Another bad boyfriend beats toddler to death over girlfriend’s “maybe” affair
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And we’re back to the cricket. Work’s been cray-cray and I haven’t had time to sit down and blog for a while.
I’d like to start off this post by wondering why bad boyfriends take out their frustrations on their partner’s children. Do they get jealous of the attention the kid needs from their mum? I know I would. That’s why, for the time being, children are a dealbreaker for me. When it comes to the abuse of little boys at the hands of a dick-of-the-week, does the bad boyfriend have so much self-loathing that he sees the little boy as a mirror image of himself and then attacks him?
Brock Michael Powell (24) maybe had such issues. He allegedly thought that an acceptable target for his rage was his girlfriend’s 2 year old toddler BJ Williams. Unfortunately, poor little BJ didn’t survive the cowardly attack.
The Adelaide Court has heard that BJ and his sister were being looked after by their grandmother while Powell, their mum Latara Hunt and a friend were out drinking and partying one night last January. Fair enough, they were being looked after by a trustworthy guardian. Powell, Latara and the kids were living in a granny flat on Grandma’s property at Melrose Park, just outside of Adelaide. When the couple came back, they collected BJ and his sister and put them to bed. Powell and Latara then laid down on Latara’s bed and Powell accused Latara of cheating on him. The prosecutor alleges that tempers flared as they began to argue. Powell became agitated, the argument got even more heated and Latara left the flat to try and calm down. It was then that Powell allegedly beat BJ.
Powell then went into the main house and woke Latara, saying that BJ wasn’t breathing. He then “attempted” CPR and called 000 before deciding that it would be quicker to take little BJ to hospital themselves. They took him to the Flinders Medical Centre, where he was later transferred to the Women and Children’s hospital. Little BJ’s life support was turned off the very next day. He never woke up.
Powell told his “version of events” to anyone with ears, including BJ’s family. He said that him and Latara had gone to bed, when he heard a thump and then heard BJ make a childlike noise, calling out in his sleep. Powell claimed he couldn’t see BJ and that when he went to look for him, he found him wedged between a wardrobe and the wall.
However, the prosecutor, being university-educated (while Powell probably only struggled to reach Year 9), said that Powell was full of shit. BJ’s injuries were consistent with being bashed, not getting stuck in a small space. BJ had brain injuries and extensive bruising around his face, torso and genital area. The pathologist who performed the autopsy on little BJ showed that the little boy had been hit at least 8 times.
Genital bruising. Why would a grown “man”, who knew the pain of being hit in the family jewels, turn around and do that to someone a tenth of his size? Remember what I said earlier about bad boyfriends taking out their self-loathing on their girlfriends’ sons? I think Powell saw BJ as a smaller mirror image of himself, and took out his rage and hatred of himself on the little boy. With the focus on the genital area, perhaps he has some sort of self-loathing sexual sado-masochism thing that he wanted to express to his inner self. Obviously there’s some serious psychological issues at play with Mr. Powell.
Back to the case, the prosecutor alleges that because of the bedding arrangements in the granny flat, plus the nature of the injuries that claimed BJ’s young life, that Powell’s story is simply not true.
The trial continues.