documented her account of the event.
There were just a few fundamental flaws in
these allegations. The most hilarious flaw, ....young Damien had never
learned to operate a motor vehicle. That is correct: The
teenager could not possibly have driven the waitress, Jessie,
or anybody else, ANYWHERE. The waitress
later felt obligated to admit that she was so intoxicated that
evening, she had only a sparse recollection of whom she might have
gone with, where she went, or if she was able to see anything
once she arrived. She did, however, distinctly remember
regaining consciousness the next morning, as she lay in her
front yard.
The police later discovered that the
waitress was unable to retrace her way back to the site of the
'esbat/orgy'. Nor was she able to identify any individuals who might
have been in attendance. The check-bouncing waitress
eventually confessed that she might have dreamed the entire
episode, rather than actually experiencing it. Most
important, she admitted that, in addition to the $30,000
reward, her statements were motivated by promises from local
investigators to assist with her various legal problems.
Not to be deterred by the poor showing and improbable tall tales from their stealth waitress, the police believed that they NOW
had probable cause to haul in Jessie Misskelley for
questioning. This time, Jessie was the 'lucky one' being
tempted by the suggestion of a substantial monetary reward for
assisting the investigation. With no regard to parental
consent, investigators badgered the teenager for 12 hours.
The biggest mystery was the fact that *somehow*, only 20
minutes of these vital police interviews were recorded as an audio
file. The rest was a jumbled mess of chicken scratch handwritten
notes.
As the 12-hour interrogation dragged along,
consider the fact that Jessie Misskelley is significantly
learning disabled, …..with an IQ documented at 72. As an
example of Jessie's limitations, recall that 1993 was the year
that saw Arkansas Governor Bill Clinton inaugurated as the
42nd U.S. President. Jessie admitted that he had never heard of the
man.
For the majority of the intense interrogation,
Jessie insisted that he knew nothing about the triple
homicide. He repeatedly stated that he was unaware of any type
of local cult, had never attended an esbat, and was
completely clueless as to what goes on at an esbat. When
presented with an opportunity to take a polygraph test, Jessie
did not hesitate. This test was enthusiastically administered,
...despite the fact that the investigators did not have a written waiver
of Miranda Rights signed by Jessie’s father, a legal requirement
when police interview minors. Jesse did not ask for his parents
or an attorney to be present. Jessie passed the examination with
flying colors.
Contrary to every standard of decency and ethics, the polygraph administrator, Bill Durham, falsely boasted that “Jessie is lying his ass off.” The
other investigators took that as a signal to bear down EVEN
MORE with their badgering tactics. Hours later, the
professional tormentors (or should I say “unprofessional tormentors”?)
ultimately broke the confused teenager’s will. Jessie
foolishly attempted to give them the answers that they were
demanding from him. He also sensed the possibility of gaining a
substantial cash reward as an added bonus.
Unbeknownst to his parents, or an attorney who
might have warned Jessie of the disastrous consequences of
the story he was fabricating, the young man made statements
implicating Damien Echols, 16-year old Jason Baldwin, ….and
himself. Jessie was not allowed to go home—as he had
previously been promised. Instead, the bewildered teenager was
unceremoniously escorted to a jail cell. His repeated
efforts to recant his statements were all too late. Finally, the local
cops had verified the existence of that elusive satanic cult!
Triumphantly, they immediately announced this marvelous
breakthrough to the media. You can almost hear the banjos
playing in celebration.
The Innocence Project has documented the fact that roughly 25% of the DNA exoneration cases involve
innocent individuals who, during intense interrogations,
MAKE INCRIMINATING STATEMENTS, DELIVER OUTRIGHT CONFESSIONS, OR PLEAD GUILTY.
"These
cases show that confessions are not always prompted by
internal knowledge of actual guilt, but are sometimes motivated by
external influences.” Skeptical? Examine the most amazing false confession case—which targeted innocent members of our U.S. Navy:
THE NORFOLK FOUR. Read up on
EDDIE LOWERY,
ROBERT GONZALES,
FREDDY PEACOCK,
JOHN KENNETH WATKINS,
ANTHONY JOHNSON, or perhaps the case of
BOBBY RAY DIXON, PHILLIP BIVENS, AND LARRY RUFFIN, or the case of
JONATHAN BARR, JAMES HARDEN, SHAINNE SHARP, ROBERT TAYLOR, AND ROBERT LEE VEAL. If you wish to dig further, try browsing through this
MASTER LIST OF FALSE CONFESSION CASES.
An endless dissertation could be written at
this point, focusing on the mountains of rambling inaccuracies
associated with the coerced statements from Jessie
Misskelley. There were numerous instances, upon which the investigators
actually became angry, as Jessie made statements that they KNEW
were incorrect. When Jessie repeatedly referred to the
murders taking place during the morning of May 5th, their
exasperation reached a peak. CLEARLY, the morning time
frame presented just an itsy-bitsy discrepancy. The three victims were
in school until 2:45 p.m. One of the victims, Christopher
Byers, was last seen by his stepfather, closer to 6:00 p.m.
The murders had to have occurred sometime between 90 minutes
prior to sunset (sunset was 7:50 p.m.) and perhaps well after
nightfall. Initial searches of the wooded area—where the
bodies were found the next day—began about 40 minutes after
sundown. No Jessie, ....the homicides COULD NOT HAVE TAKEN PLACE IN THE MORNING.
The frustrated detectives badgered Jessie,
gradually encouraging him to say that the murders may have
occurred sometime after noon, rather than before noon. They
eventually convinced him to say that the murders were committed
closer to the evening, rather than the afternoon. In an
attempt to ensure that Jessie’s confession timeline had—at
least—a fighting chance of holding water, the detectives
ultimately pushed the teenager into saying, “Yes, it was dark.” Anyone reading this must be asking themselves, “Was this young man so mentally challenged, he cannot tell light from dark?”
Jessie told the police that the boys were tied
up with lengths of rope and raped by Damien and Jason. This
further infuriated the detectives, who knew that the boys were
tied up with shoestrings, which to most trial jurors, don’t
look at all like lengths of rope. The accusation of rape was
apparently due to countless rumors swarming throughout West
Memphis, (recall the previously-mentioned police investigative
leaks to the public). The medical examiner later testified
that there was actually no physical evidence that the boys
had ever been raped.
As Jessie’s enormously flawed confession
continued to follow it's highly improbable path, a customary
investigative exercise would have been to walk the teenager
through his timeline AT THE CRIME SCENE. People, ....this is the first
thing they teach in Criminal Investigations 101. The interrogators
could have verified or refuted an assortment of Jessie’s vague
statements by escorting him to the wooded area and asking for specific
details. Where and when did each event occur? Where were the
bodies placed? Where were the bicycles placed? The detectives
decided not to run the risk of bringing a ‘successful’
confession into doubt. Unbelievable.
Please analyze this: Doesn't it seem like quite
an undertaking for anybody—let alone three misfit
teenagers—to perpetrate such bloody human sacrifices, within
the confines of a forest full of vegetation, fallen branches,
and leaf litter, while casting off such an amazing LACK of
blood or other biological evidence? Any experienced crime scene
investigator would expect much more than the minimal residue of
blood that was ultimately detected. Prosecutors alleged that
the teens had simply done an amazingly meticulous job of
cleaning up the crime scene. A widely embraced alternative
solution to this riddle is that the creek in the woods was
used strictly as a dumping area. The boys were not murdered there.
If the homicides took place at
another location, how did the three impoverished teenagers—with
essentially no means of transportation—commit three murders,
transport the bodies, discard the bodies, and clean up not
one, but TWO crime scenes?
Months after the homicides, investigators
returned to the forest and randomly collected large sticks that
‘seemed to fit' as possible weapons used during the crime.
Despite the absence of blood or any other physical evidence
suggesting that these particular items had any vague
connection to the crime, the court allowed prosecutors to
proudly showcase these items to the jury. Unbelievable.
Somehow, the alleged 'satanic killers' managed
to leave behind a nearly pristine crime scene, 100% devoid
of their own hair, skin cells, biological fluids, or any other
physical evidence. After immaculately covering their tracks,
either Damien or Jason allegedly proceeded to toss a
vital evidence item, a knife, into the lake RIGHT NEXT TO THEIR HOMES!
It is important to pause and emphasize that no form of
analysis has ever linked this particular knife to the brutal
attack on the three young victims. Why wouldn't such
meticulous killers choose to simply clean off the knife and
toss it into a nearby muddy creek? This glaring flaw did not
discourage prosecutors from waving the knife around in front
of the jury, emphasizing WHERE it was found.
Okay, ....so let's discuss exactly HOW and WHEN
this knife was found. The prosecutors and the police claimed
that their sudden brainstorm to scour the nearby lake, months after the
homicides, was kept quiet until Arkansas State Police divers
had completed their search. This claim was contradicted by
the huge front-page newspaper photo that was proudly displayed
the following day. Comically, the photo showed the state police
diver neck deep in the lake—moments after finding the
knife—triumphantly holding the item above his head. If this 'lake diving
search project' was being kept so hush-hush, how did the
newspaper staff become aware in time to photographically capture this
moment of investigative success?
Why would the investigating officials dare to
risk contacting the media BEFORE they had found anything? As
dismally poor as the investigation had been stagnating all of those
months, the last thing the police needed was a newspaper
photographer arriving at the lake, just in time to document
yet another disappointing, wild goose chase.
BUT GUESS WHAT!
In a stunning turn of events, ....just when the case looked so hopelessly circumstantial, PRESTO!
A vital piece of evidence was revealed, instantly ready for a classic
front page photo. One has to wonder, after all of those months in the
lake, did the knife smell a bit fishy?
The prosecution eventually admitted that, at
the time of Jessie Misskelley’s arrest in June, 1993, they had
nothing more than the teenager’s confession and a
rumor-driven, satanic cult panic. After many intense months
of continued investigation, the prosecution had scarcely added
any meat to this flimsy case. Jessie was found guilty
anyway, and subsequently sentenced to life in prison. The words spoken
by one of the jurors at the end of the trial was a profound
representation of the baffling logic behind the verdict. The
man stated that he was not surprised that the defense attorney
chose NOT to put Jessie Misskelley on the witness stand. “I think that prosecuting attorney could have tore him apart and made him say anything.” Let that sink in for a moment.
Jessie Misskelley was immediately offered a reduced
sentence in exchange for his testimony at the Echols/Baldwin
trial. When Jessie refused to consider this, the prosecutors began
sweating bullets. During the several months leading up to the
Echols/Baldwin trial, the investigation produced NO tangible proof that
the homicides were even vaguely connected to a satanic cult.
With no confession from either Damien or Jason, their entire
case was built chiefly upon wildly absurd, small town gossip.
Oh, .....and they had the 'fishy' knife too.
Prior to the trial, prosecutors offered Jason
Baldwin 40 years in prison in exchange for testifying against
Damien Echols. Midway through the trial, they came back to
Jason and sweetened that offer to 20 years. Jason maintained
that both he and Damien were entirely innocent. He stated
that he would not lie to the court, and implicate an innocent
human being, even if they had decided to offer him his
immediate freedom in exchange for his testimony. You won’t find
character like this among any of the monsters who kill children.
The knife from the lake was a colossal hoax,
but the jury bought it. The testimony from a jailhouse
informant was an equally transparent, shameless scam, but the
jury bought that too. The claim of a ‘fiber match’ was a joke.
Did the jury seriously believe that Jason Baldwin put on his mother’s
red bathrobe prior to attending a triple homicide? A
so-called expert for the prosecution suggested that fibers,
could have become associated with the victims due to
‘secondary transfer’. The police could have searched anyone’s home in
West Memphis and found additional ‘similar fibers’. Such
fibers are also abundantly present throughout the clothing
sections of Walmart, K-Mart, etc.
The jury earnestly soaked up the dull ramblings of the prosecution’s so-called occult expert. This QUACK
came to the trial armed with a mail-order Ph.D. from a
college degree 'warehouse' that was subsequently shut down
for their fraudulent practices. The man had NEVER attended
a single class that might have educated him on the occult.
Consequently, he offered virtually nothing of scientific value on the
witness stand. How this useless individual's testimony was
allowed in a court of law is beyond comprehension. In spite of all of
this, the two teenagers were found guilty. Jason was sentenced
to life in prison. Damien was sentenced to death.
In March of 1997, the 'Anti-Satan Czar'
resigned from the Crittenden County Juvenile Probation Office
as a consequence of the mysterious disappearance of $30,000,
funds which belonged to the county. Three years later, THIS
useless individual pleaded no contest to the theft. Ironically, he
never spent a day in jail, and was simply ordered to repay the
missing funds at a rate of $241 per month.
In 2007, evidence from the West Memphis crime
scene was finally tested using modern day DNA typing methods.
None of the DNA data showed consistency with Damien Echols,
Jason Baldwin, or Jessie Misskelley. A hair, consistent with
Terry Hobbs, stepfather to Stevie Branch, was found in one of
the knots used tie up the boys. On January 28, 2010,
JOHN FOGLEMAN, ONE OF THE PROSECUTORS IN THE CASE, WAS QUOTED AS FOLLOWS:
“They found a hair that belonged to a
stepfather of one of the boys and another belonging to a friend
of that stepfather. But what is really unusual about finding a
hair from a stepfather on his stepson? I would think that
would be something expected.”
More cow dung. Dear Mr. Fogleman: The hair,
revealing consistency to Terry Hobbs, was weaved into the
binding used to tie up a DIFFERENT CHILD, ....... Michael
Moore, …....NOT the stepson, Stevie Branch! If you listen closely, you
might be able to hear the banjo players starting up again. Was Fogleman
EVER right, ....about ANYTHING? When he made this statement, the man was
actually seeking a spot on the Arkansas State Supreme Court. God help
us all.
The next article is entitled:
The Tim Masters Case-Colorado
Michael J. Spence, Ph.D.
February 8, 2012