I was five years old the first time I was assaulted. I was twelve, the last time it happened. For years, I and several other boys were tormented at a daycare facility, where parents left their children while they worked, never knowing what went on in sound proofed rooms with the cameras rolling. Never knowing of the screams, the agony, the suffering inflicted by two middle aged white men addicted to some kind of sick power and control. The two individuals I speak of not only devastated young minds and young lives - they also made a very tidy profit doing so. They not only delighted in our pain, but delighted in making us hurt each other - always in ways our parents could never see.
Why did we not talk? Because we believed their threats. “If you ever say anything about this, I’ll go after your sister/mother/cousin/friend.” That, of course, was in the later years. At first they made a game of it, that we should keep it secret or they’d stop giving us toys and candy. To this day... the nightmares I suffer, the mind blowing panic attacks, the flash backs... the years of therapy and medications. The struggles just to remain sane. I could not begin to describe, to adequately summarize or explain just how deeply damaged I was, or just how deeply painful those memories still are. I live with them every day.
Neither of these sick men ever faced justice. One lives still - and every time I see him I feel like a cowering child, like every bit of my strength, courage and will is just suddenly gone, that I am but a nothing, a nobody, under his control. It goes well beyond normal fear.
The Father in this video? He’s a god damn hero. I wish someone had been there to save me and the other boys from years of torment, from agony and suffering that is almost unimaginable to those who have not suffered it.
Had it been my son, I would have done far, far worse.
Violence is a terrible thing. What these men did was far worse. If you want to talk about true justice, then the consequences for their actions should be far more grim than even death.
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