tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post115518141280986591..comments2023-06-29T04:30:53.346-07:00Comments on Patriside: It's not what you know, it's what you don't want to knowPuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14664535689082594733noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155418609972927102006-08-12T14:36:00.000-07:002006-08-12T14:36:00.000-07:00I read your post the same day I finally got around...I read your post the same day I finally got around to finishing Sunday's paper (read: Thursday). In the Washington Post Magazine's "Education Review" there were two articles-one about a self-described "affluent" Washingtonian "struggling" to find a preschool for her 22 month old kid and another about another affluent middle school mom fretting over which one of five excellent high schools her son should attend. The disparity between these two articles and your post was disheartening. Articles like the ones I read in the Post make it easy for people to shut out the rest of the world and the really important issues we should be working together to solve. Thanks for doing your part and good luck.waltzingmathildahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16360591322698221089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155415919764580642006-08-12T13:51:00.000-07:002006-08-12T13:51:00.000-07:00I see what your saying but I honestly can't imagin...I see what your saying but I honestly can't imagine working in that type of environment. I worked in a group home for teenage boys with severe autism; it was the hardest job I ever did (but I loved them to bits). I don't know if I could honestly say that I could work in that type of home. I'm glad there are people like you who do though, they need someone to teach them there's more to life than what they've experienced.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13927097159499432650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155406029178673372006-08-12T11:07:00.000-07:002006-08-12T11:07:00.000-07:00It's heartbreaking.I couldn't do it, Jim, but I'm ...It's heartbreaking.<BR/>I couldn't do it, Jim, but I'm glad you CAN.<BR/><BR/>I, too, would kill someone with my bare hands for abusing my children, without stopping to consider a single thing.<BR/>How far does the cycle spiral back? How many generations? And why did the first of THOSE parents allow/participate in the horrific abuse of their own children?<BR/><BR/>I can't understand. I canNOT.Shannon akaMontyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00379928121511251819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155348328695647252006-08-11T19:05:00.000-07:002006-08-11T19:05:00.000-07:00that is a pretty amazing post, Jim. I think you've...that is a pretty amazing post, Jim. I think you've made some great points here. <BR/><BR/>We've had an above-average number of murders this year--the city is going crazy--and I'm so sick of my privileged friends just turning their face away because they can. Our society is truly going to hell.landismomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10328094347362872558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155321952142113152006-08-11T11:45:00.000-07:002006-08-11T11:45:00.000-07:00Apropos of nothing, or perhaps really of something...Apropos of nothing, or perhaps really of something, I just witnessed a play by a local troup here that dealt, however lightly, about the bigger questions about how humans react to each other. Yeah, I see how that extends to folks like you who are there to intervene in the cycle, and folks like me just breathing the same world's air. Thanks for continuing to make me think.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155316328125295742006-08-11T10:12:00.000-07:002006-08-11T10:12:00.000-07:00Oh man. That's one whopper of a job there, Jim. ...Oh man. That's one whopper of a job there, Jim. I read this earlier - and had no idea what to say. I've worked with emotionally disturbed kids before, and it's damned brutal. Rewarding, but brutal. <BR/><BR/>I hope it goes well there - those kids need you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155309377737652042006-08-11T08:16:00.000-07:002006-08-11T08:16:00.000-07:00As always, I am in awe of you. The good kind.As always, I am in awe of you. The good kind.Mamacita (The REAL one)https://www.blogger.com/profile/15400978384217375737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155268744083650502006-08-10T20:59:00.000-07:002006-08-10T20:59:00.000-07:00TYVM Carrie (and ~d tilde).Carrie you raise an exc...TYVM Carrie (and ~d tilde).<BR/><BR/>Carrie you raise an excellent point and unfortunately I don't have an answer for you. The case management briefs I see aren't complete. However, I would venture a guess that many of the women are indeed victims of abuse.<BR/><BR/>My goal there is participate in ending the cycle (I'm the drug & alcohol therapist there). As such, I'm not interested in how far back the cycle of abuse reaches but only that it ends with my clients.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for adding your perspective!Puckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14664535689082594733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155239097709284332006-08-10T12:44:00.000-07:002006-08-10T12:44:00.000-07:00Is it the time for me to stand up and applaud? Wo...Is it the time for me to stand up and applaud? Wow, that was a great piece you just did. I totally agree with you but my question is...What if the mothers of these kids were victims? Or the predator was a victim? Do we just write them off because they are now adults? That is something I would really like to know.Carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17204364995075643954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604824.post-1155218016037480342006-08-10T06:53:00.000-07:002006-08-10T06:53:00.000-07:00Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. I really should delete...Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. I really should delete this and get out of here-but oh shit! I just can't. Umm. God I hope that working with these kids as minors will do something to alter their possible adulthood. Oh wow. I shouldn't be here. Kids, man. I want to give a KID a big hug and tell them its going to be OK and straighten the eff UP! I am trying to keep my mind focused on what you said: these are KIDS. Eff. I'll be back.~dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11214204603207446036noreply@blogger.com