January 06, 2003

Bullies...

Michele, over at A Small Victory, is having some trouble with a bully. Well, her son DJ is having trouble with a bully.

My daughter had a problem like that in Florida.

Some gang-banger bitches told her she was going to screw their boyfriend or they would beat her down. This was in 7th grade.

I had a very bad reputation for psyco violence when I was younger and most folk didn't know that I had sobered up, leaving all that behind. One of the girl's brothers found out they were messing with my daughter and told them to leave her alone. He convinced them that I would kill them all, dump their bodies in a gator hole and they would never be found.

I would never have done that at any time in my life. I might have beat the crap out of them but never cold-blooded murder.

I showed up at school, only knowing that she was having some trouble with a girl. They saw me standing in the hall, waiting for the principal. I looked at them, I guess rather coldly, but I was just pissed in general and had no idea who they were. They thought I was sizing them up as gator-meat.

They ran out of the school and got busted for skipping class. In the process all the gang crap came out because they told the principal and the school cop that "Libby's dad is here to kill us!".

I had just spent an hour talking to both of them about the problems my daughter was having, that she had come home bruised, that I thought someone was threating her. Calm, rational discussion about "...how are we going to deal with this situation?..." and had been reassured if there was anything going on the "Resource Officer" would get to the bottom of it.

He did. Get to the bottom of the deal, that is. It turned out that the boyfriend was 19 and was sleeping with (and pimping) 4 or 5 seventh graders. I wonder if he is out of prison yet... probably not. The State of Florida frowns on that kind of behavior.

The girls were shoplifting, prostituting and selling drugs so they were "removed" from the environment. We moved to Arkansas that summer, partly because of the gangs in the schools.

About six weeks after we got here, a friend of Libby's called. Another friend was riding in a car and had been shot and killed in a "gang related incident". Thirteen years old. What a fucking waste.

Posted by Mike S at January 6, 2003 07:26 PM
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