Wednesday, December 31, 2008 at 6:50 p.m.
A Valley resident who's responsible for putting a man behind bars on an attempted child molesting charge says he's not the "pimp" that cops have made him out to be.
Our blog post provoked a profanity-laden response from a Phoenix apartment manager, Chris Johnson, (not pictured -- just to be clear), who tells us he's the so-called "pimp" in the case.
Except he's really not a pimp, he says. And, according to his comment, our blog post was "tripe" and he wants to "come down there and slap the shit out everyone I see."
Johnson published his first name and cell phone number on his comment and dared us to call him so he could tell us "fuck you." We called him anyway -- sometimes you just gotta say "what the fuck."
Turns out Chris, if that's his real name, isn't such a bad guy. He's just worried people will, you know, think he's a pimp.
Yes, he says, he did work with an "escort" that hot August night as she went to visit Vanderschuit. Just to watch out for her. She wore an "open mic" while he listened in, waiting in a car outside, he says.
The talk of a 10-year-old "disturbed the both of us," Johnson says. He claims he had a momentary thought of finding a friend to help him whack the guy.
Johnson says he and the escort drove around for a while until they found a police officer conducting a traffic stop at about 38th Street and Thomas Road. Before they contacted the officer and told him about Vanderschuit, he called the FBI -- but they wouldn't take the case, he says.
After the police investigation and Vanderschuit's arrest in San Francisco, the media reports about the reported "pimp" were embarrassing, Johnson says.
"You want to do the right thing and you have people saying shit about you," he says. "I'm none of that (a pimp). I'm not like that."
Police say the case would never have been made if it wasn't for the tip they received in August.
If Vanderschuit really did what the cops say he did, that means the tipster -- at least in this instance -- is a hero. Whatever his occupation. -- Ray Stern