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“Children as young as 6 have been forced to have sex with aid workers and peacekeepers in return for food and money…”

I started crying when I read the above article, and it didn’t get much better as I was reading the report itself. Please read it if you can as it’s just a quick 37 pages. Then do something about it, either by donating money or sending an email or writing a letter or volunteering at a local shelter for abused children.

I’ve been reading a lot lately about child sexual abuse and exploitation and I can not actually coherently articulate what I think should happen to adult men** who so much as touch anyone below the age of 18. My ‘articulation’ can’t form a linear coherent and logical train of thought; it does, though, give rise to images of crowbars, bats, chains and rusty saws. Without exaggeration, the Saw films would look like a Disney undertaking compared to my imagination.

Sad aside: Did you know that most of the time the (vile, repugnant, unworthy of life) Molester is a trusted family member or someone that would be characterized as a family member, such as an ‘uncle’ figure?

Even sader aside: Most of the time, the parent(s) is aware that something is going on.

What would you have done to both the parent and that ‘uncle’? What would you do? Because there is nothing that you could tell me you would do that I’ve not already imagined I too would do. And then some. Or maybe: And then too much to merely call “some”.

Parents have a duty to protect their children with their life. As I type this, I choke on the mere thought that my parents would shirk this responsibility where I was concerned, as a child, or where I am concerned still, as an adult. This duty, I believe, is among the most important – if not the most important in our lives. I can’t possibly imagine what kind of weak, pathetic, disparate character one would possess if they suspected that their child was being molested and DID NOTHING. I actually can’t imagine it. I can’t wrap my mind around it. I can’t think straight if I try to understand it and I loose all cool even writing about it.

When those duties are not taken seriously or with the ferociousness as the protection offered in the animal kingdom when a mama or baba has to protect their cubs, then that “parent” deserves to have every bone in their body broken. And I don’t give a rat’s ass about the cycle of violence; I don’t care if that parent was previously abused or neglected because there is NO EXCUSE. There is NO EXCUSE. You want to cry me a f*cking river about your past; I’ll tell you to f*ck off, still.

As with the situation referenced above, there is – and I don’t use this term lightly – an ‘evil’ to the character of those who would commit such a crime against children. A parent’s silence is an equally – if not more so – wretched complicity in the act.

There is no recourse, there is no apology, and there is no forgiveness of these individuals. There should only be death.

I’ve just donated to Save the Children (Canada); I recommend you consider doing the same. For those of you in the USA, you may donate here, while those of you in the UK, can make contact with the organization here.

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** Save for very rare situations, the impulse to sexually molest children does not seem to be part of the psychological composite of females, but is, rather, a compulsion that seems to lie deep within the male psyche.

Apologies for my going off topic, but the subject of child molestation is one of a handful of subjects that throw me into a tailspin…as you’ve just witnessed.