Linsie Kohls & Lee Stiles Watch The Kids
… from a video monitor. Beats having to take care of them, huh?
Knoxville, TN - Linsie Kohls’ Myspace looks like her life is devoted to her children. Tristyn, now two, is a smiling child whose pictures dot the albums in true firstborn style. A year later, Trevelyn came along, with fewer pictures, but still some cute shots of a smiling baby. There are no pictures, no mention of the third child, Darrell D’Artagnan Stiles, born in December 2007. Maybe parenthood was taxing Linsie and her boyfriend Lee Stiles, 23. Maybe it just got too hard for Kohls, 22, and Stiles to care for three kids. Or maybe they’re just really, really bad parents.
Whatever the problem, be it poverty or despair or laziness, Tristyn and Trevelyn ended up locked in a bare room in the family’s Knoxville apartment. Officers were called to the Bakertown Apartments on Friday for a “welfare check”. When they got there, the officers found a two-year-old girl (Tristyn) and an 18-month-old boy (Trevelyn) locked the stripped-down room, with wires attached the door knob so that the door could not be opened.
The room itself has been stripped to the concrete floor. There was a camera in one corner of the room, and Kohl and Stiles had a monitor in their upstairs area so they could periodically watch the toddlers. The only food in the room was one bottle of curdled milk. In explanation, Linsie Kohls said only that she’d checked on the babies the night before.
Neighbors said that they could hear children beating on the walls and crying at night, and that the children were never seen outside. My guess is that neighbors hotlined the family, and good for them. Tristyn and Trevelyn have been place in Linsie’s mother’s care after being placed in state custody. No word on baby Darrell or where he is.
I’m not sure whether Lee Stiles is the father of Tristyn and Trevelyn, but from Linsie Kohls’ Myspace it appears that he is. She mentions a Lee in a blog entry from July of 2006, and he is pictured with Linsie, Tristyn and Trevelyn in 2007, so it seems to be a fairly long-term relationship. Whatever went south seems to have done so between the birth of Trevelyn and baby Darrell, since there are pictures of Tristyn up until late 2007. After that, nothing.
Kohls and Stiles were arrested and charged with child abuse and neglect. Each has posted a $10,000 bond and the couple has been released from the Knox County Jail. I’d love to get their comments on this story since they’re out and don’t have kids to watch or anything.
D’Artagnan and Tristyn (which I am assuming is a way of spelling Tristan), well, Mommie and Daddie had plenty of time to wax romantic about their kids. Guess the reality of parenting just wasn’t fun enough. Put them in a dungeon to starve like they did in the good old medieval romance days.
What a pair, another pair who can figure out how to put their genitals together, but don’t can’t get it that real babies are complicated to care for and birth control can save a lot of trouble. More babies is never the answer when you can’t care for the ones you have. I hope the previous sentence is tattooed on their forearms so they have a chance to review it now and again in the future.
Fucking feed your kids people! They are not toys to put in a closet and play with when you feel like it. They are people. Little people. Little HUNGRY people. A good rule of thumb? Every time you open your mouth to insert some animal-or-vegetable-based nourishment, offer some to the kid, too, dammit! And if you are on one of those “I only eat once a week” diets, try offering the kids food every time you get a glass of water…….or take a piss…….or think about sex (for those of you who are addicted to the penis).
They need food from the four basic food groups: grains and pasta, meat and protein, fruit and vegetable, and dairy. If you are too fucking lazy to cook (like I sometimes am), most frozen dinners in the grocery store are complete, balanced meals. Not very tasty, but balanced. I wouldn’t recommend feeding them frozen dinners every day, but just as a break for you, a couple of times a week would be fine. And if you know that you absolutely lack the ability or initiative to EVER prepare a decent meal for them….go ahead and give them frozen dinners every night. It’s better than fucking starving them.
I know some kids are picky little buzzards, too. None of mine were especially picky, but one of my kids will not eat cheese of any sort (except mozzarella, and that only on a pizza) or drink milk that has not been flavor enhanced. And another of mine smells EVERYTHING before she puts it in her mouth, and always has. Even as a baby, when she nursed, she would ’smell’ my breast before latching on, and all baby foods were sniffed (some a little too forcefully, causing strained food aspiration, and a fit of laughter from me) before being eaten. No shit! She really did (and still does) this. One of my sister’s boys went through a phase where the only foods he would eat were french fries, and ramen soup. That went on for about six months.
Having picky children does not exempt you from having to feed your kids. You have to make accommodations for them sometimes, in the interests of keeping the little beggars alive. Something I have found to be true: No child in history has ever been known to starve to death when food was consistently offered. They will eventually get hungry enough, and will eat whatever is offered. Accommodating their food eccentricities for a couple of weeks (or even months, in my nephew’s case, because he is autistic) will usually resolve the food aversion without having to fight with the child. In the case of my cheese and white-milk hating girl - I still stock up on chocolate and strawberry quick, and give her yogurt instead of cheese. It’s a simple thing, and doesn’t make my life any more complicated. I cook meals that I know everyone likes, and if one of the kids balks, they always have the option of having a bowl of cereal, oatmeal, or a PBJ sandwich as a substitute for the meal I cooked.
I do not run a McDonalds or Burger King out of my kitchen. Have it your way only applies in my house if “your way” means you made it yourself - because I don’t cook six separate meals for each of my angels. But none of them have ever starved to death, or even been malnourished in any way. A bottle of curdled milk is absolutely unacceptable. Fucking idiots! Food, people - get you some, and share it with the kiddies….every day….three times a day…with snacks in between. It’s not that fucking hard!
This isn’t about “once a week diet”… It is a simply sad disgusting way for parents to behave. How can you just lock your children up and give them 1 bottle to share? How can you leave them with a cold unnurturing concrete floor to sleep on? How can you ignore their little fists pounding against the walls and the small voices crying out for air, social interaction… love? These two need to be sterilized, and yes I am starting to believe in forced sterilization.
It shouldn’t just be tattooed on their foreheads, it should be burned into it… then every limb of their body and across their backs. Something happened here with this family, and it had to be that they had 3 children too many to care for. That is the only explanation for this lazy fucking bitch and her ignorant asshole “boyfriend” can possibly have. It just got too complicated to support these beautiful little children… and besides, after they are about 6 months old they are no longer cute and cuddly, instead they are teething and wanting to be mobile… so its time to have a new one and forget about the old. Kinda like a kid does with his/her toy trains and barbie dolls.
lol who is Spectre on myspace? damn that was a nice banner.
Whaaa…? some kind of crazy sociological experiment, “tough-love” parenting manual or just fuckety-duckety weirdness, but whatever, this is inhumane, dangerous and Dickensian in its neglect.
The girl in mom’s arms looks like a cute elfling. How could parents turn into such monsters. I know they tend to do it by degrees, but it still curdles my spirit.
You mean like the bottle of milk?
I know, I always see that person Spectre on the Myspaces of people on here… It’s always exciting to see what cute little sparkly banner they have to post at the time.
Wonder if it’s someone from here…hmmmm?
You try to write a comment that doesn’t have a semantic reference to the subject, but there you go. I call it ’subject-language confluence’ eg discipline hits home, strict diet regime hard to digest. People do it all the time; don’t know why - yet.
Yeah, that’s a good enough comparison. Neglect like that, through isolation, denial of basic needs and comforts is a well known strategy of abusive parents pushing their child/ren “out of sight out of mind” all the way to a slow miserable death. How long would it have been before momma stopped looking at the monitor? how long before it would have been turned off?
I am guessing the only time she looked was to see if the kids were still alive or not… If ever.
Was there any indication as to how long the poor babies had been locked in that horrid cell? They should return the favor to both of them.
What a waste of space and oxygen. Asswipes. Asshats. Assholes. All of the assxxx words. Damn damn and double damn, not only were they trying to kill them, they were doing it slow and waiting for the big moment. Were these two POS taping the event or just “monitoring”? I really hope the shitbags were taping, so they will have proof of just exactly how long this sick mess went on.
I’m so thankful these babies are still alive. I hope her mom is a better mom to the grandkids than the real mom was. Sorry bitch and sorry son-of-a-bitch, both of them need to go on a “good two mile drag” behind my truck at about 35mph - fast enough to do the damage, slow enough to enjoy every single piece of tearing flesh.
Did they just think the kids would die and they could bury their little bodies and move away?
I am involved in this case, so I can’t divulge too much, but Lee works at burger kind(high aspirations right?) and linsie never has been too interested in a carreer, Trevelyn and presumably the oter kid are both lee’s, Tristyn is not lee’s and there are DNA tests to prove it, her possible biological father is trying to get involved and get the kids, Linsie’s mom is just as crazy as she is, probably raised linsie to be the mother of the year that she’s trying to be.
Everyone who knew her before she started to settle in with lee are completely unsurprised by this, she’s always been a horrible person, using people for a couch to crash on, sleeping with random people and moving on to the next couch to bring chaos into some other group of friend’s life.
the most amusing part is her comments when she signed the petition for wrongfully accused mothers