Kelly Smith Weblog Aficionado: Just a guy vs. Life

Never mind the Homeland, is your home secure?

I hope this guy is vegan, because if he gets convicted he will have to toss salads in the big house I am sure.

Brian J. Doyle: All-American loser.

Apparently the genius pictured above is the deputy press secretary for the Department of Homeland Security. Kind of ironic that someone who works for the DHS is a severe threat to any home that happens to house pubescent girls. It seems that this genius thought it would be fun to initiate a conversation with a girl who he thought was a fourteen year old girl. Luckily for society-at-large, it was a sheriff's deputy who was baiting herself to be approached by pedophiles.

Apparently this guy is 55 years old, and a divorced father. Just like a DUI charge, you are rarely caught on your first offense. There is no telling how many other children he has approached. Well, I would say that we are about to have a new GS level job opening at DHS. I realize that he is innocent until proven guilty, but this one looks bad. Here is an excerpt of the news story.

Judd said that Doyle, in the first conversation, told the detective his job
with the department and "started immediately into pretty vulgar language. He
explained in graphic detail the sexual acts he wanted to perform with this
14-year-old."

http://www.cnn.com/2006/LAW/04/04/homeland.arrest/index.html

Incidentally, according to police he has confessed, and has waived extradition from Maryland to Florida.

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