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    Texas 'affluenza' teenager Ethan Couch detained after going missing

    A Texas teenager on the run after allegedly breaking his probation sentence for killing four people while driving drunk has been taken into custody in Mexico.

    Ehan Couch, 18, was sentenced to probation two years ago in a juvenile court for intoxication manslaughter and was wanted in Tarrant county, Texas. He and his mother, Tonya Couch, 48, went missing earlier this month.

    A Tarrant county official confirmed on Monday night that Couch had been taken into custody near Puerto Vallarta, Mexico but would not give further details.

    CNN, citing officials briefed on the matter, said Couch and his mother would be turned over to the US marshals service by the Mexican authorities.

    The Mexican attorney general’s office did not respond immediately to calls seeking information.

    The “affluenza” nickname for Couch came from a psychologist who said during Couch’s trial that he was so wealthy and spoiled he could not tell the difference between right and wrong.

    Couch, from Keller, near Fort Worth, admitted four counts of intoxication manslaughter in 2013. He was speeding when he lost control of his pick-up truck, swerved off a suburban road and ploughed at up to 70mph into a group of people who were helping Breanna Mitchell, whose car had broken down.

    Mitchell, a youth pastor named Brian Jennings, Hollie Boyles, and her daughter, Shelby, were killed.

    Tarrant county sheriff Dee Anderson said last week it appeared Couch and his mother had fled the country and that the home they shared had been cleared of its contents. The teen’s father was said to be cooperating with investigators.

    Police had checked reports that Couch had left the United States after a video emerged showing him at a party where alcohol was being served in a likely violation of his probation. US marshals had offered a $5,000 reward in exchange for his whereabouts.

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    'Affluenza' teen and his mother detained in Mexico

    Published December 29, 2015

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    The hunt for an 18-year-old Texas man who had pleaded guilty in the drunk-driving deaths of four people, but avoided jail time by successfully claiming his family's affluence — or "affluenza" — was to blame, ended Monday night when Mexican authorities detained him and his mother in a popular resort city.
    Ethan Couch and his mother, Tonya Couch, were taken into custody Monday in a beachside neighborhood of Puerto Vallarta, after they both disappeared when a video surfaced online showing the teenager may have violated his controversial probation for causing a drunken wreck in 2013 that left four people dead.
    Mexico’s Jalisco state prosecutors’ office said in a statement that its agents had been working with U.S. authorities through the U.S. consulate in Guadalajara since Dec. 26 to track down the young man and his mother.
    After their detention, they were handed over to Mexican immigration authorities for deportation, according to the statement.
    Tarrant County District Attorney Sharen Wilson and Sam Jordan, a spokeswoman for the attorney’s office, both confirmed to local media that the two had been taken into custody.
    Authorities began searching for Ethan Couch after he failed to report on Dec. 10 for a mandatory appointment with his probation officer. Couch's mother disappeared shortly thereafter. Tarrant County Sheriff Dee Anderson said he believes the two fled after a video surfaced in November showing the teen at a party where people were drinking.
    If found to be drinking, Couch’s probation could be revoked and he could serve up to 10 years in prison.
    In June 2013 at the age of 16, Couch was driving drunk and speeding on a dark two-lane road south of Fort Worth when he crashed into a disabled SUV off to the side, killing four people and injuring several others, including passengers in Couch's pickup truck.
    Couch pleaded guilty to four counts of intoxication manslaughter and two counts of intoxication assault causing serious bodily injury. Because of his age, he wasn't certified as an adult for trial and a judge sentenced him in juvenile court to 10 years' probation and a stint in a rehabilitation center.
    During the sentencing phase of his trial, Couch's attorneys relied on a defense expert who argued that Couch's wealthy parents coddled him into a sense of irresponsibility — a condition the expert termed "affluenza." The condition is not recognized as a medical diagnosis by the American Psychiatric Association, and its invocation drew widespread ridicule.
    The Associated Press contributed to this report.
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    Well that's a Derp face if I ever saw one.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Novice View Post
    Also I don't think that this was adequately reported previously?
    "Ethan's parents are reported to have a history of misdemeanors, many of them dealing with traffic issues. His mother was said to have had five such incidents and his father had an amazing 22. The news report noted that these charges were "sometimes dismissed or paid with fines
    "In a DWI stop in 1992, the elder Couch didn’t deny telling a police officer that ‘I make more in a day than you make in a year.’"


    "Ethan Couch was allowed to drink at a young age and even drive himself to school at just 13-years old. When the head of the school questioned that, his father reportedly threatened to buy the school.

    Fred Couch once posed as a police officer during a disturbance call and displayed a fake badge, according to CNN.
    He was charged with false identification and is awaiting trial.
    Tonya Couch worked briefly as a vocational nurse. She reportedly pulled a separate bed into her bedroom so he would be near.
    When Ethan Couch was 15, he was caught drinking in a parked pick-up truck, with a naked, passed out 14-year-old girl. In a deposition, his mother didn’t recall punishing him."

    Profile of Ethan Couch’s parents, who attorneys argued spoiled him, made him irresponsible |

    He slept in his mommy's room? Classy bunch.

    "Fred and Tonya have each had their own run-ins with the law, publicized retrospectively in the media following their son's conviction. Fred Couch has been charged with criminal mischief, theft by check, and assault, but the charges were dismissed. On August 19, 2014, he was arrested for impersonating a police officer, allegedly displaying a fake badge during a disturbance call. In 2013, Tonya Couch was sentenced to a $500 fine and a six-month community supervision order for reckless driving when she used her vehicle to force another motorist off the road." wikipedia
    As Canadian as possible under the circumstances


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    I hope they both get stomped in prison.
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    That little shithead really never had a chance. That whole damn family can go and rot in prison.
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    He looks stoned in the picture. I hope they throw the book at him but I'm sure he'll get away with this with just a slap on the hand instead of a slap across the head.

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    Quote Originally Posted by C_is_for_Cookie View Post
    That little shithead really never had a chance. That whole damn family can go and rot in prison.
    He really didn't. His parents are horrible. Dad is a total asshole and mom is an enabler.

    I don't understand why the court agreed for him to be shipped off to the posh rehab facility. He may have had a slight chance of being rehabilitated had he been sent to one of those military academies. He's never had structure or discipline and he was in sore need of some.

    (long, but a great read)

    Fred and Tonya Couch in a courthouse in February 2014.

    The Worst Parents Ever

    Inside the story of Ethan Couch and the "affluenza" phenomenon. By Michael J. Mooney From D Magazine May 2015

    On her way home from work, Breanna Mitchell swerved off the road. A tire blew on her white Mercury Mountaineer. The car knocked over a mailbox and ended up in the grass at the edge of a front lawn on Burleson-Retta Road, a two-lane, unlit blacktop without shoulders that cuts through a bucolic neighborhood outside Fort Worth. Nearby was a golf course and a private airport. Breanna was a 24-year-old chef at a private club, and though she loved her job, it often had her working late. That night, Saturday, June 15, 2013, it was past 11 when Hollie and Eric Boyles and their 21-year-old daughter, Shelby, came out of their house to help.

    Within minutes, Brian Jennings, a youth minister returning from his son’s graduation party, stopped his pickup on the side of the road and offered assistance. He told the two middle-school-age boys in his truck to keep their seat belts on. Breanna was on the phone with her mom, explaining what had happened. As the group assessed the damage to her car, Eric moved his upturned mailbox into his garage.

    That’s where he was when he heard the crash. A neighbor who was watching a movie with headphones on heard it, too, and came out into the street to investigate. Another neighbor nearly half a mile away thought he’d heard an explosion.
    A red Ford F-350 was going more than 70 mph when it barreled out of the darkness, off the road, and into the grass, slamming into the Mountaineer and then Breanna, Hollie, Shelby, and Brian, killing them all. The truck, loaded with six teenagers in the cab and two in the bed, then hit the pickup with the two buckled-up boys, and flipped into a tree. The collision sent the minister’s pickup into the road, where it hit an oncoming Volkswagen Beetle.

    Recordings of seven 911 calls, placed within four minutes of each other, capture the chaos. A woman tells the operator she has just driven up to the scene of an accident and then interrupts herself: “Oh, there’s another child in the ditch!” The operator tells her to stop screaming and asks how many cars are involved. “Ma’am, I can’t tell,” the woman says. “It’s dark! There’s kids laying in ditches! There’s kids laying in the street!” In the background there is moaning.

    On another recording, a man is overheard telling his son to sit down and pray, to not look at the carnage. “Who is that?” the boy asks. Then: “Oh, my God!” The operator asks the father how many people are injured, and the father starts to count: “One, two, three—multiple. I don’t even know how many.”

    Another call comes from a drunken teenage boy. “We need some ambulances,” he says, slurring. “It’s bad. We flipped and—” He pauses as he sees body parts in the street. “Oh, God.” The operator asks how many people need help. “Dude,” the boy says, “I have no idea.”
    Burning rubber and gasoline vapor filled the air. Pieces of mangled metal and human remains were scattered over nearly 300 feet of road. A Tarrant County Sheriff’s deputy said the scene “looked more like a plane crash than a car wreck.”

    Hollie Boyles. Photo courtesy of Boyles family

    The driver of the F-350, 16-year-old Ethan Couch, was seen walking away from the wreckage. His blood-alcohol level was .24, three times the legal limit for an adult. He also had Valium and marijuana in his system.
    Ethan eventually pleaded guilty to four counts of intoxication manslaughter for killing Breanna, Hollie, Shelby, and Brian, and two counts of intoxication assault for the two teenagers who were injured when they were thrown from the bed of the truck as it flipped. But his defense lawyers presented a surprising argument during his sentencing hearing. Describing how the boy had been a victim of his own family’s wealth and how he had grown up without repercussions for bad behavior, a psychologist used the word “affluenza.” After three days of testimony, Judge Jean Boyd sentenced Ethan, the spoiled kid who had wrought such pain and destruction, not to prison, but to time in a cushy California rehab and 10 years of probation.

    The case—and that portmanteau, “affluenza”—sparked national outrage. “It’s disgusting!” Dr. Drew Pinsky told CNN’s Anderson Cooper. “It’s a cute, clever twist of a phrase that the psychologist should be ashamed of himself for having brought in the courtroom. And even more shameful is the judge for having fallen for that nonsense.” This was the son of a well-off family escaping consequences by saying he’d always avoided consequences. It was proof of separate justice systems in this country, one for the rich and another for the poor, and Ethan became the face of wealth and privilege.
    His parents, Tonya and Fred Couch, have declined to comment publicly. But court documents stretching back more than a decade tell the disturbing story of how, with the perfect combination of indulgence, addiction, abuse, and neglect, they created a nightmare.

    Shelby Boyles and her mother, Hollie, were killed by Ethan. Photo courtesy of Boyles family

    After the crash, the world was introduced to Ethan through his Facebook profile picture, a selfie taken in a bathroom mirror. He’s wearing a neon-green tank top and a backward baseball cap. His eyes are barely visible behind his shaggy strawberry blond bangs. He looks like every cocky, rich 16-year-old in every suburb in America. He seems to have lost all traces of the sweet boy he was at 9.

    When Fred and Tonya divorced, in 2006, the court ordered psychological evaluations of them and Ethan. A social worker was assigned to interview Fred and Tonya separately and to talk to Ethan at both homes. The subsequent report runs nine pages.
    Fred told the social worker that their marriage had been a “mistake from the start.” He said that Tonya had a pill addiction and that she’d given Vicodin to Ethan more than once. He said that she’d threatened to commit suicide and that she referred to 9-year-old Ethan as her “protector.” At the time, Ethan slept most nights in a separate bed his mother moved into her bedroom.

    Tonya said the marriage ended because Fred had been verbally and physically abusive. She said he’d call her names, that he often grabbed her by the hair, and that he once “threw her into a fireplace.” She said Fred pushed and choked the daughter from her first marriage and that during a fight he’d threatened to “burn the house down.” Ethan’s half-sister told the social worker that she had seen Fred “slap her mother when she was pregnant with Ethan.” Tonya also accused him of having multiple affairs and manipulating family members with money.

    The police were called to their house often—including during the social worker’s visit with Fred—and though officers occasionally advised Fred to leave the residence, there were no arrests. Fred was arrested at one point when he punched someone on a construction site, but he didn’t serve time.
    Both parents admitted that they never followed court-mandated visitation schedules. Ethan mostly lived with his mother in a 4,000-square-foot ranch house in Burleson, the home the family had shared from the time Ethan was 3 until his parents filed for divorce. It sits on 6 acres and has a pool, a playground, a barn, and a 6,000-square-foot workshop out back. An open floor plan and a large wet bar made the house great for entertaining. Fred would stop by a few times a week, and once in a while Ethan would stay with his father, though Tonya said Fred “doesn’t properly supervise Ethan.” Fred’s response: “I am not a mom.”

    Teri Flamming lives next door to the Burleson house. “They were decent neighbors,” she says of the Couches. But in this neighborhood, she says, people generally keep to themselves. Most of the houses have big fences. Most of the driveways have tall gates. When her girls were little, they sometimes played with Ethan. She says he was “just a polite, normal child.”

    The social worker also described Ethan as “polite” and “patient.” Ethan told the social worker that his favorite subjects in school were math and PE. He said he liked school and maintained good grades, despite being absent 50 days during his kindergarten year and more than 40 days of his second-grade year. Little Ethan loved his parents and wanted to see his dad more, but said that he “wants to feel secure.” He said his parents yelled at each other a lot, and he wished they “wouldn’t put him in the middle.”

    At the conclusion of the report, the social worker wrote, “Fred and Tonya Couch continue to exhibit a high degree of animosity and conflict.” The biggest concerns were “the codependent relationship Ethan has with his mother and the father’s lack of a regular and consistent relationship with Ethan,” along with the fact that “both parents have ‘adultified’ Ethan and have allowed him to become overly involved in adult issues and decisions.”

    Ethan had his own motorcycle and four-wheeler, but during his interviews, he was more eager to show the social worker his bedroom and the fenced area in the backyard where the dogs lived. As Fred talked to the police that day, the social worker stayed with Ethan, noting that the little boy “appeared to be indifferent to the presence of the police cars and officers.”

    The Ford F-350 that Ethan Couch crashed.

    Around the time of the divorce, Fred and Tonya enrolled Ethan at the Anderson School, a private academy on White Settlement Road, in Fort Worth. The school has only 20 to 25 students of various ages at any time. To gain admission, kids must have high IQ scores, and most are ready for college at 16. LeVonna Anderson is the school’s co-founder and has been an educator for 42 years. Sometimes she can sound New-Agey, stressing that childhood should be “joyous,” but she’s also frank.

    “When his mother first brought him out to me, he was 9,” Anderson says. “Her whole reason for bringing him to me was just—she didn’t want Ethan to turn out like the others. She wanted better for him.”

    She says Tonya’s biggest problem was that “she loved the boy so much that she couldn’t say no to him. If you’re raising young men, you’ve got to learn to say no.” Of Fred, she says, “He needed counseling, but he probably would have thought he was smarter than the counselor anyway.”

    Over the years, Anderson saw Ethan’s parents get into more than one screaming match in the parking lot, almost always in front of the boy. One time, as they yelled at each other, Fred locked the doors of his truck with Ethan inside and threatened to speed away. The police showed up, but nobody got in trouble.

    Fred always had a short fuse. “He’d been angry since childhood,” a psychologist testified. “He was a big guy, kind of rednecky, didn’t take no shit from nobody. And so there’s a litany of times where he had disagreements with people, and he wants to go outside and settle it. And he has roughed people up. And he’s loud.”

    He was born in West Virginia but graduated from high school in Mineral Wells in 1983. He was a 17-year-old senior when he met the woman who’d become his first wife, Gaye. She was 30. By the time he was 21, he was the president and owner of Cleburne Sheet Metal, which does large-scale metal roofing. It’s not clear where he got the capital to start the business, but the company now employs about 40 people, and its website shows photos of completed commercial jobs all across North Texas. During a deposition, Fred was asked if, during a 1992 DWI stop, he had told a police officer, “I make more in a day than you make in a year.” His answer: “Probably.”

    Tonya was born in Paris, Texas, and quit school when she was 15. She was married and pregnant by 18 and divorced less than 10 years later. Two children from her first marriage were in and out of the home she shared with Fred from the time Ethan was an infant. And she has her own arrest record, which includes a charge of reckless driving for running a car off the road. She got her GED and worked briefly as a vocational nurse, then periodically ran errands and answered phones for Fred’s company.

    After spending more than 50 hours with the Couches, a psychologist thought the family was “profoundly dysfunctional.”

    When Ethan started at the Anderson School, Tonya would go on field trips with the kids. LeVonna Anderson remembers Tonya was always willing to buy the other kids’ lunches and that she helped pay for the school’s tornado shelter. “She was always very generous, and she was never pretentious,” Anderson says. Fred and Tonya met at Lake Pat Cleburne—they disagree on exactly when—and dated for a short time before getting married in 1996. Ethan was born in April of 1997.

    Anderson remembers the boy’s soft voice and how happy he seemed to be when he was at school. “He was this cute little kid,” she says. “He wanted to make me happy. He wanted to make my job easier. I don’t remember him being mean to someone even once.” Ethan was a great student, especially in math. Anderson says he could have gone on to work at NASA.

    He also seemed drawn to the less academically inclined. It was at the Anderson School that he befriended two of the boys who wound up riding in the F-350 on the night of the crash. Both of those kids were eventually asked to leave the school. Avery, the older boy, had financial and academic issues. Garrett, who would become Ethan’s best friend, was accused of threatening another child.

    One day, when Ethan was 13, Anderson noticed that he’d driven himself to school. She was concerned and talked to Fred about it. The father didn’t react well. “He told me that Ethan was the best driver he knew,” she says. “He was adamant that Ethan was going to drive to school. He believed his son was better. His son was more talented. He was the golden boy.”

    Fred told her that Ethan didn’t need college anyway, that he’d take over the family business soon. According to court documents, his response to the confrontation was something along the lines of: “I’ll buy the school.” In the end, Fred pulled Ethan out and enrolled him in a homeschool co-op program in Watauga. But by the time he was 15, he was done with that, too.

    Anderson testified at Ethan’s sentencing hearing and saw Fred in the hall. It was the first time she’d seen him since he’d pulled Ethan from her school. “I told his dad, ‘If Ethan had been with me, he’d be entering college this fall and not this horrendous thing.’ ”

    By the time of the sentencing hearing, there were seven civil suits filed against Ethan, his parents, and, because the F-350 was owned by Cleburne Sheet Metal, the lucrative family business. Eric Boyles had lost his wife and daughter in an instant. “Wiped out in his own front lawn,” his attorney, Todd Clement, said. Breanna Mitchell’s mother, Marla, who was on the phone with her at the time of the crash, has to live with the sounds of her daughter’s last words echoing in her head. Brian Jennings, the young minister demonstrating how to be a Good Samaritan, left a wife and three children. Sergio Molina, one of the two boys thrown from the bed of Ethan’s truck, was paralyzed and can now communicate only by blinking.

    “Sergio was a soccer player before he met Ethan Couch,” said his attorney, Fort Worth-based William Berenson. “One night with this young man, and now his mother and brother will have to take care of him for the rest of his life.”

    All but one of the suits was settled in a group mediation, with the settlements sealed. The one case that didn’t settle was Lucas McConnell’s. Lucas was one of the two boys in Brian Jennings’ truck when he got out to help. After the crash, both doors on the truck were jammed shut, and the boys were covered in shards of glass. Lucas climbed out the back window and saw things that night that no child should see. He believes he saw Ethan amid the chaos and heard him say, “I only had two beers, and I am not going to get in trouble for this.”

    In late 2014, as part of that remaining civil case, both Tonya and Fred were required to sit for lengthy depositions. So was Dr. Dick Miller, the psychologist who treated Ethan and his parents after the crash and infamously used the term “affluenza” in court. He testified that, after spending more than 50 hours with the Couches, he thought the family was “profoundly dysfunctional.” He said it was clear that Fred and Tonya gave Ethan incredible freedoms, with no regard for the law, and that his abuse of alcohol and drugs had escalated for years. Miller testified that instead of the golden rule, Ethan was taught: “We have the gold, we make the rules.” He said he thought Ethan probably has an anxiety disorder he inherited from Fred. “Fred is either an asshole—aggressive, loud, pushy—or he’s frightened.” And he made it clear that both parents were complicit in enabling the boy: “Dad was addicted to mother, and mother is addicted to the kid.”

    Likewise, both parents said they missed, in the words of Tonya, “big red flags.” The mother said she always left the disciplining up to the father. Sometimes Fred would take away something of Ethan’s as punishment—a video-game system or, later, a truck. But when that happened, Tonya would often give it back, or Ethan would play them off of each other. Most of the time, though, Ethan felt no consequences for his behavior.

    Anderson Cooper grilled Dr. Dick Miller on CNN about his involvement in the "affluenza" defense. Photo courtesy of CNN

    On the Fourth of July when Ethan was 14, Fred found the boy passed out. He was told Ethan had been drinking rum. Fred seemed mostly annoyed that Ethan wouldn’t be there for their traditional shooting off of fireworks, so he shot them off with other kids instead.

    After the Watauga homeschool program, it’s not clear if Ethan graduated or if he got a GED, but he started taking community college classes and working periodically at his father’s company. Fred built a 7,000-square-foot house on 3 acres in Northwest Fort Worth. The property includes a two-story guesthouse and an even bigger workshop than the Burleson house has. And at some point, Tonya moved back in. Asked when in 2011 they remarried, Fred said, “April 24-ish.” They both noticed Ethan pulling away, getting more distant, but they assumed it was normal. By January 2013, a few months before the crash, Ethan was living by himself or with his cousin at the Burleson house a few days a week. When he stayed there, the house was empty except for a bed, a couch, an Xbox, and a big-screen TV.

    His parents testified that Ethan was there to get the house ready for sale. Ethan told his friends, though, that he’d had a fight with his dad and that Fred had kicked him out of the house. Fred said he would stop by the home sometimes to check on his son, though he hadn’t been there for at least a week before the crash.

    One day Fred came over early in the morning and found beer cans in the garbage. He woke up Ethan and asked who’d been drinking. Ethan told him they belonged to his older cousin, but Fred would later testify that he knew he was being lied to. On another occasion, Fred realized that Ethan had let someone drive the old Firebird parked out back, something he’d specifically forbidden. As punishment, Fred grounded Ethan from his truck, forcing the boy to walk nearly a mile each way to work and back. But Tonya let Ethan borrow her truck.

    He was driving his mom’s F-150 on a night in February 2013 when a Lakeside police officer found him peeing in the parking lot of a Dollar General at 1 am. In the truck was an unclothed 14-year-old girl, a can of Miller Lite, and a 1.75-liter bottle of Grey Goose. The officer asked the clearly intoxicated 15-year-old Ethan what he was doing.

    Ethan replied, “What’s it look like I’m doing?”

    Tonya was called to the scene. The officer’s microphone captured the conversation between the mother and son.

    “By the way, I didn’t know you snuck out,” Tonya says.
    “What do you mean, I snuck out?” Ethan says. “I told you I was—”
    “Well you’re not going to tell your dad that after you go out drinking and doing this,” she says.
    “I drank one beer,” he says.
    “It doesn’t matter,” she says.

    Though he’d broken at least six laws, Ethan was only issued tickets for minor in consumption and minor in possession. Tonya drove Ethan home, leaving the truck at the Dollar General. In her deposition, Tonya was asked what happened to the girl. “That morning?” Tonya responded. “Her mom picked her up, I assume. I guess. I don’t know.” Citing the ongoing civil litigation, Lakeside Chief of Police Lee Pitts declined to comment on the incident.

    Dr. Miller testified that the February episode set the stage for the crash in June. Tonya covered for Ethan and lied to Fred. She paid Ethan’s fines and court fees, and when he didn’t complete the required alcohol awareness class and community service hours, she said it was her fault, that she’d “misread the online thing.” Miller also testified that Ethan’s drinking and cocaine use increased between February and the weekend of the crash, a few months later.

    For his treatment of Ethan and testimony in the criminal case, Miller was paid $15,560. He has said repeatedly that he regrets using the word “affluenza” at the sentencing hearing. More than anything, the word distracts from his point, that this sort of behavior happens all the time. It’s just that the results are rarely so tragic. In the last 15 years, academics have begun studying the effects of affluence on young people. A 2013 Psychology Today cover story titled “The Problem With Rich Kids” explains that children in affluent suburbs are more likely to experience clinically significant levels of depression and higher rates of anxiety and substance abuse. They are also more likely to cheat in school and to steal from their parents and peers. In his deposition, Miller said that the circumstances he was describing—spoiled kids with access to money and drugs—are common, especially in the suburbs. Specifically, he said, Highland Park High School, Allen High School, and Plano Senior High School are full of these kids.

    Both parents testified that they’d forgotten Ethan was a child.

    “He took care of all the tasks and all the chores that I expected him to,” Fred said. “I didn’t count on the fact that my kid is still a kid.”
    “I thought he was more grown up than he was,” Tonya said. “I felt like he was responsible, but he—I didn’t see that he was still just a little boy, too.”

    A few of the kids who were in Ethan’s truck that night didn’t return voice mails and Facebook messages. Some said they still couldn’t talk about it. One hung up as soon as he was told what the call was about. The father of Garrett, Ethan’s best friend, would say only, “We wish it would go away.” Another father gave his son permission to talk but said he didn’t think it was likely. “He doesn’t even talk to us about it,” the father said. “He’s still got a lot of problems.”

    There was only one girl in the truck that night, a 15-year-old named Starr. She’d dated Ethan on and off for a few months, but by that weekend she’d started dating Garrett. “Ethan can be nice,” she says today. “But he’s also a guy, so he’s also a douchebag.”

    The weekend before the crash, she was with Ethan and Garrett, drinking in the guesthouse attached to the newer house, the one in Northwest Fort Worth. She says Ethan’s mom knew everyone was there. Starr had so much to drink that she had to be told the next day what she’d done. So she didn’t feel like drinking again that following Saturday at the Burleson ranch house, where the kids were alone. But it was Garrett’s birthday, and another friend was leaving for the Army, so Ethan wanted to have a party.

    Ethan and Garrett both worked at Fred’s company that day. They left in the late afternoon and picked up Starr on the way back to the house. Ethan was driving his father’s supersize F-350 because his own Harley-Davidson-package F-150 was in the shop. Ethan told his parents that they wanted to get the grill ready for a Father’s Day cookout the next afternoon. Fred testified that when he first heard the boys wanted to set up the grill, he had a bad feeling and said no, but that Ethan and Tonya talked him into it.

    When they got to the house, Ethan and Garrett took showers and posted party invites to Twitter and Facebook. Their friend Avery—the one who was about to join the Army—was the first one over. They did shots. After dinner, there were more shots, and the four of them piled into the truck to pick up some of Garrett’s friends in Keller, most of whom Ethan and Starr had never met. When they passed a freshly mowed soccer field, Ethan couldn’t resist driving the truck onto it and doing doughnuts.

    On the way back to the house, they stopped at an Albertsons with a plan to steal beer, to go along with the bottle Avery brought and the bottle Ethan got from his cousin. But the security detail at the grocery store was eyeing the kids, so they left and went to a Walmart. Ethan, Avery, and Starr stayed in the truck. Surveillance footage from that night shows the other five boys picking up three cases of Miller Lite and walking out a side entrance without paying.

    Back at the house, the guys blasted rap and played beer pong. They did more shots and lit fireworks in the backyard. They all planned to spend the night there. Starr says Ethan was texting his mother throughout the festivities.
    After a few hours, she grew tired of the party. “It’s not that fun to watch drunk people,” she says. She also realized her period was starting, and she didn’t have any tampons. She called two cab companies, but she says nobody picked up. Ethan said he thought there might be some in one of the five bedrooms or four bathrooms, but a search turned up nothing. Ethan did another shot of Everclear and volunteered to drive her to a gas station less than a mile away.

    But Ethan had just met some of the kids hours earlier, and he didn’t want to leave them alone in his house. So he told everyone to get in the truck. On the way out of the house, Ethan picked up a box fan and smashed it on the ground.

    “He was showing off to people he didn’t know,” Starr says. “Like, ‘I can break stuff. It’s mine.’ ”

    She told him she didn’t think he should be driving. “He was so gone,” she says. “He didn’t even know where he was.”

    She watched as the boys got in. Two up front. Two in the backseat. Two in the bed.Garrett reassured her that he’d seen Ethan drive like this plenty of times before. He sat in the back with the door open, inviting her in.

    She chokes up as she talks about it. Looking back, she feels like the whole thing is her fault. The only reason they were in the truck that night was to get her a tampon. “Garrett told me, ‘It’ll be fine,’ ” she says. “And I got in.”

    As soon as he got out of the driveway, Ethan gunned the engine. Starr and Garrett yelled at him. Ethan laughed and started driving on the wrong side of the road. Starr yelled some more. Ethan got back into the right lane, but he overcorrected and drove onto the grass. He was less than a quarter of a mile from his house. Analysis of the truck showed it was going as fast as 74 mph when its airbags deployed. Ethan never touched the brakes.

    Starr had been sitting in the backseat, on Garrett’s lap, but she regained consciousness up in the front seat, covered in broken glass and blood. She saw Ethan slumped over the wheel, and no matter how much she screamed his name, he didn’t move.

    Ethan Couch

    Two weeks after the crash, in July 2013, Ethan was shipped off to a posh rehab facility in Newport, California, that offers equine therapy and cooking classes. When he checked in, he had a broken neck, a broken rib, and a broken arm. Every week, Fred and Tonya flew out, always first class, to see their son and to participate in group therapy. They didn’t miss a weekend. But after 62 days—against the advice of Dr. Miller and the people treating Ethan—Fred pulled his son out and brought him home. The rehab bill had run to $90,000.
    “Quite frankly,” Fred testified, “I was running out of money.”

    Most people, including Miller, thought Ethan would return to Newport after the December sentencing hearing. Instead he went to a facility in Vernon, Texas, with fences and guard towers. After several months there, he was transferred to a program in Amarillo, where he’s taking classes and doesn’t see his parents very often.

    In his deposition, Fred talked about the rare occasions when Ethan was allowed to come home. He said the only thing his son did was crawl into bed and curl up in a ball. As Ethan approached his 18th birthday, his parents said, he was filled with shame and regret. Fred was asked if he’d ever discussed the crash with his son. He said he’d tried, but Ethan doesn’t get far before he breaks down and can’t talk.

    LeVonna Anderson worries Ethan will try to hurt himself. She said as much during the sentencing hearing, and Ethan nodded.

    “Deep down, he’s an extremely smart, sensitive kid,” she says today. “There’s no way the magnitude of this has hit him yet, and when it does, I’m not sure he’ll be able to live with himself.” She says it’s a shame all the blame has been focused on Ethan when there are so many people who could have prevented this: parents, police officers, peers. “Lots of kids will be driving around with trucks full of their friends this weekend and every weekend. We just hope they don’t run off the road.”

    Though it was controversial, Ethan’s sentence is consistent with most juvenile DWI manslaughter cases in Texas, at least where first time offenders are concerned. “Very infrequently does a nonviolent, non-intentional crime land a juvenile in jail,” says Michael Yanof, one of Ethan’s attorneys. “Not to say this isn’t serious. It’s very serious. But it wasn’t violent or intentional, and the preference of the state is to not send juveniles to jail.” He adds: “Studies show that once you send somebody to jail, particularly as a juvenile, they tend to stay a criminal.”

    When Ethan turns 19, the court will hold a hearing to determine whether his case will be carried over to the adult justice system. Attorneys involved in the case have suggested that his probation sentence makes that carry-over more likely. If Ethan is transferred to an adult court, he won’t be allowed to drive or drink at all until he’s 26. If he does, he’ll face the possibility of 10 years in prison.

    As for Ethan’s friends, Garrett left school and, as of last year, was working as a cook at Sonic. Avery left the Army and moved out of state. Starr is now a mother.

    Fred and Tonya split up again a few months after the crash. The stress was overwhelming.

    In the summer of 2014, Fred was charged with impersonating a police officer in North Richland Hills. The circumstances aren’t clear, and his attorney advised him not to answer questions about the incident during his deposition. But apparently officers responded to a disturbance call in the middle of the night, and, when they arrived, Fred was there. He identified himself as a Lakeside police officer. One of the officers happened to have worked in Lakeside and didn’t remember him. When Fred showed them a badge, they let him go, but the officer called the Lakeside chief later and confirmed that Fred was not on the force.

    A warrant was issued for his arrest, and he turned himself in. Within a few minutes, he paid a $2,500 bail and walked away.

    source: The Worst Parents Ever - D Magazine
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    This whole family makes my blood boil.
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    Miller said that the circumstances he was describing—spoiled kids with access to money and drugs—are common, especially in the suburbs. Specifically, he said, Highland Park High School, Allen High School, and Plano Senior High School are full of these kids.

    Lol, he named my high school. He isn't wrong, though.
    There have been rumors that the mother isn't only an enabler, if you get my drift.
    The kid is awful but it's true he never had a shot at being otherwise.
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    Fugitive Ethan Couch Caught After Mom Used Cell Phone To Order Pizza

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    learned the hard way that ordering pizza can lead to blowing your fugitive cover.
    The Texas teen, who famously avoided jail time for a deadly drunk driving accident by claiming “affluenza” — wealthy entitlement clouding his judgment — in the defense case, fled his home after video footage revealed a possible probation violation.
    Days later, the runaway was found hiding out in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico with his mother, Tonya Couch, 48, after the duo traveled 600 miles southwest of the United States border.

    Couch’s mother placed an order to Domino’s Pizza from a cell phone, giving away their exact location. It wasn’t long before authorities arrived on their doorstep.
    To disguise himself, the 18-year-old had dyed his hair to a dark brunette, unlike his usual strawberry blonde shade. When he couldn’t provide Mexican authorities with proper identification, Couch was taken into custody.
    “They had planned to disappear,” Tarrant County Sheriff Dee Anderson said during a press conference on Tuesday. “They even had something that was almost akin to a going-away party before leaving town.”
    Affluenza Teen Ethan Couch Mom Caught Cell Phone Order Pizza | Radar Online
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    the article i read today said that his probation is controlled by juvenile court so the max he can go to jail for is something like 120 days (i.e., until he turns 19). his probation handling rolls over to adult jail once he turns 19 but it won't extend the time he's could be in for due to this violation. his mom can get 2-10 years and i hope she does!
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    I hope his mother does significant time. They all should have done time from the original trial. This little twerp needs a dose of reality and he's not getting it from his parents. Jail time would have snapped him out of his 'affluenza' pretty quickly.

    I know the affluenza defense is a joke, but since the defense went there, shouldn't the parents have been charged with something for causing this? Don't parents take responsibility if their under age child fucks up?
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    I'm not sure how to word this, so have patience in reading. lol

    I don't feel bad for *him* but I feel bad for the little boy he once was. I feel like, if what the social worker and school co-founder are genuine, he was someone who really could have done something with his life had he not been born to these two piece of shit parents. It makes me sad.

    Obviously, I am sadder for the families of the victims. Reading the attitudes and actions of his parents make me really angry. I wish they could be charged with his crimes as well.


    Found the 20/20 episode on it. The Mom is like Lindsay Lohan decades from now and you can tell the Dad is a prick.
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