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Every time, someone defends the child abusers @KellyannePolls & @gtconway3d. Every single goddamn time.
Even after Claudia posted video of the abuse. Even after Kellyanne posted revenge child porn.
Wonder why it's so difficult for kids who are being abused to get real help
Even after Claudia posted video of the abuse. Even after Kellyanne posted revenge child porn.
Wonder why it's so difficult for kids who are being abused to get real help
When I was a child, I didn't have a small, high quality, camera that could stream video to the internet; I've often wondered what my life would've been like if I had a goddamn pocket supercomputer in those days
I won't ever know, but
I won't ever know, but
what I do know, and what so many on this site reinforce every time we talk about the child abusers @KellyannePolls and @gtconway3d, is that even when confronted with goddamn video of the abuse, some adults refuse to believe it.
Here's the thing, here's why that hurts so much
Here's the thing, here's why that hurts so much
One day when I was older, in that liminal space between "no longer a minor child, but not really an adult" I found myself in their house. I knew it was going to go badly, but I had to be there – my life was, quite literally, at stake. I needed medical info they had.
(The first doctor thought I could be in very, very deep trouble – actively dying trouble.)
I could tell it was going to go badly, I opened my phone, I dialed a number, I said "can you mute and just listen" I put it on speaker.
I could tell it was going to go badly, I opened my phone, I dialed a number, I said "can you mute and just listen" I put it on speaker.
It was the first time any outsider was ever in a position to validate what was really happening.
The thing is, part of me couldn't fully integrate what was happening (they'd been abusive for years) into my own understanding of reality. There was always doubt. Always uncertainty.
The thing is, part of me couldn't fully integrate what was happening (they'd been abusive for years) into my own understanding of reality. There was always doubt. Always uncertainty.
It was my fault, or it wasn't as bad as I thought, or wasn't as bad as I remembered, or, or, or, or...
("It couldn't have been that bad, right? he wouldn't have killed me even if I didn't have my finger on the 9-1-1 button")
("It couldn't have been that bad, right? he wouldn't have killed me even if I didn't have my finger on the 9-1-1 button")
The video that @gtconway3d posted today? That was a hostage video.
Essentially, anyone with an internet connection can watch the abuse. And see George Conway try to pretend it isn't happening. And we're all watching "the system" do what it usually does – fail children.
Essentially, anyone with an internet connection can watch the abuse. And see George Conway try to pretend it isn't happening. And we're all watching "the system" do what it usually does – fail children.
This country pretends to care about kids.
It pretends to care about children when they're convenient political props to advance a preexisting ideological agenda.
But it doesn't actually care, not really.
It pretends to care about children when they're convenient political props to advance a preexisting ideological agenda.
But it doesn't actually care, not really.
