After lunch recess, the Court Martial resumed with the next witness:
First Lieutenant Eulalia Burns, RN, Head Nurse, Highland Light Infantry (City of Glasgow Regiment).
[Major Grave, stimulated by the appearance of Miss Burns, suddenly burst out singing a bawdy barracks ditty and said: “I must say I was very impressed by Lieutenant Burns’ respectful, almost subservient, military bearing. Too many of the women in uniform today think they deserve equal treatment with the men. It is refreshing to encounter one who knows her place and expects her nurses to all perform to the desires of the Doctors. That’s what we expected of the little flirts in my day!
Lt. Eulalia’s reserved and respectful demeanor impressed the judges and all paid close attention to her.]
Lt. Eulalia hesitated to say much about Moore except that her excessive complaining was undermining Burns’ discipline with her nurses. When asked about punishment, the Lieutenant’s eyes glazed over, her one hand went to her lap and she seemed lost in a highly simulative daydream. She muttered something about a good whipping, firmly applied to the “girly parts”. When the court tried to follow up on that, she opened her blouse (she wore nothing underneath – she said that was her duty to be naked under her uniform) and invited us to punish her breasts. Defense loudly objected but was firmly overruled by the entire courtroom. Loxuru and Houser acceded to her wishes, using their uniform belts. Eulalia clearly prides herself on her ability to withstand such punishment without flinching. As Lt. Burns staggered back to her seat with reddened and bruised breasts, her uniform blouse was still unbuttoned, providing af ine view for the spectators.
Lieutenant Moore:
OK, things are going over the cliff. I expected Lt. Eulalia to come to my defense. After all, we women need to stick together, right. At the same time, I knew that she was an officer who placed great emphasis on her nurses being totally subservient and respectful ... slaves if you will, who bear themselves properly, look down after saluting their superiors, and bare their souls, let alone their bodies, as a matter of duty. That she would do so in a trial, though, was beyond my wildest imagination. Opening her blouse for a beating should never have been accepted, but her fortitude and ability to take punishment without flinching was truly amazing. Lieutenant Brave questioned it's appropriateness, and barely escaped being giving the same treatment! I fear this afternoon's proceedings will be even more bizarre and demeaning than this morning's. Nonetheless, Lieutenant Brave remains optimistic.
Nurses Kathy and FSG added little to the record. Nevertheless, the court spent a generous amount of time examining them. They demonstrated some of the ways they help the camp perform at peak efficiency. These girls are dedicated to their work and will stop at nothing to assist the male officers’ needs. Since this is not relevant to this trial, the details will not be included in the official record. (However, it should be said that this post has some “outstanding” female assets)
Staff Sergeant Wilbur Loxuru, Motor Pool, confirmed some of what we had already heard. He volunteered that he had had extensive experience before and during WWII with administering corporal punishment on women (in case the defendant was found guilty). His right arm had been somewhat damaged in the war and he apologized that he could no longer give a proper salute as he had learned before the last war. However, he swore he could “lay it on with the best of them” with his left. Sergeant Connoisseurs, who knew him during the War, vouched for his capability.
Lieutenant Moore:
Nurses Kathy and FSG were no help at all. Thoroughly indoctrinated by Nurse Eulaia, these two debased the proceeding beyond redemption by offering their bodies, in any number of subtle but unmistakable ways, to the impaneled jury. Nurse Kathy even went so far as to point out her willingness to swallow! FSG and Sergeant Connoisseurs exchanged hot stares throughout! Lieutenant Brave made a motion to have their testimony expunged on the grounds that it was totally irrelevant to my trial. Motion denied.
As for Staff Sergeant, Wilbur Loxoru, he seemed more interested in the topic of corporal punishment for women than anything else. He hardly knew me, but offered a number of suggestions about how if ordered to do so, he would "lay it on me with the best of them" with his good left arm, which looked pretty damn powerful to me. Lieutenant Brave objected to the court accepting irrelevant testimony from a non-com ... and one from the motor pool, no less. Sergeant Loxoru responded by offering to take her out for an immediate thrashing. General Praetorius told him to be patient! What the fuck is going on here?
Corporal Racing Rodent, Company Clerk. He testified that Lt. Moore on several occasions had assaulted him, even throwing him into a door. She had also repeatedly insulted him by calling him all sorts of names such as various animals.
RR’s most significant contribution was a photo of Moore punching Captain Tree (attached), as well as other photos to provide valuable background. It appears that Moore is frequently (totally) out of uniform. The Judges were appalled that she felt free to trot around an Army post, showing off her tight little.
Father Q Paul, the post chaplain and the young French Nun, Messaline, his spiritual aide testified.
[Major Grave burst out into a rather good rendition of "Mademoiselle from Armentières" when he spotted Messaline. Throughout her testimony, he would interrupt singing " Hinky Dinky Parlay Voo!"
Given their saintly calling, their evidence was regarded as unimpeachable.]
Both seemed to have become intimate with Moore during her brief stay. They reported that a distraught Moore came to them soon after arriving, seeking spiritual comfort. She was more inclined to complain and slander everyone at the post than to try to fit in. They had spent a whole day comforting and soothing her and were shocked and hurt to learn that she had subsequently complained to General Praetorius of “Father Paul’s and Sister Messaline’s wantonly unholy seduction of me in the chaplain’s quarters.” They both asked for forgiveness of Moore for her hateful accusations. Almost everyone in the court was moved deeply by their holy goodness.
Corporal Emily Houser, MP, reported that on the occasion of the last camp social, Lt. Moore had attempted to divert her from attending to her disciplinary duties with some frivolous order. She did volunteer that she was an expert at the use of almost any kind of whip there was and she was right-handed (the judges noted a possible complement to Loxuru?)
I spent most of the latter stages of the trial with my head in my hands, weeping. Lieutentant Brave, ever the optimist, continued her spirited defense, but with little effect other than sealing her own fate. Corporal Rodent's testimony was severely damaging. His photos were passed around several time, and I thought that Captain Tree's commentary on my physical assets ... which amounted to exclamations of "Damn, she's something!" especially demeaning. Wragg even composed a poem on the spot, which he shared with the court, entitled "ode to a lovely tight little", while Captain Jolly's countenance grew darker as he viewed each photo. Captain Goldman asked whether there were any donuts available for afternoon break, and seemed most interested in repeatedly viewing Corporal Rodent’s color photo of Lieutenant Brave and me naked together in the detention tent. Lt. Brave argued unsuccessfully that the photo was off limits under attorney-client privilege. General Praetorius asked for and pocketed said photo for further review.
Father Paul and his mistress assistant, Sister Messaline, were unholy in their accusations. They should both be defrocked, not granted forgiveness by the Court for their acts of seduction, taken when all I wanted was someone to hear my complaints.
And throughout it all the Major went on drooling while singing that dirty ditty!
MP Emily seemed to be in league with Sergeants Loxuru and Connoisseurs in her eagerness to volunteer administering corporal punishment if called upon to do so. General Praetorius beamed at her offer. Lieutenant Brave reminded her of her dereliction of duty in uncuffing me the night before in the detention tent. She replied that she could not have done so as she was in the mess tent at the time having a cup of coffee. Brave was admonished once again by the General for raising an irrelevant point.
