I think that's just totally tops. He always seemed so open and naive about everything. I never really believed that someone who happily admitted to sharing a bed with children would have that much to hide. I'm sure he is pretty nutty, but I think he just likes kids a lot. And not in way the media thought he did. It's so sad when men who aren't abusing kids, but are one of the few still willing to openly care for them, get attacked. For the sake of kids, we have to so incredibly careful about who we accuse. Which is the problem I suppose. We also have to be incredibly careful about who we give the benefit of the doubt. Probably the media is to blame, in the sense that once you've accused someone publically it's all over. People will always think that Michael Jackon abused kids, no matter what else happens.
I read this study that some child psychology folk did a while back. They said that children who were abused, but received good care after it, nearly always tended to move on. But kids who couldn't tell anyone, or who weren't believed, or weren't cared for, continued to be messed up. The differences were really distinct.
By removing all men from positions dealing with children (which is what will indirectly happen) we're removing the risk of something happening, which has the potential for short term trauma. By removing men from positions dealing with children, we're also removing some of the support that could prevent that short term trauma from becoming permanent.
hey, im the poo person, who talks about poo alot in her blogs, u shuld come 2 church, its fun, all we do is talk about poo and stuff, im sure uld like it alot coz we at st stevens love poo, hahaha but wateva, but u shuld come, maybe we can exchange poo stories or jokes?
mel / 9:07pm / 4 June 2004
Are you an official poo person? Or just self-declared. I could come to your church this Sunday, because I’m not doing Rough Edges. I’ll have to remember some of my poo stories. I’ve got some pretty tops ones. Especially travelling overseas. Only Jem will remember travel-fluffy duck and his shit-poking hat. Ah yes. Good times.
The only poo joke I know is that fly one, where one fly asks the other one not to fart. I made it the first post on someone’s blog. Can’t remember which.
Ryan / 8:42am / 5 June 2004
Jane French just rang. And I can’t come to Belrose. I have to go to Rough Edges. I was thinking that I was on every second week, but I’m actually on the 1st, 3rd and 5th Sunday of each month. It’s a bit confusing. But I’ll come next week.
Ryan / 9:17am / 5 June 2004
that was me! and what a fine poo joke it was.
jen / 12:52pm / 5 June 2004
Why thankyou. I thought it was pretty groovy, if I do say so myself.
Ryan / 3:45pm / 5 June 2004