Steven (via molls)

It’s true. My elementary school had five pedophile priests in a row - we were like the ‘91 Wolverines of Church rape - and the last one, Fr. Bob Malloy, was definitely Chris Webber.

He was accused in 1998 of 42 charges, including sexual offenses against boys, evidence tampering and hiring or offering for hire some boys to perform sexual acts. After a long, strange investigation in which even his own attorney was briefly forbidden to see the evidence, he was finally given nearly five years probation after pleading no contest to five counts of attempted criminal solicitation to commit tampering with evidence, suspended from working in a parish, forbidden to have unsupervised contact with minors and required to attend therapy.

I remember when it was happening to my friends, without going into details all of the allegations were completely true but their parents being good Catholics didn’t want to defame the Church and refused to bring charges against him or the others (he was eventually convicted of evidence tampering, which had nothing to do with the sexual assault of [very young] minors).

I was thinking about it after reading a GQ article on Tony Stancl’s sexual extortion of his class mates, and how the stigma of homosexuality is so strong that even in cases of explicit sexual assault on friends and relatives, people have to revert to “prison ass-rape” jokes to cope with it because they make it seem detached and unreal, like a late-night monologue or something Charlie Sheen would say on a shitty sitcom.

Was I hurt that none of the priests ever tried to have sex with me? I like to think that they just kinda knew they couldn’t handle all this.