On April 28, 2017, ex-pastor Jacob Malone received a sentence from Chester County, Pennsylvania judge Jacqueline Cody in light of the fact that he entered a guilty plea due to intoxicating his rape victim with alcohol, exerting undue influence over her as her pastor, and forcibly getting her pregnant. I put his sorry-not-perspective in my own words:
I'm sorry...only that I got caught. Were I really sorry, I never would've planned to victimize my former charge in the first place—let alone began to carry out my plan by luring her to reside with me, Libby, and my and Libby's children. I never would've lured her into the Malone residence only to pile alcohol onto her, kiss and touch her as a starting point to commit progressively-worse acts of sexual battery, and exert undue influence over her—especially as her pastor and surrogate father, I knew that I could get her to be quiet as I intoxicated her with alcohol and sexually batter her in the name of Jesus. Besides, I got her to live with me permanently—or so I thought—and go to school in my area—and she never ratted me out to her teachers or other school staff once.
Then I forcibly got her pregnant as I once again raped her—if I were really sorry, why would I force a child, especially a pro-life one whom knows that neither she nor our child did anything wrong, to have to prepare to explain why she's not a whore or a teenage delinquent? I brazenly put that girl in a position to carry a scarlet letter on her name—she wondered if she did something to deserve what I did, and I couldn't have cared less.
Meanwhile, I didn't turn myself into the police or confess to my church—in fact, I had Libby sit with me as I made a video to tell a different story than that my church kicked me out after I raped one of my congregants and forcibly had her conceive a child. I also never surrendered my passport—in fact, I acted like an asylum-seeking victim and a refugee while my victim had to go through a painful process to find refuge in God—and I didn't pay any child support or victim compensation before I intercontinentally traveled.
I came back to the United States two weeks later to turn myself into the police only because I was a wanted man whom wanted to enter a guilty plea and craft a favorable plea deal for myself. If I were repentant in the meantime, I would've filed divorce from Libby and give her full custody of my and Libby's kids in order to protect her and them—after all, I didn't get only two years; at least 18 years and 5 months alone is a long time to not see Libby and my children, including the child of my victim; and I've lost my paternity rights in regard to both Libby's children by me and my victim's child forcibly conceived by me.
I could go on and give some other details, though you get the point—as I said, I'm sorry only that I got caught.
I'm sorry...only that I got caught. Were I really sorry, I never would've planned to victimize my former charge in the first place—let alone began to carry out my plan by luring her to reside with me, Libby, and my and Libby's children. I never would've lured her into the Malone residence only to pile alcohol onto her, kiss and touch her as a starting point to commit progressively-worse acts of sexual battery, and exert undue influence over her—especially as her pastor and surrogate father, I knew that I could get her to be quiet as I intoxicated her with alcohol and sexually batter her in the name of Jesus. Besides, I got her to live with me permanently—or so I thought—and go to school in my area—and she never ratted me out to her teachers or other school staff once.
Then I forcibly got her pregnant as I once again raped her—if I were really sorry, why would I force a child, especially a pro-life one whom knows that neither she nor our child did anything wrong, to have to prepare to explain why she's not a whore or a teenage delinquent? I brazenly put that girl in a position to carry a scarlet letter on her name—she wondered if she did something to deserve what I did, and I couldn't have cared less.
Meanwhile, I didn't turn myself into the police or confess to my church—in fact, I had Libby sit with me as I made a video to tell a different story than that my church kicked me out after I raped one of my congregants and forcibly had her conceive a child. I also never surrendered my passport—in fact, I acted like an asylum-seeking victim and a refugee while my victim had to go through a painful process to find refuge in God—and I didn't pay any child support or victim compensation before I intercontinentally traveled.
I came back to the United States two weeks later to turn myself into the police only because I was a wanted man whom wanted to enter a guilty plea and craft a favorable plea deal for myself. If I were repentant in the meantime, I would've filed divorce from Libby and give her full custody of my and Libby's kids in order to protect her and them—after all, I didn't get only two years; at least 18 years and 5 months alone is a long time to not see Libby and my children, including the child of my victim; and I've lost my paternity rights in regard to both Libby's children by me and my victim's child forcibly conceived by me.
I could go on and give some other details, though you get the point—as I said, I'm sorry only that I got caught.
