As sex-crime pastors go, Terry Hornbuckle is virtually in a class by himself. He was briefly back in the news because he was denied parole the other day, after having served just seven years of his 15-year prison sentence.

We’ll refer to him as the Rev. Hornswoggle from here on out. That name just seems to fits better. See if you agree.

The parole request for the once prominent minister, who built a large nondenominational church in Arlington and mingled with celebrities, has been rejected. Hornswoggle, 51, founder of Agape Christian Fellowship, remains in prison serving his 15-year sentence for sexually assaulting three women, two of whom were members of his church. Testimony from his 2006 trial included details about how Hornbuckle drugged some of the women and smoked methamphetamine.

Hornswoggle’s trial, and the events that led him there, were memorable for all kinds of colorful details. The reverend, who asked people to address him as “bishop,” preached the “prosperity gospel.” He and his wife drove Mercedeses and Cadillac Escalades; they also lived in expensive homes and wore tailored clothes.

This lavish lifestyle had to be financed by his flock, so from the pulpit, week after week, Hornswoggle implored his 2,500 congregants to give their all to the church, which meant most especially the contents of their bank accounts. He shamed members in public, in front of everyone, if they didn’t tithe at least 10 percent of their incomes to his church.

One ex-fan said he vividly remembered

scrounging for change in his 400-square-foot apartment in north Arlington, terrified that something calamitous would happen to him if he didn’t come up with his tithe every week. “If I didn’t have that whole tithe,” he said, “either I was going to get struck down, or if I got too close to [the bishop] he would get killed.”

At the time of Hornswoggle’s trial for sexual assault, the Dallas Observer, which referred to him in one headline as “Reverend Freak,” reported myriad odd and embarrassing stories about him (embarrassing for normal people — it never became clear whether the good bishop himself was capable of such an emotion). For instance:

One time, Hornswoggle preached about bathing his adolescent daughter. “You men need to bathe your daughters,” he exhorted his members. “Clean ’em up good.”

Or how about this one:

One married church member, after a sexual encounter with Hornswoggle, began to complain of severe abdominal pain. A trip to the doctor revealed the problem: A metal cock ring — a sexual device used to prolong an erection — had been rammed deep into her abdominal cavity.

Another conquest was involuntary on the part of the bishop’s partner (in fact, he sexually assaulted a string of women, prosecutors said, although in the end he was convicted of raping only three). The encounter we’re referencing here involved a 17-year-old woman name Jocelyn, who’d drawn the bishop’s attention in part because a friend had told him that she might be gay. To get her back on God’s intended path, he gave her a muscle relaxant and liquor; she passed out, and then drifted in and out of consciousness as the Rev. Hornswoggle had his way with her.

He was convicted of three counts of sexual assault, drawing 15, 14, and 10 years in prison. The judge decided that Hornswoggle would be allowed to serve those sentences concurrently. There’s divine mercy for you.

[image via the Star Telegram]

A hospital pastor living with a vicar. Two men of God. It rightly didn’t faze the people of Ubbergen, in the Netherlands, a country where marriage equality has long been a fact. Frank Jimmink and his husband, Dick Piersma, were by all accounts a well-liked couple.

Alas: Now Piersma (photo) is dead and Jimmink is in prison, accused of killing his soulmate with an axe [link in Dutch]. I suppose we could call it (pardon me) homocide.

So I Married an Axe Murderer: The victim and the home he shared with his killer.

According to Dutch prosecutors, the pastor made a full and immediate confession, and even offered police some insight into his thought process.

First, Jimmink said, he contemplated suicide, but decided he couldn’t inflict that kind of pain on his partner. Then, in another odd twist, he considered killing a number of old ladies, but rejected that plan too. Inspiration struck when he read about a Canadian porn actor who stabbed a friend to death with an icepick and dismembered the body.

But it was Wallander, a TV series about a Swedish homicide detective, that gave Jimmink the final push. The episode in question revolves around a series of mysterious axe murders. An axe is a very good weapon, the Dutch would-be slayer coolly decided. As his husband would soon find out, it certainly was an effective one.

One night last September, after Piersma had fallen asleep, Jimmink took an axe and wacked him on the back of the head with the blunt side; then the killer turned over the body and violently brought the blade down on his true love’s face.

Jimmink changed out of his bloody clothes, took a picture of his gruesome handiwork, pocketed the couple’s passports, and walked to the police station to turn himself in.

None of that made much sense — but then, that’s what religion and mental illness often have in common.

Jimmink is thought to have suffered from depression as well as jealousy and/or fear of abandonment. He claims diminished culpability, a kind of insanity defense.

The good pastor is looking at seven years in prison, and may subsequently spend time in forced psychiatric care. The Dutch court will render its verdict in two weeks.

[Bert van Manen is Moral Compass’ European Correspondent. Image via camilleri.nl.]

The New York Times’ Michael Winerip details the stunning scale of the Atlanta test-score cheating scandal, and the equally jawdropping chutzpah of the teachers, principals, and administrators who participated in it. A Georgia grand jury indicted 35 educators yesterday.

What brought down the decade-long pack of lies was a two-and-a-half-year investigation led by a governor-appointed sleuth, Richard Hyde.

We’ll get to the God connection in a minute. First, let’s look at the massive deceit practiced in Atlanta’s public schools. Winerip calls it “the most widespread public school cheating scandal in memory.”

[Teachers] sat in a locked windowless room every afternoon during the week of state testing, raising students’ scores by erasing wrong answers and making them right. … Children who scored 1 on the state test out of a possible 4 became 2’s; 2’s became 3’s.

Some participants were cautious enough to wear gloves, so as not to leave fingerprints on the answer sheets.

The pressure to alter the test scores was passed down from up high (no, not that high). One of the 35 educators indicted on Friday was former district superintendent Beverly Hall, a public servant so imperious that she had her own security detail to drive her around Atlanta at a cost to taxpayers of six figures annually.

Dr. Hall, who retired in 2011, was charged with racketeering, theft, influencing witnesses, conspiracy and making false statements. Prosecutors recommended a $7.5 million bond for her; she could face up to 45 years in prison. …

[The] test scores brought her fame — in 2009, the American Association of School Administrators named her superintendent of the year and Arne Duncan, the secretary of education, hosted her at the White House. And fortune — she earned more than $500,000 in performance bonuses while superintendent.

The motives of Hall’s subordinates were similar.

Teachers and principals whose students had high test scores received tenure and thousands of dollars in performance bonuses. Otherwise, as one teacher explained, it was “low score, out the door.”

Among the quantifiable negative effects of the cheating: Some of the schools suddenly scored so well that they no longer qualified for state and federal assistance. One of them, Parks Middle, lost $750,000 in aid, investigators said. While struggling schoolkids were getting fucked out of a proper education, the educators who knowingly failed them took home bonuses they weren’t entitled to.

Now, what does any of this have to do with religion? I was struck by this passage about Richard Hyde’s number-one witness, Jackie Parks, a third-grade teacher at Venetian Hills Elementary School.

For weeks that fall [of 2010], Mr. Hyde had been stonewalled and lied to by teachers at Venetian Hills including Ms. Parks, who at one point stood in her classroom doorway and blocked him from entering.

But day after day he returned to question people, and eventually his presence weighed so heavily on Ms. Parks that she said she felt a terrible need to confess her sins. “I wanted to repent,” she recalled in an interview. “I wanted to clear my conscience.”

And here Ms. Parks has occasion to flaunt a bit of piety.

When asked during an interview if she was surprised that out of Atlanta’s 100 schools, Mr. Hyde turned up at hers first, Ms. Parks said no. “I had a dream about it a few weeks before,” she said. “I saw people walking down the hall with yellow notepads. From time to time, God reveals things to me in dreams. I think God led Mr. Hyde to Venetian Hills,” she said.

Ethically, how she decided to come clean is a mixed bag, as far as I’m concerned. She gets point for having qualms, and for (belatedly) doing the right thing.

Nonetheless, we should note that despite Ms. Parks’ references to God and her conscience, neither of those forces compelled her to stop ripping off schoolchildren, parents, taxpayers, and society as a whole. For seven or eight years straight, God was apparently powerless against her decision, which she renewed day upon day, to perpetuate the fraud.

You know what stopped her in the end? A tenacious man with a investigator’s badge. The fear of a lot of legal hurt. In other words, man‘s law. Not God’s law.

So what does Jackie Parks’ example tell us about the morals that religions supposedly impart?

[image via the New York Times]

The oppression of anti-gay religious people is beginning to take a toll on me. I mean, just look at the soul-killing discrimination that Christians have to put up with if they openly disapprove of America’s despicable queering ways.

What’s this country coming to if you can’t even compare faggots to devils and Nazis without being called a homophobe? </sarcasm>

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