25.
CHAPTER 5 : Judge- Jury & Executioner-
“ Do not
argue with a fool because no-one will know he difference!” ( anon)
The bible says
that the devil is a liar and the father of lies. When Jesus was on
trial he was asked the question...” what is the truth?”- Ive
asked myself the question – how is it possible for a woman I lived
with , shared my life with , and loved more than life itself – how
is it possible ?- and why could she have been so blinded by the
darkness and embrace it?
The best answer I could come up with at the end of the day is that
the evil dormant within us all was let loose - “ like a beast from
its cage” . In a frame of mind of insanity, hatred,spite,anger and
jealousy- it is easy ( especially when you are motivated to embrace a
false perception). I have no doubt she actually believed she was
telling the truth- even though she wasn't...its called “ living in
denial”...when we allow ourselves to be surrounded by negative
people it is easy to be deceived – why because we want to believe
an untruth. Its easier to scapegoat a person or gender or race or
religion when we ourselves feel and indeed are ...inadequate. Hitler
did it with the Jews by saying : “ all of Germany's problems –
all her economic woes are the fault of the greedy – filthy Christ
killing Jews... “- and the only way to get rid of the problem
is to isolate – alienate and exterminate that which is the focal
point of that “irritation”.
Verwoerd , the architect of apartheid or separate development put
blacks into the same category...He said: “ They are inferior and
unable to govern themselves” ( citing all the mismanaged
economies and even the Bible). The Afrikaners saw themselves as
having a God- given right to isolate-alienate-and exterminate...if
required...the inferior races...Communists were another example of
isolation- alienation and extermination...its a pattern of fascism in
any totalitarian intolerant nation, tribe or person. It about removal
not engagement. Not integration...not intercourse...not
humanity...community and equanimity.
The 1950s in McCarthys America were another example of this formula
of ignorance translated into mass hysteria and psychosis and to a
degree even today with the Islamaphobia that is endemic... it could
be one day the red devil and the next...the yellow devil... in fact a
whole plethora of black , white and green devils just waiting to jump
out from under the bush....!
-this is the nature of paranoia and fear...discrimination and
prejudice...that pervades the human psyche throughout the ages.
Stalin blamed his woes on Capitalist Reactionaries and
Trotskyism...and executed millions or had them sent to die off in
labor camps and salt mines in Siberia... uprooted whole communities
to break down old ways and bring in new ways... call it one day
reconstruction the next reformation... whatever the 5 year plan be
sure ...someone is going to pay for it with their blood- sweat and
tears!
You see Hitler didn't just pop up out of a cereal box …! he
came from somewhere- he was made by a variety of environmental and
socio-political circumstances...... evil is a force to be reckoned
with just as much as good is... history has shown us time and
time again that evil inadequate people scapegoat the people they
are envious or jealous of...or don't understand ...or don't
tolerate...or just simply ...Hate!
Genocide , holocaust ethnic cleansing... all are a result of the
concentrated evil of the ignorant, unenlightened mind. Nero put it
very well- Give them Games! Give them Blood and the people will do
anything you want them to... tell them fantastic lies and they will
believe you.”- And they believed it because its always mixed with
half truths and truths...like a soup.
The psychology of convincing a group of people a lie is like learning
how to eat arsenic. If you eat a whole lot of arsenic for the first
time in your life....you will die. But, if like Rasputin you eat a
little every day – the body becomes toxic tolerant of it so when
someone tries to poison you... they fail...and you live!
- Its the same when you're trying to introduce poisonous truths to
people...feed them a little at a time...and they get used to it. And
the best way to poison someone is to mix it with something sweet.
After a while...they'll get used to the taste...and in fact demand
it! Tasting only the sweetness not the poison.
And another thing to remember at this juncture- this case was a
mudslinging exercise. Throw enough mud at the wall and some of it
will eventually stick...but its still mud. The law of averages. Its
all about perception. Thats how jury trials work. Its all
psychological. I was targeted as a scapegoat of the establishment.
The complainant was the pawn in this chessgame...did the CPS or the
social services ever consider the impact of these false allegations
on my children?- No. They didn't. Indeed- they have done this before
and have worked out all the permutations... you see when things are “
normalized” everyone is supposed to forget what happened...and if
you kidnap someone – over time the victims acquire Stockholm
syndrome and sympathize with their kidnappers...that includes their
own mother or father. It still doesn't make it right.
This case was also about satisfying bloodlust- a perverse craving to
see others in pain. This is the psyche of the lynchmob...This was
never about truth. Or Justice.
“ Complain until you get what you want” (Bill Clinton)
…..............................................................
“Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned”
Old English
saying.
Ewelina Denton:
23rd May , 2008.
Witness
Statement
“I am the above named person. This statement I make on this day,
Friday 23rd May , 2008 to detective Constable Jon Wedger
from the Metropolitan Polices Child Abuse Unit relatesto my youngest
daughter Anastasia Denton and an allegation of sexual abuse she made
against her father Mr. Paul Robin Denton.”
Comment: My
daughter never made such an allegation. It was in fact my wife who
did so. Furthermore, it was fully investigated and prosecuted at
trial, and I was exonerated...Innocent!
“I am 32 years old and a Polish national. I am from a village in
Poland called wojewodzwo Podkarpackie which is in the South East of
the country. I was raised a Roman Catholic ;to my knowledge the
majority of Polish people are Roman Catholic. My family in Poland
consisted of my mother and father , two sisters and a brother. I am
the second oldest of the children. My maiden name was Ewelina
Sienczak. I had a very good upbringing and I enjoyed my life at home.
My father was an electrician and my mother worked in a shop. Our
house was in the countryside and our life was better that that of the
people who lived in a city. It was even better than the life some
people have in this country. My parents gave their children a good
upbringing teaching us good family values and morals.”
Riposte: My wife grew up in a village called Jacmierz. It is
true that her life on the surface had a good quality. She had fresh
air, exercise and a roof over her head. It is healthy to eat fresh
food and go to church on Sundays. Ewelina's father was a good husband
and father and worked very hard. The time she grew up in Poland was
indeed difficult because it was still under Communist rule. They had
to que up for most of their provisions including bread. Ewelina and
her 3 siblings along with her parents lived in a 4 roomed groundfloor
apartment not including the bathroom and toilet. There was no running
hot water or flushing toilet. The bedrooms doubled as a dining room
and lounge in the day time. It was overcrowded and the children slept
with their parents in one room.
As far as values and morals – this was an illusion. The father ,
Joseph Sienczak would often beat, curse and swear their mother and
her sister Ella Sienczak-Baran. There was extreme domestic violence
in the household.
Ewelina once described to me ho in a rage he pulled the roots out of
the hair of her head ( Ella's or Elsbieta)
I have witnessed with my own eyes and ears the loud cursing and
swearing and arguments. Elsbieta was for years our tenant , and she
told us about the hell it was to live in their household. In short it
was perhaps a stable household but an unstable and unhealthy ,
cramped home. I never could understand why they needed to shout at
each other in such a manner. When I came to this village to take
Ewelina to England to marry her; their parents were very happy. Ive
always tried to respect Ewelinas parents despite the obvious issues
of domestic violence.
“ I left school at the age of 19 years. When I left school, I
think it was 1995 there were no jobs available in Poland .I had got
involved in a new age following called rainbow. Rainbow was a type of
hippy style following. It is to preach peace and national healing. I
was introduced to Rainbow when I was about 17 years old by my friend
Anna. At the age of 17 I was searching for answers to many questions
I was asking myself such as – who am I ? I wanted to find the truth
and get to know myself. The Rainbow movement at the time seemed to
have the answers I wanted. Rainbow met once a year in a selected
venue in Europe. The location would change each year. The first time
I went to a Rainbow gathering was when I was 18 years old. We had
hitch hiked to the area. There was about two thousand people there.
It was a very organized event. Rainbow originated from a hippy
movement in the USA which eventually moved to Europe. It had links to
the Hindu movement. It had beliefs in freedom and mother Earth. From
my arrival there I was made very welcome. I was at that time very
naive . I stayed for about one month before hitchhiking back home
with my friends.
Riposte: Ewelina started hitchhiking from the age of 15. I
know she was nearly raped twice. Once in Greece or Italy and the
other time in Portugal in 1996. She also was nearly raped on her
journey to a Russian Rainbow. In Portugal she was abducted briefly by
3 male youths in a car whilst hitchhiking. She jumped from the moving
car onto the road. In Greece she got picked up by a Polish
truckdriver who attempted to force himself onto her at an Italian
truckstop. Once again she forced her way out of the truck and
escaped. By the time I met her she was not naïve about the
intentions of sexual predators. Rainbow is a movement based on the
principles of the Hopi Native Indian prophecies . It is not a new age
movement – or religious- or political- or pagan-or Hindu.
Everyone
is welcome.
The first gathering happened in 1972 in Colorado. And since then has
spread all around the world. Many people have found the answers to
their questions.
“ At 18 years old I left home and moved to a nearby village
about 15 kilometers from parents house. I was staying with my sister
Ursula , we lived in a house which was also owned by my parents. In
1996 I once again travelled to another Rainbow Gathering which was
held in Portugal. This lasted about one month. After this gathering
had finished we travelled to the Pyranees region of France as we had
followed the Rainbow Gathering there. By this time I was 19 years
old. Whilst at the French gathering I met my future husband Mr. Paul
Robin Denton, but I will refer to him as “ ROBIN”.Robin was at
that time and to my knowledge still is a member of the rainbow. I
remember first meeting Robin at this French gathering as he was
organizing a sweat lodge workshop. He was trying to organise people
to help him make a type of basic sauna using natural materials. I was
interested in this so I took part.”
Riposte: I
agree with most of whats being said except for one small detail...”
organise” and “ sweat lodge” The sweat lodge was actually an “
Inipi” or Native American Indian sweat lodge which is entirely
different from a plain sauna.
It takes place over 6 hours and consists of 4 rounds. The aim is to
cleanse the soul, spirit, body and mind.... its a purification
ceremony.
In Rainbow we have no leaders or organisers as such-we call a person
who convenes or takes responsibility a “ focaliser”... this is an
essential point in the argument since I am being set up as a man of a
controlling and manipulating nature ( the normal sexist argument
against men). Everything is done in the rainbow with the spirit of
altruism- not out of eo – to serve others in humility and love –
not in any other way. And finally, were not a church or organisation-
we don't have “members”- we have “ participants”.
In the next part of the statement my wife states she didnt give me
her address , and that I wasn't invited – but I just turned up on
the doorstep dressed as a “ vagabond”- that I had promised her
that England would be a land of “ milk and honey”- in actual fact
in the rainbow movement we have an open door “ policy” or
guideline...- or not- of sharing and giving of hopsitality. I was
invited by Ewelinas sister Ursula – and I got the address from a
common friend who arrnaged it by calling ahead. At that time there
were not many mobile phones so my friend Jurek from Krakow phoned
ahead to Ewelinas parents or friends.
I was delivering a car to a friend who lived in Lublin and Huminska
was an alternative route that added only 100 or so kilometers on the
journey. It was in the middle of winter. I recall arriving at
Ewelinas doorstep and she gave me a big hug and siad:” WELCOME
HOME!” I gave her a teddy bear Pink Elephant I found in the trash
outside the apartment I was living in in Frankfurt ( I did washed it
in the washing machine)...I took a chance that someone was there at
the house in Huminiska...and my heart guided me to take the longer
road to Lublin. I recall sitting at a petrol station in Krakow with
Yurek trying to choose the short way or the long way...and I chose
the longer way after much thought. I followed my heart.
As it happened we almost immediately clicked although at the time
she couldn't speak hardly a word of English. We connected in the
unspoken language of love. I felt at this moment this was the woman I
would fall in love with and marry- I didnt want the beautiful feeling
I had when I was around her to leave... I was instantly in love-
1000%. And it was true love.
“ I decided to go with him. I was excited and thought it would
be a good adventure and that nothing could go wrong . I took Robin to
my parents house ( in Jacmierz- around 15km away) as I needed to
collect some belongings. I introduced Robin to my parents. I
described him as someone who was going to help me and told them he
was an honest man. My mother asked me if I was scared . I said that I
was but I could always come back if things went bad.”
Riposte: Ewelinas
father was not there at home when I went to her home. She didn't seem
to care much even though I suggested we wait for him to come back.
She was very gung ho and wanted to go to England to learn English she
said.... I didn't know what her expectations were but I said I would
help where I could. I never promised her anything- not work- not
money-not accommodation...nothing except companionship. It was purely
a spontaneous thing . Poland was not in the European community at
that time...in fact she “ used “ me to gain entry.
“We left my parents after being there a short time and traveled
to Robins friends house which is also in Poland. His friend is a
Polish guy who we call Peter. Peter lived in a town near Warsaw. We
stayed there for about 2 weeks. After this stay we left for England
en route Robins car broke down and we had to travel the rest of the
way by bus.”
Comment: We travelled by bus from Lublin as I had driven the
car from Germany to sell to my friend in Poland. It was a cheap VW –
colour red and had problems with the temperature gauge . Otherwise it
ran OK. I had no intentions of driving it all the way to England.
During those two weeks in Lublin I gave Ewelina every opportunity to
return to her home which was only 250 kilometers away. She was set in
her mind to go to England with me...so she waited. We did not have
sex during this time.
“On arrival in the UK we spent a few weeks traveling around
visiting his friends and family . After visiting a friend of his in
Scotland we returned to London. Once in London Robin told me that he
was to travel to Israel the next day. I became scared as I would have
been left alone in a foreign country. Robin was prepared to go and
leave me alone. He eventually managed to book a flight for me to
travel with him to Israel.”
Riposte: I must explain how difficult it was with Ewelina at
this stage. I was infatuated or blinded with my love for her. I
recall the Scottish immigration officer asking me bluntly: What do
you intend doing with this young girl?” I replied: “ I'm going to
marry her and take her to South Africa!”
On our first night in England we stayed at my Uncle Ronalds house in
Stonegate, East Sussex. Ewelina was a virgin at this time and she
willingly gave up her virginity the following night.
From this point on we were a couple. I tried finding work for Ewelina
but the problem was her immigration status and her language. She knew
I had planned to return to Israel as my ticket to South Africa was
from Tel Aviv. Getting Ewelina a ticket and visa was no easy task. We
both had no money...or very little. My friend Murray Wakefield gave
her £60 for a bus to go back to Poland. It was enough money.
But she didn't want to go back to Poland. She was in love and she
wanted to be with me. I didn't want to leave her either. I was in
love. Totally. I did not want to go to Israel alone without her.
Even at the Heathrow airport with it snowing outside she pointed to
the word...” miracle” in her Polish English dictionary with
reference to us going together to Israel...we simply did not have
enough money after paying for the visa to get to the Holy Land.
But it was a miracle. I said to her : “ Give me your passport
!”...She did. I cued up, and she watched. It came to my turn
and I showed the passports and my ticket. The girl looked through he
manifesto... she said : “ No one of that name is booked here!”- I
had booked Ewelina by phone- but not paid for the ticket. I said : “
Look again!”... She looked again...and her name was there!... I
waited for her to say the price of the ticket... - because we hadn't
paid for it... but she said... “ Is that one way or return? “ One
way I said... she simply gave us the boarding pass and that was it.
We were on our way! It was December 31st, 1996. It was
cold and it was dark... but we had our Christmas miracle... we were
going to Jerusalem!
Looking back now... if her parents had cared about their daughter
that much...they would have given her enough money to search for
work.. the truth is they were poor and Ewelina believed I was the “
rich man”... not the vagabond as she claimed I was... I paid and
did everything with what appears now... very little gratitude.
Ewelina and I shared our dreams – she told me she always dreamt
about working as a missionary in Africa with small children. I had a
dream of building a farmschool for street-children in the Transkei,
in Port St. Johns ...the Wild Coast. We loved each other and we were
going in the same direction...as far as being alone in a foreign
country – she was no stranger to this...if she could go alone to
Russia...hitchhiking... she certainly could return to Poland from
England had she wanted to.
“ We travelled around Israel and I managed to find a job in a
Pizza restaurant in Jerusalem. I stayed in Israel for about 3 months.
By this time Robin and I became partners. I started sleeping with
Robin and he was my first boyfriend, and the first person I had had
sex with.
I was a virgin before I met Robin. From the start of our
relationship we began to argue. I had found a job and was happy to be
earning money and working. Robin never kept a job long and always
wanted to be moving.”
Riposte: Ewelina had never worked before. It was difficult for
me to try to bring he rup to speed on the world of working. One day I
realized the only way to give her the message ie get up and go....was
to give her a gentle push... I was at that time providing for
everything. I told her it was time to get a job because I couldnt
afford to house and feed her on my own. Even though we had become a
couple. She got a job in a pizza restaurant called “Abu Shanab”
now called “ Jacob” Pizza near the Jaffa Gate in Jerusalem. I was
happy for her and left the Old City to visit a good friend in Haifa
for a few days. When I returned 2 weeks later Ewelina was making
eyes at this Dutch Reiki Teacher.... he was even honest with me about
his intentions- I gave Ewelina an ultimatum. She must choose between
him and me. I WOULD RESPECT HER DECISION!
She
chose me.
I said I had found accommodation in Haifa and there were better work
opportunities – as far as moving around she knew from day one I
was a traveler and settling down was never an option for me. I had
hoped we could adapt and find a middle ground somewhere- this was to
prove almost impossible and the source of many of our fights. In
fact the main causes of our arguments were our different perspectives
on life. I had the benefit of experience whereas she could only see
things logically from her own limited worldview growing up in a rural
area of Southern Poland in the isolation of the Communist bloc.
Sometimes I felt she was extremely immature and fearful.
“ I would explain that if we stayed and worked we could afford
good things and then move on. All Robins friends at this stage seemed
to be involved in the new age belief but Robin as well as being
involved in the new age stuff was also a Christian. These beliefs
conflict with each other; this caused me a lot of confusion about
Robins beliefs. If I ever get settled with a job he would make us
move on. He seemed to never want me to become settled.”
Riposte: Now Ewelina's statement starts mixing truth with
fiction. In the beginning she starts with facts ...as time progresses
she starts exploiting my weakness and introducing half truths and
lies. Since 1995 I have converted to Christianity. This is my
religion and what I believe in. My search at this stage was deeper
into the roots of Christianity and Judaism. I was interested in the
Orthodox Christian Church at this stage in my spiritual development.
I visited many of the monasteries in Holy places that were maintained
by the Greek Orthodox Church.
As far as the New Age is concerned; it has always been the field of
my expertise and the harvestfield of souls for the Kingdom Of God.
Ewelina was very much into new age beliefs when I met her. In Israel
I got her some work in Haifa giving private Reiki sessions. We had a
3 month visa and our plan was to return to South Africa somehow-
together. Or linkup later on.
My travels had everything to do with the search- identical to what
Ewelina herself was searching for..ie “ who am I “- for me this
was always paramount to piling money into a mortgage. I was never and
could never be a workslave person. God provides for my needs...not my
wants. I accept that ; and often have to sacrifice what I want to get
what I need...searching for spiritual truth means you must...you have
to.... you are... a pilgrim.
“ From the age of 19 to 21 my life with Robin involved moving
from one place to another, and form one country to another. We
continued to argue constantly. I began to see an angry side to Robin.
He would become very aggressive. I was attracted to Robin because he
would talk about doing missionary work; I thought that a man capable
of doing such good things couldn't be evil. When I was 21 years old
we were in Greece attending a Rainbow gathering. After this we took
part in locla voluntary work in a Greek village . I began to feel
unwell at this time and was pregnant with my first child Jeremias. “
Riposte: Actually...not true. Ewelina likes to highlight the negative
side as the prominent side of our relationship. My wife and I were
deeply in love. I wrote love letters every week to her after she
returned to Poland from Israel and I to South Africa. Later those
letters were stolen by her jealous sister Elbieta. Ewelina hitchhiked
to Glastonbury Festival with a friend, and we met after searching for
each other amongst the thousands of people there for 3 days! Later on
we worked picking up litter and we romantically pledged our hearts to
each other on the Glastonbury Tor. As far as good and evil is
concerned – we are all capable of good and evil.
I don't see myself as evil – or anyone else for that matter ..evil
is a force...a spirit that enters our hearts and causes us to do evil
or bad things. The key is to be able to be conscious of it , and not
allow it to control your thoughts, emotions and actions. I don't deny
at times I was assertive if not aggressive- but I'm a man of
action...always have been. I don't suffer fools or stupidity too
long. And sometimes Ewelina was stupid and foolish- I had an ongoing
business in Johannesburg subletting houses and rooms, and supplying
health products to pharmacies. I didn't get that business being
stupid or foolish...I paid my way. I was an entrepreneur.
“ Whilst in the Greek village I had a petty argument with Robin.
I walked away form him whilst he was shouting at me. I do not really
swear- but on this occasion I said to him : “ Fuck you!”...I
walked away form him as I said this.
Robin grabbed my hair . He pulled me towards him. With one of his
fists he punched me hard to my face hitting my nose. My nose began to
bleed – it was very painful. He pulled me to the floor , he was
kicking me to my body and legs. I curled up to protect myself. At one
stage I tried to get up but he pulled me back to the floor and
continued to kick me. I was shocked and I was panicking. I tried to
run away but Robin caught me. I was crying hard – he tried to
comfort me and told me to wash my face. He was whispering in my ear ,
telling me not to say anything about it to anyone. He was apologizing
and telling me he loved me.
Riposte: Ewelina was pregnant- but she didn't know it at this
time. At least she wasnt sure of it.Her hormones were kicking in and
it affected her normal behavior. She is now writing untruths and
escalating them into a petty squabble. She had been told to
exaggerate everything. In this statement she even claimed that I had
broken her nose. What exactly happened was we were working on a
volunteer rainbow project called “ karakaxis” or magpie/crow –
it was named after the bird that likes shiny things and stashes them
away. Anyway, we were recycling litter that we picked up during the
day around the surrounding countryside. What I didn't know then –
but I do know now ...is that Ewelina didnt want to work for free..ie
no money... she wanted to work for money.
We were sorting out glass from metal outside an empty school. The
argument escalated and - she threw an open tin can at me narrowly
missing my face and hitting my arm. I asked her to apologize.... she
then said...” fuck you!” she then turned to walk away. I grabbed
her hair and slapped her in the face..not punched...slapped this is
what caused the bleeding – plus it was a hot day and I believe she
could also have started bleeding because of the heat. She continued
refusing to apologize for swearing at me. It normally takes a lot to
set me off- but on this particular day Ewelina wanted to humiliate
and disrespect me... why? Because she wanted to provoke in me a
response... I think this was related to her pregnancy. This incident
lasted no more than one or two minutes . When I saw her nose bleeding
I immediately felt sorry for what I had done and apologised to her. I
helped her to an outside tap and she washed her face.
I must stress here that she was the one who started the argument ;
and she was the one who screamed very loudly to draw attention to
herself – there was more verbal than physical interchange- her
culture is used to swearing and cursing and screaming... and
shouting... it is the negative side to her culture...she has hot
blood! I also believe the hormone imbalances led her to argue or pick
a fight with me...had I been aware that she was pregnant , I would
have just walked away. The truth is Ewelina wanted a confrontation as
she is a confrontational person. We had a physical relationship –
very physical.... but I definitely did not kick or punch her. That
is a lie.
And I did not break her nose...another complete and absolute lie! As
far as telling her I loved her- that is always a natural reaction- it
was our first major fight after one year into our relationship....I
was in shock- what else could I say except ...”I love you!”
But looking back now... I did not start the fight – and I could
have handled it in a different way... but her description of what
happened and her exaggeration in not correct. There was more shouting
and screaming than hitting.
“We went back to the camp .What happened is that whilst Robin
was hitting me a local woman had witnessed the attack. This woman
went to the Rainbow camp and complained to the people there. A few
hours after returning to the camp a woman and a man from the rainbow
gathering approached us and explained that a local woman had
witnessed the assault . They told us that this behavior
was unacceptable.”
Riposte: The woman was a Greek girl called Julietta . Her
boyfriend was from Austria – his name was Robert – as far as the
witness I agree our behavior was unacceptable... Ewelina had never
acted like this before. I was assaulted too. The truth is Ewelina
never over reacted by screaming previously. To any passerby it would
seem as if she were the one being assaulted... - when in truth she
was the one steering things as she wanted me to react to her
provocations. It takes a lot for me to react. I did react and lost
control momentarily. Thats all. She had one small bruise – I had
one small cut...you figure. It was a watershed moment. I suddenly saw
how quickly Ewelina could change from a peaceful -placid innocent
angel to a raging – screaming swearing devil.
“ The woman took me to one side. She told me that when a
man beats a woman he will never stop, she advised me to finish the
relationship. Began to cry and told her I was scared to leave Robin
as I thought I was pregnant with his child. I wanted to
return to Poland and was hoping that I wasnt pregnant. I told Robin
that I was leaving him, I told him that I would not put up with
violence. I told him this in the presence of others as this made me
feel safe. That night I slept away from Robin. The next day two women
from the rainbow took me by bus to town ( by the seaside) They also
bought me a pregnancy test and a ferry ticket to Italy. “
Riposte: I am not a violent man. Domestic violence is often a
circuit of power struggles. My wife is an alpha female – I am an
alpha male- quiet words are not her way- nor often mine... she grew
up in a household of daily extreme domestic violence. Its what she
knows. This doesn't excuse or justify domestic violence – but it
puts it into context and paints a different picture than the one she
is trying to paint here. My wife was equally an aggressor..equally
if not more violent and therefore not entirely innocent. Her
hormones caused her to first become aggressive with me. But, I did
lose my self control...and that was wrong. It was a momentary loss of
self control but that doesn't make me a beast. In her statement
Ewelina was obviously told to exaggerate the event for dramatic
purpose. She swore I had broken her nose – yet 2 months later I
proposed to her in Poland...and she accepted!
Do you think that if the injuries she sustained were so terrible I
would have dared show my face at her parents home? No. She had a
small bruise on her face where she was slapped – thats all. I was
lucky the cut she gave me didn't give me tetanus. Why is it a womens
injuries are always more dramatic than a mans?I recall getting the
news of her pregnancy results. I was in Piraeus , near Athens
– looking for a boat to Cyprus. I was happy and I understood why
she had acted provocatively,irrationally and violently that day.
But I was still committed to our future life together because I loved
her.
“ The test was positive. I got to Italy and hitchhiked to
Poland. Robin went and lived in a Greek Orthodox Monastery. By letter
I informed him that I was pregnant. I was still in love with Robin.
After 3 months Robin came to Poland to visit me. I wanted my child to
have a father so I got back with Robin. I informed my parents that I
was pregnant and that I was going to marry him. Robin suggested that
he would go to South Africa to work, earn enough money for me to join
him, and then we could set up home together.”
Riposte: I spent one
month in Athos – a Greek monastic republic near Thessaloníki. I
wanted to deal with my anger issues and pray- and learn more about
orthodoxy as a religion. The monks helped me a lot and when I left I
felt like a new man. In fact my son Jeremias is named after a Greek
monk from the Iveron Monastery...an Australian “gerondas” or
“ staretz”- spiritual
guide .I got his name in a dream of Mother Mary.
I came to Poland in November , 1997.
I told her parents I wanted to marry their daughter and that we were
very much in love. Almost immediately the parents put up the money to
help us to get married. The amount they gave us was $700-not a lot-
but for her parents ...it was a lot of money. I didn't intend to take
her to South Africa until I could afford to keep her. The parents
were eager to get rid of their daughter as quickly as
possible – thinking I might do a runner; and they produced as much
cash as they could. A normal ticket usually cost $1500 return- we
had to find a way to get to South Africa on a one way ticket...
“ My parents funded my airfare to South Africa. I lived with
Robin in South Africa for about one year. Our relationship during
this period was okay. During this year Robin insisted that we kept
moving home. Jeremias was born during our stay in South Africa on the
9th of June 1998 ( in Krugersdorp-
Dr. Yusef Dadoo Hospital).
After one year in South Africa , I returned with Jeremias to
Poland , where I stayed for 6 months. Robin joined me in Poland.
Whilst in Poland I fell pregnant with Anastasia.”
Riposte:
My wife and I had a golden year in South Africa in 1998. Yes, we
moved around but it was all about finding a proper home and
lifestyle. We did do well financially and probably we should have
strengthened our base. However, I had promised her mother that I
would marry her daughter in a Catholic Church in Poland; and show her
her grandchild. I kept my promise. Ewelina was a willing partner in
our travels. She never said... “ NO-STOP
”!..She did say : “ I WANT
A HOME!”- Thats what WE
WERE FIGHTING TO ACHIEVE!...We got no substantial financial help form
my parents when we got married... we were on our own- in Africa...
nothing at all!Everything we did do was off our own back! I provided
for my family by setting up 2 shops selling personalized gifts. From
scratch!...nothing. Literally.
My wife was a woman who knew how to
make her wishes and her complaints known- in fact it was in South
Africa that she became more interested in my search for the truth.
When she left I sold my
business and had an epiphany on Good Friday of April 1999 whilst
fasting and praying on the cliffs of Mossel Bay on the Cape Coast. We
were both still very much in love.
“ In 1999 Robin, Jeremias and myself left Poland and moved to
Oxford in England. We were given accommodation in a bed and breakfast
place . We both found work during this time. We began to argue and
Robins violence towards me began.”
Whilst staying in temporary accommodation Oxford in 1999 whilst
pregnant with Anastasia we were having an argument in our room. The
argument got worse and robin pulled at my hair. He pulled so hard
that the hair was pulled out. He then punched me hard to my nose. It
was a hard punch. This caused bruising to my face. During his violent
attacks he would quote verses and texts from the bible. I remember
that he would say : “ submit to me as unto the Lord”...He would
also insist that I called him Lord. He later changed his name to Lord
Denton. After this assault he was laughing about it and told me to
wear dark glasses. The violence after this became worse and more
frequent.
Riposte: WE NOW MOVE FROM
NARRATIVE TRUTH TO FANTASY. In this last paragraph Ewelina gets
inspired to use my faith against me ( although it could have come
from the copper)...and make up out and out blatant distortions of the
truth and lies.
I hope she truly repents of her blasphemy because going to hell is a
long long time of punishment. So then...what is the truth? Were we
both under financial, emotional,mental and spiritual stress... the
answer is yes. We were a young couple- homeless with 2 small
children- one born- one on the way... living in a shared house with
drug addicts and daily shouting and violence.... yes – of course we
were both under pressure- and we were both working...of course we
argued. It was often a communication issue...a language issue... and
yes...sometimes our arguments got violent.... but be assured...it was
very much a two way thing. There was a circle of provocation and
violence but in this ...we were both guilty...be assured of this. As
far as the submission and lord thing this is a separate matter
entirely. I certainly did not pull out her hair from her roots- or
punch her whilst ranting and frothing at the mouth biblical
proclamations ...this is another cheap -blasphemous lie. Absolute
nonsense. ! What CRAP!...
As far as telling Ewelina to call
me Lord...what shite! I changed my name by deed poll 8 full years
after these alleged incidents... where the connection ? And I changed
my name for very good reasons... here begins my wifes fantasy
narrative... she projects experiences form her own childhood onto our
marriage and calls it reality...
she mixes me up with her father... and thats how she is able to lie
so convincingly. I don't
know if they thought through this whole thing before they
wrote it down... usually it is done in a police station and on video.
So this statement was obviously contrived.
What came next I can only describe as demented and demonically
inspired evil. The rants of a scorned woman – a true rejected ...
cunt- I worked hard and sacrificed much for my family and my
children... Ewelina was very much party to the highs and the lows as
I will explain shortly. She definitively was no angel...but as I was
to discover... a devil in disguise!
And she certainly didn't
behave like the Holy Virgin
Mary- I lived with this woman and Ive lived through her domestic
abuse for 12 years...I know her inside and out!... In the end... she
turned out to be a cheap
coward – liar- ungrateful and a paranoid psychotic with bipolar who
was narcissistically
willing to exploit her own children to get her own way.
For this God will surely make her
pay dearly.
Although I still love Ewelina – even now...( God only knows why)- I
cannot condone what evil she has done. She will pay for this as
surely as the sun rises and sets. In the meantime her main priority
is to the children.
But when they are old enough
– and beyond her controlling
influence and poison-
they will ask the right questions...and they will make up their own
minds. And when they do-
they will hold her accountable – not me!
However, I may or
may not have acted I always worked to keep our family together – I
never gave up! She on the other hand brought shame on herself and on
her God by telling those
scandalous lies...I sincerely believe
she will die a broken-
bitter and lonely woman when the children find out the truth about
her great betrayal and her evil malicious lies.
We now break here as the next
statement is made after she has decided to fit me up – this comes
as she is moving out of the refuge and in the background of me
divorcing her and writing a blog called Dr. Jecklina which pisses her
right off. She decides to get her revenge by making up new false
allegations....again!
“ This statement I make on
Thursday 22nd
August, 2008 to DC Jon Wedger ...is the second statement, this
statement is a continuation of the first.
In 1998 whilst living in South Africa , Robin insisted that I
visited various Christian missions with him and my son Jeremias.
Robin by this time became more and more interested in the Christian
religion. The mission ( Editors Note: The mission we were trained at
in Durban- Jivanadi)-claimed to spiritually heal people from all
forms of physical and mental problems also deliverance from demonic
spirits. It was situated in Durban , South Africa. I was young and
curious and went along with Robins decision. We went there for “
healing and deliverance”
Comment: This sick woman
claims to own her children by referring to them as “ my “ - in a
marriage children are generally “ our “children . It goes to show
how demented Ewelina has become when on the one hand she claims it
was “ my decision” - and that I” insisted”- yet on the other
hand she says she was young and “ curious”!
It is a completely untrue statement that I in any way forced her to
come to the mission. It was mutually agreed. It was part of our
longterm plan to become trained missionaries and be equipped to run a
farmschool in the Transkei.
Jivanadi means in Sri Lankan “ The nerve” and we both experienced
our own personal healing there. It was a joint effort.
This issue of healing and
deliverance from demonic spirits is very important to my case.
Ewelina on the one hand is saying I forced her to go to the mission-
yet on the other hand experiences an incredible healing and
deliverance form the demonic spirit which she claimed originally was
form God...ie Reiki. I want to mention here that Ewelina had another
experience of a demonic deliverance in Port St. Johns, Transkei in
1997. To uneducated European people this might seem to be an excuse
to assault a vulnerable person. Yet it was a commonplace activity in
England only 70 years ago. I refer of course to the great preacher-
evangelist Smith Wigglesworth of Bradford who used to use physical
force to cure the sick...deliver them form evil spirits...one time
punching a woman in the stomach to cure her of cancer- in another
instance kicking a baby across the stage to bring it back to life!!!
In Africa today this belief in
deliverance
ministry and the demonic realms is still very strong. In Port St.
Johns at the mans of the
Anglican Church it took 5 people to hold Ewelina down on the bed when
she went into a demonic trance and an evil spirit possessed
her...this science is rarely given much credence in Europe and in
fact is banned in some countries- even in England...! ( Its regarded
as ABH- even sexual assault!(sic)...in my marriage it was twisted
around to be used against me as instances of domestic violence...this
couldn't be further from the truth! Ewelina knows this. She has
benefited from it.
The spiritual culture of African
Christian demonic deliverance is regarded by satanist secular
extremists and many Western governments as act of assault on the
person... and therefore illegal!It is also ridiculed by the media. As
I said earlier... It was used to heal people of cancer and even
death!
Did those who were healed lay charges of assault? No! Unlike my
accursed ex- wife ...they did not. Were there occasions in our
marriage we used physical force on each other whilst practicing the
art of deliverance? Yes...there was! But not to the extent of being
abusive... !
“The kingdom of God suffers violence, but the violent shall take
it by force!...”
Ewelina at this point doesn't care what she says as long as it sounds
controversial – sensational and out of this world...fantastical
-she makes me out to be something I am NOT...nor ever was! Ie a
violent controlling bully. It is what all cases of this nature try to
portray men as. If there ever was bullying ,you could be sure that
Ewelina dished out her fair share of it....especially as time went
by...with the children. I will address this later on in this chapter.
Specifically, it has much to do with her mental health, her childhood
and her controlling , manipulating nature.
“ The mission consisted of a
church , accommodation block and a lot of open space and gardens. The
mission was run by an Afrikaans man called “ Danny” - and his
wife. There were volunteers who assisted in the running of the
mission. We were given free accommodation and food. The mission staff
were warm and humble people. I felt safe and welcomed there.”
Comment:
Its really odd that
sometimes in this narrative she actually tells the truth! ( Except
the mission wasn't run by “ Danny” but by a guy called Greg
Dennissen- who specialized in endtime theology)...Danny was a
counselor and his wife taught at the school. They were both full time
missionaries. Its details like this which I recall that prove her
story is told as a subjective generalization and a mishmash of the
facts- some of it true – some of it false.
“ Prior to my attendance at
the Jivanadi Mission I had been involved with the Rainbow Gathering –
this I have previously mentioned . I visited the church a lot , and
it was during my stay at the Jivanadi that I realized the truth about
the Rainbow Gathering. I realized that the rainbow gathering was an
excuse to do whatever you want, it was a deceptive movement and a
negative thing. There was a lot of free sex , and I recall at one
rainbow gathering in 1996 in Portugal there was an elderly man about
70 years old. He was Asian in appearance ; long grey dreadlocks; he
was either partially dressed or naked.
I recall him being extremely
ugly ; he claimed to be a spiritual guru . He was always surrounded
by numerous young girls...on occasions these girls were naked . Many
girls told me that they have had had sex with this man. All these
girls were young – late teens and early twenties... the girls all
said that they felt overpowered by this man prior to him having sex
with them. On occasions this old man had approached me put his arm
around me and tried to walk me off into a tent...I manged to pull
away from this man – but I recall feeling weak in his presence.”
Riposte: Actually this man was called “ Charandas” - which means
“ footslave”- or “ bondslave” and in 1996 he would have been
around 52. He was an American who had lived in India for 22 years
studying and practising parapsychology. He was vegetarian and had
taken his vows of celibacy with the sadhu sect he belonged to in
Varanasi. He had also studied and had practiced meditation and yoga
and massage. He was apparently one of the founders of Rainbow before
he went off to India in 1974. Yes, he did have sex with women- young
and older- perhaps many... but thats not a crime. He did break his
vows of celibacy at the gatherings.
But Rainbow has never been about free love or free sex..its about
consciousness , peace and environmental awareness...and I think thats
a positive and a constructive thing in this day and age.
Charandas had spent 20
years as a celibate in India ...if
Ewelina was strong
willed
enough to
escape the overwhelming power and to jump out of a moving car with 3
strong lads in it and to get out of a truck in the middle of
nowhere... at night... do you not think she would have had the
strength to say no to me? It does not therefore concur that I had the
power to force her to have anal sex with me against her will – ergo
she was not raped!!!
The
argument of fear- dominance and mind control is therefore a salacious
stupid and false
one...
“It was whilst at Jivanadi
that I realized how morally bad the whole rainbow gathering scene
was. I mentioned my feelings to Robin believing that he would be
pleased – but the opposite occurred. He still claimed that the
rainbow as a good thing. For as long as I was with Robin, he remained
very much involved with the rainbow gathering. As Robin claimed to be
Christian , I could not understand why he would be involved with the
Rainbow gathering. His argument was that as a Christian it was his
job to attend these meetings to evangelize
to them and spread the Word of God . For me it was clear that the
Rainbow Gatherings were a bad place full of witchcraft and no place
for a Christian.”
Riposte: I have no doubt
that in the world there is good and bad. The rainbow is only a mirror
of the world and whats in it. The only difference is that people come
together and try to be better people. To live together in the spirit
of peace and love. As far as the rainbow was concerned , I went
through a stage where I too believed it was no place for a Christan ;
until I realized how hypocritical and self righteous that viewpoint
was. Ewelina herself stated she went there to discover who she was.
Many people who go to the rainbow gatherings are searchers searching
for the truth. I believe had Jesus been alive in the flesh , He would
have gone to the Rainbow Gathering to seek and to save the lost
sheep. As His disciple , I realized that that was my missionary
field...my harvest field and the place I should bing the Word of God.
Over the years , I have done exactly that to the best of my ability.
“ After
two weeks we moved on , but
the Jivanadi Mission was a turning point in my life. As time went on
, Robin became more and more obsessive with the bible , and quite
fanatical about it. Robin would say that I was a gift to Him from God
. He said that prior to meeting me he had made a list to God of what
he wanted as a future wife. The most important thing to him was that
his wife must be a virgin- which I was. I recall many occasions when
he was talking to others that he would boast about my virginity
before we met and that he deserved to have a virgin.”
Riposte:
Another
contradiction. According to her own words... “ I insisted”....”
I decided” to take her to Jivanadi...and yet – in her own
words...she benefited from it – “it was a turning point”And
according to her -I was obsessed with Rainbow which hates Christians
and the bible – yet suddenly I became a Christian fanatic....
totally contradictory!
About
how I met my wife ….I was lonely...I wanted to fall in love with a
pure hearted woman...a woman I could share my life and my heart with.
I therefore made a prayer to God and wrote it down in the form of a
letter to God... a “Dear God”letter...I articulated my wishes to
God whom I believe in. In the letter I simply stated: “
Dear God- please send me a woman whom I can love and
who loves- and understands me, who I can share my life with; who is
honest and pure in heart, mind and body...someone I can marry and be
together forever, have children with ...and make all my dreams come
true with...a woman who will be a mother to many. A woman of
grace,humility and truth. Thank you God- Amen.
“ That
was the gist of it.
Truth.
And God heard and answered all my prayers. As far as her being a
virgin...that was a bonus! I used to wind her up about it...thats
all... and I was proud of her keeping her virginity- thats why I
shared that fact with others.
As far as becoming obsessive with the bible; I read the bible because
I wanted to go deeper into my faith and learn as much as I possibly
could about the subject of my interest. My goal was to be an
evangelical missionary and build a farmschool in the Transkei for
orphans and streetkids. I needed to know what I was talking about and
how to answer the inevitable questions.
The bible is a manual for life.
Ewelina had been schooled on what to say at this stage. Its important
to realize that at this point all that was in her mind was : “
revenge-
murder-death-kill-hate-hurt...”
In this mindset anger and of
course pride fuels the flames of hatred and common sense and truth
becomes redundant.
IRRELEVANT.
The evil spirit controlling and being channelled through her comes
directly from hell..this I know 1000%. By this time she had already
sold her soul directly to Satan himself in some kind of Faustine
deal. She has to be portrayed as whiter than white and I have to be
portrayed as blacker than black. And with trigger offenses anything
that stirs up the deep rooted emotions of sex- violence - race-
religion...is exactly what the prosecution wanted.
“ He had told me of many sexual partners that he had prior to
our meeting . He would tell me that I would be a “ mother of many”
He initially wanted to call “ Jeremias” - “ Emmanuel” which
means “ God is with us”- he would draw plans of a Christian
mission situated somewhere in Africa specifically to help : “
streetchildren”
Riposte: The nature of my
occupation was to do with the meaning of names. We had a computer
programme that would explain what a name meant. We would print it out
and frame it- and sell it to the general public . It was a good
business and we made a lot of money doing it. Why does Ewelina not
mention this? Telling her the meaning of her name was meant as a
compliment. Ie Eve means
“ mother of the living”- I meant it to be a prophetic act seeing
as she wanted to be a missionary in Africa.
As for naming our son ; Ewelina was fully in agreement with that
choice. In fact Ewelina named our third child “ Nicole” - which
means “ victorious one”. As for having previous partners that was
me just being honest with my wife about my past. Regarding our vision
of starting a farmschool for streetchildren – she was fully I
agreement with this from the beginning , and I saw the meaning of her
name in context with this...period.
I was trying to define her role as
a woman of God...and my wife. There was nothing insulting or
condescending about this...I am truly sorry she was so spiritually
blind that she couldn't see this. I saw it in the prophetic sense
that our lives complimented each other...it was Gods perfect will and
plan for our lives. She would be the mother of many as I would be the
father to many.
I truly believed that she had this
same vision as she had initially shared her dream of being a
missionary in Africa working with small children... hence...”a
mother of many”..I didn't
believe there is much to be misunderstood there. As far as designing
the future; that is completely natural...fail to plan and plan to
fail... its in all of the motivational books... you plan what you
hope to achieve and you work towards it.
“ He
was always drawing pictures of various missionary projects he was
planning. In addition he would write love poems which he would make
me read. These poems hoever were not for me; but for a Swedish girl
called “ Matilda”. Matilda was an ex- girlfriend of Robins'. He
would carry with him in his wallet a naked picture of Matilda. He
told me that they separated because she had an abortion, and also she
could not keep up with his sexual demands.”
Riposte:
Matilda
Bostrom from Gavle, Sweden was my first love. We split up some months
after she had got pregnant and had an abortion. The reason
we broke up was because of our differentness
– not because of my sexual appetite. Thats complete and utter
rubbish.
Matilda was a model who
worked in Japan and she wasn't ready to settle down and become a
mother and pregnant. She chose her modeling career over motherhood.
Love
is the strongest of emotions , and it hurt me a lot to split with
her. I loved her. As part of that healing process ; I wrote poetry
about my feelings. Love is not a tap you can turn off. That is unless
you're not human.Duh...
By the time I met Ewelina I was over Matilda and had long since
stopped writing poetry about her- that relationship had ended 6 years
previously. The only thing I had to remind me of her was a photo
taken in India on beach in Goa. It was simply part of my history. The
poetry got published in a book I wrote called “ Love 22”
published in 1994. Ewelina read the book and was just jealous- I'm an
artist and don't write poetry about someone unless I'm inspired to.
And by the way...the picture got burned at Jivanadi as part of our
healing and deleiverance process we were going through as trainee
missionaries.
Laslty, I wrote many love letters to Ewelina which she kept but were
stolen and burned by her envious wicked sisters in Humniska.
Once
again truth vs Fiction!
My poetry is more about the tragedy and pain of love lost than the
fuzzy wuzzy mushiness – although I do that too sometimes... I have
since written some beautiful poems about Ewelina and my love for her.
The tragedy is that she'll probably never get to read them... and
thats really tragic!
On a final note about Matilda...she and I had a wonderful sex life.
Some of the best sex Ive had....but Ewelina and I went higher and
more tantric than I ever did with Matilda...it was just very
different. Both of it good...but different.
You see, there is the physical side and the emotional side.... but
then there is the spiritual ...I reached spiritual heights with my
wife on quite a few occasions that I couldnt quite reach with
Matilda... but on a physical and emotional level... Matilda was
better. Sex is like God creating the universe...its like the big
bang... and when two souls experience that at the same time...wow!
Thats something...!
And by sharing these facts I've giving honour to what Ewelina did
bring to the table... we communicated on levels many never reach in
their lifetime sleeping with hundreds of women... and this is another
reason our breakup was so tragic... and painful... !Although...if she
says she doesnt feel any pain...well then... shes simply psychotic. A
sociopath...or psychopath...whatever.
“After
moving back to the UK,as I have mentioned , and being pregnant with
Anastasia , I gave birth at a hospital in Northampton. I was in
labour with Anastasia for about 6 hours. I had a water birth with
Anastasia. This took place in a large tub. Robin insisted in video
recording the birth. I found the whole situation annoying and
irritating as I was in a lot of pain and Robin insisted that I smiled
for the camera.
He would later show the video to friends without my permission. He
would also take the videotape containing the footage out of the
house...this would make me feel extremely humiliated. When Anastasia
was born he held her up and claimed that her life was a miracle of
his own making.”
Riposte:
Again...TOTAL
blasphemous nonsense!!! Ewelina agreed to be filmed during the birth.
She could have at any time destroyed the video after the birth- but
she didn't...why? The midwife asked us for a copy of the tape to show
other people who wanted a waterbirth. We refused. We felt it a
private matter.
Since
then I have
changed this viewpoint because the birth of Anastasia was a
supernatural miracle birth, and I will explain...
Ewelina
was actually in labor for 12 hours not 6. She was extremely weak and
I was worried about her health. The doctors wanted to give her an
epidural to induce the birth. They were even considering an emergency
caesarian operation....I sent the doctors out of the room for 15
minutes to speak to Ewelina alone. At this point I took charge and
placed my hands on her stomach and prayed. The word that came to me
was : “ If you
have faith as small as a mustard seed ...I
said, you will get
up off this bed and walk!- If nothing happens by the time you get to
the canteen and back you can take as much drugs as you want to!”
She
replied: “ I'm
too tired to argue with you!...so she got up...took
3 steps...and immediately went into labour. Even the midwife
commented: “ Its
amazing what the power of prayer can do!”
Even she couldn't believe it.
A
waterbirth is less painful than a normal birth. In fact our third
child was born inexactly the same tub because it felt natural and
less painful- not my words but Ewelinas'. As far as saying to Ewelina
: “ SMILE!”- Ewelina was
obviously exhausted and I only joked with her to relieve the
tension...it wasn't my first birthing. I was trying to get her mind
off the pain.
Finally, after cutting the cord ; the midwife wrapped the child up in
a blanket and gave her to me to hold for the first time. I held the
baby up to God in offering and thanked Him for his Grace and His
miracle answer to my prayers. I dedicated the child to him and
immediately by the Holy Spirit the name came to me: “ANASTASIA”-
which means ...”RESURRECTION” . I certainly did not claim the
miracle one of my own making – this is sick.
Anastasia was nearly born in Bethlehem – and it was a difficult
pregnancy term for Ewelina. I dont deny that. Shortly after we left
Israel the Intifada began. Also Jeremias nearly choked to deth on
some winegums he had stuffed into his mouth. All of this cumulative
stress meant that the healthy birth of Anastasia was a small
victory...a small yet big miracle of God. I never – NEVER claimed
my daughters birth was a miracle of my own. That is a lie.
As far as being humiliated- that is her own paranoia and insecurity
rising up- she was our millennium child- and she gave us much hope
for the future. She was and is a miracle of God.
“ As mentioned during this time we were living in temporary
accommodation in Holcot, Northamptonshire. We moved to this new
address form Oxford. After Anastasia's birth, Robin continued to be
violent towards me. On one occasion I recall Anastasia would not
settle in the evening and began to cry. Robin came home from work and
began to drink wine. He blamed me for the babys crying . I tried to
quieten her but this did not please Robin. He became verbally
aggressive towards me , swearing at me. He then with his hand grabbed
at my hair .
I cant remember what side it was ( behind my hair) – at the time
my hair was long . He pulled me so hard that the hair came away from
my head causing a bald patch. After this Robin made me sit up all
night and listen to him talking and drinking wine. I was afraid to
disobey in case I got hurt again.
Riposte:I remember our life in Holcot well. We stayed in a 2
bedroomed cottage in the countryside. Every morning we were given
fresh eggs from our neighbor . We had Ella staying with us for a time
, and the Jesus army used to visit us every Thursday. I started my
gardening company form Holcot
( Shalom Gardens) with only £ 25 . It was around May 2000. I
bought my tools at the local tip. At this time both Ewelina and I
used to read and pray together. We firmly believed and practised what
we had learned form Jivanadi. Often when we felt under demonic attack
we would sit u and talk- and pray and read the bible...as any parents
with children know... young babies sometimes keep you up all
night...and Anastasia was not a quiet baby. He kept us up many a
night. Jeremias was a lovely little boy and rarely gave us any
trouble.
The birth and looking after the children put pressure on us both.
Sometimes we did argue. But I do know that it wasn't caused from
drinking a glass or two of red wine. As far as pulling out her hair-
thats a complete lie. The only explanation for her bald spot is
possible apaletia caused from vitamin depletion after the birth.
The truth is there is no reason I would get violent with my wife
unless there was extraordinary circumstances... my ex wife liked to
scream at the children to get them to comply- or if she lost her
patience... sometimes she would beat them to provoke me.
As crazy as it
sounds...sometimes it worked!
Sometimes she would smash something to get my attention- whatever she
did I began to realise that it was another excuse to humiliate me...
I was beaten as a small child by a woman with an iron bar; and it is
my own weak point (in my character) of which I have no control over.
You see...I was beaten as a small child by a woman, an Afrikaans
woman who hated the British...
The truth is there is no reason I would get violent with my wife
unless there were extraordinary circumstances. My wife liked to
scream at the children rather than use a calm tone with them. She did
not have patience when dealing with 3 small children. She could not
deal with toddlers.
I began to think Ewelina was suffering from post natal depression and
that was one of the root causes of her violence against the children.
Unfortunately, it began to develop into a pattern.
I would come home from work and I would find bruises,scratches and
pinch marks on the childrens face, arms and body. I couldn't
understand why Anastasia was always crying so much . As time went by
. The penny dropped.
What resulted was a “ circle of domestic violence”- at first I
tried to pray for and ask God to “ deliver” her – Ewelina from
her demons. Later as the child abuse got worse...the domestic
violence also increased...! It was a closed spiritual circle.
Make no mistake here...my ex wife was violent with the children...but
it usually only happened when she could not cope with them. I will go
into more detail on this subject at a later stage. On the whole she
was a good wife and mother...but when she couldn't cope she did
stupid and dangerous things.
“ Even though we had a place to stay , Robin insisted that we
travelled – despite the fact that we had infant children. Robin
insisted that when we travelled , we stayed in a tent. I was not
given disposable nappies , and had to use travelling ones – which
on many occasions I would have to wash in cold water. Robin rarely
helped me with the basic parenting duties . When we travelled we
would go to various Christian groups – some of which were very
extreme ; such as Taize.
Taize is a Catholic community run by a Brother Roger. This is
based in Southern France ;- again this movement provides free
food and accommodation . It was during this trip that I fell pregnant
with Nicole. The trip was very tiring for me as the children would be
crying a lot , and I would be blamed for this.”
Riposte:Taize is NOT extreme at all , and does not provide
free food and accommodation . They made an exception for us as a
family because we were traveling missionaries and we were traveling
on a very tight budget. Brother Roger who was recently murdered by a
crazed Romanian woman started his prayer community shortly after the
Second World War.
He realized Europe needed a place where people could pray for peace
and reconciliation in the aftermath of the war. He found the village
of Taize on his scouting mission and shared his vision with a woman
who invited him to dinner. She said: “ Why don't you come here and
do it?”
He did.
Each year the 10 or so brothers and sisters receive thousands of
people of ALL faiths and denominations ( including Buddhists) to pray
and sing devotional adoration songs and have fellowship and lectures.
I met Brother Roger and he prayed for our family and blessed us.
Ewelina benefited from the experience just as much as I did. People
were warm, friendly and open and the teachings were good- as well as
the singing. In fact I would say Jivandi is much more extreme and
dogmatic than Taize community. About parenting , I did my best under
the circumstances. As far as living in a tent whilst travelling ;
theres nothing whatsoever wrong with this and shows that I was
providing shelter for my family.
People have been and still live in tents all over the world...and for
thousands of years. In fact Ewelina has had much experience of this
lifestyle from rainbow gatherings...as far as “ blaming” Ewelina
– I certainly did not do so...children cry all the time...I would
not have blamed her unnecessarily unless it was true and there was
something she wasn't doing...eg neglect. A far as using towel
nappies... we used towel nappie with our first child and when we were
travelling we normally used disposables – there was only one
journey across Europe which we did not in the early part of our
marriage when we went to Rumania. After that particular trip we did
not use towel nappies again. The reason we used them in the first
place is because we both did not want to pollute the Earth and towel
nappies were more environmentally friendly. In fact I travelled with
a mobile nappie washer called the “sputnik”. I managed to fit it
into my backpack. Unfortunately , it cracked and we weren't able to
use it on that particular journey across Europe.
So in short towel nappies were environmentally friendly and more
economic. Ewelina grew up washing clothes in cold water and it wasn't
something she was not unaccustomed to. Finally, our travels across
Europe usually happened in summertime.
It was
rarely cold weather.
“ Robin was constantly wanting sex with me. He had an extremely
high sex drive. I was not allowed to refuse him. I was not allowed to
refuse him. The only time he would not have sex with me was whilst I
was on my period. He refused to allow me to take contraception and
himself would never use any. He would tell me that he did not want me
to experience the pleasure of sex despite the fact that he would get
the pleasure from it. He would say that he was frightened that I
would discover how pleasurable sex could be. He would also make
comments about other women in my presence. If he saw a girl he liked
he would say aloud sexist comments about her and her body. This he
did on many occasions in my presence.”
Riposte: Here we see that my wife is being coached what to say
for ...” maximum effect”. We had a healthy sex life as any
married couple has. We were no different. I was my wifes first sexual
partner ; and consequently I found myself being her “ teacher”
somewhat unwittingly. I have always believed as a rule in temperance
in all things ; and that is why I said we should be aware and careful
not to let our passions and sexual desires get the better of our
higher selves. My wife had many orgasms. When she made love to me she
usually was on top ( although we tried different positions)- when she
had an orgasm , she would usually scream with ecstasy – waking up
the entire house... she couldn't stop herself from screaming with
pleasure!... ( In fact I had to cover her mouth when she was having
an orgasm)- neighbours used to complain about our lovemaking because
it was too noisy...I was sincerely worried when she started demanding
sex form me that she was turning into a sex fiend. A maniac. A nymph.
I can honestly say without being ashamed of it that our sex life was
passionate, hot and mutually beneficial. It only changed when her
insatiable appetite for bigger and better led her to relieve herself
elsewhere. My warning to her about liking sex too much was in that
context that it could lead to adultery. As it happens ...I was right.
About making “ sexist” comments about other women- that is
balderdash and doesn't even deserve a response. All couples have
bedroom banter before sex ...its all good... its part of the sexual
attraction and the wanting of each other...its a dynamic as primal as
the apes. Its very deeply primal and it works.
As far as improving our sexlife... I'm no conservative- if she had
her period I was willing to look at other alternatives- including
those that prevent contraception. The only time we indeed have oral
and anal sex was in an attempt to save our marriage and sex life.
Again- it was consensual. This is a lame attempt to put us back into
the Victorian age and prudify sex... its always been a private matter
between two people in love. Fullstop. I will address the issue of
contraception next.
“ My third child Nicole was born on the 9th
of June, 2001 in the same hospital as Anastasia. Again I had a
water delivery although this time Robin didn't video
the birth,but he photographed it. Also on this occasion
he insisted I smiled despite the pain of childbirth. Just before
Nicole's birth we moved to 48 Hood Rd. , Daventry- (
actually 42 Hood rd- Northamptonshire). This was a permanent
placement and owned by a housing association. When Nicole was a baby
, and before she was one year old – robin decided that we should
all drive to a Christian mission in Romania
to help poor children. Robin had found out about this mission via
the internet. This mission was run by a couple – Stefan & Helga
. Stefan was Romanian , and Helga was Dutch. The
mission was funded by a church in Romania.
Robin had bought a 7 seater car and the journey took about
ten days. The mission was located in a village in Romania. The
mission was a large wooden house occupied by Stefan, Helga and
their 5 children. The mission was a daycare or school set up so that
local families could bring their children whilst they went to work.
The children brought there were young – about 4-5 years old. Stefan
let us stay in an out building , but we ate in their house . Stefan
and Helga were very warm, likeable people. Robin took us there to
help- but once there he didn't help. Robin continued to treat me bad
with verbal and physical abuse. This was noticed by Stefan. Robin
would argue with Stefan. The situation became so bad that they wanted
Robin to leave; but told me that I was free to stay.”
Riposte: Once my good wife is economical with the truth and mixes it
with pure falsehood to try to put me in a bad light. I actually met
Stefan in a mission called Kwasizabantu in South Africa in 1998- she
was with me at the time... and NOT with through the internet.
We struck up a friendship, and I shared my vision of building a
farmschool for streetchildren in Transkei. He invited me to visit his
mission in Valchid, Transylvania to help equip and train my wife and
I for the mission field. Whilst in Daventry my wife and I drove up to
Borough Hill where we used to pray and asked God for direction. We
wanted to be released form our ministry in Daventry. We hated it
there. We also were in agreement that it was time for us to leave
Southbrook Estate in Daventry. As I was praying the word “ Rumania”
came into my spirit five times. Ewelina witnessed to this and we were
in complete unity about where we had to go to next. I sent our
belongings by truck to Rumania through a Christian company called
LINK RUMANIA , a registered charity delivering aid to to the poor in
Rumania. We drove to Poland to visit Ewelinas parents and show them
the baby- Nicole...Oh yeah; I remember why I used the video camera
the time Anastasia was born. It was like anything new- you want to
try it out. It was a milestone for both of us.
Regarding contraception- after Nicole's birth Ewelina said she didn't
want to have any more children. I agreed that she needed a rest from
childbearing. Had I been intransigent like a Catholic priest I would
have said...” Every sperm is sacred!”- and we would have had 10
babies or more and lived on potatoes and benefits... But like the
Earth in the fields... ( I prayed about it) – sometimes you need to
leave the ground fallow for awhile to recuperate its vitality.
Stefan was happy to have us as a family. But he didn't treat us very
well. We were 5 souls stuffed into a very small room next to an open
sewer. Ewelinas legs got bitten mercilessly by insects which turned
into open sores and infected wounds. It also smelled of shit...and
the roof leaked. We couldn't even swing a cat around the room. There
were other empty rooms that were dry and larger which we could have
stayed in... but he refused us to occupy these rooms. Perhaps he
wanted to humble us- to make sure we were genuine. Stefan told me to
pray and to seek God and didn't want me working in the garden or in
the school.
We were forbidden to mix with the villagers or accept any hospitality
from them or to talk to other church workers. Why then do you think I
argued with him?
The mission was funded by a group in Holland- not a church in
Romania. As far as not helping in the daily activities – again
utter nonsense...I helped whenever and wherever I could or was
permitted to. Painting and decorating – driving for supplies from
the market- acting as a chauffeur... the split came when I complained
about our living conditions – and Stefans misuse of charitable
gifts in the village. Stefan was a control freak. Even he admitted
it. He was a good man- father and husband and a lover of the
gospel...but he had anger and control and women issues. He liked
sex...and sometimes he liked to a bit on the side...
He was Human after all- like all of us...and he just needed a
brother, a Christian brother to support him. As we all do.
I soon began to realize that it would not work with him longterm. He
was going through some marital problems of his own- even his
overseers were not happy with the way Stefan dispensed foreign aid to
the gypsies and especially with how he was treating us as his
resident helpers or volunteers.
I felt alienated and dis-empowered by the whole experience ...it was
a small village 25 kilometers from the nearest town- Sighisoara. I
also knew that the bad living conditions were having an effect on our
marriage. Ewelina was sharing her duties with Helga and their 7 or 8
children and what the Cotaorba's needed really was an Au pair... what
they were actually doing was trying to drive a wedge between us so
they could poach her and use her for just that... and that was the
problem. I figured it out.
This plan involved kicking me out of the mission and then to use
Ewelina as a kind of maidservant for Helga. They wanted to travel to
Holland to get more money from their homechurch and they were
stuck... they needed an extra body to help with the kids. It was both
a sinister and cynical plan.
I wasn't
going to let that happen!
So I contacted another mission 25 kilometers away in a citadel city
called “ Sighisoara” or Seben Bergen – Sebenbergen originates
from the Germanic word for Seven Mountains and was the inspiration
for the story of the Pied Piper of Hamlyn's story. The children were
kidnapped and taken to Sebenbergen as a form of punishment ...Dracula
or Vlad Tepes was born here. During my time in Valchid I helped
campaign against the building of a giant theme park that was to be
called “ Draculaland” - even Prince Charles visited the area to
speak against the cutting down of 1000 years old trees.
WE
WON!
They went elsewhere ( the developers) – Ewelina had her mind fixed
on looking after her 3 children. Her mind was not for mission work
although her heart may have been for it. I should have seen the signs
early on. Picked them up. Sometimes it sounds romantic to be a
missionary ...but, as a good friend once told me in my training...”
Being a missionary is 10 % inspiration and 90% perspiration!”
For all Stefans shortcomings – he was a good man and a hard
worker... and I have since made my peace with him... we agree to
disagree!- He was committed and in the end ...thats what counts!
So we learned from each other...” iron sharpens iron!”-
there was no “ abuse” as Ewelina states...another rotten lie!!!
I did my best to improve our living conditions ; but I wasn't going
to stand for being “ abused” or “separated”- from my family.
Stefan was wrong to try to interfere in our personal married
life..and wrong to forbid contact with other missionaries. He
was also wrong to stuff us in an unhealthy environment as a
means of testing our desire to serve God.
And finally, he was wrong to let bicycles donated by
the good hearts of well meaning people in Holland to rust in the
backyard...when there were good people who needed them. (There were
over 50 of them rusting in the backyard)
But Stefan didn't like being told he was wrong. He had a pretty
strong ego.
“ Stefan would also assist older children , and ran a project to
take teenage children to a computer course in a nearby town. Robin
insisted that he took the children in our seven seater van . The
offer would of greatly assisted Stefan and the youths; but for some
reason – and I never knew why; Stefan refused to let Robin drive
the children. Robin wanted to be alone whilst transporting the
children. Helga stated that Robins behavior wasn't right – and she
offered me shelter , and a place to stay. I had to leave with Robin.
Almost every place or mission we stayed in; we had to leave because
of Robins behavior.”
Riposte: Stefan ran a project alongside the church of the Nazarene to
educate teenagers about the use of computers. These teenagers were
NOT children at all; they were OVER 16 as most of them had finished
their highschool...and were of working age. This project was taking
place in an education center called “ House on the Rock” in
Sighisoara in the citadel itself. - 25 kilometers away!
I was bored in Valchid doing nothing because I wasn't given anything
to do except sit around and pray. Seek Gods will. Thats what Stefan
said. Stefan would normally drive these teenagers – alone...to
their lessons and drive them back...alone when they were done with
their classes. During the 2 weeks I took over this task according to
Stefan's request- nothing untoward took place...and he asked me to do
it because his own car was broken and at the mechanic.
Whats more its not true that I took the teenagers alone- I dint have
the money for the petrol to cover the 5 kilometers every day to and
from Sighisoara...so I picked up hitchhikers along the way who
covered the costs of my fuel...God provided!
I got no expense money from Stefan to cover the costs of the
transportation.
After the two week period Stefan started to get paranoid and jealous
that I was taking over his ministry and couldn't control it... as I
began to get known and popular amongst the local villagers.
To suggest- even suggest that I was exploiting “ children” even
if they were teenagers... is complete and absolute rubbish. The use
of the word “ insisted “ IS an obvious sign that she is being led
on how to present her “ facts” to an ignorant unspiritually
minded jury... people who are untrained in spiritual matters. And
without discernment... its all geared towards slandering or
assassinating my character by painting a black picture and project
the same consistent picture into the minds of an unsuspecting group
of 12 random people who are being uprooted from their daily lives to
decide the fate of someone they do not know....someone who is and who
has an uncommon lifestyle.
I worked for free. I did my work for the Glory of God – thats all!
Amen.
It just goes to show how selfish and evil people can be inside their
hearts; and how easily they can deny the God that saved them. And for
this Ewelina will surely burn in hell. Without even passing
“ Go”...she will go straight to hell!
In my life I have been struck by this dormant jealousy and envy
whenever I tried to do something good...theres a very old and true
English saying...” No good deed goes unpunished!” I call
this spirit the spirit of Jezabel.
After I uncovered the plot of Helga and Stefan to split up our
family, I decided it was time to leave.
I felt our time in Valchid had shown what a little bit of power can
do in the hands of the wrong people. It was a practice run for our
eventual vision in Africa. What NOT to do! Whilst visiting Sighisoara
every day I visited other missions in the area and at one of them I
was offered a job and accommodation at a very reasonable rate.
It is also NOT true to make a statement that every place we left
because of my behavior. My personality as an individual often comes
head to head with the people in authority. I know and realise that I
too have authority issues- mainly because I've sen how people often
abuse their positions of stewardship so easily. But thats not always
the case. Ive seen benevolent authority too.
Perhaps too this is why God chose me to do work that many cannot or
would not do. I have a special anointing for all the nations of the
world. Also I am a natural born leader , and I don't feel sorry or
guilty about it.
Most charismatic people eventually start up their own thing...I'm
also an entrepreneur, and I always try to work out how to do things
in a more efficient way. I have given up my time, my energy, and my
resources to help people in the pursuit of spreading the Gospel of
Jesus Christ...and thats a fact!- no matter what anyone says... as
you get punished for doing good deeds...you also get criticized for
standing up and doing the right thing without favor.
In this instance I can categorically say that what I did was done in
the Name of Christ..and there most certainly was NO ulterior motive
or any thoughts of grooming young girls for sex- which is where this
slur is going... I wanted to be useful – thats all!
Ewelina knows what she is saying is perjury – but is obviously
being led by “ Sapphire “ ( sexual crimes liaison office)-or some
other organ of the state and the “ investigating” officer DC
Wedger . I am amazed that a man who claims to be a professional
cannot spot the numerous inconsistencies...unless he was part
of the conspiracy to pervert the course of justice!!!
On the one hand she says I did not help with the mission work- yet on
the other hand describes an incident where I'm actually helping !-
hah! ...This once more proves this was an adversorial investigation
and malicious prosecution – not an objective investigation
interested in the pursuit of justice.
Ewelina breaks off here and continues giving her statement on the
26th Augusts, 2008. It is important to know here that she
had read my blog which I had just published on the internet called “
Dr. Jecklina & Mrs Hyde- which infuriated her...( her wicked
sister posted a copy of the blog to DC Wedger from Spain).
She was also due in family court on September 1st
, 2008 because I had applied to have contact with my children.
These two factors motivated her to ratch it up to the next level and
lie with all her heart- mind and soul to fit me up and put me in
prison for a longtime... if she could have murdered me... legally...
she would have done so... but this was the next best thing... her
love for me had turned into an intense hatred.
It is also plain for anyone to see that the investigating officer had
more than a professional interest in fitting me up as well... it was
most definitely ...personal!- “GET DENTON-!..at all
costs... no matter what it takes-get him banged up! Do
it! -He says he believes in
God...well then..do Gods work ( stitch him
up)ha!-ha!ha!”-(That was the order from on high...more
of less)
“ After leaving Stefan and Helga's we
travelled to a town called Sighisoara in Transylvania . Robin met
with a woman called Karen. Karen was a Rumanian woman who had a
mission funded by overseas money, mainly from America to help street
children . Karen and her husband seemed to have a very comfortable
life and lived in a large house which was built form the profits of
the mission. She would engage with the streetchildren – feed them –
teach them the bible and gospel music. The mission would teach the
children and record it.
Robin arranged for us to help the mission; and we were given free
accommodation as a result. As usual I had a hands on approach and
would assist in giving food to the children, but Robin would on most
occasions avoid practical help with the children.”
Riposte: Again Ewelina doesn't state the truth or the facts.
This womans name was Carmin not Karen. Her husband was a dentist.
They built the mission partly from overseas funds and partly from the
provision of their own funds ; and the local pentecostal church of
which they were members. The church provided the building for the
feeding scheme. The teaching programme was Christian based and the
outreach was to underprivileged families, children and gypsies or
Sigourney. Until I arrived no gospel music was recorded . I organized
the recording of their first album as well as the printing of
leaflets describing what the mission was doing.
