Today, July 31, a jury found a pastor, Jippy Doyle, guilty of raping a teenage girl several years ago; she was one of his parishioners and is now in her twenties (the story is reported in the Nation on August 1). He was due to spend time initially at Dodd's Prison, in St. Philip. The case had a number of highlights, which had caught people's attention:
- The fact that this pastor had felt it appropriate to greet the then 13-year-old at his home just wearing a towel ... "Is wha' kin' o' ministerin' he plan to gi' she?"
- His defence included that he was not at the scene of the crime at all but at his mother's home in Sweet Vale ... "He t'ink he and de gal in sweet vale..." But sweetness seems to be a feature of the whole story...
- After he had kissed the girl and had sex with her, he gave her a bag of sweets (I kid you not) and B$20 (for what, cab fare or services rendered?) ... "Sweets for daze!"
- "Poor ol' Jippy; he acted like a gyp and he goin' get gyp now." [a gyp is a fraudster or means to swindle or cheat]
- "I don' know if he goin' t'ink that being up at Dodd's go gi' hi' any fillip. He might fin' a Philip who is no saint sharing who go gi' hi'. Heh-hey!"
- "After a nite wi' some o' de boys in prison, ol' Jippy goin' be doddering fi true. Heh-hey!"
- "Well, you can understand how, wi' a start like dat, de preacher good at horse play."
- "Someone may show hi wha' i' mean to serve de queen. Heh-hey!"
- "He goin' need de service of a miracle hi'self."
The judge agreed that sentencing be postponed pending a pre-sentence report. I understand that an appeal is being prepared.
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