Overcoming Setbacks

It’s all about just getting on with it.

I sometimes hear people comment on how seeing gross people engage in disgusting behaviour on a regular basis must be draining. It must take some kind of toll and be depressing to be that exposed to a community that organises itself around cruelty and depravity. 

My thinking is, I’d sooner be there than not. The idea of something like that existing, and there being no serious effort made to archive it, talk about it and shed light on it is far more unsettling to me.

You heard it here first that Indonesia freed Romy Sasmita, a man who has tortured and killed infant macaques, systemically over the course of years. His victims are likely approaching three figures. Two or two hundred, it makes no difference in the eyes of Indonesian law, sentencing is lenient all the same. 

There are no registers in place to monitor people who derive sexual pleasure or  enjoyment from the act of torturing and raping animals. Certainly not in Indonesia. Therefore, someone who makes a career out of dismembering live infant macaques, sodomising them and subjecting them to torture with explosive devices can do this freely before and after being subject to a minor penalty.

In the case of Sebastian Fiqri, no penalty or fine was expected to be paid. He was allowed to sodomise and torture his way across a number of infant macaques through part of 2023 and continues to enjoy access to animals. 

For Westerners, law enforcement is scattered in its approach. A perpetrator can be active for years, openly so, after being identified, before law enforcement intervene. In some cases they can rape and disembowel puppies in hotel rooms and film themselves having sex with animals, dead or otherwise, over the course of decades and nobody pays too much mind.

Without exception, zoosadists can simply ask not to be given a maximum sentence. No matter how extreme their activity, if they say sorry and promise not to do it again they’ll be looking at two or three years rather than five. Having children becomes an advantage, they can argue that they’re needed at home. Despite previously having a track record of spending their time at home commissioning videos of animals being raped and tortured.  

For some of them, the prospect of two years in prison is devastating. For others, it’s a speed bump. I’ve talked to a couple who have pretty much said outright that losing their kids for a few years is no biggy. They did what they did and don’t really care, they enjoyed it enough that it was worth risking whatever relationships they have with their children. Not only that, they’ll protect their people until they’re backed into a corner and forced to give up names. 

Even if they’re no longer directly funding animal torture porn, they’ll protect the people who are.

The reason I like to at least attempt to engage with the very worst among them is because it allows for a more complete story to be told. I can look at someone’s courtroom sob story and categorically say; ‘they laughed at us when we suggested they talk to someone and get help. They loved what they were doing. They are liars, they are not remorseful.”

Accepting that some people are just evil at their core, that there is simply no humanity to appeal to is harder for me than being exposed to the crimes that they commit. It’s demoralising to have to concede that there is no fixing this. They like doing what they do. They will keep doing it, or engaging in similar, sadistic and sexually criminal behavior unless they are stopped by force. They are dangerous.

On a positive note, these unwavering and remorseless perverts count themselves among a small minority. Whatever little victory they feel they achieved in not talking rings particularly hollow when a handful of their group members did talk. In the end, they’ll have chosen a terrible, shameful hill to die on. And when the story is told in full, this will be made clear.