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The woman who along with her four children was killed in WA wrote a poem about the ordeal she and her children suffered at the hands of her husband before she finally left him
Mother and children listening in terror at teh sound of the husband's car returning to the home late at night. The children begging their mother not to say or do anything. The drunken male fists flying around, the mother smashed face first into the wall, the children terrified, trying to get between them to break it up even though the father was the only one being violent and aggressive
Millions of people in this country alone would read it and it would cast them back to their own childhood or years spent trying to keep the peace for the sake of the kids. Mothers yelling at her kids to 'run'. And off they'd go in the dark in bare feet, terrified, guilty because they'd left their mother back at the house to bear the brunt of it. Crawling back inside, frozen. The dog cowering under the house after another kicking. The mother collapsed against the wall, her clothing torn, face and body livid with bruises, her hair in clumps on the floor
Those kids, endless generations of them, grow up with PTSD, although to them it's their normal state of mind. Long after they've escaped the brutal father & destroyed mother, those kids (now adult) still cringe involuntarily and raise their arm protectively to their head and face if someone moves quickly towards them or raises their voice. They're embarrassed and ashamed when people stare as result. Some of those walking wounded hold senior positions. They attend therapy, they practice self-improvement and self-help. They want to move past the hell of their childhood, but for most it never leaves. Part of them remains permanently trapped in the horrors they experienced. It rises to the surface when they're stressed. It destroys their relationships and careers. There's a sadness in them that nothing can lift
Men did that to them as a rule. Drunks quite often. Drunks who claim in court that their wife 'provoked' them into violence. They claim they 'couldn't help themselves' from responding to the alleged 'provocation' with physical violence
Ah. Yes. They were in the pub for four hours and in all that time, none of those GUYS in the pub provoked them
Strange then that a terrified woman and kids unleashed that storm of punches, fists, belts, axe handles and other accoutrements of the bully once he's home
What a shame he didn't lay his fists on those guys at the pub. Wonder why he didn't? Maybe because the guys at the pub would have laid him out? I think so
So it's the bitch who's at fault for provoking him. The dinner's too cold. Or he doesn't like the 'look on her face'. Maybe she dared to say 'hello' when he entered, all stroppy, testosterone reaching boiling pitch after his long, insane drive home as he raged at some guy at the pub or in the street who'd delivered some real or imagined slight
Oh yeah. He can hardly wait to arrive home to see their white, terrified faces. The kids out of bed, warned by the sound of his vehicle & now trembling
Sometimes one of the kids tries to head the coming storm off at the pass by saying 'G'day Dad. You want a drink? ' -- trying to save his mother
But nothing stops the male whose blood is up and who's
eager to deliver pain
Next day he pretends to be in a bad mood to shut them up
One or two nights later he enjoys his carnage-stoked orgasm again
Anyone who's been even close to it knows what it's like. Maybe people in this forum slinked off to school the next morning, shamed by neighbours stares and already formulating the excuse they'll give the teachers for the whip marks on their legs, the bruises on their arms and cheeks, the patches of missing hair
In the middle of the 20th century, the only thing a woman could take with her if she left a brutal husband was her sewing machine. Men's rules. In Queensland it wasn't until 1988 that the police would deign to become involved in 'domestics'. For decades, those coppers had enjoyed dismissing bruised and bleeding wives and kids who came to them for help. 'Can't help you luv. Not unless he's killed or seriously injured someone '. No govt. allowance back then that would allow women and their children to exist independently, in poverty but relative peace and safety. The wife usually had to crawl back to the beast for the sake of putting a roof over her kids' heads
Male violence against women, children and those weaker will only cease when the beasts are forced to cease. They're not going to voluntarily stop. They enjoy it too much. They consider it their right
Life with hard labour would go some way to curb it, although pity any smaller, weaker man incarcerated alongside them
People who work in any capacity where they are required to deal with the public are 'provoked' several times an hour or day --- but they manage to control themselves, don't they? So don't blame the victims of male/domestic violence. Put the blame where it belongs. Mete out appropriate punishment. Get kids away from that environment. Protect the victims. And a lot less bleeding-heart nonsense expended on the beasts. As a society we cannot afford those beasts, bullies, cowards, throw-backs. They cause far more damage than wars, greater number of casualties and permanent mental health crises
And grog plays a major role. A major role in unleashing the animals' sicknesses
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