Telephone-a-Thon From Hell

Man held in kid porn case

KISSIMMEE -- Osceola County deputy sheriffs working with St. Lucie County investigators arrested a 22-year-old man at a Kissimmee motel on nine St. Lucie warrants for transmission of child pornography over the Internet, authorities said Friday.

Jonathan E. DuBois of Kissimmee was arrested at the Econolodge Suites, 5335 U.S. Highway 192, Thursday after a monthlong undercover operation, said Sgt. Jeff Barnes, an Osceola investigator.

The St. Lucie County Sheriff's Office had been communicating with DuBois on the Internet since Feb. 4. DuBois eventually sent them samples of child pornography, Barnes said. After verifying his identity, a meeting was arranged at the Kissimmee motel near DuBois' apartment, Barnes said.

Osceola County deputies arrested DuBois at the motel and obtained a search warrant for his apartment. His computer was confiscated and the contents of its hard-drive are currently being analyzed, Barnes said. Depending on what is found, local charges of possession of child pornography could be brought against DuBois, Barnes said.

DuBois was being held in the St. Lucie County Jail, with bail set at $450,000.

Sheriff's investigators are asking anyone knowing of a child who had contact with DuBois to call 407-348-2222 or 407-348-1150.

Now, I don�t know about you... but... I always get *really* excited whenever I�m flipping through the channels on TV or leafing through the newspaper and I see (or read about) someone I know personally...

Today is no exception.

Jonathan DuBois is an interesting guy. We first became acquainted when I posted in my AOL profile that I was going to be doing College Program for last semester... I would say this was in mid-April of last year. Jonathan sent me an email with his cell phone number and a picture of himself, asking me to call when I arrived in Florida.

Now, I don�t know about you... but... when *I* email someone for the first time, I always include a picture and my cell phone number...

Oh... wait... no, I don�t. I�m not a sketchy dirty whore.

Anyhow... I didn�t follow up on the email and I had pretty much forgotten about him... until I met Willie.

Willie and I dated for a while (it�s an interesting story for some other time)... and one evening, I went over to his apartment. I get introduced to the roommates. Now... when I look at the one on the couch, he doesn�t take a lot of interest in me � Willie says it�s mainly because I have not appeared at the door to utilize the turnstiles into *his* bedroom... but... when he does look up at me... it all clicks... the sketchy guy from the email.

I kept my mouth shut. I just smiled, wondering if he recognized my picture from my website. But from what Willie told me, Jonathan had so many boys in his room, he was lucky if he remembered what the boy from last week looked like, let alone two months ago.

Jonathan was just a big whorey bitch. But... I feel like I have earned the right to say that. I had the displeasure of talking to the lad when I was visiting over at Willie�s...

But... the best part...

I end up working with him.

Jonathan trained with me when learning the new parade at Epcot. No one else in the rehearsals would speak to him... but... being the decent person I am, not wanting people to feel totally left out (damn me and my student council leadership training), I decided I would talk to him. I wish that I wouldn�t have.

Now... I admit that I am a sarcastic bitch... but... 8 times out of 10, it�s purely in jest (I�m estimating). Jonathan is just a mean bitch. I try to be nice... and he makes comments about my fat thighs. I ask him how he�s been doing, he tells me I�m going to look like shit in spandex.

So... he didn�t do my parade often, but... when he did, no one else would ever speak to him. But for some reason, he decided that he would talk to me... until one day...

I was standing in the barn, adjusting my puppet... and Jonathan walks up to me...

Jonathan: �You look like you�ve gotten fatter since I saw you last week.�

Robert: �EXCUSE ME?!?!�

Jonathan: �Yeah. Gained it in the cheeks and looks like the stomach.�

My shirt was one size too big and hanging off of me.

Robert: �What in the fuck are you talking about?!�

Jonathan: �Oh well. Not like I�d ever sleep with you, anyhow.�

Robert: �Why do you talk to me?�

Jonathan: �Um... well...�

Robert: �Really...? Why do you even talk to me? I mean... I understand that out of one hundred people working on this parade, I am the *only* one who would give you the time of day... and I�m sure it gets lonely talking to yourself... but... when you�re being an asshole to the one person who is giving you the benefit of the doubt enough to attempt to have a conversation with you and you blow it by being a complete *asshole*... not just now... but *every* time you speak to me... you really have to wonder about your personality and your place in life. So... really... I�m done trying to be nice to you. I don�t like you. So... the next time you feel the need to talk to someone, bring your cell phone or talk to yourself in the corner and hope that someone is willing to listen... because... *I* am no longer someone who cares.�

Jonathan: �Um.... what are you trying to say?�

Robert: �Don�t talk to me... ever.�

Ok... so... maybe I was a little harsh... but... he deserved it... like... a lot. I mean, really, whose greeting to someone is �You look like you gained weight?�...??? And really, that was one of the nicer greetings I received from him...

But... all of the personal shit aside... let�s kind of delve into the heart of this for a second...

It could�ve been worse... I mean... at least Jonathan wasn�t in some profession where he had access to hordes of small children...

Hrmmm... wait a minute...

I worked with Jonathan at Disney.

I worked with him at Disney... in Entertainment.

He works for Disney Entertainment, where he is in a large fur suit, playing with small children for a paycheck. Families bring their children to wait in line for hours to take pictures, get autographs and be squeezed by Jonathan.

Grrrrrrreat!

At least Disney did a bang up job on weeding out the bad candidates. But... I suppose it�s kind of hard to assess the likelihood that an employee is going to distribute kiddie porn over the internet during an interview... �Do you have any pictures of small children doing inappropriate things on your computer? And, if so, would you be willing to send them to me?�

I think the part of the article that is the most amusing to me is the last line...

�Sheriff's investigators are asking anyone knowing of a child who had contact with DuBois to call 407-348-2222 or 407-348-1150.�

Right.

So... who�s been to the Magic Kingdom in the last few years?

I feel sorry for the Sheriff�s office... little do they know, they�re asking for the telephone-a-thon from Hell.

later, kids...

~robert