Pharoah:
Which part of Kemp Road?? Anywhere near Sutton Street??

Yep, i live in the back of St Bedes most of my life. I have since moved, but my mom and the rest of my family still lives there. You from them parts?

LOL.. you dont know them ghetto white gals just as dangerous as the ghetto black gals hey :hammer:

Boi oh Boi you right.I had a couple of jobs as a bouncer in da States.Don't eva,eva get between two fightin gurls.Brudda,,,,you will get bit,kicked n'scratched.......black or white don't matter.I een lie das bad!

so your consensus is that your mom provoked the domestic violence in your parents unhealthy relationship because woman can say "some hurtful things"?

Yes...my mom ran her mout til da old man would wack her.Of course he wa wrong,it is pathetic to watch a man beat a woman,but she still run her mout.But ,she my mom and of course I stayed by her,I learned a lot though.

LOL. I went to St Bedes from 80 to 86. Most of my family lived there. Most of my cousins still live there I think. My stepfather's family (The Johnsons) still lives there. I went to St James Church.

Yeah, I'm from them parts. But most people only remember me as Tree-Tree and my brother, Kin-Kin.

this is why you are...the way you are...you poor thing are still hurting...you porr thing:angel:

No, when it comes to my grandmother -- it is more than words. Anyone in my life knows that if they want to see my ugly side that that would be the subject to do it. Maybe some of you weren't as close to your grandmother as I was but through everything I've been thru -- from being abandoned as an infant, stabbed, hospitalized, comatosed, shot, you name it the only person there was her. When she died was the last time I was home and had any contact with any of my family -- that's how deep that goes.
My wife knowing this -- would also know of the tremendous pain I went thru around that time in my life. She knows how long it took for me to recover from the loss as well.

Man Rory has a worst off story than that...Rory, tell this man your story...
lol

man I couldnt come to...rotflmaof :D

LOL.
No, when it comes to my grandmother -- it is more than words. Anyone in my life knows that if they want to see my ugly side that that would be the subject to do it. Maybe some of you weren't as close to your grandmother as I was but through everything I've been thru -- from being abandoned as an infant, stabbed, hospitalized, comatosed, shot, you name it the only person there was her. When she died was the last time I was home and had any contact with any of my family -- that's how deep that goes.
My wife knowing this -- would also know of the tremendous pain I went thru around that time in my life. She knows how long it took for me to recover from the loss as well. She also knows that my children and grandmother would be the catalyst for me to do just about anything. I don't suspect any of you know me, so sure I can see how what I said sounds ridiculously outrageous. But my feelings for my children and grandmother are real -- if a man, Mike Tyson, King Tut, or Big Foot says something the results are the same whether I survive or not, the thing is you don't think or care about whether you'll survive when someone triggers severe pain or anger -- but I can't turn those feelings on when a man offends me and off when a woman commits the same offence.
That's basically what I'm saying.

You still sound ridiculously outrageous for saying what you said about what you would do to your wife, regardless of the this story you just chose to share...

You still sound ridiculously outrageous for saying what you said about what you would do to your wife, regardless of the this story you just chose to share...

quietly, he probably beats her now...some white woman can be very vindictive and slimy...she said something nasty to him and he did give her that cut hip... please believe it...;)

Boy I tell ya! Goes back to watching NG channel.

You still sound ridiculously outrageous for saying what you said about what you would do to your wife, regardless of the this story you just chose to share...


Yeah, well. I never claimed to be perfect.

Yeah, well. I never claimed to be perfect.

Tru. But perfection isnt the issue. Perfection cannot even intelligently be discusssed between humans since none of us know what perfection is nor can we truly fathom it.

The point though is that you didnt make yourself sound any less barbaric by saying you loved your grandmother and so thats why you would near kill your wife if she didnt speak well of her...you actually made yourself sound rather sad and in need of professional help.

my aunt used to get beaten by her husband when i was growing up .. we used to take her away from him all the time and she always went back, we even sent her on a plane to another island with some money and she still went back ... it was sad .. he even beat up the kids ... my cousins .. anyway he is dead now .. she is free ...

Perfect is a human ideal that can certainly be discussed.

...but, I wasn't aiming to sound less barbaric and I wasn't suggesting that my grandmother could only be eulogized in the highest regard.

My point was that every and any one can be pushed to violence. For you it may take the threat of physical harm. It may take the threatening of your children -- which I also mentioned but I assumed that only mentioning my grandmother which to many isn't as large of an emotional figure as mine was to me, would make me seem more barbaric while mentioning my children would lessen the appearance of barbarism. So I understand the convenience of disregarding a part of what I did say.

I also won't argue that I may need professional help, even if all it teaches me is to become a better liar and disguise myself and my emotions. Or I can simply be upfront and honest even when it doesn't paint the prettiest picture of me and deal with people that hide behind....nevermind...there's no reason to feel attacked. We simply differ in opinions. Think of me whatever you wish, I doubt my feelings will change anytime soon.

In some situations the woman does not have to say a word for a beating to commence.:taped2:
I watched my dad beat my mom for years...for nothing..well for what i thought at the time was nothing.
He wanted to go out and drink and see whomever woman he wanted to see. He married a docile woman whom he knew would 'be there' when he got home, would cook and clean and look after the kids. Yet still he would come home and decide that the food cooked was not what he wanted, he would throw the pots and plates around and cause a racket. He would strike out and pick fights for nothing. I realize now that he was looking for justification of his lifestyle. He wanted to say to himself 'see why i does have to drink, see why i does have other woman, cause this one does make me so mad etc.'
The end came when i was about ten and my sisters were seven and four. One evening he was spoiling for a fight and we sat my mom in a corner and armed ourselves (knives, cutlasses etc) and surrounded her and told him that if he wanted her he had to come thru us. Lucky for us he decided not to. He could have taken all of us on and did some serious damage I know but he chose not to.
As for what to do if the offender is an officer (ref post 12) go to the police(of course not the station he works at duh!) They do protect their own on issuses but on this one not really. You just have to want to get help and they will help. When you accuse and then take it back and it happens again and again, officers are less inclined to help you.

In some situations the woman does not have to say a word for a beating to commence.:taped2:
I watched my dad beat my mom for years...for nothing..well for what i thought at the time was nothing.
He wanted to go out and drink and see whomever woman he wanted to see. He married a docile woman whom he knew would 'be there' when he got home, would cook and clean and look after the kids. Yet still he would come home and decide that the food cooked was not what he wanted, he would throw the pots and plates around and cause a racket. He would strike out and pick fights for nothing. I realize now that he was looking for justification of his lifestyle. He wanted to say to himself 'see why i does have to drink, see why i does have other woman, cause this one does make me so mad etc.'
The end came when i was about ten and my sisters were seven and four. One evening he was spoiling for a fight and we sat my mom in a corner and armed ourselves (knives, cutlasses etc) and surrounded her and told him that if he wanted her he had to come thru us. Lucky for us he decided not to. He could have taken all of us on and did some serious damage I know but he chose not to.
Gee that is quite a story. I too grew up in a home where physical and verbal abuse was the norm.