Photo by D Sharon Pruitt
Today I am angry.
Angry at the lack of response from organizations.
Angry at the lack of support available for people – especially by those organizations that are PAID to provide that support.
Angry that some organisations compare letting children eat meat, encouraging them to drink milk, or declining immunisation to child abuse.
But most of all I am just filled with pure anger at a society and individuals that seem to be completely incapable of taking responsibility for their own actions.
My anger has been festering for a while, but this story and its background has made it boil over.
What a fucked up mess.
The mother says that she was screaming for help for years because she couldn’t cope and no-one did anything. So of course she ‘snapped’ or whatever you want to call it. What load of shit.
We have all been under pressure – some of us have been to the edge of where she is BUT (and that is a mighty big BUT) who in their right mind does not know the difference between discipline and torture. What parent that truly loves their child hits them with a machete, a broom or even a stick? Who tears their kid’s hair out?
Forget ‘loves’ even, what human in their right mind does that to another human? Who would do that to a stranger? Or their worst enemy?
Who in their right mind sees the fear in their child’s eyes and DOESN’T stop? Who lives on it and gets encouraged to keep going by it?
For those who are at this point – how can you be so self centred that it is better to beat the shit out of your child and mutilate them than walk away and go somewhere else leaving them alone? Surely that would be the lesser of two evils?
Yes the authorities should have done something and yes they made the wrong call – but for Christ’s sake blaming them for the torture that YOU performed is no different to the employee that tells their boss that they are going to beat the crap out of another employee, then proceeding to do it with complete impunity because ‘they was warned’.
As I said. Fucked up.
Meanwhile the conservatives bleat on about the liberal do-gooders, the liberal do-gooders bleat on about poverty, conservatives and the rights of women. And we ALL get blamed. Thing is, we do feel more responsible and more guilt than these murdering, torturing defective mothers ever will.
While we are at it – what is the definition of poverty?
I know that it is a massive subject, but I have been to a few places over the last 12 months that from the outside would qualify as ‘poverty’ homes. The houses are plain old weatherboard state houses. There is little to no heating. There is nothing of value in them (except of course for the kids). The beds are mattresses on the floor, the table is the floor. You get the idea right?
A poor home, a family struggling with not even enough income to buy the youngest a $50 cot off Trade Me or a spare bottle for the milk, they can’t afford the petrol to take the sick kids to the doctor ……
Except here’s the thing, let’s do the unthinkable and look a little closer.
These places are also invariably dark because someone has the curtains drawn 24/7. Dirty, because no-one has bothered to clean-up or vacuum – I would hazard a guess and say, ever. The back yard is a dirt patch fenced by corrugated iron that houses three dogs who roam freely. Of course the kids do not get a look at getting outside while the dogs are there – and even if they did the dog shit, rubbish and stench can not be good for them, but then staying indoors may be even more unhealthy.
The rooms are sooo full of stale and in some cases fresh dope smoke that casual visitors are in danger of getting high just by opening the door. There is broken furniture at the disused front door, and burnt out speakers and other shit on the front lawn. Broken beer bottles litter the path to the side door.
Then you find out that the family earns a few thousand less than yours in a year.
Poverty is not the issue.
Lifestyle is the issue.
Laziness is the issue.
Priorities are the issue.
Life choices are the issue.
Of course it is logical – These ingrates need to stop spending money on shit. Open the fucking curtains, have a wash, stop relying on hand outs…. Yes I said it…. Hand Outs and for the life of me I can not see why the hell three dogs have more right to sunshine than three kids?
This is NOT a movie script – Boy was a delightful and heart wrenching movie that was also just pathetic in places, but like Once Were Warriors – it is a movie that is based on a reality that some seem to aspire to.
But life has taught me that you can not impart your logic on someone else. They have the right to live their lives on their terms just as you do. Which is fine, each to their own – BUT don’t you dare try to blame me or anyone else for your decisions or scream when your kids get pulled out from underneath your stench and offered a better future.
You do not have the right to torture your kids. I don’t care who you are, who says you do or who tries to make excuses for you. Hang, the US have invaded countries for less cruel ‘acts of culture’ than this.
Anyone who gets appalled by this or is sickened by our child abuse stats and wants to do something – I mean REALLY do something – READ THE GREEN PAPER put out by the government and add your piece. It is YOUR chance to do something far more useful than marching down a street, wearing a white ribbon or liking a Facebook Page.
(Oh and when you read it, don’t focus on ‘how will this affect me’. Focus on how it will help others – that is what YOU can do to make a difference)