It's been a long week at a child abuse conference. Imagine a week of classes filled with all the horrible ways that people can hurt children. It's awful, but probably one of the conferences I most look forward to every year. It's always amazing to me how much I still have to learn after doing this for such a long time. And it's nice to have a week where I can see that there are literally hundreds of people who speak my language, have the same nightmares, the same frustrations....
The only disappointment I had was overhearing a DFPS worker (from another state, thankfully) talking about the families she deals with as "those" people. She was talking about the kids too. "Those" kids. It was a jarring reminder of how marginalized these poor wee things are, how fucked from the very beginning, and how there are still bureaucratic creeps in the world who truly believe that these kids should be able to just get their shit together. Never mind all the issues of poverty, class, race, etc. I really wanted to punch her right in her puckered, self-righteous face. Instead I just politely asked her name and where she worked. Heartfelt and disappointed letter to her supervisor to follow shortly.
It's when I spend weeks like this that I realize why my writing tends to be sappy and focused, perhaps overly so, on love and loyalty...on every corny beautiful thing in the world. It's because I tend to write as a counterbalance to what I see that is heartbreaking and monstrous. It is my soul's cure for all the muck.
So please forgive my sometimes annoyingly keen eye for the loveliness in all of you. It truly is what keeps me breathing most days.
The only disappointment I had was overhearing a DFPS worker (from another state, thankfully) talking about the families she deals with as "those" people. She was talking about the kids too. "Those" kids. It was a jarring reminder of how marginalized these poor wee things are, how fucked from the very beginning, and how there are still bureaucratic creeps in the world who truly believe that these kids should be able to just get their shit together. Never mind all the issues of poverty, class, race, etc. I really wanted to punch her right in her puckered, self-righteous face. Instead I just politely asked her name and where she worked. Heartfelt and disappointed letter to her supervisor to follow shortly.
It's when I spend weeks like this that I realize why my writing tends to be sappy and focused, perhaps overly so, on love and loyalty...on every corny beautiful thing in the world. It's because I tend to write as a counterbalance to what I see that is heartbreaking and monstrous. It is my soul's cure for all the muck.
So please forgive my sometimes annoyingly keen eye for the loveliness in all of you. It truly is what keeps me breathing most days.
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I have to give you kudos for going to the effort to follow up on that woman and her attitudes and reporting her to someone higher up.
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It is great that you can see its value, though.
That woman would have made me so mad too!
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It had dawned on me that despite all the so-called experience and knowledge she had acquired, she (at the least) marginalized all the victims and even if her attitude may not have been picked up, it could be damaging to victims. What was most galling to me was that she was on the cusp of becoming a speaker & trainer in her region to address the general public (and presumably in some areas, direct victims). She was so proud of the fact that she'd 'educate' the so-called ignorant there, but yet she constantly marginalized the victims and the abuse along the way. I truly feared that she would only perpetuate many of the myths and stereotypes.
Since it's 'just' the internet, I couldn't think of anything but to discontinue our acquaintanceship.
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(Misc.: Trying to find information about the victims advocacy training, but I think it *might* be related to federal CJ victim services, etc. My state is New York and three years ago, it was one of the pilot state programs to train professionals of different types, new to victim advocacy type of work. Most were, for example, new SA counselors, SANE nurses, those working in DA's offices, etc., etc. though generally the rule of thumb were people who were working with with victims services for under two years. As I said, it is sort of victim advocacy "lite" . )
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Your writing is a breath of fresh air for all of us who are painfully aware of reality's thick, stifling ignorance and inhumanity...
It is these ideals and the best of what we can be that *should* be shared amongst friends...
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Can I add you as a friend?
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