I was beaten by two drunk off duty police officers back in ‘96 for sitting on the wrong public bench.
Their wives were cheering while they did it.
This is NOT Satire....
The day after President Roosevelt died in 1945 our teacher Miss Wilson was very much in mourning. On the playground I happened to say to another kid that “everyone has to die sometime”. He ratted on me. Miss Wilson ( an old Maid, or un-maid) took me into the cloak room, made me drop trou, took off her shoe and paddled my butt. None of the class saw it.