Today on this clear winters morning, my car would seem to drive itself all the way from the driveway of my home in lower fairfield county right up to the very steps of The New Haven Superior courthouse.
My cars ultimate destination----? Probable cause hearing for one Steven Hayes- half of the reprobate pair of men charged with the assaults, kidnapping and murders of Jennifer, Haley and little 11 year old Michaela Petit this past July, May they rest in peace.
I left my house early morning with the intention in mind of buying some milk with perhaps a stop off to an area beach, something that I enjoyed when the fewest people were likely to be there-its a very peaceful place in the winter months.
My subconscious mind had other ideas; I did have a vague sense that today was the day for certain something happening, but couldn't recall exactly what...As I drove, I remembered, ugh. it was the day of the probable cause hearing for Steven Hayes the older defendant "accused" in the Petit crimes
As my heart filled wih equal parts anger and grief, my car simply righted itself towards I95 northbound destination New haven.
It wasn't as if Id ever made A decision to attend the hearing. In fact all practical considerations pointed towards not going; ie there would be way too many people there, there would be security issues galore-(this due to the immense public outcry and anger over the hideousness of these crimes.) and last but not least, what good would my presence serve?
The Petit family seemed to have a A lot of support from their friends family and community- beloved as they were, and are, to the townspeople.
For the rest of the drive I drove in a near-hypnotic state and the next thing I knew--I was right smack in front of the New haven courthouse. Miraculously, I found a convenient parking spot straight away, This was just one of several unusual happenings that were to happen on this day;
As I parked I was encouraged-though surprised by the lack of people outside. I'd fully expected a atmosphere reminiscent of the arraignment of these two monsters back in August. According to news coverage The Meridan courthouse had been stuffed with local citizens and press alike. And While the media comprised part of the crowd that day, the general public had turned out in droves-many simply to show support for the victims family, including Dr William Petit, the sole survivor of these awful crimes that robbed him of his wife and children and left him with a near fatal head injury. A picture of His face, bruised and stitched and filled with grief, attending his families memorial, was now a permanent resident of my heart and soul.
The idea of a huge crowd had been one of the biggest reasons that Id decided earlier in the week not to attend the hayes hearing. I was working on the date of the hearing for komisarjevsky, thus alleviating me of even the option of attending. But something deeper within me clearly wanted, or perhaps needed to go to this second one, depite the practical reasons not to.
When I arrived I noted a very modest gathering of press with cameras, set up at one corner of the courthouse. As I had left my home that morning with no idea of where I was really going, I had no idea what time this hearing was to begin---perhaps Id missed it and that would explain why the crowd and press was so thin... Glancing at my car clock I saw that it was 9;50 am.
Now most court proceedings that I'd attended were always in the morning and always at about this time. Another coincidence---Or was it--? It sure was beginning to seem that a higher power was at work here.
I spotted some movement up on the roof of an adjacent building, I discerned what appeared to be an armed man in some kind of dark swat-type-garb. It took a full 20 seconds or so for this to sink in. My first careening thought , was that some vigilante had been laying in wait to pick off Hayes--but just as quickly I realized that this was in fact the opposite - it was a cop, making sure that no one did take a shot at this criminal.!!
Anger welled up as the reality of this Irony hit me- this clandestine heightened security was there to protect a killer from possible vigilantism. It certainly seemed an over the top display for these low life child killers . With my mind reeling over the display on the roof, I managed to walk through the security check at the entrance of the courthouse. I grabbed an elevator ride up to the 6th floor, where I'd been told that he hearing for one, Steven Hayes would be heard.
I was surprised however to run into a
second security checkpoint set up outside the doors to the courtroom itself. Geesh I thought, they are really going to great lengths to protect the life of this horrid man!
This time I was given a wave over with a metal finding machine by a grim looking guard and then patted down on my leg regions. I can only suppose they're looking for hidden weaponry of some kind that defied the metal detectors strapped to my darn legs! ( I should point out here that I consider myself a very innocuous looking female petite, small frame, middle-aged with a decidedly docile/pleasant manner)
Once past that little ordeal, I found myself having to choose a seat on one of the available courtroom benches, while waiting for the hearing to begin. The courtroom was surprisingly more bare than I had ever imagined. I noticed the faces of the Petit and hawke family members on the right side of the courtroom. And on the left side a few rows in front of me was a man sitting alone that looked a bit like Dr Petit, although clearly not him. Perhaps a brother or cousin.
Like so many other people in Connecticut, from the moment I learned of this crime I just have not been the same. My heart aches daily for this family what they went through and what the survivor Dr Petit is going through now. There is also a good deal of anger; For the killers as well as the states long-ineffective judicial system, who in essence, fed this family to the wolves.
For I know better than anyone, this crime never should have happened. And yet
it did. And here we sat awaiting the probable cause hearing for one of the two perpetrators of a crime not only against the Petit family, but against women, children and
humanity.
Another reason that I thought I'd decided not to attend this hearing was because of the assumption that it would be extremely quick and uneventful --This based upon co-defendant Joshua komisarjevsky.'s probable cause hearing this Tuesday, past; Komisarjevsy technically waived his right to this hearing, and plead
Not guilty to all of the charges against him for the very same crimes.
It should be mentioned that once any defendant waives his right to the probable cause hearing, a Not guilty plea is automatically entered on his behalf. And although apparently a standard practice, madly enough he actually said
those words in response to how do you plead to these charges "not guilty your honor."-
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And despite understanding that this plea is automatic, I still welled up with indigence upon hearing this man use those words. I couldn't help but wonder how the family felt hearing this
as well.
It would seem that our judicial system has made a frivolous "tactical" game out of something as important as a defendants accountability-in this case for taking life, or an
entire families lives. Three very promising decent lives. And desecrating one others in the process-Dr Petit the sole survivor of this cowardly carnage of his family.
As I listened to attorney Thomas Ulmann rattle on about Mr hayes'
rights in regards to the press's negative reporting of his client" my mind skittered and it hit me; komisarjevskys lawyer stated on Tuesday to the press "there are many
tactical reasons for a defendant to waive his right to a probable cause hearing..."insinuating that this was just such a case... I suddenly understood his tactical reasoning; If the hearing were to proceed normally ie without being waived, the prosecutor is required to lay out all of the evidenciary findings, to back up the
probable cause for the defendant to be charged with those crimes.
In this case it is 3 murders, 4 kidnappings, one assault and 2 sexual assaults. And remember, The press is at these hearings folks; Thus all of the awful details that make these crime
real to the public, are found within the details of the probable cause findings.
You see unfortunately when crimes are reduced to only simple charges, as awful as they are, they become legally categorized, and thus more antiseptic. It is that much easier to detach a little bit, certainly from the depth of emotion that we would feel upon hearing the graphic details of the same crimes. With those details is the experience the suffering of the victims.
It is thus a small leap to begin imagining what Mrs Petit and her young daughters experienced in the commission of these crimes. The vivid terror and brutality of thier last hours .And this, this is the last thing that any defense attorney wants for their reprobate clients.. Thus, the hearing is 'waived" and the public( and thus potential jury pool) and the press do not hear the details of the last hours of the victims lives.
"Thank you your honor" from hayes snapped me out of my reverie. This was yet Another thing that sickened me within these proceedings-hearing this animal's feigned deference to the judge now, quite a change from his courtroom manner at the arraignment, which was reportedly surly and unrepentant.
Now however it was ever so politely "yes your honor, no your honor sir' While I'm certain that his attorney prepped him, ingratiating him upon the judge who is to preside over the remainder of this trial, but more importantly trying to create a less horrible image in the court of public opinion of his widely despised client.
This predictable posturing aside, I simply could not believe,nor stomach the level of over- politeness and solicitousness from this judge, towards this man who by his own account sexually assaulted a mother of two, strangled her to death while she begged for her life, and her children listening, arms and legs tied to their beds awaiting the horrible deaths that they knew would soon follow.
This man poured gasoline on two girls and set them on fire, leaving them to die a terrifying, excruciating death. He was caught as he scrambled out of their house laughing, laughing-and wearing A hat stolen from Hayley Petit . The depravity is simply off the charts.
So you will have to excuse me if I cannot comprehend this over the top civility, never mind the excessive physical protection, so easily given these monsters . This court is a place where justice is supposed to live. This man is one of two caught
red handed committing one of the most brutal crimes that this state has ever seen. And while I don't expect the judge to berate and beat them (although i admit, I like that notion...) some
sternness seems appropriate, given the situation. This out of respect for the surviving members of this family, many of whom were in attendance today.What of their rights "your "honor" et al?
These men should be treated with the absolute least deference and most basic of human considerations. Certainly, skip the pleasantries, no "good mornings" and "how are you today's"? Its inappropriate and its maddening.
I saw this very same thing in the court transcripts for komisarjevsky's multiple burglaries in 2002. The judge actually gave a new meaning to the word solicitous in his dealings with this man and his family. And although the crimes before him were not
yet murder rape arson and kidnapping-they were a multitude of dangerous home invasions, whereupon in each instance Komisarjevsky chose the late night early am hours when the homeowners were home nestled in their beds to break in and rob them, because as he put it, it was boring when noone was home. He didn't get the charge, the thrill, the high" Classic sociopath and for a change the prosecutor in those cases saw the potential for much more harm to innocent people at the hands of that young man in court before him. He labeled him a threat to the citizens of our state and He was right. But apparently they lost his court sentencing transcripts as well as most of his criminal history including details of the arrest warrants... the reason proffered by the powers that be---something to do with copying costs and long standing intra departmental file-sharing problems.
I
was also disheartened tho not surprised, to hear, from presiding judge damiani ".... that
nothing of much consequence will be going on for quite some time...". in reference to the next scheduled hearing date in late November, which the defendant today waived his right to personally appear at, presumably due to the drastic security concerns at the court house, or so stated by his attorney Thomas Ulmann. This coward has no problem raping and murdering women, but is afraid someone may take
a shot at him on the courthouse steps.
I went. I listened and I watched. Not as a voyeur, but as a supporter. I saw Mrs. Petit-
hawke's sister, who I recognized from a television interview just days after the crimes.
She was composed, but clearly deeply burdened and saddened, she was supported by a circle of friends and family.
Dr Petit was not there, something tells me that he is not ready to see the killers of his wife and children. It is understandable.
I gleaned a bit of new insight as well as some new information about the ongoing case- although as I said, this was not my reason for going. I still am not certain why I went, but I do know that i was deeply compelled to be there. I believe that I wanted to honor the Petits in some way and perhaps because of my own history with the Connecticut judicial ystem, be a bit of a watchdog for everyone who has been affected by this crime.
Anger welled up several times this morning, along with indigence and a fleeting sense of voyeurism into this surreal that just seemed hollow and almost fruitless. When the
hearing ended it was 11; 30 am. It started at 11;04..
Several things stuck with me all day. One was the appearance of the defendant steven Hayes.
All of the media photos we've seen were taken the day of the arrest or were previous mugshots from other arrests or paroles. He looks like a proverbial thug in these pictures; slightly under average height, stocky or pudgy with a decidedly ugly mean countenance- this is an ugly from the inside, of the soul , A darkness in the eyes that you cannot hide.
Today he appeared a different person. At first I thought that this was the wrong man, Then the clerk said his name- And I had to squint to get a better look. He was standing 4 rows ahead of me and somewhat on the diagonal, there were a few benches partially obstructing my view.
He was surprisingly short, 5' 5" at the most and he had apparently lost
a lot of weight- His head, previously shaved aka I wanna look like a bad guy, now had tufts of blackish grayish hair sprouting out of it.
He admitted upon the judges questioning that he was on daily medication-presumably for pain and "anxiety".The judge apparently worried that he was able to make decisions regarding his case with a clear head today. He said "oh yes" way too earnestly.
He seemed to be shrinking, diminishing, and I admit that I found a modicum of satisfaction in this. I wanted to believe that with nothing but time on his hands he realized the despicably of his acts and as a result his body began to reflect his conscience.
In reality, he is probably merely responding to the seriousness of his own predicament.
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