I usually don’t post about child abuse stories. I find it futile and depressing, and so many stories are so much alike, just the names and circumstances change around.
But this, I can’t just shrug and turn away.
Brittney Gosney and her boyfriend James Hamilton. Charming couple.
To sum up, if you think the link to the news story would be too upsetting to watch, Brittney tied her kids up late one night and drove them to a park. She put the kids out into the parking lot, and then got back into the car. She maintains she was going drive off and pretend to abandon them. Little six year old James got loose from his bonds and ran crying to the car as it was pulling away and tried to get back inside it.
And then, Brittney ran over James, killing him. Darling boyfriend later helped Brittany toss little James into the Ohio River. The body has not been found.
The reason I post this is because I remember seeing this form of punishment used on another little boy.
I was waiting at a bus stop one evening. A pissed off mom dragged her kid up to the bus shelter, and after some fussing, sat the sulky maybe five year old child on the bench, and told him, and I paraphrase, “Don’t you move off this bench! I’ve had it with you! I’m leaving!”
And then the mom took off walking down the street.
The little boy started screaming, terrified, but I could see he didn’t dare leave the bench. He shrieked like his life was over, and mom just kept walking. She reached the corner, and waited, I dunno, a few minutes. I could see her, but I don’t know if her kid could. He just screamed and cried.
Finally, she came back, filling the air with the profanities I paraphrased away when I quoted her just now. The little kid’s cries died away into moaning hiccups.
And I did nothing. I didn’t even try to calm the kid down when his mother walked away. I still regret that, but I had onlooker’s freeze syndrome, I guess. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
People, don’t punish your kids this way. Don’t threaten them with abandonment. Don’t destroy them by telling them you don’t want them anymore. That you hate them. That you wish them gone.
And for god’s sake, don’t play act like you are actually throwing them away.
And if it isn’t an act, you are Evil itself.