Feminists have long said it’s always been that men (in some cultures) have assumed they had right of sexual access to their dependents—the wife, the maids, the children...

Freud discovered that his neurotic and hysterical patients could recover when they brought sexual experiences with adults to consciousness. He got ostracized for talking about and made up a new theory his patients just wished that had happened to them.

It’s been an open secret a long time.

I get banned for saying this but one time in the seventies my dad got cheap about paying the scrap man to haul away scrap. Dad ran an ad and drove his truckload of scrap into the Appalachian neighborhood of our city. An Appalachian man (Kentuckian) hemmed and hawed before discussing price. An elementary school bus dropped off and the man offered my dad his choice of either of two little girls, with grotesque descriptions of how they were in bed.

These were not members of the same fraternity or social club. These were men standing around on the sidewalk speaking opening in the hearing of others.

Another Appalachian man referred to his daughter as a good fuck. “That one there is a good fuck. She likes it.” I don’t recall the context.

Feminists and therapists who study and work with women who have had childhood incest experiences do not believe the problem is confined to feeemasons or Catholic priests. They know that the most usual situation is a family situation.

Appalachians are one group of people who developed their culture isolated from others. There are others. Iranians have long described Afghans and Srabs as we describe Appalachians. Ridicule of “backwards” peoppe is one way to acknowledge our discomfort with the human condition. We may have only recently evolved out of sexually using children. There are plants of people , most of them women, who say we are barely out of that stage. It happened to them. It’s not comfortable to know. Not knowing and especially very irrationally and defensively not knowing lends secrecy and power to those who know it’s wrong but want to do it anyway.

The whole notion that pedophiles are very different unusual people, probably rich elite, with weird satanic overtones only muddles the situation.

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Something else to think about is that there are peoppe who train little children to sexually seduce adults. Children can be trained to be as sensitive as service animals. They can be trained to do what are trained to do by trusted adults.

An Ohio mayor became born again and went to prison after confessing a sexual relationship with a child beginning when the child was four.

The man said the child initiated and willingly participated in sexual activity. A child will initiate and participate if trained to do so.

Naturally that was met with outrage.

I think he was not trying to excuse inexcusable behavior. I think he and his lawyers are alerting us that someone is using children to compromise public servants.

It would be a mistake to witch hunt “pedophiles “ without looking for who is controlling politicians with evidence of child molestation.

We should wish to stop the sexual abuse of children. All our children have a very basic human right to be allowed to develop without that confusion.

We should avoid being stampeded like cattle whichever direction the people who have been compromising politicians and public servants which to stampede us.

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I met one of the little children trained to seduce adults. It scared he’ll out if me.

I met her in a domestic violence ce shelter. I was told she was four. I suspect she was older. I don’t want to speculate that they use hormones to stunt children’s development.

The child’s “mother” told me she was a very bad little girl who persisted in fellating her father, even when told it was bad and wrong. The child didn’t react to being scolded.

The child climbed into my lap. It’s not so unusual for abused children to be too friendly. I figured she was taking shelter with any normal psyche she encountered.

The mother/handler person wandered off.

The child got wiggly. She was grinding her butt on me. Abused kids get affection that way. I asked her to stop. She persisted. I put her butt on a pillow and looked for another person to come along.

She leaned back into my chest. I thought uh oh it wasn’t just her father. I got another pillow.

I was thinking how to address it with the child therapist. She sensed my mind wander, made a quick move, threw the pillows and groped me. She went over a sequence—patting me—face, neck, breastsetc—the zones —lightening fast. It was trained. She went through the sequence—and returned to the one that got a response— side of the neck. I’d started blocking then, knocking her wrists with mine. She’s laughed like it was a game.

It makes me so sad.

I got her two thumbs in my left fist, the pillows back in place.

I was scared silly. I didn’t know what this was. I spoke to her normally. “ Now I’ve gotcha. What can you do?” She wasn’t restrained. She moved her hands around laughing. She could have led me around the house. I thought we might go up to the office like that.

My mind wandered again—to the children’s therapist and to who might be in the office.

She fake cried. I released her thumbs.

She was at me again. This time it was horrifying. She threw herself into a nursing position fake baby crying and laughing ironically, touching me to get a let down reaction. I moved fast to get her thumbs back in my fist and get her back on the pillow.

Her next move was to lean forward and stage her hair. She shook it forward and flipped onto her back with her hair in her face. Now I understood the long layers—it was an odd haircut for a child and I’d thiuhht the lresident hair dresser had practiced on her.

Now she went into rapidly alternating laughters—demonic and seductive in rapid alternation. It was trained. Someone had trained a child to seduce and compromise succeptable adults and scare resistant ones so badly they’d babble about demon possessed children and be discredited. If I saw it in a movie...I’m just saying whoever trained her had Hollywood skills. I remember thinking this wasn’t Mexican mafia dad—someone’s read Nabokov.

It’s distressing.

It’s possible I was being recruited into that business.

At the time I was so scared I became dissociative. I recognized trained behavior at the time. I recognized the artistry in it. The trainer was skilled. Whoever designed the character for the child to emulate was literate.

It makes me angry. I still have a traumatic response to thinking of it.

She wasn’t just trained to service pedophiles. She was trained to seduce resistant adults.

Some of you are religious. Take ten to pray that she’s found her way out. She was a very smart and sensitive little girl. To her this was just a game.

I got her seated upright again. She was poised and alert like a very smart dog listening for a command. She thought we were playing.

I was about to just raise my voice and start yelling for anyone in the house to come to the room when her “ mother” appeared.

Very bright little girl but she didn’t know how to hold a pencil. Most bright children are fascinatied with writing and doodling.