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And The Results Are In…..

Lets start with the big news.  Ok, it’s more than big, it’s fantastic, fabulous, phenomenal!!!!! (Can you tell I’m thrilled?)  So I posted earlier that William Allen Jordan aka: Gee Jones-Jordan, Guillaume Jones-Jordan, Liam Allen, Gui Jones-Jordan, Bill Allen, Bill Jordan, Will Jordan and a host of other aliases that somehow assimilate to his real name had applied for ISP (Intensive Supervision Program) and parole one month after his sentencing back in February.  I was just aghast that he had the balls to even apply for any of it as if he felt like he didn’t deserve to be punished a single solitary day more than he had to be.  He only served 4 months in 2014 and about 2 weeks after getting out of jail his father introduced him to his next victim.  This father (and mother) who have enabled their sociopathic, psychopathic, narcissistic son his entire life by perpetuating his lies, lying to his 2 wives simultaneously and God knows who else he introduced to them as well as not correcting his lies to the women in his life.  They should be punished as accessories to his crimes, I don’t give one rat’s ass how old they are.  They have been doing it for at least 30 years and William Jordan just turned 50 while tucked away in the New Jersey State Corrections System.

I spoke to the ISP person in charge of this specific case and she informed me to send her as much information as I can, so I reached out to the other Jordan victims whom I have come to call my friends to help me keep him where he belongs.  One by one, I received letter after letter telling an abridged version of their story and why Jordan should not be allowed out on ISP.   I had also sent them the 30+ year timeline of his victims and his crimes. My following phone call was to the parole board and they told me that it was a multi-step process.  Two weeks later on an agreed date I had a phone interview (even though I offered to go to them if need be but they said by phone was just as good) with a member of the parole office who asked me a series of questions in regards to my case, Jordan himself, if there were other victims and if he would be a threat to the public if he got out.  Thankfully a lot of the questions were geared negatively towards Jordan because I could answer affirmatively to nearly every question that they asked me.  I had told them that he also applied for the ISP and that I sent them evidence and letter and asked if sending the same to the parole board would help.  The interviewer told me to send it to the case worker on my case and it would be added to the file when he came up for a hearing.  Both offices said that I would hear something in about 30 days.

Skip to almost 2 months later.  I was assuming that no news was good news, like in healthcare.  If you’re not called or sent a letter about negative results it must be ok, right?  After filming last week in New York I decided to just suck up the anxiety and call both programs to see what the status was.

First call was to the ISP program and they told me that Jordan was DENIED their program a couple of weeks ago.  I asked why I wasn’t notified that he was denied as I have been sitting anxiously the results of this and they said that it’s not in their policy to routinely send out notification of denial.  Oh, so wait until the victims call, right?  Whatever, he was denied and apparently he can NEVER apply for that program for this particular case ever again.  So no house arrest for him during this 3 year sentence.  SCORE 1 for us victims!

Second call was to the parole board and they told me that Jordan’s parole hearing was coming up on Thursday (June 10th).  I asked them if they got the evidence I had mailed a good 6 weeks prior and they said no.  I scrambled to get all of the letters in one place and emailed it off the day before the hearing and they emailed me back that they were in receipt of my information.   All day Thursday I was an absolute wreck.  It certainly didn’t help that both of my kids are on this crazy FUBAR schedule because the entire fire system blew at my daughter’s middle school which is creating half days for both of my kids with my son having school in the morning and my daughter having school all afternoon – for 2 weeks.  It’s been super hot and humid, my central air is broken and with me moving, I refuse to put a dime into fixing it.  Needless to say I’ve been a little cranky and on edge.  Plus Mercury has been in retrograde and it always screws things up. I waited until 4:30pm when I knew that it was the end of the day and called my contact at the parole board.  She said she was just about to shut everything down for the day but would check to see if Jordan’s parole hearing still went off and if the system was updated.   For the 30 seconds that felt like 30 hours, she came back and told me his parole was DENIED!!!!   I said, “what?”  She said “it’s been denied and he will not be eligible again for another 14 months.”  I resisted the urge to be super rude and scream in her ear but I thanked her profusely from the bottom of my heart and told her that she has absolutely made my day, my week, my year!  By the time he is able to come up for parole again he will have served 2/3rds of his sentence and you better be damned that I will be there to fight it again so that he serves all 3 years and maxes out.  For a year me and the other victims can breathe without anxiety, without fear, without anticipation of another victim coming forward and finding out that he has hurt someone else, stolen someone’s money, broken someone else’s heart or heaven forbid fathered another child that he will never see nor support.  Those of you who follow me on Facebook saw this news on Thursday because I couldn’t help but shout it to the heavens!

It feels really, really, really good.  Down in my soul good.  Not just that me and my family can feel safe but the other victims who have come out in the last 6 to 8 months can live in peace.  The victim from Vermont who was being stalked from jail has finally had the harassing phone calls stop.  Do I think he won’t try to go back to some of his old haunts when he gets out?  Hell yeah he will.  The ones that he thinks might have been most vulnerable.  He may try to look up his children knowing that some of them are now adults to try to manipulate his way into their lives as he is getting older and older.  I just want women out there to know that people like this are amazingly charming.  They pretend to be exactly what you want out of a person.  They emulate your likes and meld themselves.  However imagine it as a thorny vine that is entwining itself around you getting tighter and tighter.  That’s what it’s like to be in a relationship with a psychopath/sociopath/malignant narcissist.  They truly do not give 2 shits about you, but will pretend that you are their moon, stars and sunlit sky.  It’s all fake, but a really good fake.  They will kiss you goodbye and possibly call up their concurrent victim next without a second thought about you as you’re driving away in your warm and fuzzy feelings.  I didn’t see a lot of this while I was in the thick of it and I realize it now with all of the research, journals and books I have read. It’s so hard to fathom someone lacking empathy for anyone.  It’s hard to think that there are people out there walking among us who live these fake lives with these fake emotions, fake words, fake feelings, fake sincerity.  Do you know what it is?  Amazing acting.  That’s why it’s so devastating to the victim.  The actor is so good, so gifted and so cunning that the victims don’t know what hit them.  When they find out that they are conned they often tell no one which is why this seems to be a victim-less crime.  They hide in their shame and embarrassment to have fallen prey to men and women like this. They will tell their friends and family that it didn’t work out or that one broke up with the other, that they found out that the other was cheating – typical reasons to break up.  Almost never is it, I was scammed, used and emotionally/physically abused.

Victims, you DO have a voice and that voice is your strength against your actor.  Speak up!  If things have been taken from you ( money, jewelry, possessions, property) you have a case of theft by deception!  I am continuing to work on the sexual assault by fraud law in New Jersey, but there are states out there that already have them.  Your body is sacred and you have the right to give permission to someone while knowing exactly who they are.  Lying for the purpose of bedding you (and I’m not talking little white lies or aesthetics like makeup, push up bras, breast implants – be sensible people) in such an egregious way should be illegal.  Sign my petition to help me keep gathering support on my cause and keep your stories coming!  I read every single one of them and reply to every email: good, bad or indifferent.  I feel it’s important if you take even 5 minutes out of your day to send me a message, I absolutely owe you the courtesy of a reply.

Until next time….


“The Dirty” Interview

So I have been cooresponding back and forth with a radio station out of Philadelphia which is my closest media market about telling my story on a feature they call “The Dirty” where you basically blast someone who has done you dirty.  Boy did I have a story about a man doing the dirty!   It is a story of insane proportions and the fact that it’s still evolving and he is still trolling for victims makes me even more passionate to make sure that the general public is aware and educated that this evil man lurks amongst them in the South Jersey and Philly areas!  Being I was off of work this week, our schedules were perfect and so I did the interview.  It had a great response, I live tweeted through both broadcasts yesterday morning and this little blog that could had over 300 new hits in the last 24+ hours.  Thank you so much Philly, Jersey and anywhere else that live streams Wired 96.5 through their computer, phone, ipad or whatever device you are using!   I am so appreciative to those who shared this blog, who followed me on twitter, liked my facebook page or added me as a friend.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.   So below is the broadcast that I recorded yesterday:

Getting Sad, Then Angry, Then Arrested

I started to mourn everything in the hours after I found out who I was dating and supposed to marrying.  The next day I felt numb.  Ok, I was incredibly sleep deprived, but still….   I made plans with him like I normally would, I went to pick him up like I normally would, came back to my house like I normally would and slept with him like I normally would.  For once I was using him in reverse.  I felt nothing.  It meant nothing, but I wanted him to know that after the fact.  Immediately after instead of wanting to cuddle in the afterglow, I point-blank asked him who Mary was.  He looked at me like I was nuts.  Kind of like the tilted dog head look.  Then I asked him who someone else was and he again tilted his head.  I said you know, your exes?  He took in a deep sign and asked me how I found out.  I told him that was irrelevant but that I knew everything.  I knew how many exes he truly had and all of the kids he fathered.  And here he was telling me he was adopted, so alone in the world, longest relationship was about 4 years, never had kids, never married, working for the British government and owned his own medical records company.  I very, very much resisted the urge to just throw him out of my house in that moment.  I really did.  It would have felt SO good!  I wanted him to be up a creek without a paddle and I also partially expected him to just walk out of my house and I would have gotten great delight at the thought of him finding his way back to Cherry Hill (about a half hour away) all on his lonesome.  I think he knew that I had him by the balls in that very moment.  Instead of all of the excuses and the like that I truly expected from him, he started to talk about it.  He talked about some of his exes.  I asked him why he lied to me and he said that he knew that he needed to tell me soon.  We were having a baby and getting married.  He knew he would need his real name for the birth certificate and the marriage certificate.  I knew he was full of shit.  I work in labor and delivery!  I know that you absolutely do NOT have to list a father on the birth certificate and if you do, here in New Jersey they have to show ID in order to be listed.  After reading Mary’s book, it would explain his distance after I broke him the happy news just weeks before.  He probably wouldn’t have shown up for the birth as he didn’t show up for the birth of several of his children.  At one point he had two wives and 2-3 fiancées all at once.  His two wives and the nanny of the first wife were all pregnant within the same 12 month span!!!  I told him he was a man whore and he agreed that he was.  As he talked my inner voice wanted to shout out “BULLSHIT”!!!!!   To mean his mouth was flapping but I don’t know what was true and what wasn’t.  I would verify it with Mary later on.  He continued to talk and I told him that I couldn’t continue the relationship.  He feigned a hurt look on his face and said that he would never desert me, never turn his back on me and asked if we could be friends.  I told him yes but that I needed time to get over such egregious lies on his part.  He said he understood.  He had been renovating my son’s room and he packed all of his tools.  Him doing that was a relief because it meant that him taking his shit with him meant he never had to come back to my house for anything and if I never talked to him again a day in my life, I wouldn’t have to take it to him.  To me it was a win all the way around!  He started taking things out to my car on the assumption that I was going to take him back.  Ok, I’m not that big of a bitch despite him really deserving me to be.  I should have just told him to hop the bus with his guitar and tools or take the light rail. The image of him lugging that around amused me, but again I’m not totally heartless unfortunately. So I took him back to where I picked him up from and he still had to walk things to wherever he was going.  He told me that he still loved me and that wasn’t going to change but he understood that I needed to think about things.  In reality?  I didn’t have to think about a thing.  Not a single solitary thing.  I told him we could still be friends since he did get me through some tough times in the previous year, but didn’t mention all of the things that he had caused in the past year.  As he walked away, I continued to feel numb.  I needed to make a decision and fast.  The following day I made an appointment to terminate and I know I’m going to catch some flack for this.  I figured I still had a week to make a final decision, but deep in my heart I knew I couldn’t do it.  We had conceived this child under false pretenses.  At least on his part.  Had I known his past I would ABSOLUTELY not continue a relationship with him. He was a psychopath with mental illness being shown through several generations per genealogy research.  He also has no contact or is supportive of any of his dozen plus children (that are known, there might be others that aren’t known about) so why on earth would I think that he would support this child too?  I was already a single mom whose ex is only marginally in their lives and not at all by what he is ordered to see them or do for them, but who am I to force it on either party when it would only cause stress and strife?  Everyone knows how to contact everyone else and everyone knows where everyone else lives.  It’s not all that difficult.  I tried for a long time to foster relationships and I was tired of doing it. Everyone will learn on their own.

I asked the newly minted William Jordan (and not the Liam Allen her purported himself to be) what he thought I should do, what did he see for our future.  He said that he would support any decision I chose but felt like he shouldn’t choose for me.  Of course he flaked on giving me any real concrete answer other than the politically correct one which was none at all.  In terms of what he wanted for us long-term, he said he still wanted the same future we were planning, even if it went off course for a while.  He said that we could be “on a break” for a few weeks, a few months, a year………whatever it took for me to feel safe and secure again.  Frankly?  Nothing.  Once my pregnancy was over, I no longer had ties to him any longer and was absolutely free of him. I just needed to think about what I was going to do.  One thing I was absolutely sure about, one thing that I was so incredibly positive about…..I didn’t want anyone else to go through the hell that I had gone through in the year before. I just needed to figure out how to do that.

Mary is an absolutely special sort of soul.  She took me under her wing when I was ashamed, scared and really confused.  She got me to see that I had nothing to be ashamed of.  That I did nothing wrong but just trust the wrong man, a conniving man who is really good and slick at what he does. She told me that he tends to pick really stable and strong women because it’s a challenge to him.  There would be nothing fun for him to mentally challenge if someone was gullible and easy to fool.  It would be boring.  Her words were just so helpful to me that I will forever be indebted to her.  She is also the gatekeeper of victims, I hate to say.  One by one she put me in touch with more and more of his victims.  Each story I heard I realized that I had a tapestry of a story.  There were bits and pieces of each and every one of their stories in my story.  I was the culmination of it all.  I was so incredibly sad that there were so many.  They were incredibly sad that it was still going on.  It had been a few years since a victim had come forward to Mary so perhaps they all thought that he stopped or finally got his life together.  My take is that he went through women and either they got sick of his crap and dumped him before they found out who he truly was, found out who he was and were so ashamed of being conned that they kind of went into silent hiding or they did know and didn’t do anything about it.  I don’t know. I may never know.  I am hoping that by taking my story public, someone, anyone will come forward.  They don’t have to put a public face to their story the way I am or Mary has.  I want them to know that they’re not alone.  There are many of us, unfortunately. My hurt is still very new compared to some who have had years to come to terms with the damage that this man has done to them. I wouldn’t be as stable or would I have been able to make the choices I made in the weeks after finding out about him.

Nine weeks from the day that I found out the truth about William Allen Jordan, I had him arrested.  I worked with local authorities for weeks.  Pretending that he and I could work it out, pretending that he could rebuild my trust all the while printing out my backed up text messages and emails for the authorities and conversing with his exes to verify which stories he told me were true and which were false.  Every day that he and I met?  I would run back to them with his stories.  Even after a couple of weeks I didn’t want to scare him off, so I told him that I stopped talking to them because it was too overwhelming for me. I hope that the day he got arrested, that he realized that the whole 9 weeks since I found out that the tables were turned on him.  He may have suspected, he may not have trusted me.  It may have been a case of keep your friends close and enemies closer.  I was relieved to see him hauled away in handcuffs.  I slept so soundly in the 5 weeks it’s been since he got arrested. His other victims have expressed similar thoughts.  Not only can I sleep soundly that he will not manipulate me any more, but while he is behind bars, he’s not hurting other women, children or families out there.  He may try to manipulate other inmates or guards in prison, but I hope the see through his charm. I can only imagine what he has told the others there.  That I’m some embittered ex girlfriend with an ax to grind?  Hardly.  The evidence will speak for itself.  I guess it’s a good thing I’m such a poor listener when he said to delete “sensitive” emails.  Instead I backed them up and emailed them to myself.  I hope I’m the last he hurts for a very long time after this.  But first I hope he gets a lengthy prison sentence.

Rape by deception is a fairly new concept.  I know it’s setting a legal precedent out there but being the victim of such a crime, I’m certainly feeling passionate about it. No, I’m not saying that every man or woman out there who has an affair and tells their significant other that they’re single when they really aren’t should be open to prosecution when the truth comes out.  But in a case like this where he lied about his entire EXISTENCE and used those lies to rob me of my sanctity, my body, my knowing CONSENT!  I asked him why he didn’t tell me sooner.  He said he was afraid to lose me.  You think??!??!   He told me the “honest is the best policy” tactic ended up getting him burnt.  No kidding!?!??!   Someone with a lengthy track record like that deserves to be alone.  He will only bring misery to whomever comes across his path.  When you add up his victims plus his children who are also victims plus the established kids of the women he met (since he prefers single moms) and then add in the family members of each victim that he met, associates, etc across at least 5 countries and 3 continents, there has to be over 100 victims who have had some sort of direct contact with William Allen Jordan, Will Allen, Bill Jordan, Guillaume Allen, Liam Allen, William Jones, William Jordan and God knows how many other aliases he possibly has……………