A mother of an abused child speaks about the need for forgiveness if we are ever to stop the cycle of abuse.
Teenage girls wax their bikini lines in teen sex shocker
Will Gardner (stupidly long job-title that basically means he 'protects' kids on the internet) says it's all down to the on-line porn, and that kids need 'to put what they are seeing into context.' Exactly what context is this?
Abuse and asking why the papers can’t – please – JUST SHUT UP!
We live in a society riven by forms of abuse, abuses of power, financial abuses, war crimes and political deceit. In this climate sexual abuse is only an extreme example of the fundamental sickness in our society. We refuse to see ourselves as capable of harm, or culpable, yet we cause harm every day.
Jon Venables released 20 years after murder of James Bulger
The potential release of Jon Venables is predictably accompanied by much wailing about how he is unfit for society. Perhaps he is, I do not know - but then, the vast majority of those who are wailing do not know either, they just love to wail. For me there is a crucial point here that... Continue Reading →
A drive-by fountain of despair and hate…
I have no time for pleasantries, which may not please, but it's a modern disease, days like these force us to squeeze every moment dry till the great goodbye when we can only lie and see the sky fully for the first time and ask why we didn't do so before, why did profit and... Continue Reading →
Conservatives – first they’ll take you’re money, then they’ll take your kids – it’s official
Michael Gove has today called for more children to be put in care. Scameron has been calling for a further £10billion in welfare cuts. Can these imbeciles not do maths? Or is it in fact that they cannot do compassion? Poverty leads to difficulties in parenting. Welfare cuts will increase poverty. So the answer surely... Continue Reading →
Hurt us – A Poem
Hurt us, but apologise That may be enough But if you hurt and then deny It buries a little worm Inside the mind That can blight A whole life Punish them if you must Lock them away from us But remember that while You may be satisfied Our little worms Cannot hear Apologies out here
It is not the public we need to satisfy – A Poem
His eyes were bloodshot What did they see Certainly not me Though it was my face they skated And left cold He never spoke His hands wrote on my skin What of Certainly not love Though it could not have been more intimate I'll never know He never spoke When I reached for you What... Continue Reading →
Ready or Not – A Poem
I hide in the shed but he finds me there I try the cupboard under the stairs but he catches me again I hide under lots of clothes but he looks beneath those So I hide in the bed but realise that's expected At last I hide in my head he can't get me then... Continue Reading →
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