I am very angry. Evil flourishes when good men do nothing.
I totally agree with those letters from Jari Rannankari and Meryl Doyle (How many children must die? Free Press May 7) and from Joel Kress and David Peterson (Foster parents frustrated, Free Press April 30). Thank you for writing those truths.
This is a direct reflection of our society. Believe something long enough and it is called brainwashing. Our society is accepting that the deviant and nasty behaviour by the good guys’ is somehow less evil than if performed by the bad guys.’ Abuse has many disguises and it is finally coming to light that physical abuse, although potentially life threatening, is not worse than emotional abuse. Once physical action takes place, it is harder to cover up, now there is tangible evidence, often too late. Mental cruelty that can be subtle and felt only by the one it is directed at is easy to disguise. It is ongoing with devastating emotion destruction. It is easy to ignore if you and your cronies are part of the good guys’ in town.
To deny that mental cruelty is at least as destructive, if not worse than physical abuse, is a most insidiously evil lie ruining our children and allows the continued raping and beating of our children’s minds and souls.
To change means we have to expose our own weaknesses and shortcomings. We would need to admit we have not gone very far towards fixing the attitudes of abusive behaviour in society. We need to open our own lives to see our needs for change so we can grow and guide others. It is this threat of person exposure that keep this insidious behaviour hidden. Practice what you preach makes it hard for a lot of official-type people to really do their jobs.
We need to bring more attention to the issues of child abuse, battered women, and the plight of our throw-away young men, so many who will be perpetuating what have learned on their own future families.
Sadness is in my heart but more than that I am really angry now. I won’t stay quiet any longer. There are already too many cowards out there. The cowards I speak of wear white shirts and ties, or snappy pantsuits with superiority written all over their diplomas. They have a strong voice and are easily heard. I try to speak for those who don’t have this.