She admits the basement wasn't soundproof and she would have heard the boys yell as they were repeatedly raped. A jury just said it believed those victims and convicted Jerry Sandusky of 45 counts of sexual abuse. So where was Dottie Sandusky?
She says the fact that she didn't hear the screams means nothing happened. Bull crap. It happened. She knew.
As moms, if there were a thunder storm and the TV were blaring, we could still hear our children sneeze. Any parent with half a brain would know if that degree of tragedy were going on in her house for so many years. There is no doubt in my mind that she knew, or at very least had an inkling.
Dottie Sandusky is also to blame for what happened to those young men, and likely others. There simply aren't enough bad words to describe Jerry Sandsusky. We will have to settle for convicted pedophile and sex offender. The stories were so tragically gruesome that I couldn't stomach following the story in the news.
An analogy I once heard is that when a spouse cheats, it's like hearing a distant bell; you are aware of it, but not in an immediate sense. That is true. When a child screams, however, the sound is chillingly present. Living with this serial pedophile could never be mistaken for other forms of oblivion.
To the young victims, 12 jurors just said they believe you. I believe you. The world believes you. Dottie seems to be the only one who doesn't believe you. That's because she is to blame, too.
Proper, legal justice isn't finished yet. Let's hope the prosecutors take a solid look at Dottie, too. But that would take a whole brain.