Those accused of crimes against the people of the state have the opportunity for a fair trial (due process of law) as guaranteed by the fifth amendment of the Constitution of the United States. Even if you are facing a complaint from a private party, you still are entitled to protection guaranteed by the fifth amendment.
I know the fifth is usually perceived as "taking the fifth" and refusing to provide statements that may incriminate you but it says much more than that.
When due process of law is not provided (where the accused can defend himself and may confront and question his accusers) those judicial proceedings are called a Kangaroo Court. It's called a Kangaroo Court because it leaps over the correct due process of law and jumps straight to the conclusion - which is generally presuming the unfortunate defendant is guilty until proven innocent and not allowing any evidence to the contrary
Even military tribunals follow due process, even though, per the constitution, they don't really have to. It's the right thing to do.
As we have all seen, the right thing to do isn't the Spiritual Rights Foundation's forte. In fact, to the leaders of the Spiritual Rights Foundation, the right thing to do (when viewed from the basic morals and values we were taught as good citizens of the United States) has not a thing to do with fairness but has every thing to do with whatever the hell one or more of the leaders feel like doing, no matter if it's right, no matter if the followers are adversely affected and no matter if there is no reason to do what they want to do in the first place.
The first thing that popped into my mind was an incident where Robin Dumolin was shocked to find that the old, expired food she was planning to push off on the unsuspecting membership as a nutritious and delicious dinner casserole (for 6 bucks a spoonful) before it walked off on its own went missing. By using her superior and highly developed psychic powers, she knew instantly the name and motivation of the perpetrator.
A member who I'll call "Kenneth" was accused of eating the furry, dripping and infested slop from the refrigerator while Robin's back was turned. Immediately, Kenneth's status within the iron gates of the cult went from less-than-good to subterranean. He was demeaned as a low-life thief who preferred to steal the hard-stolen food of the Spiritual Rights Foundation's money-making enterprise than buy a decent meal of his own.
As Robin didn't actually see Kenneth steal food from her, she couldn't really say he did it. However, it didn't stop her from saying he did. And she ordered that padlocks be installed on all of her refrigerators immediately.
In classes, workshops, meetings, readings, healings, and whatever else the slave-masters had us do, we were reminded that Kenneth was the worst low-life known to mankind and that he and he alone would have the unmitigated gall, greed and disdain for the personal property of another to have literally raided the SRF refrigerator and steal the rotten, crappy food Robin was planning to con us into paying for.
I remember speaking with Kenneth at that time. He said very clearly to me "I did not take food out of their damn refrigerators." When pressed that was all he could say, knowing he can't prove a negative.
That wasn't a problem for the SRF leadership, though. Kenneth's inability to prove his innocence just proved he was indeed guilty.
So from that day, Kenneth was treated like a felon.
But what really happened?
One of the hangers-on at the Spiritual Rights Foundation is a somewhat eccentric elderly man who occasionally attends a class or workshop but spends most of his weekends cleaning up the considerable mess left in the Spiritual Rights Foundation storage areas. The bank of SRF refrigerators (now padlocked) were lined up there, holding toxic waste and other tasty items to be served to the unsuspecting membership.
One weekend, the eccentric man hobbled up to Robin Dumolin and croaked: "Reverend, I'll need you to unlock those refrigerators so I can take out all the bad and expired food"
Robin Dumolin: "huh?"
Eccentric man: "I've been cleaning out the rotten and expired food from the refrigerators for weeks now. haven't you noticed there's more room in the refrigerators now?"
The padlocks were quietly removed but Kenneth remained in the doghouse.
Why? Because at the Spiritual Rights Foundation, fairness isn't about truth. It isn't about justice either. It's all about snapping to attention and carrying out orders, no matter how wrong. It's all about making sure the leaders retain the illusion of perfection and all-encompassing knowledge and wisdom.
They don't give a damn about what you or anyone thinks. The SRF Kangaroo Kourt always hands down the correct verdict and appeals are unnecessary. The SRF Kangaroo Kourt dispenses punishment the old-fashioned way: they just beat the living daylights out of your soul, your, self-respect and every ounce of humanity you ever had.
And as Kenneth as a convenient target, he was on the receiving end of the Kangaroo Kourt time and time again. No matter how thin the evidence. No matter how wrong the verdict. No matter if the crime was indeed the responsibility of another. He was demonized over and over again and subjected to awful dehumanization, characterized as more animal than man, more insect than human.
Kenneth's treatment was far worse than necessary. Even on the SRF relaxing and rejuvenating Weekend Retreats, where the gathered faithful would otherwise quietly unwind and recharge, he was treated like a disease and portrayed to those who barely knew him as a Judas, an insect, a turncoat and worse.
His is not the only story. Many of us (me and basically everyone I knew there) faced the SRF Kangaroo Kourt at one time or another. The Kangaroo Kourt met in secret, reviewing secret evidence, using their psychic powers to question witnesses through the ether and rendering a verdict and punishment unknown to the accused until their SRF "friends" confront them with their transgressions and demand penance.
Did anyone escape the wrath of the Witches who sit on the Kangaroo Kourt bench?
Someday, sooner or later, you'll be on trial. And someday, the Witches of Ellsworth will hold their tribunal of evil to decide your fate without even considering giving you the opportunity to speak or defend yourself. If they like you, they will listen impatiently before you are given the command to shut up and accept your ostracization and complete isolation from the rest of the brain-damaged membership.
If you are given the chance to redeem yourself, be sure you can afford it. Your debts to SRF will have to be paid in advance (of course, your account balance will mysteriously show you still owe money), your dedication will have to be shown in excess and the evil influences of life - your family, your spouse and your career will have to take a back seat to your nights, weekends and holidays slaving for the Witches of Ellsworth for no pay, no appreciation and no recognition.
I think I'd rather face a tribunal at Guantanamo Bay. At least the weather is nicer.