Damion Davis has been sentenced to one-and-a-third to four years in prison for third-degree rape of Qua’mere Rogers‘s mother. (That’s the same sentence he got for attacking another woman with a metal pick in an unrelated case; he’s doing time for that right now. The rape sentence will be consecutive to the assault sentence.) Qua’mere’s mom was sixteen years old when she had him. For a long time Davis was presumed to be the child’s father, but it turns out he wasn’t. In any case, Qua’mere’s mother went back to her family and left Qua’mere in Davis’s so-called “care” the year after his birth.
I’ve written about this case several times before; it’s similar to the more recent case of Dwight Stallings. Davis is the prime suspect in Qua’mere’s disappearance, which wasn’t even reported until July 2009, over half a year after he was last seen. He’s told different contradictory stories to explain what happened to Qua’mere, and he’s a pathological liar with many alias names and a long history of extreme violence. In 2008, he stabbed his former roommate in the neck, supposedly because the man had been asking questions about where Qua’mere was. (Davis got seven years in prison for that, another sentence he’s serving at present.)
You can see a film of Davis talking about aliens and conspiracies at his sentencing here. He’s been feigning insanity for the past few months, trying to escape responsibility for his crimes, but the shrinks have called him on it numerous times. He actually missed his entire rape trial because of this, according to this article:
After growling loudly and screaming in the courtroom, Davis was ordered removed from court by Judge Anthony Aloi. The judge decided the trial would go on without Davis in court because Davis had given up his right to be present by his disruptive conduct.
The police have said they think Qua’mere was killed and they may prosecute Davis for murder eventually. They’re still investigating, and biding their time. It’s not like Davis is going to go anywhere.
That poor boy. It seems no one ever loved him in his poor, brutish and short life.