Your Patriarch Is An Abusive Sex Fiend and Liar, and He Always Has Been

Your tips are greatly appreciated! Upgrade at 30% offYears ago I knew a guy who’d met his wife when he was working as a youth Bible counselor. She’d been around 15, he’d been around 30, and she was one of his students.He was an adult. She was a child. He was her teacher.It is not appropriate to meet your wife this way. For some reason our society is reluctant to recognize that this is predatory behavior.Nothing fills me with more disgust than teachers who betray their role as mentor and brainwash their students with self-serving lies. That’s what happened, this man was intent on destroying this young girl’s life.Make no mistake, every time that poor girl’s parents dropped her off with that predator, he took advantage of the time they were together to groom her. Eventually, under the guise of “propriety,” he came to the parents to discuss the feelings that “had developed.”As if those feelings came out of nowhere. Or, better yet, perhaps he tried to suggest that those feelings were “God’s will.”I guess it’s accurate to say that God made pedophiles too. He made disgusting sociopaths and abusers who take advantage of children. They’re everywhere, but we don’t have to like it. If you want to invoke the name of God, you have to recognize that some people aren’t disgusting perverts and we despise the actions of the weak men who are.Too often, people look at a situation like this, shrug, and think there is some justification in marriage.“Well, at least he did right by her in the end.”Excuse me? He robbed her of any chance of self-exploration. He didn’t allow her to have any agency in choosing the direction of her life. He stole any potential she had to acquire power of her own. Yet, there are people who don’t want to think about this. They want to act like it’s a “good” thing.It’s sick.It’s equally sick that our society has failed to recognize and reject this kind of behavior. That abusive Bible counselor shouldn’t be married, he should be sitting in jail.But it gets worse.When I met this guy, he had become a prominent figure in a small town. He didn’t like me. What I’ve found in my life is that there are some people who hate me the moment I walk through a door. I ran into that in grade school and it confused me. I still run into it regularly.Apparently, God gave his sick pedophile abusers some kind of sixth sense to recognize actually decent people. Then these monsters conspire to attack them.These men become part of something I call “The whisper society.” They march around in their brown pants and button up shirts. They take short, nervous steps. They clutch their bible to their chest. From across the street, they glance at you with a nervous, twitchy expression.Men like these are total weaklings. I find they can’t talk to me. In fact, they can’t even stand to be in my presence. When they come close it’s like pushing two like charges together. I don’t feel it, but they do. I see it in their faces. They can’t look me in the eye. They start to whine. They want to get away.This is all while I’m standing around innocently making jokes and trying to make other people feel comfortable.I’ll do things these patriarchal sex fiends can’t stand. I’ll address women as if they’re human beings and ask them their opinions.The perverse patriarchal monsters see that as a threat. So, they go slinking off and start to whisper lies about me. They invent whole perverse fantasies and spread them throughout a community all because they feel threatened. Like a snake in the grass, they slither and hiss.At some point, somebody talked to me about this guy. By then I’d kind of picked up the pieces of his life. Naturally, I figured out he was angry at me. These perverse sex fiend weakling patriarchs are always inventing scandals to be outraged about.It’s to distract from the scandal of their own lives.“Well, you really should go and apologize to him.”“Why? He’s a pedophile.”The person I said this to looked at me in total shock. It’s stunning how people can’t see things in plain view. He gave me the same look I get from people when I tell them the Confederate flag is the banner of Lincoln’s assassin. For some reason, there are a lot of people in the United States that have never considered that.“No…”“When you are a teacher and you marry your underage student after grooming her, that makes you a pedophile.” I said. “A piece of garbage like that has no right to judge me.”The person I was discussing this with left unconvinced.Perhaps that’s the critical part of this tragedy. How is it that so much of our society has become so brainwashed that we allow abusive pathetic little weakling men to abuse our kids? On top of that, we allow them to cover up their crimes by disparaging the actually good and decent people in our society.Why?Why do we allow that?Above all things, I’m exhausted with the model of the abusive patriarch. In my experience, every single one of them has been a weak-willed, incompetent, sex-fiend who can’t control his own impulses. These are people who become fixated on lies, self-deceit, and their own delusion of righteousness. They dedicate their entire lives to hurting other people.The worst part is that our whole society allows it.In fact, our society reveres it. We elevate people like that to positions of power where they can inflict even greater damage. It has to stop.It can all become so exhausting. When I was 10, these perverted monsters attempted to browbeat me into submission. The ones that weren’t interested in me as a sex object saw me as a rival. They committed two crimes at once. They pursued my classmates even as they broke me down. This is how toxic masculinity is created. The perverted sex fiend patriarchs strive to divide young men and women so they have easier pickings.It’s grooming.The whole nation permits this form of grooming.I grew enough into my power to begin to mock and reject them at 20. You’d still meet them here and there. They’d be installed in roles of minor authority. They’d be teachers and policemen and priests… always priests.I had to spend a whole decade overcoming their evil hate indoctrination.In my 30s, I got married and had daughters of my own. Since that happened, I’ve been on the offensive. These patriarchal sex fiend predators are out there. They are camouflaged by tradition, propriety, piousness and respectability.But they are monsters lurking in plain view. They say things like, “Well, not all men are predators, we have to give credit where credit is due.”The heartbreaking part is how many otherwise good people allow themselves to slip under the veil of ignorance. “Well, that’s not my problem.” They just pretend it’s not happening. They don’t even question the established meat grinder that claims so many young and innocent victims every day.The gears are constantly churning. They’ve been churning throughout all of human history. They’re going to continue to churn until we put an end to them.I appeal to the fathers first because they are the most inclined to listen. The mothers already know.Speak out against these false, weakling, so-called patriarchs. They’re liars. They’re abusers. They’re groomers. They’re molesters. They are the destroyers of lives.You know they are out there. They must be stopped.You all make this newsletter happen! Thanks for your sponsorship! 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