The Murder of Jeffrey Dryden: The Grim Truth Surrounding Male Domestic Abuse Read Online Free
Author: Troy Veenstra
Tags: Drama, Death, Sociology, True Crime, Murder, family issues, murderer, domestic abuse, crime drama, stabbing, intimate abuse, male domestic abuse, mediated culture, chiquita fizer, jeffrey dryden, veenstra publishing
life without parole but still a bad deal
for the true victim of domestic violence, that is why it is crucial
for anyone in such a relationship to get out ASAP before events
like this happen.”
Shortly thereafter, a person also by
the name of Jeff who had known Jeff for some time went on and
posted, “that person that was stab at the crossroads apartments is
a close friend of my family! The suspects will pay! He is a brother
to one of my brother's friends and he will be missed!” These were
followed with several other comments from Jeff’s friends wanting
the public to know how great and compassionate a person Jeff Dryden
was and what he meant to them and how he helped them get through
some hard times in their life.
One commenter went on to add, “I want
everyone to know that Jeff was a good person and did not deserve to
go down like this. He was a great friend; my heart is very heavy,
right now. This was not a case of self-defense. He was Murdered,
Jeff we all love you and miss you. I will never forget
you.”
For the most part, every one that
commented that first day said their peace; gave their thoughts in a
constructive non-confrontational manner. Sadly, this only lasted
the first day as once Chiquita’s supporters seen the comments, the
war between the innocent and the guilty, the battle between the
accused and the true victim began and the line between right and
wrong was drawn. The power of words typed across the electric
highway began, and anyone that did not choose a side was either
protected or harshly threatened.
CHAPTER 2:
AUGUST 2008
The First
Encounter
There was nothing romantic with how
Jeff came to meet Chiquita Fizer. No gazing at her from afar as she
walked gracefully across a room, no illumination of the moon
casting its heavenly rays upon her, hitting her in just the right
way as to tantalize Jeff’s mind with euphoria as she swayed her
hips in an erythematic pattern.
No heart-pounding, earth-shattering
moments or hypnotic glances; nor visions of them strolling down the
beachside hand-in-hand feathering through Jeff’s mind, no, there
was nothing that would clue the average person to assume the two
would ever become, nor ever desire to become that vision of the
ever-loving, ever-lasting couple.
Nothing that would suggest the morals
of their thoughts and feelings would ever be intertwined with the
other. In fact, their first meeting, their first encounter was
something more primal than romantic, more physical and instinctual
than emotional. Their first encounter occurred on a sex based
website where Jeff, to put it bluntly, was looking for nothing more
than the next flavor of the week.
“ Jeff met Chiquita a few
months after his longtime girlfriend, Nicole, broke up with him,”
Jason Dryden, Jeff’s twin brother expressed when I interviewed him
for this book (Dryden, 2011). “Jeff was looking for nothing more
than a booty call, a friend with benefits, put plainly; Jeff wanted
nothing more than sex and Chiquita knew that from the start.” Jason
added.
To some, what was just expressed may
bring certain readers to cast Jeff in a bad light. In fact, a few
of you may even go as far as to say or to think that Jeff deserved
what he got, however, when you really think about it, Jeff was
doing nothing more than filling a primal, instinctual urge. An
urge, a desire that all of us at one time or another share, an
impulse, a yearning that all classes, all races experience, nothing
less, nothing more.
Furthermore, I will be honest and say
it now before we go too far into this book, that Jeff, though
flawless in the eyes of his mother was not a perfect Angel; he had
his faults just like everyone else in this world. We all have our
errors as no one, no matter how much we put ourselves on a
pedestal, no one is beyond error; we are all imperfect creatures,
dependent on our own needs, addictions, and desires. As for Jeff,
he liked using marijuana as his recreational drug of choice, though
this use
for the true victim of domestic violence, that is why it is crucial
for anyone in such a relationship to get out ASAP before events
like this happen.”
Shortly thereafter, a person also by
the name of Jeff who had known Jeff for some time went on and
posted, “that person that was stab at the crossroads apartments is
a close friend of my family! The suspects will pay! He is a brother
to one of my brother's friends and he will be missed!” These were
followed with several other comments from Jeff’s friends wanting
the public to know how great and compassionate a person Jeff Dryden
was and what he meant to them and how he helped them get through
some hard times in their life.
One commenter went on to add, “I want
everyone to know that Jeff was a good person and did not deserve to
go down like this. He was a great friend; my heart is very heavy,
right now. This was not a case of self-defense. He was Murdered,
Jeff we all love you and miss you. I will never forget
you.”
For the most part, every one that
commented that first day said their peace; gave their thoughts in a
constructive non-confrontational manner. Sadly, this only lasted
the first day as once Chiquita’s supporters seen the comments, the
war between the innocent and the guilty, the battle between the
accused and the true victim began and the line between right and
wrong was drawn. The power of words typed across the electric
highway began, and anyone that did not choose a side was either
protected or harshly threatened.
CHAPTER 2:
AUGUST 2008
The First
Encounter
There was nothing romantic with how
Jeff came to meet Chiquita Fizer. No gazing at her from afar as she
walked gracefully across a room, no illumination of the moon
casting its heavenly rays upon her, hitting her in just the right
way as to tantalize Jeff’s mind with euphoria as she swayed her
hips in an erythematic pattern.
No heart-pounding, earth-shattering
moments or hypnotic glances; nor visions of them strolling down the
beachside hand-in-hand feathering through Jeff’s mind, no, there
was nothing that would clue the average person to assume the two
would ever become, nor ever desire to become that vision of the
ever-loving, ever-lasting couple.
Nothing that would suggest the morals
of their thoughts and feelings would ever be intertwined with the
other. In fact, their first meeting, their first encounter was
something more primal than romantic, more physical and instinctual
than emotional. Their first encounter occurred on a sex based
website where Jeff, to put it bluntly, was looking for nothing more
than the next flavor of the week.
“ Jeff met Chiquita a few
months after his longtime girlfriend, Nicole, broke up with him,”
Jason Dryden, Jeff’s twin brother expressed when I interviewed him
for this book (Dryden, 2011). “Jeff was looking for nothing more
than a booty call, a friend with benefits, put plainly; Jeff wanted
nothing more than sex and Chiquita knew that from the start.” Jason
added.
To some, what was just expressed may
bring certain readers to cast Jeff in a bad light. In fact, a few
of you may even go as far as to say or to think that Jeff deserved
what he got, however, when you really think about it, Jeff was
doing nothing more than filling a primal, instinctual urge. An
urge, a desire that all of us at one time or another share, an
impulse, a yearning that all classes, all races experience, nothing
less, nothing more.
Furthermore, I will be honest and say
it now before we go too far into this book, that Jeff, though
flawless in the eyes of his mother was not a perfect Angel; he had
his faults just like everyone else in this world. We all have our
errors as no one, no matter how much we put ourselves on a
pedestal, no one is beyond error; we are all imperfect creatures,
dependent on our own needs, addictions, and desires. As for Jeff,
he liked using marijuana as his recreational drug of choice, though
this use
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