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Date Posted: 01:42:53 07/23/15 Thu
Author: Daniel
Subject: Re: our stepmother
In reply to: JoeR 's message, "Re: our stepmother" on 14:15:11 03/24/15 Tue

" ... THERE IS SPANKING AND THEN, THERE IS ABUSE. ..."

Yes, and abuse is an absolute, however society's customs and mores change.
What is considered "child abuse" in this century and justification for removing children from their homes as well as incarcerating the abusive parent was simply the way things were done in the 1940s and '50s.
Corporal punishment was a given in a "well ordered" home.
Both parents as well as adult family member had the general right to spank any niece or nephew. Grandparents also could and did spank children they considered deserving.
Even some neighbors, close enough friends of the family, had no compunction about spanking a boy who did something stupid.
And virtually all such physical punishment involved at the least lowering the boy's pants, and quite often his drawers as well.
Boys could be stripped naked in front of whoever cared to watch, girls not so much. In fact, almost every one of my cousins and school mates, male or female, who lived nearby had seen me completely naked being spanked or right after a spanking, by the time I was seventeen. I had seen just about all the males in that group getting their heinies reddened as well, but only a very few of the females, and then, usually only a quick glance before being sent to another room.
At school, the nuns frequently used a yardstick on students although not usually on their bare behinds. Only once was I sent to the principle's office where my clothes were removed for a real whipping. I am not sure that any of the girls ever were treated that way.
And when I got home that afternoon, my mom had been called and advised of the punishment which earned me a second spanking so bad that I had to eat standing up at the kitchen counter, still completely exposed to my sister and brother as well as an aunt who came over with my cousins, after supper for coffee and Danish.
Priests and religious brothers abused boys with more than just a strap, something that has only been exposed in the last twenty years.
By the time I was about fifteen my mom had spanked me in several public places, once at a beach were I had to walk back to the car when we were leaving without a swim suit, in front of all the other kids, arriving or also leaving and several times in a store where she would drag me by the ear into the ladies dressing room, to remove my pants and undies for a spanking right in front of other moms and some girls about my own age.
Mom always had a hairbrush in her purse that she could use to brush my hair or redden my heiney.
No one to my knowledge ever called the authorities to report the strap marks across my behind. The closest I ever came to that was when after a real bad (or good from mom's perspective.) spanking I couldn't sit still in class and I was sent to the nurse's office where my pants and drawers were taken so she could examine me.
The only good thing was she kept me there lying on an exam table, heiney exposed to a fan and when she had time she applied some lotion to my butt.
And as for privacy several class mates or kids from other classes entered the nurses office for something or other and no effort was made to cover me up. When I heard one girl's voice talking to the nurse I tried to cover up but was told to stay still. As they discussed whatever it was that had brought her to see the nurse, the nurse stood there and continued to slowly apply the lotion to my sore hind cheeks and upper thighs.
When my cousin Timmy was caught swiping little packages of gum that contained five baseball cards, his dad used a thin belt on his heiney marking him so bad he oozed blood that night and had scars across his buttocks for months. He was sent across the empty lot to our house so that my mom could take him to the candy store the next morning to apologize and where he had to lower his pants to show his heiney right in front of whatever customers were buying cigarettes or the morning newspapers. Mom had dragged me and Kathy along as well so I saw that and neither of us ever got caught shoplifting candy or gum again.
I could go on with more as thoughts pop into my head as can almost any other boy my age who grew up in a trict religious Irish Catholic family.
That simply was the way things were done.
Today, I suspect that under modern rules, half my family and probably most of the entire congregation as well as several priests at the church would be sharing cells in the local gray-bar hotel.
But yes, ... THERE IS SPANKING AND THEN, THERE IS ABUSE. ..."

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