Wednesday, March 13, 2013

I Have a Dream

Balloons from Norris
Hey everyone, thank you for all the support you have given me through this rough patch. My living room looked like a flower shop with stuffed animals, balloons, cards, flowers and other random articles of affection all my loved ones brought me. 

I'd like to let you know what happened with the case...

Alonzo McDonel was the guy that attacked me. He was caught 5 days after he brutally beat me to the ground and left me for dead. He was caught because he and his friends did this to a few other people. He ended up getting stabbed by the guy he was beating up and had to go to the hospital. The hospital notified the police about his stab wound and the police investgated from there. 
From Eileen & Heather

When he and 5 of his friends shamelessly committed this crime, they were at the same place I was and used the same weapons. The awesome Detroit police force was able to link the crimes and took Alonzo to court for these 2 cases and 3 others.

Originally, he was charged with 2 accounts of Assault with intent to do great bodily harm, 2 accounts of robbery and 2 accounts of Assault with a danagous weapon. He was not charged for breaking into and robbing the car.
From Mystery Person!!??

He was finally charged with 3 accounts of armed robbery. He will serve all for 3 accounts at once. The judge gave him 8 to 20 years in prison. If he makes it out in 8 years, he will be 26 years old and could come back to society either good or bad. He could stay for 20 years which would make him 38 when he gets out.  Yet, I will live my whole life without my sense of security.  Is it possible for this guy to change enough to where he could be fit to live in our society?  I doubt that; it was way too easy for him to hit a girl. Just how calm he was doing it was freighting, like this was his daily routine. I'm 5'2, I'm not exactly a threat but later on, I found out that it was not only the two guys there but a whole group of guys. Yet, they felt the need to rob us with potentially lethal weapons?  

I believe his actions were primarily to harm me, robbing me was secondary. The fact that this 18 year old boy had a smile on his face when he brutally beat me to the ground makes me believe that he is an angry sociopath seeking revenge on the world by preying on the innocent. 

I don't think this guy could ever evolve enough for me to feel he is adequate to walk the same streets our sons and daughters live on.  If he got away with this, his next victims would probably get it worse. The ultimate robbery is robbing someones life. If he had no regard for my life, he will probably have little mercy on others.  I don't believe this kid will ever be fit to enter our society.

As of right now, the guy who attacked my friend roams the streets. If he is smart, he probably took off. Who knows, I think it is only a matter of time before he gets caught.

My Recovery

Physically, I have been healing like a champ. I still stand the chance of losing 4 of my teeth. The bone has healed for the most part and after it does, I will need braces to correct the aligning. I look like I use to with minor imperfections in my smile that my wonder brother Matthew and his excellent team of dentists are going to correct. 
From Merwan & Kathy

Though I look like I use to, my internal well being has been compromised.  I have been dealing post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).  PTSD is an anxiety disorder associated with serious traumatic events and characterized by such symptoms as survivor guilt, reliving the trauma in dreams, numbness and lack of involvement with reality, or recurrent thoughts and images. 

I never experienced anxiety attacks until this experience.  I had/have to relearn to trust that not every stranger has hidden agenda that involves some sort of attack on me or my loved ones.  My fear is specifically in men or anyone that looks anything like my attacker.  I remember the look in his eyes, it's true that the eyes are windows into the soul.  
From Rita & Chochie

What my previous post failed to report was that I saw him about a half hour before he attack me.  I looked directly into his eyes as he slowly jogged passed me.  I instantly knew he was up to no good, but I though I was prejudging him because I am this white girl from the suburbs in the middle of Detroit and was freighted by the stereotype of Detroit thugs. I knew I was easy prey. What I saw in his eyes was a darkness, a cold feeling of predator scouting out his prey. I should have trusted my instinct and to a point, I did. The car was in the direction he was heading to, so we went the way.  
From Michael <3

I relive this experience in my dreams. I have recurring thought and images.  I also find myself locked in my room separating my existences from reality. A week after the attack, I saw a hearse driving by with all the little cars following it.  I felt like I was watching a scary movie but it was actually my life. I saw what could have happened to me. At the same time, an ambulance went by and all I was thinking about was without that ambulance what would have happened?  Could that have been my body in that hearse, those cars would have been my family and friends going to MY funeral.  What if the hits were reversed that instead of breaking my jaw, it broken my skull?  
From Danio

I have come to a more intense understanding that I am not immortal; I will die one day. Just because I am young doesn't mean I get to have another tomorrow.  There are bad people in this world, I just never physically saw it with my own eyes like this.  But I did more than see it, I lived it.  An 18 year old kid was so heartless he could hit a girl to the point where she is severely bleeding and just leave her there to die.  How could he be so inhumane? What made him this way? Why does he have no compassion?
From Chochie and Rita

I did some research and found out that compassion and empathy has to be taught between the ages of 3-6 or it will never be learned. Alonzo had no mother or father and never learned these vital human characteristics.  It makes me think he is a victim too.  Only he suffers worse consequences from being a victim. He is a psychopath because our society did not foster him into a human.  Maybe if he was taught empathy, he would have never done this?  
From Aunt Dolly and
Aunt Loretta

We make a big deal about schools having sports programs, art programs, but we don't have a class specializing in building character?  What if we put anger management in schools?  What if we had character building hour?  What if parents had to go through training to inform them for how empathy and guilt work?  Could that change the world as we know it?  No child left behind? What about pro-social behavior?  Math and reading skills sound so unimportant in comparison to having pro-social behavior.  What is the point in suspending a child or giving them detention?  Instead of suspending them or giving the detention, maybe they should have to spend time in anger management classes or some kind of therapy. 
From Chochie and Rita

I want to hear from you.  Please leave comments on this topic.  If the world could stop raising children that turn into monsters, maybe we could live a little more free.  That is what America is about right?  The desire of freedom is what made this country what it is today.  Let's earn our freedom by investing in the youth. 

I have a dream that one day Detroit will rise.  I have a dream that all the youth will be given the opportunity to better their character.  Let us not raise monster, let us raise people we can be proud of.  People that care for their neighbors, that smile to strangers, and that model pro-social behavior. I understand it will take time and money, but it is worth all the time and money in the world.  I want my freedom back; please write me or leave comments. 

I truly appreciate everyone who reads this story. I am thankful for every single person who cared to share my story because it disturbed them. I am so thankful to be alive to share this with you. 

March 2013





Friday, October 19, 2012

Mystery Flowers



So the Morning after I my attack, someone sent me some beautiful flowers. But I have no idea who? 

Today, two dozen roses were delivered to my house.  This is a fun little mysterious game but I am dying to know who you are??? 

Can I get a little hint mystery person?

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Antibullying Month

October is antibullying month, I changed the background of my page to purple in support of this cause. 

Message/verbal spanking to the bullies: YOU need to take your ass to consulting!  You clearly have issues!  Why would you ruin someone else's self image because your lacking some kind of unhappiness in yourself?  Being kind to one another, it equals happiness. 

Facts about bullying:

77% percent of students have admitted to being the victim of one type of bullying or another.

According to recent gay bullying statistics, gay and lesbian teens are two to three times as more likely to commit teen suicide than other youths.

When bullying parents use this style of parenting, they try and motivate their children by being derisive. This can be especially damaging, since it can encourage a child to think ill of him/herself. This can leave mental scars that can result in depression.

As of now, no federal law directly addresses bullying.  However, in major cases, civil rights are violated. 

***All facts and statistics come from www.stopbullying.gov and www.bullyingstatistics.org





Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Instagram is Fun

Drinks with my beautiful friends at Vinsetta Garage. It's a little bar/restaurant near Royal Oak. 

Okay, I admit, I took this photo with my Iphone and enhanced it on instragram. That app can be very addictive, and feel free to follow me on there. My name is Mariah Janbou. =P

Thursday, August 9, 2012

One week before I was attacked.



I was down in Florida having fun with pretty muse.  They did a shoot of me.  I can't wait to have my smile back.






To the more pictures, view the link below.
http://animoto.com/play/JBMYPsCogJKDOaiL08D0Wg

Thank you pretty muse! It is always a pleasure working with you. Everyone, please check out their site.  They have beautiful, artistic, high fashion photography.  www.prettymuse.comwww.prettymuse.com

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

A Broken Jaw and A 2 x 4


This is a cautionary tale.  A true story.  A story I want to share so that you never have to live through what I did.  In short, my friend and I were almost killed while taking pictures in downtown Detroit.  Here's what happened...

I'm a photographer, and we set out to photograph the old Packard plant in Detroit, Michigan.  I had heard how cool it was, and was excited to shoot it.  So my friend Michelle and I found ourselves standing outside this amazing building photographing the graffiti and the piles of junk.  Just the wreckage was beyond fascinating.  After an hour or so, we went to leave and that's when our lives changed.  It happened so fast it's hard to believe that I came close to losing my life...

We approached her car, and I looked at the passenger window and it was smashed, glass everywhere.  Out of the corner of my eye, I see two young guys running at us with 2 x 4's in the air ready to strike.  They came so fast.  One came running at me, the other at my friend.  The guy who came to me, said nothing.  He had a huge smile on his face.  I'll never forget that look.  Time stood still.  Unbelievably, he swung this huge 2 x 4 right into my face.  I was so shocked.  I remember crying out, "No!  Please!  Don't!"  Both hits to the head happened fast.  The next thing I remember is I'm falling to the ground.  I remember feeling my teeth out of place.  He coldly said, "Where's the money?" as if this was his daily work.  He went through my pockets as I laid on the ground. He took my wallet and phone right out of my back pockets.  And just as quickly he ran away.  

I got up spitting up blood, ran over to Michelle.  She was just laying there.  I thought she was dead.  I called her name and she didn't respond.  At this point a thousand things are running through my mind, I'm in Detroit, no phone, no wallet, no means to contact anybody.  I thought they didn't take my camera, I bet they are coming back for it.  Blood is all over me, dripping down my face, neck, shirt.  There wasn't an inch of my camera that wasn't covered in blood.  I called to Michelle one more time and she moved, got up.  I was so relieved.  She wasn't dead.  I was so pumped with adrenalin that I didn't even acknowledge that I was really hurt.  We quickly got into the car, and I'm sitting on all this glass from the broken window. This man was waving us down, he was on his phone and had already called the cops. He'd seen the whole thing.  Three cops came right away, as did the ambulance.  I remember a cop yelling at me, that I shouldn't be down here in the first place.  The paramedic put me inside the ambulance.

I went to the hospital.  Eight stitches in my lip.  Seven staples in the back of my head.  Ended up needing two oral surgery to repair my broken upper jaw and to reposition my upper teeth.  My top jaw is wired and will remain that way for 6 weeks.

I would like to point out that Michelle has photographed this building numerous times.  She's never had a problem.  That day there were a couple other photographers shooting the building off to themselves.  It was broad daylight.  It was on a main street.  We knew we were in a very risky area but felt we were ok.  Little did we know that we were being stalked by these young guys (approximately 17 years old).

I want people to know what happened to me.  I want people to be reminded that they may think they are safe at times when they aren't. I'm really upset.....I want to be proud of my own city.  But I can't.   Detroit has the potential to be such a great city, but these are some of the things that just ruin us and give us a bad reputation.  

How human is a kid who can hit a girl in the face with a 2 x 4 and a huge smile on his face?  What kind of person does that?  I feel like this kid should be charged with attempted murder.  They left us there for dead.  I feel like these guys are weak cowards to come at us with a wooden boards.











Random facts about the Packard plant:
The movie Transformers was filmed here. It has been abandon for over 50 years.  The building has 3,500,000 square-feet.


Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Welcome to my Blog


Hi, My name is Mariah and this is my Blog!  I live in Sterling Heights, MI.  I am a 21 year old photographer, and an aspiring artist who lives a crazy life.  Stay tuned for my first post.  It will be about how I came close to losing my life last week.

Meanwhile, if you'd like to see me in my last shoot take a look at this video photographed by Pretty Muse Photography at www.prettymuse.com.

Here's the link: --->  http://animoto.com/play/JBMYPsCogJKDOaiL08D0Wg