The Need for Sua Sponte Judicial Review Laws For Pro Se Litigants’ Lawsuits

On Thanksgiving Day, 1980, my brother Ken Parks, who is about 8 years older than I am, sexually assaulted me when I was 18 years old.  I was alone in the living room reading a newspaper while my brother Ken Parks’ first wife and their four-month old first-born son were in the kitchen.  My brother entered the living room and out of the blue without any provocation on my part whatsoever started aggressively “tickling” me, rapidly and aggressively feeling me up all over.  I was immediately shocked and outraged and I yelled at him to stop and punched him away from me.  During this “tickling” assault my brother grabbed quickly at my crotch while he continued to feel me up all over. After I punched him away from me he lunged at me again and he continued to feel me up “tickling” me around my breasts and grabbed at my crotch a second time.  I kicked him away from me and swung at him with my fists while yelling at him to get away from me.  He laughed as he backed away and went into the kitchen where his first wife and their infant son were.  His first wife never responded to my yelling at my brother to get away from me.

My brother Ken Parks’ sexual assault against me took mere seconds and left me in a state of shock.  He had never done anything like that to me before, and for many years I tried to convince myself that with his hands moving so quickly that he didn’t intend to grab at my crotch and breasts.  I never told anyone about this bizarre sexual assault and for decades I had pushed down the memory of that bizarre disturbing assault, telling myself he must have accidentally grabbed at my crotch and my breasts.  Experts who deal with counseling sexual abuse victims describe this reaction as being very common.  This explains why I was willing to involve myself in my brother Ken’s divorce from his first wife and their custody case in the late 1980s in order to get his children out of the physically abusive church and unstable home environment (my brother Ken’s first wife adamantly refused to leave the church until a few years after their divorce).  In part due to my mother’s concern in the late 1980s when my brother separated himself from the church and his first wife I went along with her supporting my brother Ken after he claimed he was so sorry for joining the “doomsday” church and treating others so badly.  My brother Ken Parks shed deceptive crocodile tears and promised me, my mother, the attorney my mother hired for my brother, and the judge in the custody case that he would get counseling for himself and his children after his divorce and custody case were resolved (which he failed to do).  My mother loaned my brother Ken about $15,000 out of her retirement fund to find an attorney for him and pay for his legal fees, and I also loaned him about $2,000, most of that amount in check form.  For decades I couldn’t even admit to myself that what my brother Ken did to me on Thanksgiving Day, 1980 was a sexual assault until the early 2000s when another family member told me and my mother some details about her own abuse experience.

Since my brother Ken Parks cannot as easily assault me again physically (as of yet) he has been since 2000 aggressively, continuously obsessed with publicly assaulting my character and my reputation, as well as my husband Scott’s character and reputation, all for the apparent purpose of falsely promoting himself, getting public sympathy, and most likely using his lies to obtain financial gain as a “persecuted pastor and servant of Jesus.”