|smile for the camera, Tammy...|
Tammy and Sidney Moorer's house was one in which the State's Child Protective Services was contacted.
The condition of the house is a mirror to the condition of their souls.
This was not a messy house.
There is a very high standard for Child Protective Services in viewing a home.
If the house is a mess, it does not matter. People can choose to live in a slovenly home should they so wish. It can even have a bad odor, but still not rise to the level of intervention by the State.
Just as parents have the right to live as slobs, so it is that children have the right to live in a home where the environment will not make them ill.
This is the standard. It is in the negative; an environment that will not make them physically sick.
As unhealthy, psychologically, a messy and dirty house may be, especially for teaching order and respect for the earth, the standard for intervention is necessarily high.
For example, how dirty is dirty?
How smelly is smelly?
The filth in the house must rise to a level to impact the physical health and well being of a child. Unsanitary conditions that rise to the level of intervention include, for example, cat feces on the floor, where I have seen toddlers pick it up and eat it. Food, so rotted that it posed a health risk to children, including air-born contaminants that can cause sickness.
Callously turning away from caring for the children, they cared only for their own selves, and Tammy would not be denied her revenge on the younger, and beautiful, Heather Elvis, and as a parent, Tammy appeared to understand just how to make Terry Elvis writhe in pain for as long as possible.
Odor is judged this way: if it initiates the gag-reflex of the Child Protective investigator, it is deemed unsanitary.
I have been in homes that caused my gag-reflex to engage, and had to leave quickly, before vomiting.
"Nearly unlivable" is an honest term. It cannot be "unlivable" because people were living inside of it, but "nearly", making "unlivable" sensitive, is done so because it suggests that continuing in this pattern will eventually make it unlivable, even if "unlivable" means having to relocate to a hospital for the impact upon health.
It was a proper term.
I have had to inspect homes like this hundreds of times. In some cases, it was so acute that the children had to be removed immediately and taken to pediatricians. The younger the children, the more vulnerable they were, and incapable of making the home sanitary.
People who love their children not only discipline them, and set boundaries, but provide a clean, safe environment for them to which they might thrive and learn order, and dignity. Everyone has a messy home from time to time, with unwashed dishes and a home in need of Spring cleaning.
This was not the case in the home of Tammy and Sidney Moorer.
A profile of the Moorers has slowly risen to the service as we have had not only the words of Tammy Moorer indicating her base character, but details such as what we learned about their home and how they sought to 'game' the system for money, the spirit of larceny within them.
The rage that Tammy exhibited, and the cold-calloused wording towards Heather Elvis, while Heather was reportedly "missing", is frightening.
I cannot recall a case in which the perpetrators did not seek to conceal their contempt of the victim.
This is someone that will not "play by the rules" in life, and this has been evident in Tammy Moorers' morals (that of an alley cat), language, hatred, and bizarre fantasy of Disney-life. We also saw her putrid rage against a father desperate to find his own child, again, indicating the sociopathic-like lack of empathy.
It takes a good deal of neglect to get a home to be as disgusting as the home of Tammy and Sidney Moorer, so that it reaches a level where the State must intervene.
For Tammy, the "rules" do not apply, whether the rules include marriage vows or basic, minimum care of children. Can you even imagine the immoral lessons these children have learned from growing up in this household? Legos strewn amongst the trash has the same feel to it: children, get out of sight and out of mind, and entertain yourselves while exhaustively self pleasing Tammy and her subordinate husband seek only to care for their own needs and wants.
I'm willing to be that Tammy's twisted love affair with Disney was a greater priority than her children's safety and well being.
Every try doing homework in a messy environment? It's challenging, but for kids in an unsanitary home, it is something altogether different.
As water seeks its own level, so she has found a few 'simpatico' listeners, who will digest the filth that Tammy presents before them, even finding a blogger willing to take a thin shot at their "Christian" neighborhood, who would not embrace their cheating lifestyle, setting up people of faith as the "bad guys" not embracing the inherent lying, deception and pain that must exist within an "open" marriage.
So it is that without hearing major evidence, a district attorney has been unafraid to charge them both with murder, even without a body.
DA's do not like to gamble much, with their own futures. Some become known for plea bargaining and avoiding fights.
Not so in Horry County.
This tells me that they have a whopper of evidence against the Moorers; so much so, that they broke the hearts of the Elvis family in revealing that Heather is no longer alive, even while she remains technically missing.
The Tammy sympathizers look for anything within the language of Terry Elvis in which they might inflict further pain upon him and his family, revealing their own assimilation with someone as vile as Tammy Moorer.
Tammy and Sidney Moorer knew how to twist the knife of pain into the heart of a parent. They knew enough about parental instinct to not only bring inscrutable suffering to Terry Elvis, but have kept the pain up by not revealing where they dumped Heather's remains.
The home was a mirror into the soul of Tammy and Sidney Moorer:
vile, disgusting, and so filthy that disease alone is comfortable there.
There are those, the ancient text tells us, that do not sleep until they have caused pain and suffering to others.
I wonder if the pain they continue to maintain in Terry's heart is sufficient to let them sleep, or is it the fear of retribution from other prisoners that keeps them awake.