It boggles my mind how Ariel Castro, the Cleveland monster, could seemingly live a normal life for ten long, diabolic years, after abducting three women from about the same locality and holding them captive inside his very own two-storey house in the middle of a tree-lined street in Cleveland’s West Side neighborhood, described to be a working class area home to a close-knit community?
Truly, Castro was the proverbial wolf in sheep’s clothing, if there was one, trying to show the neighborhood that he was harmless. He was simply so good and successful in his pretentions that he made everybody else look stupid, until a few days ago.
No wonder Charles Ramsey, the neighbor hailed as hero for helping Amanda Berry, Gina DeJesus and Michele Knight regain their long lost freedom from captivity inside the house of horror, was, himself, left aghast upon knowing that Castro hid them and preyed on them all these years, dehumanizing them in the process.
Ramsey said he’d barbecued with Castro while listening to salsa music and never suspected something amiss.
”He just comes out to his backyard, plays with the dogs, tinkering with his cars and motorcycles and goes back in the house,” Ramsey said Monday. “Sometimes you look and then look away because he’s not doing nothing but average stuff. Ain’t nothing exciting about him.”
But many more residents have been duped, including the postman.
What is pathetic about the whole charade is that even Castro’s family – his children – became a victim of his deception not knowing that their father was a monster.
How else could you describe the man, when, as a father and husband, he was abusive to his children and wife, which the latter decided to abandon him, bringing along her children.
Could it be that his being violent and controlling was merely a ploy to cover up his weakness and sickness after having been abused by an uncle in the past and pretend instead that he was tough and mean to prevent others from prying at his life or affairs?
How could Castro allow himself to kidnap his daughter’s best friend, Gina deJesus and feel at ease at his son’s write-up about the disappearance of deJesus, knowing all along that he was keeping her, together with the two others, while the victim’s family agonized for her loss?
Only a man with a sick mind and a wretched past can do that and the monstrosities he did to the others, like, when he impregnated Knight five times, but each time, he gave her little food and punched her in the stomach repeatedly until she miscarried.
The same kinky mind Castro had when he forced Knight to deliver his and Berry’s child in a kiddie pool inside the house and threatened to kill Knight if the baby died.
But, weren’t there tell-tales signs that something hideous, suspicious and mysterious was happening in the house?
Why the boarded-up windows?
Why all of a sudden there appeared a little girl walking with Castro and seen in the attic window when no one was seen pregnant going in and out of the house since?
Shouldn’t one be wondering that no woman was ever seen in that house for ten years?
These are just a few of the intriguing questions surrounding Castro and his place.
Thank goodness that Amanda Berry was not taken for defeated after all these years.
Her gutsy act set her and her two miserable companions free at last from the Cleveland monster.