Seattle Supersonics forward Ruben Patterson pleaded guilty (sort of) to rape charges yesterday. I was watching ESPN SportsCenter when the story came on. As the camera showed a weeping Patterson addressing the judge, I flinched, knowing what was coming, but powerless to stop it.
Don’t say it, Ruben! Nooooooooooo!
“(sob) I made a terrible mistake. (sob, sob)”
Aarrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhh!
If I had been the judge pronouncing sentence, I would have responded in this manner:
"Mr. Patterson, you stand before me today because you attempted to rape your family’s nanny. This is a serious offense, for which you have accepted less than full responsibility by entering a modified guilty plea, signifying that you are not admitting to a crime but believe that a jury might well find you guilty.
I do not believe you displayed genuine contrition
in your remarks to me.
Your acts did not constitute a “mistake”. A mistake is when you accidentally tie a knot in your shoelaces, or forget your keys leaving the house. You committed a vile, criminal act. You brought pain to another human being and shame upon your family.
Normally, in a third-degree rape I would suspend a portion of the sentence. You have a previous assault conviction on your record, and your remarks here today indicate you do not understand or do not wish to acknowledge the gravity of your acts. Evil behavior is a reflection of a character defect which you must try to repair. Society will evaluate your subsequent behavior not only during your prison term, but for a lengthy period thereafter.
I sentence you to one year in prison, the maximum allowable under law.
Take him away."
It seems that every sleazeball in America has latched on to the “I made a mistake” defense. There should be extra penalties for this evasive crap. You’re a criminal, bozo! Deal with it.