A Total Miscarriage Of Justice…
Tuesday, November 13, 2007Posted in: First Degree murder, Real life crime
This man is called Stefan Kiszko.
In 1976, he was found guilty of murdering eleven year old, Lesley Molseed. Lesley had been raped and brutally murdered.
Kiszko and his family had always maintained his innocence. His mother campaigned tirelessly for his release, believing that her son was innocent.
Finally in 1992, there was a break-through. Crucial evidence had been withheld, and it was discovered that the police had basically forced a ‘confession’ out of Kiszko. He fit their idea of a murderer because he was mentally challenged, and he was a foreigner.
“Lord Lane, the Lord Chief Justice, finally declared the conviction unsafe after hearing that Mr Kiszko could not have been the source of semen on Lesley’s underwear, and thus the murderer, because his condition made him incapable of producing sperm.
An investigation was launched into why this information was not disclosed to the defence in the 1976 trial.”
Basically, this evidence was withheld at the original trial. Also Kiszko had a rock solid alibi that was never brought to the attention of the courts.
Kiszko was released in 1992, but eighteen short months later, he died.
Yesterday, Lesley Molseed’s real killer was brought to justice, thirty two years after his horrific crime.
Ronald Castree not only took the life of that child, he also took the life of Stefan Kiszko. He let an innocent man spend sixteen years in prison for a crime he did not commit. I think that that’s almost as big a travesty, as the original murder itself.
I hope the perverted fucking bastard gets butt-fucked everyday for the rest of his life in prison.
cecilia
November 14
2:29 am
Another example of how the vulnerable among us are valued/protected by society – not by the freaks that prey directly, and not by authorities who ought to know better. (And why they thought convicting someone with a clear alibi would accomplish anything, I can’t imagine. Did they think the real rapist-murderer would stop on his own?)
Anonymous
November 14
5:52 am
What is the point of getting a conviction on questionable evidence, while leaving a child murderer/rapist to walk the streets?
I’d like to know more about the so-called investigators in this case. Did they honestly think this man could possibly be guilty? Did they never second guess themselves over the years?
SusanL
eggs
November 14
7:27 am
Just because someone is assigned to investigate a crime doesn’t mean they necessarily want to find and convict the real culprit. When I see these stupendously bungled investigations into pedo crimes, it always makes me wonder if a member of the investigative team is themselves a pedo as that’s the only reason I can think of that would lead them to deliberately fuck up the investigation/evidence so much.
eggs
Dawn
November 14
9:41 am
I remember when Stefan Kiszko was released from jail and I was shocked when I heard that he’d died so soon after.
If I were one of the people involved in keeping the evidence of his innocence out of the trial, that would be weighing on my conscience. But then, I guess if you did such a thing, you’d have no conscience anyway.
Jennifer McKenzie
November 14
1:36 pm
Amen Sistah! There are some people who have stored up some VERY bad Karma.
Anonymous
November 14
5:07 pm
When I worked a county (charity) ER, I met alot, alot of cops. Don’t know about the UK, but here they admit publicly that you basically have to flunk an IQ test to become a cop.
And it shows. But the poor slobs get a lot of flack from the media. And getting a conviction is just as good as getting the right guy convicted, when it comes to getting the media off your arse. At least temporarily.
The city I worked in had the dubious distinction one year of having the most homicides per capita for the entire US of A. (I always wanted to live some place famous.)
So the cops haul in a guy, shot in the brain (brain, mind you) TWICE, not once, but twice and from different angles. They found the shotgun forty feet (what 12 meters, more or less) from the victim.
This cop TOLD me to put attempted suicide on my paperwork as the mechanism.
“He shot himself in the brain, twice, then threw the gun 40 feet?”
“Yeah, dying reflexes.”
“So the first dying reflex was to shoot himself in the other side of his own brain and the second dying reflex was to throw the gun away.”
“Yeah, yeah, that’s the ticket.”
“GOMER, GOMER!” (Stands for GET OUT OF MY EMERGENCY ROOM.)
I kid you not, the cop reached for his weapon.
“Doc, I can’t let you write down attempted homicide on that paperwork.”
After a short confrontation with enough “Oh, yeah, fuck you!” thrown around by both of us, one of the sergeants took the dopey cop outta my ER. Not that it mattered to the victim, he was brain dead already.
Needless to say, the homicide went unsolved, ’cause I checked later.
Miscarriages of justice happen all the time IMHO.
–Jackie L.
Anonymous
November 14
11:33 pm
Jackie, you are so right. If more people truly knew the level of mental handicap suffered by many in protect and serve capacities, they’d vomit and pray they never had to deal with them.
I’ve witnessed several episodes similar to yours, but the one that’s the most vivid was a thirty-two year old man who’d come in with almost no pulse. He’d been found hung in his garage. The cops said it was an attempted suicide. The docs went along, until they actually saw the man. Both of his arms were broken and one leg.
The man died and I found out from the ME that the police had tried to force him to put it down as a suicide, even though the ME had proven after autopsy that the man’s arms and legs had been broken long before he was hung. Oh, and that his neck was broken before he was hung as well.
Idiocy. Malevolent idiocy.
Shirley
Rosie
November 15
2:30 am
Amen Karen. If that’s not a depressing lot of news. It’s pretty hard not to hate someone that evil.
Bonnie
November 15
4:36 pm
I know that there are good men and women who really care about justice out there, but their good work is always overshadowed by the multitude of power-hungry dipshits. My best friend’s mother and father both work/have worked in law enforcement in Reno, NV for years. One of her mother’s favorite shows to watch is Reno911 on Comedy Central because she swears that the writers have an informant in the Reno law enforcement.