When I started Something Wicked Evansville on Facebook, I did it in response to another group rejecting my work. They didn't reject the pieces based upon anything other than subject matter, and only because it was a subject that made them uncomfortable. I was banned from yet another group for telling the truth, so I started my own. In the beginning, my hope was that twenty or thirty people would join and would check in every now and then to see if I had written anything new. I never dreamed Something Wicked would become what we are today, but it is my prayer that we continue to grow.
I'm a writer. It's what I do. It's who I am. I can find a story anywhere. A passing cloud may suggest a dolphin, and suddenly, I'm in the ocean on a wild adventure. I'm lucky that I can share those stories.
There is nothing more evil than a person that misuses and abuses the trust of the innocent. I'm not sure one could find a better visual description of the innocent than Aleah Beckerle. As an infant, Aleah suffered a stroke when meningitis overtook her tiny body. Left nonverbal and in a wheelchair, Aleah depended on the people that surrounded her for care. If any of them failed to feed her, she wouldn't eat. When her wheelchair was pushed to a position and parked, Aleah was left to sit there, often unattended, until someone came for her. Aleah depended on her mother, the very person that brought her life, for everything she needed to survive. It is my belief that Cara Darlene Beckerle failed her daughter miserably. She failed her in life, and she failed her in death. There is an old saying: "If you run with the dogs, you get the fleas." Rarely does one think of the impact those disease-ridden fleas may have before bringing them home to exist amongst the people you are supposed to protect.
Law enforcement is a crucial part of our society. Of that, there is no doubt. Anarchy and lawlessness would surely reign supreme without the efforts of the police officers that are willing to sacrifice themselves, so that you may live safely and without fear. Sometimes though, the police are not the answer, but part of the problem. Bad cops exist, and Evansville, Indiana is full of them. Try as they may, the Evansville Police Department just can't seem to hire officers that weren't bullied all the way through school, entitled because of their participation trophies, and equipped with a firearm and the means to ruin a life in an instant with a lie should things not go their way. Why are the troubled officers, many that come with an arrest record, permitted to patrol the streets and rise through the ranks of the department? It is the intention of this author to shine a spotlight on the crimes committed daily by those sworn to enforce the laws of the State of Indiana and the United States of America. We common citizens are expected to live our lives within the letter of the law. If we step outside of those lines, we should be punished. Police officers are supposed to live by the same laws, but are rarely held to the same standards as the every day citizen. What happens when an entire department lives above the law? The case of Mark Healy is a perfect example of allowing people in a position of power to exploit that position.
Law enforcement officers are a critical part of maintaining law and order in a vicious world. Their jobs are not easy, and I'm quite sure this author would not want the undertaking. The dangers law enforcement officers face on a daily basis can't be fathomed by most people. They deal with the dregs of society. The worst of the worst. They are required to handle every situation that is thrown at them with professionalism and they are put through a barrage of tests prior to and during their training and subsequent employment. Physical and mental evaluations are conducted. Potential officers undergo extensive background checks, even speaking with family, coworkers and friends of the applicant before being forced to take a polygraph examination.