***I want to be clear, with all the recent parent shaming that’s been going on about some of the recent events in the news…..THIS IS NOT MEANT IN THAT FASHION IN ANY WAY. I’m not into parent shaming in any way shape or form nor condone it. I think once you read through this in its entirety, you’ll see what the point of this post is truly about.***
First, let me address the letter above and specifically address Brock's dad, Dan.
I realize first that, in the grand scheme of life, I have been a father for a
grain of sand’s worth of time compared
to you. I also understand that I cannot relate to you in regards to seeing a
child of mine go through a court trial, be convicted, and serve a prison
sentence. Because of this I want to feel for you and your family - I really do - but I now find myself not being
able to and it bothers me.
It bothers me more because of the ‘why’ that has presented itself. The letter
from you about your son and his case is absolutely baffling to me.
How can I say that? Because, although for a fraction of time, I am in fact a
father. Based on what I've read online and watched on TV, it looks like you
also have multiple children, one of which is female.
Your letter combined with these facts is what troubles me.
Should you be reading this, I want to walk you through this for a moment.
Close your eyes and picture the victim. She’s out with her sibling and some
friends, enjoying herself. Maybe hitting up a couple parties, laughing,
dancing, and perhaps drinking - as young college kids do - it’s possible that you did the same when you
were young.
Picture her happy, healthy, and without a care in the world blowing off some
steam because of the insurmountable pressures that today's society/the world
puts on to her on a daily basis. There is ABSOLUTELY nothing wrong with her
doing this and you cannot convince me otherwise.
She's laughing, having fun and enjoying her night. Then suddenly she awakes the
next day in a strange place, with no
idea how she got there and with no sisterhood to be found. She feels strange
and realizes that she is covered in dirt and grime from head to toe. She is
battered and bloodied in various ways and places. She is confused, scared and
alone. Then she is prodded, poked, tested, swabbed, photographed etc. etc....the
list goes on. This is all the "help" she's receiving while fully conscious
the night after she had been prodded, poked, cut, bloodied and various other
descriptive disgusting words.
There she is, alone, selflessly wondering where her sister is and if she is ok.
Confused, scared and broken.
Now, and this is the key, keep your eyes closed.....
Picture your daughter as the one standing there trying to figure things
out.....
How does that make you feel? Tell me that you can now write the letter about
your son's "20 minute action". BTW, it's rape....if you're struggling
to find the word, it's RAPE.
R A P E.
So here's why I'm writing this. I have a son and daughter. Both ends of the
spectrum.
Look, I don't fault you for the unconditional love you express for your son.
That's how parents should always love their children, unconditionally.
But let's be clear, we're not talking about your son coming out as gay, or
denouncing a certain religion, pursuing a career that you prefer them not to.....we're
talking about a crime, specifically, RAPE.
I will always and forever love my children unconditionally as well. But this is
where you and I part ways. You see, I was raised by parents that taught me from
right and wrong. Was our relationship perfect? NO, not at all.
Yet they still did a hell of a job (in my humble opinion) of raising an honest,
respectable human. They also, on a number of occasions, made it clear how much
I should respect (much bigger list mind you, these are the obvious ones) the folllowing:
-My parents
-My Elders
-Women
-Animals
-Children
Why do I say this? Well they always made it clear that there were certain
choices I could make in my life where the results of those choices would be my
own to live with.
If I had done something like your son, my parents of course would still love
me. They would not, however, defend in anyway shape or form shortening my
sentence/punishment and would have let the law & legal system set the tone
for that.
Which is how I plan to raise my children. Do I want to see them ever go to
jail? No. Will I ever write a letter such as yours should my son ever do
something as this heinous act? NO.
I will try my darnedest to be there for him in every way that I can, but I also
realize that he needs to know the consequences for his actions. Specifically
for the big ones should he decide to go down that path.
We live in a society that passes the buck, ignores their own failures, and
twists truths to make themselves feel better all too often.
My wife and I realize that for our little family, that ends with us. Our
children will be raised to own their mistakes, to respect all life on this
planet and to face their decisions (good or bad) head on.
I'm sorry that your son's "20 minutes" will ruin the 20 years he has
already lived and possibly the rest of his life - BUT you're missing the key other half of this
– and that is what the victim so eloquently stated in her letter to your son.
(link to it is right here if you need to freshen up on the content of it https://www.buzzfeed.com/katiejmbaker/heres-the-powerful-letter-the-stanford-victim-read-to-her-ra?u...)
Her.
She is also ruined. Ruined not by HER choices, but by your SON’S choices. Not
be HER actions, you’re your SON’S actions.