My town of Santa Cruz, California is festooned with tasteful banners urging: “Help STOP violence against women.” I wonder what I am supposed to do.
I live with three female human beings. (It’s not what you think but thanks for the suspicion anyway!) I don’t beat my wife, I don’t beat my daughter; I smacked my granddaughter on her butt twice in her whole life. (She is going on six.) Each time she laughed openly at me. I won’t try it again because I fear that the third time, she will flip me. (She goes to an expensive pre-school that encourages self-expression.)
If I saw anyone physically abusing another human being, I would try to stop him or her. I would do it irrespective of the victim’s sex, of course. If I felt unable to do it, I would quickly call 911. I would call 911 irrespective of the sex of the victim too. Is this wrong? I would do it as quickly as I could. Is this wrong? Am I supposed to wait a little if the victim is male? You tell me.
I have learned pitifully little in my now long life. Here is one thing I have learned: Many women like bad guys. Notice my moderation: I said “many” women. We are primates; there is propensity among the females of the species to lust for the baddest monkey in the band. Anyone: dare tell me that my generalization is wrong!
Don’t blame me, don’t blame yourselves, you, mostly peaceful, affectionate guys, blame that bitch, Mother Nature.
I don’t know if the liberal groups that promote this sort of campaigns have any purpose at all. Possibly, they don’t have any concrete purpose. The campaigns may just provide the vague satisfaction that one is doing something.
I do know however what some of the real effects of such campaigns are. First, they confirm many – women in this case – in the suspicion that they are persecuted or that the world just isn’t fair. That’s the case even if they cannot identify the persecutor, even when they can’t quite put into words what’s not fair. This, in turns, paves the way for a desire for government redress.
Second, liberal campaigns maintain, perpetuate a general climate of vulnerability and of impotence. You are not the maker of your own life, they proclaim or whisper. Unknown forces, much bigger than you are responsible for nearly everything. They are: male violence, the culture, the corporations, global warming; the list is endless; Liberals keep adding to it. It’s only fair that YOU should receive protection from these greater forces, by force if necessary. (That’s what a law is, remember, it’s a rule such that if you break it, the government will punish you violently.)
Half a block from my house there is a large corner lot that should be one of the best real estate addresses in town. I say “should.” It’s occupied by a women’s shelter. Should I guess that it is still on the tax roll?* I have never seen anyone coming in or out of it. Perhaps it has some daytime employees; I don’t know. It can’t be many, not enough to justify 1/10th of the space the shelter fills. The shelter includes a large equipped playground. I have never, not once seen a single child play there in the past four years. And the explanation is?
Talk to any police officer. You will hear the same story every time: Women don’t want to press charges against the men who beat them black and blue. They don’t appear to register the meaning of the single sentence, ” He may kill you next time.”
*The equivalent lot on the other side of the street – with houses in better repair (but who is to blame?) – is currently for sale for $1,200,00.