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Failed Protectors

I really felt my anger simmer when I was reading this news the other day.

“The victim claimed her mother did nothing to fend her from the sexual attacks.
“She also claimed that she was threatened by her attacker and could not tell anyone about the incident,” said a police source. - News from New Straits Times

I remember talking to one of my neighbors about having a daughter, she has one. She told me that she has talked to her husband before, that if their marriage did not work out, she is willing to let her daughter follow the him. Her reason was simple - if she were to get married or find someone to be her new partner, she would never know what kind of man he would be despite sleeping and living with him. A man is a man, according to her, and their savage moral-bending ability is always just a layer of skin away from emerging. He could harm her daughter without her knowing so, it would be better for her daughter to stay with the father instead. This is her way of protecting her daughter, a very strong instinct to protect her daughter, by way of separation.

That sickened but enlightened me. Her reasoning is valid. But in the above story, the man is the victim's father and the very person she could count on to stop the abuse was her flesh and blood protector mother.

I can tell you something about the maternity instinct. It is cold, really cold. Maternity instinct can kill attackers when their children is under attack. It can also ruin marriages and tear families apart but it also ensures the children's safety under all circumstances.

But what happened to the maternity instinct of the mother mentioned above? Does she have none whatsoever (which is possible, some people really have none and should opt for childlessness. Not saying it in a bad way, but in a good way, everyone has his or her purpose in life)? Was she subdued to a point that she dares not voice herself in the face of such a powerful instinct to protect her daughter? Does she not care for her daughter? Or worse yet, was she watching in glee (good forking Lord!)?!

As for the father, a person like this should never have children EVER! This is his daughter, his flesh and blood, why is he even doing this to her? People who rape their own flesh and blood are cold-blooded creatures that should never breed. They should be denied the chance to have children and when they are jailed for such crimes, I hope they pay for it in more ways than one in there.

In such cases, I hope Karma is the kind of Bitch that we know she can be...and MUCH, MUCH MORE.

Picture credit : Sad Woman from FreeImages.com

Marsha

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