Posted on 12/10/2011 8:23:52 AM PST by QT3.14
Last week in Boston, a seven-year-old boy named Mark got into a fight with a bully. The bully put his hands around the boy's throat and began to squeeze. That's when Mark fought back; he kicked his aggressor right in the family jewels. In a normal society, we'd celebrate Mark. Throw him a ticker tape parade or something. Bullies need a sharp kick to the testicles. That's how you convince them that bullying is wrong.
But in Boston, Mark was charged with sexual assault.
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The Left wants to be the bully, and more and more each day they are.
Ask yourself this question: What if the charges were placed by the cops instead of a school? Should something so idiotic, unconstitutional and immoral be in any way manner shape or form countenanced by a citizen? If you respond to such charges in the context of the criminal justice system YOU are as idiotic as the left, and you are powerless. You WILL NOT PREVAIL AGAINST “IDIOTIC” CHARGES LEVELED FOR THE PURPOSE OF BEATING YOU DOWN, WITH A LOGICAL, REASONED ARGUMENT. Would you give up your freedom to make a point? That is where all of this stupidity is going.
My first incident with bullying when I was young changed me, for sure. My dad went and bought some boxing gloves and calmly asked me if I wanted my a$$-whooping from him or them. I learned to fight back and it stopped. OK, eventually growing up to be 6’4” and 235 didn’t hurt either but you get my point.
As for beating up the principal my dad told me to break his arm once. My dad wasn’t a violent man at all but the prinicpal told me to do something my dad wasn’t too happy with. He called his friend the school board president and then handed me a very large crescent wrench. Told me if the principal touched his truck that I was to drive to school today to break the principal’s arm with the wrench. Principal followed me to the truck and started to lean in the window. I warned him not to, and told him what my dad said to do. End of problem.
I was a three-sport star, an Illinois State Scholar, and not a troublemaker at all. Sometimes you just have to stand up for yourself.
They both fight dirty! When I was a boy, fights lasted until one kid cried or was pinned to the ground. This “bully” sounds psycho.
The high school son of a friend in Washington, DC beat the stuffing out of a guy who had raped a female friend of the son when she drank too much at a party. The police came and broke up the fight. After explaining what had happened the policeman took the son aside and whispered, next time follow the SOB off the school grounds before you beat him up. Amazing in DC, cops with good sense.
Your standing tall against them was probably the first time in their worthless lives that anyone refused to be cowed and surrender to their bullying. You stood up to them and forced them to backoff. These scumbags deserve all the humiliation they can get served to them. You did well. Congratulations to your 12 year old.
My wife and I handled all the complaints between ourselves or our kids and the school administration, and we never felt compelled to resort to physical violence against anyone while doing it. The kids were taught to give unconditional respect to the people who taught them. If they had a problem they would bring it to us and let us take care of the contention.
My guess is that it's the mostly Dem legislature that is so corrupt, they are worried that they would be on the receiving end of righteous indignation when committing their inexhaustible multitude of overt crimes against civilization in general, and persons in particular.
Perhaps they're kowtowing to the NAMBLA lobby? Can't have boys defending themselves against males...
They didn't seem to be too upset at the death of one Jeffrey Curly.
Good for you and your son - it’s the only way to deal with them. They want our guns and our right to defend against bullies to be squashed because they relish a “tame” population that can be smacked down at will and without worry of retribution. All cowards are like that.
Getting into fights was a normal part of growing up. I’m 51 and I had my fair share of scrapes as a kid, but you just kept going on. No one coddled you if you got hit or beat up.
“No one coddled you if you got hit or beat up’’< And certainly no one respected you either.
I was tiny. I got picked on by the biggest bully at the school. This kid was just plain mean.
I had caught him stealing mail out of mailboxes, and someone reported him to the principal. That somebody wasn’t me, but he knew that I knew he was stealing mail. So he got his friends together to watch him jump me. They were all watching the fight.
I remember one of their words, many years later.
“He grabbed you, picked you up to spin you around.”
“Then later he was bent over on the ground and you walked away without a scratch”.
After that nobody messed with me.
“Our youngest son is 12 years old and a green belt in Shotokan Karate. A year ago, the last bully that picked on him got his 2 front teeth knocked out. The school principle wanted to suspend him for 3 days for violence. I threatened to sue them for failure to provide adequate supervision, and they quickly changed their tune. The vice principle told me that he ought to give my son a good paddling. Our response was; “Go ahead and try, and you’ll get your 2 front teeth knocked out also”. We haven’t heard a peep from them since and by the way, our son hasn’t been picked on since then either. The best way to deal with a bully or liberal school administrators is to return the pain double.”
Outstanding! I nominate that kid’s dad for Father of the Year. The world has become much more violent since I was 12 and dinosaurs ruled the world. I hope he is also teaching his son to become an expert marksman with rifle, pistol and shotgun.
More Leftwing BS.
As I said my dad taught us to box and pretty much do what ever we needed to do to defend ourselves and my two sisters.He also told us “Don’t get mad, get even’’. I was a small kid too. I had one dude who used to like to beat me up. Outside school one day I snuck up behind him with a bat. I said “Hey stupid’’. He turned around and I clocked him in the head. He went down and stayed there for a few seconds. I thought I’d killed him. So I ran. No one saw this happen lucky for me but that kid never bothered me again.
Well, I didn’t take a bat, and technically he broke his own chain. But the way the spectators saw it was him picking me up, bending over, and me walking away.
Of course it helps being Irish. “Where all the wars are merrie,” etc.
The Irish have a saying(among many) “The longer you the sooner you die’’. I’m glad this kid didn’t get the best of you but I don’t quite follow you. What do you mean by ‘’him bending over, and me walking away’’. You knocked him down?
He grabbed me to swing me around. I grabbed his chain. He started swinging, and the force of the swing broke his chain. He stopped as soon as he felt the bits of chain falling down his shirt on the ground.
He stopped swinging, let go of me and bent down from the ground.
The onlookers were behind the assailant, all they could see is him grab me and then bend over, and I walked away.
Principal was really an a$$ and my dad only followed what the school board president suggested. Principal was fired at year’s end. Would have been a bad idea to call the cops because the ‘cops’ in our town was my uncle and it was best not to get him involved. He was looking for just about any reason to nab the principal for anything. The guy had a somewhat violent history with some students but back in the 60’s-70’s that really wasn’t that unusual in a small town.
At the time the incident freaked me out because I’d never had any problems with the guy. Guess since I was a senior and would be no more benefit to any sports team there was no reason to be nice to me.
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