Old School & Herman Cain

I had two very important posts all cued up for today because, after all, the news is cascading all about our shoulders -- very important news and developments, I might add. Literally: world-shaking events.

Still and all, I put those posts aside for this one.

And I readily admit up front:

My wife may not care for this post, nor might the bulk of my readers who are female.

That said, I feel absolutely compelled to express my thoughts, considering they are based upon being raised in a household that didn't distribute hugs and love willy-nilly, but instead distributed high expectations and the two core, key phrases:

• 1. Just wait until your father gets home, and
• 2. If you want to cry, I'll give you something to really cry about

In today's context, those phrases would have CPS knocking on your door and parked in your driveway.

But let's get serious for a moment and be realistic:

I actually did fear my father. And I feared my mother. I knew my parents held sway over my future. Mom was more immediate; Dad came home now and then but was the threatened Shadow That Lingered if I misbehaved.

That said, me and my two brothers grew up strong. I was the youngest. Our beginnings, our parents, our neighborhoods, created who we were. We all grew up in the same house for 60 years. You either grew strong and you learned from your lessons, or you were told you weren't a member of the family. An A____.

And I was told, some years later (because I was "unexpected" and further quantified as: a "mistake") that I would follow on the heels of my two previous brothers. Large shoes to fill, with a 10+ year gap.

That said, we all learned "reality" rather quickly.

Years later, only now do I appreciate that my mother would, in today's context, be considered to sit completely alone and adrift in a household dominated by males: her husband and three sons.

Yet, then, in her mind: she ruled the house and brooked no transgressions. Simple as that. Her word was Law.

Life for her was immediate. Life was the 40s and the 50s and the 60s and the 70s and the 80s and the 90s. Yet she not only survived those decades but thrived and excelled.

My mother was popular and sought-after and social and networked before there was such a thing.

But make no mistake: she could be tough as metal. If there was hammering to be done, she was not the nail.

Which brings me to Herman Cain.

And his so-called "accusers."

You were "sexually harassed." In three words: "boo-fucking-hoo."

Did he throw you down? Were you physically assaulted? Did he rape you? Did he overcome you with force? Did you fight back? Was his skin to be found underneath your nails? Did you scratch and scar him so you could identify him?

No. Not.

Yet, today, this is more than enough to take down a political candidate. Of any sex. But mostly male.

In my mother's day, if a man got what was called "fresh," the man was slapped or hit back or kneed in the groin. His balls swelled for days. And he learned a very important lesson.

Had something akin to that occurred in her kitchen, my mother would have slit the man from his nutsack to his throat with a blunt butter knife, no matter how long it took to carve.

Yet, now, women can allege damned near anything and not be held accountable for time nor position nor lack of situational awareness.

And let me be even more obtuse -- for want of two things:

• Victimhood, and
• Money

Taught by our loving Demorats.

In my 40+ years of law enforcement, I've seen every politically-incorrect statistic that was meant to be buried. For one: almost 40% of alleged rapes of women -- in the stats I held in the 1990s -- are based upon lies. In my area, 50%+ of robberies are committed by young black males.

But no one wants to know the Truth. Because the Truth Hurts. And it is completely inconvenient.

We all have our crosses to bear. You. Me. Everyone.

You either learn to deal with it, or you become a perpetual victim.

Unfortunately, in our current Western American society, Victimhood is an awarded, cultivated and sought-after status.

Whilst those who are stoic, who "stick it out," are cast aside.

Additionally, these days, as an "extra added attraction -- BONUS -- Victimhood also PAYS.

Finally:

You may have won, Demorats.

Herman Cain is likely done. On any number of levels.

But, Conservatives, if you think that Cain is the "exception" -- then you must realize: he's only what's coming.

If they came after Cain, they're coming after every other potential GOP candidate.

I predict: any future excoriation of a black GOP candidate will be referred to being "Cain'ed."

BZ