Let Me Introduce You To Justin Michael Weinberger!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                    It is my displeasure introducing you to this piece of sickness.  When I relate what he did, I  am  sure you  will  agree  with me.

                                    If there is something  sad about Justin,  it is not only what happened, but whether it had to,  or if it could have been prevented.

                                     Justin was the product of a well  to do family in El Dorado Hills, in El Dorado County, California, an affluent suburb  in the area of Sacramento.  His father was a court prosecutor,  and his mother was an educated woman. And,  from Justin's  photo,  he appears affable,  with,  if not stunning, than average, youthful good looks.

                                        Justin was fine with all this.  The problem was his sexual outlet was not  just pornography,  but the most  heinous kind  of all--kiddy porn!!!!!!!!!!   Sick, sick,  sick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

On November 6, 2000, the FBI came to his home, and, because they had detected the porn on it, seized the computer, and took it away.

                                            I have  to wonder what his parents must have thought.  Or did they care?  Did they  bother  to question  what  their son was  into, on the  computer?  Did something happen  in  his past that brought him  around to this?  Was he abused?  And what kind  of  relationship did his parents have,  or not,  with him,  that they could see signs  along the  way.

                                               It makes me  wonder. Because, two days later,  on November 8,  2,000, Justin lost  impulse control.  Without the  computer,  he wanted to take it  up a notch.   He wanted to go out on his own, and actually kill a child,  especially a little girl, as,  among  other things,  he wanted to find out what it was like to have  sex with a virgin!!!!!!!!!!! Nice,  huh????????????????????

                                                  So, on that day, Justin drove around, and  spotted 12-year-old Courtney Scance, a  sweet innocent,  walking  home from school.  He approached her, lured  her into his car, and  drove  to Feather River Lake, near  Nicolaus, where he raped  and  killed her.  Just because he wanted to.

                                                   Now in  his  thirties,  he had to have been in  his teens  when he killed  Courtney. Her poor family, and  what that  poor child was  forced to endure. Today,  he  is serving  a life sentence at The R.J. Donovan State Prison, in San Diego County, California.  

                                                   A good thing  he was caught in time. I don't  know what  transformed  him--I wish I did--but he was clearly a budding serial  killer  caught early!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                    "The wicked very old,  the wicked very young,"  as Lillian  Hellman  wrote in her classic play,  "The Children's  Hour."