Are You Going to Sue Us?

Link to the introductory warning and the cast of characters

Joseph* tells his Father what he actually covered up in 1990

Did Father know that he prevented Child Protective Services from learning about the child sex abuse that took place in his home in 1984? Father Bishop knows that he covered up child abuse in 1990 with the dirty Mormon cop. Did President Father know about the child sex abuse of 1984 and beyond? On January 16, 2021, I went to my parent’s house to ask my father that question.

I took a box of old gifts with me. Even though It had just been christmas, these gifts were all at least 6 months old. I had refused to allow Mother, Father, Stefanie*, Murph*, Karen* or Ezra* to give my children any xmas gifts in December of 2020. My Father testified in 2022 that the gifts issue really hurt his feelings.

The old gifts included an Ancestry.com DNA kit that Mother gave to me in 2018 or 2019. It still had the plastic wrap on it. I am sure The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints Strengthening Church Members Committee has my DNA on file. To limit the possibility of the Mormons owning my DNA I never opened that DNA test. I wonder what Mother thought of getting that sealed kit back. She probably saw it as a win. Plus $100 for her, right?

I went to my parents home after the dinner hour. It was two days after Courtney’s* birthday. I knocked and was welcomed in by my Father. My Mother looked wary of me. Her eldest son looked panicked as he held a box of gifts.

It was just the three of us in their front-door foyer. Mother on my left. Father on my right. I asked my father a question to confirm that he remembered an event around the late 1980’s. He did, that was my signal to proceed.

I asked Father “did you know that Courtney* and I were sexually abused by (the Female Rapist and Male Rapist) that Mother babysat?” Father’s smile faded. “No, what are you talking about”.

Mother wasn’t ready for this. She blurted out “Are you going to sue us?” Those were her first words after I told father about the rapes. Mother confirmed this in a conversation with my spouse in the following days. Mother confirmed this in court in 2022.

Please stop and think about her initial reaction. I had just told Father that Courtney and I were raped by people he remembered being in our home daily. Mother’s reaction was a panicked “Are you going to sue us?”

Father asked me “what are you talking about”. He looked confused.

Mother yelled “Are you one of the Boy Scout victims??” My parents had the news on their TV, which was within view from the front entryway. January 2021 was when the world starting paying attention to the lawsuits regarding Mormon Boy Scout Sex Abuse.

This was Mother trying to activate me. Mother knows exactly how to get me riled up and acting crazy. She programmed me to be that way when I was a child.

Mother and I were yelling at each other. Father was dumbfounded. Her diversions worked. I left with nothing accomplished and their door slamming shut behind me.

Estranged by my siblings

Murph* and I talked on the phone on Jan 20, 2021. He asked me what happened with our parents. I told him about Female Rapist and Male Rapist hurting me and Courtney.

Murph* started crying. I remember this because he was at work while we were having this conversation. I asked him several times if we should talk later and he said “No, we are talking about this now.”

Murph told me that Male Rapist had also sexually abused him. It had happened at least twice. Murph described the two incidents to me.

He and I cried together until he had to get back to work. He posted this on Facebook that day:

My Father and I talked on the phone and met a couple times over the next few weeks. I gave him every chance to learn about what he and Mother did. He almost seemed open to learning. He even complied with a few of my requests for information or actions from Mother. One of my requests to my Father was that Mother go and report the child sex abuse to the police.

The reality of how brainwashed and imprisoned Father is by Mormonism became obvious before January was over.

A few days after I told Father about the child sex abuse, he and I spoke. I asked him “did mother go report the abuse”. He said “no, it would not matter. My (Joseph) sins at the age of six were washed away by my baptism at the age of eight”.  That was the end of discussing the abuse for him. He could not or would not accept it. He stated that the child sex abuse I endured was a sin on my behalf.

Communications fully broke down in May of 2021. I went to their house for what would be the last time. Father would not let me in the house.

Mother was on the other side of the door listening with her notepad. It was very obvious that she was there but did not want to engage in a face-to-face conversation with me. She will say that “she is afraid of me”, but her behavior in our future interactions prove her statement to be false. Mother is only afraid of the truth.

Father kept me on the porch. He and I were not communicating well. I ended up asking him “Do you at least admit that Mother used your authority in the Church to cover up Courtney’s* rape?”. Father stepped towards me and yelled “so what if she did!!” while waving both of his arms in a big circle.

I could not believe that Father was accepting his daughter’s rape. I knew he did not care about me, but he always demonstrated a soft spot for Courtney. Mother hated that. Mother prefers Karen, then Stefanie.

I said “Dad, you know that means that mom is going to Outer Darkness, right? You can’t cover up your daughter’s rape and get into the Celestial Kingdom!” My voice rose to yelling as I said this.

He roared at me “DO NOT TALK TO ME ABOUT MY CHURCH“. Father knows that I know almost as much as him about The LDS Church. It was the only thing he did with me for my whole life: teach me about the Church. Never a Dad, just a bad Bishop.

I yelled “YOU ARE NOT GOING TO KOLOB“. He turned his back and opened the door, stepping inside huffily.

I yelled “fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!”. It’s my favorite phrase for this situation. He slammed the door. That was it for us. I was estranged. Karen abused me. Murph & Ezra followed Mother’s lead. Mother likes to tell people that they estranged me.

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints becomes involved

I went to the police. They wouldn’t file charges on Female Rapist and Male Rapist because the crime was past the statute of limitations. The police said there were no crimes committed that they could press charges for.

I went to Child Protective Services. They were able to confirm the two investigations, but that was all. The statues protected Mother, Father and the Church. Even though my teacher reported them in 1990, and I reported them in 1994, they are protected by our shitty US state.

I even reached out to the LDS Mormon Church members that I knew. I reached out to the current Bishop and two of this trusted counselors. Two of those men had known me since I was very young. All three of these men listed their employer as The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints on their social media. None of the faithful LDS Mormons I reached out to replied to me, called me back or acknowledged my existence.

On December 5, 2021 I went to the Ward Meeting house where I was baptized when I was eight years old. I was confirmed a Deacon, a Teacher and a Priest in this building. I was married by a Bishop of this building. My Father was the Bishop here. This building was a cornerstone of my life. I dressed in my Sunday best.

As soon as I walked in I was spotted and verbally attacked by “PP*.” He is a friend of my little sister, Karen*. He yelled at me that “people were trying to worship”. He yelled at me to leave, that I was not welcome. He was holding a baby. The only thing I said to him was “what is your name?”. PP* turned and went down the main hallway. See the red man in the pink box in the chart above.

I walked back to the rear doors of the chapel. The Sister Missionaries were standing there. They did their job: big smile and a “welcome to Church friend”. I told them who I was; my parents name is well-known throughout this part of the Mormon World.

The Sisters were beyond thrilled to meet another member of the family. That did not last long, an unknown male stepped towards me and asked me why I was there. I said I would like to see the Bishop. The unknown male immediately said “The Bishop is not here this Sunday”. See the purple females in the figure above

While the unknown male was discussing the Bishop’s absence with me, Brother RC* had ushered the Sister Missionaries into the chapel’s rear doors. He then went into the Gymnasium. He was talking to someone in there. It was Mother (at the red X). Mother was hiding in the Gym, close enough to hear me. She needed to know what I was saying. Brother RC was laughing with her. My anguish was a joke to them. See the light blue male figure in the map above near the red X with the female figure in the picture above.

All the men that appeared in this account appeared to be out-of-breath and executing a playbook meant to protect mother. Does anyone find it odd that every Mormon played their part in protecting Mother while she and Brother RC* were smiling and laughing while they listened from the gymnasium?

One of the males addressed me by name: “Joseph*, it’s BR*, do you remember me?” At the time I did not remember him, or his dad. I said “I do not remember you”. I went to church with him for about 15 years. I’m sorry I did not remember you BR*. I can only recall that you were kind to me. I was probably mean to you. Now you know why.

A second male said “Joseph, do you remember me? I had dinner at your house with your sister Stefanie*”.

At this time Brother RC came over and said “Joseph, what do you want?” I said I wanted to share my story and discuss it with the Bishop, my parents and any other members with information”.

A woman said “I think we should hear what he has to say”. She was standing by the front Chapel doors. I did not recognize her. She seemed nice. See the the green female figure in the pictogram above.

Brother RC dismissed her comment by saying “OK, we are done here. Joseph, time to leave”. He gestured for me to go to the front doors.

I looked around at the people staring at me. I said “Fuck this place” as I left the building. No yelling. No slamming of doors. I was taught to respect that building. I personally worked hard on the condition of that building from age 5-18ish. I respect the building.

My former dinner guest and his potential son-in-law followed me out into the parking lot like bouncers. They told me they were going to make sure I left. I did just that.

Protected Ass(ets)

Mother must have seen a lawyer shortly after the encounter at the Church. On December 9, 2021 she and Father put their home into a trust. What innocent parent puts their most valuable asset in a trust and then files a fabricated protection order?

On December 21, 2021, a Police Officer came to my home. He handed me a protection order. My Mother knows exactly how to attack me with the law enforcement system. I did not know how far she would take it.

I was ordered by a local Judge to “remove and delete any posts which identify…” anyone related to me. That scared the shit out of me, just like Mother intended. I deleted all my social media and took down the majority of this website.

(Obviously, my website is back up, keep reading to learn how)

Continue reading: The Trial: Joseph’s parents and The Mormon Church in Court

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