Petra
Cult Mother and Simpering Cunt
I guess I feel the need to vent about this for some reason. But seriously, if you were in a fight with someone and they were slamming your head into the concrete, would you not feel threatened and afraid for your life? I fucking would. And how can anyone else but Zimmerman know how he felt at that moment? When you feel your life is at stake, human nature is to use the means necessary to protect yourself. Now, I am the first to admit that I hate guns. I think the second amendment is crap to some extent. But if I had a gun and someone started kicking my ass, how can I say that I wouldn't use it, especially before they used it on me?
And I truly believe that this shows how disrespectful and out of hand this generation of teens/kids has become. My mother was a kindergarten teacher for 44 years before she had her heart attack and retired. I couldn't believe the stories that she had of kids cussing at her, spitting on her and other children, threatening to stab the bus driver...these are 5 year olds! 30 years ago when I was that age, sure there may have been a problem child or two but not nearly as many as she had in recent years. Look at the crazy asshole kids who were responsible for Columbine. Just because someone isn't legally an adult does not mean they are an innocent child. Why didn't Martin say something like," Hey man, I'm just heading back to my friend's house, it's cool"? Instead, he became violent. My significant other is the community director at an large apartment complex and there's quite a few kids who live there, all ages. You should hear how they speak to him when he disciplines them or tells them not to do something. It's absolutely ridiculous.
I have a lot of stories from my day of being a CO. I've been through riots, runaways, and psychotic episodes. There was one though that I'll never forget.
There was this chick, 13 or 14 years old. She wasn't huge, but she was strong. She could be sweet, or she could be the devil child. And when she was the devil child, somehow I always got assigned to deal with her (probably because I wasn't afraid of the kids).
Now, this was a sort of wilderness camp. The whole premises of therapy is "parenting" the kids since most of them had shit parents and the theory was that they wanted rules and order. This meant we didn't have any fences and we didn't use mechanical restraints (like a restraint chair or handcuffs). Instead, we'd follow the kids around closely and if they started to become a danger to themselves or others, we put them in a physical restraint. The motto was "the least amount of force necessary to control the situation".
So, I'd been chasing and following the girl for a few hours. She made it to the staff parking lot (we had to try to redirect them back to where they were supposed to be without putting our hands on them at the time) and started throwing rocks at the cars. It was about this point that I had enough. It was fucking hot, I was on hour 17 or so, I had spent a shitty night in one of the barracks the kids slept in because we were short staff and the facility needed staff there (even sleeping) to fullfill the required staff to kid ratio. So I took her down. It wasn't gentle because I was getting pissed.
The chief of the camp and I each had an arm and she was on her stomach. Now, since this was florida, I had shorts on. The little bitch turned her head and bit into my quad and wouldn't let go. I used the bite release technique we were taught. No go. I tried plugging her nose so she'd have to loosen up her jaw to try to breath. No go. It fucking hurt and she was biting deep. Least amount of force necessary to control the situation it was.
I grabbed her nappy ass hair and started beating her head on the ground. There was blood from my leg and her head splattering everywhere. She wasn't letting go. Her therapist came down and was getting pissed because I was "hurting" the girl. I can remember through gritted teeth I said, "Least fucking amount of fucking force to control the fucking situation."
Well, after beating her bloody the thing that ended up getting her to let go of my leg was the camp chief damn near dislocating her arm.
So, after having to go to the hospital and get shots, do the aids cocktail, and all that good stuff, I got called into court as a witness for the prosecutor. The state decided to go ahead and press charges for this because of the violence of the situation against a CO/staff member. Instead of getting on the stand and just acting calm, sweet, and trying to win over the judge this kid started calling me all sorts of names, the judge, the judge's mother...oooh that wasn't pretty.
Anyways, the point of this is THIS is what kids have become. For 5 years I was working with 70+ little shit heads at any given time that had zero respect for authority, their parents, or anyone else in the world. Fuck, most of them didn't even have respect for themselves. I realize that I saw the worst of the worst, but I look around me and even here in the Netherlands, I see the same shit head disrespectful attitude. I see kids telling their parents how it's going to be instead of it being the other way around. Parents are SCARED of their OWN kids FFS. They should all have the "I brought you into this world and I can take you out again" attitude but I guess they're all afraid of CPS or the government getting involved.
And, this all leads to situations like this case. It's not about race. It's about shithead kids who needed to have respect beat into them.