It’s not a sensational case, but it says so much about sociopaths.
In June, 2009, Emma Marrill, a young woman from Camberley, in the United Kingdom, accused her father Phillip Marrill, of raping her. Her father was arrested and held in jail for 22 hours, protesting his innocence.
For six months, Emma told the police a “litany of lies” about the rape. Finally, she admitted that she made the entire story up. Her father was cleared, and Emma was charged with perverting the course of justice and ordered to undergo a psychiatric evaluation.
Last week, the 21-year-old woman was sentenced to a year in jail. Interestingly, her defense lawyer told the court that Emma Marrill had antisocial personality disorder. “Such a condition is characterized by impulsiveness and outbursts of anger,” the lawyer said.
Read the news reports of the case:
Lying woman made up rape claim against father, on GetSurrey.co.uk.
Woman jailed for false rape claim, on GetSurrey.co.uk
Case analysis
There’s not a whole lot of information in these two articles, but there’s enough to state the following: This young woman engaged in typical sociopathic behavior, and she was sent to jail because of it.
Emma Marrill launched a smear campaign against her father. She didn’t get along with him, so she decided to cause trouble with the rape allegation. She made the claim to her boyfriend, anticipating that he would “have a go” at her father. Instead, the boyfriend went to the police.
Then, instead of admitting that she made up the rape story, Emma insisted it was true, telling more lies to elaborate on the original lie. Her father, in the meantime, worried about losing his job. My guess is Emma couldn’t care less about that.
Finally, the whole thing collapsed, and Emma admitted her lies.
The court ordered her to get a psychiatric evaluation, and the diagnosis was antisocial personality disorder. Emma’s defense lawyer apparently wanted this to be a mitigating circumstance: I can imagine more of what he said in court—it wasn’t Emma’s fault that she told these vicious lies, because she had a mental problem. She shouldn’t go to jail for her actions; she should get treatment.
Luckily, the judge didn’t buy it and sentenced her.
Good for Judge Neil Stewart. I wish more sociopaths would face real consequences for vicious lies that damage another’s reputation. Usually, they get away with it.
Dear Hurt Mom,
Yesterday was my P son’s 40th birthday And I had some sadness during the day, even cried a few tears, remembering the day of his birth! But that baby is gone and I must accept that…and I can do that now, though sometimes there is that sentimental tug from the baby of my memory. I can tell you though there is no sentimental tug from the evil MAN though…I have only to close my eyes to see the reptilian stare of his eyes when he is enraged because I wouldn’t do what he wanted me to. The look that would have melted steel.
It is sad that someone with as much potential could choose to toss it all away, but I do believe they have choices for how they behave. I also recognize that there is nothing I can do to fix the situation and I didn’t cause it either.
No, Hurt Mom, you are not alone—and that does help, believe me it DOES help! (((hugs)))
Oxy ~
Birthday’s are the worst – our minds know the truth, but at times like these our hearts have a hard time keeping up.
Thinking of you.
Thanks MiLo, It was just a blip on the radar, a short “earthquake” of low magnitude, nothing big or long lasting. That’s the nicest thing about the path I’m on now is that the things that are not really BIG earthshaking events don’t last long…it is much easier to handle them and they are over much more quickly and with less pain than in the past when I was so raw that even a “paper cut” felt like a sword thrust through my heart!
“don’t sweat the small stuff, and remember it is ALL small stuff” a friend of mine used to say and it is true for me NOW.
I use some of my new TOOLS of self talk to have a “talk with” myself about it all and about the feelings I was having and to take care of me….went for a walk, counted my blessings (of which there are many!) and “had a little talk with Jesus” as the old hymn goes! Feeling better physically and mentally, and enjoying spring being here where it will be nicer to get outside.
I’ve been by myself this weekend, too, which is a good thing sometimes…just me, myself and I.
Speaking of that,, need to get motivated and get up from here and get some work done. Still got some cleaning to do in the public parts of the house…and today is the TAKE EVERYTHING OUT OF THE KITCHEN CABINETS AND PUT BACK ONLY WHAT I REALLY USE!!!! DAY!
Oxy ~ speaking of new tools, I have had the opportunity to use the “gray rock” or as I am now calling myself the “gray haired rock” (hubby really liked that one)
The daughter got around to showing her true motives – she actually asked me to babysit the girl child. Manipulating me with words that always worked in the past “I know how much you want to get to know your granddaughter, how much you enjoy kids, how much girl child needs love of grandma” All that verbal vomit. She added you can say no if you want to. Gray haired rock, in a quiet, matter of fact type voice said – no. IT FELT SO GOOD – and she was speechless…..
I am also taking lessons on facial expressions from our 8 month old boxer puppy. I have never had a boxer before and I have been having a difficult time reading him. I can’t tell if he is happy, playful, sad, his facial expression seems frozen in a kind of “disgust” with the world. Then I realized this would go perfect with the gray rock. I’m just trying not to drool. lol
Motivated, ah yes. I like to watch that show Hoarders – it does wonders. After watching an episode, I throw out everything that isn’t nailed down.
Please send some spring this way – I think this will go down as the year of the everlasting winter. ugggg
Dear MiLo,
Well we still may have a blizzard but who knows–its cooler and overcast today but no rain so far…got some a few days ago we needed badly!
I “invented” the “potted plant” (Sky calls it Gray rock) about25-30 years ago when my GF had a BF that was a psychopath and he was mad at me. I had a set of 4 maple chairs that she and I had disassembled and were refinishing and regluing them in her garage.
One day while he was gone on a vacation somewhere she and I went to his house to feed his dog and we let ourselves in through the garage with a remote instead of going through the door with a key. THERE on top of a bunch of junk were SEVERAL PIECES OF MY CHAIRS…enough to of course, RUIN THE SET with “missing pieces” and all so sly….he got even with me without me even knowing it, but then tossed them on his trash in his garage never thinking I might be there to see them.
After that I was LIVID—-so I decided to pretend he didn’t exist. If I was at her house and he was there he was “invisible” to me, and I absolutely gave NO INDICATION THAT HE WAS EVEN IN THE ROOM OR IF HE SAID ANYTHING I DIDN’T HEAR IT. It drove him crazy!!!! He would posture and scream and I would just go on pretending he was a talking potted plant.
It is the ULTIMATE NC!!!!
I am proud of you for being a “gray haired rock” and also for you taking your daughter up on her offer to say NO!!!! Wasn’t that nice of her to give you the OPTION TO SAY NO? LOL ROTFLMAO I imagine she WAS speechless after having you respond to all her lead in with NO.
I figure that she will PUNISH you soon for doing so though. After all, you ARE obligated to take care of her kids when she wants you to. (well, that’s the way SHE sees it anyway.) I thank God daily that He said NO to my prayers for grandkids.
It has changed the way I pray completely. I no longer pray to God to do this or that for me, or give me this or that, or take away this or that, I just pray that He will in His wisdom do what is best for me, and that HE will know what that is and I will accept what happens as what He has decided is best. I work like it all depends on me, but I pray like it all depends on Him and the results are better than they’ve ever been. I don’t try to tell God any more what is “best for me.” I’ve quit trying to run the universe and guess what, it is still going on just like before and I don’t have to worry about it any more.
Yea, Boxers are high energy dogs too…I baby sat my cousin’s Golden “Retard” (Retriever) for the weekend last weekend, and the dog is so friendly and soooo dumb and weighs 100 pounds and when he wags he knocks things over…reminded me I no longer have patience for a 100 pound dog in the house any more with wet paws to clean up behind and to keep out of the cat’s food. Oh, well, such a reminder is good for me every once in a while. LOL
Oxy ~ I learned to pray in the same fashion. 18 years ago my Mom was dying of lung cancer. I didn’t know what to pray for. I selfishly wanted her to live, but that meant so much more suffering for her. I turned it over to God, I prayed for him to do what he felt was best. I understand.
I know my daughter will be back with another “attack”, I’m almost curious to see what she comes up with. My husband is trying to bet with me. He thinks she will become suddenly deathly ill and will have no where to turn. I guess only time will tell. In the meantime, she is quiet and that is always a good thing.
Quiet is a good thing? Not so sure about that, sometimes it is the CALM BEFORE THE STORM!!! If things get too quiet I get antsy, waiting for the other shoe to fall! LOL
Everything looked bleak and bleary, out of the darkness came a voice “cheer up, things could be worse” so I CHEERED UP, and sure enough, THINGS GOT WORSE!
ROTFLMAO snark snort choke!!! Yea, ain’t it so!
Oxy
You just told my life story: As soon as I cheered up things got worse.
By the way there is a difference between potted plants and grey rock.
Potted plant is what you do to them when you ignore them.
Gray rock is how you behave so they will ignore you.
Skylar, I’m not sure I understand what you mean “Iraq is how you behave so they will ignore you” Oh, well…maybe I’m just dense.
Ok ~ now you’ve got me scared. Where is that bus anyways, it must be late again.