I couldn't help but think of all the terrible things I've heard about life in the Soviet Union, where anyone could call and report anyone else as being anti-revolution and anti-communist and have them arrested. To be charged was to be declared guilty, without trial or evidence, much as the accusation of domestic violence is today when leveled against a man by any random woman.
She assured the girl that every time she has ever called to make the horrific accusation against a random male neighbor, the police have always kept her completely anonymous. Thus, the accused is never even permitted any opportunity to face his accuser.
When did a man's words become worse than a woman's knife or shotgun? How can Western Women be supremely convinced of their own macho invincibility and at the same time view each other as more frail than a butterfly, such that a man's mere voice is a death blow?
When did it become officially accepted that every woman who cuts off a man's penis or blows him away while he's sleeping is a hero and "real victim" rather than simply a cold-blood sex-offender or murderer, as she would be were she a man committing such an atrocity? When did such extreme anti-male hatred become the norm?
In Ontario, when a random neighbor accuses a male person of domestic violence, the state immediately freezes all his assets, including his life savings, retirement, and house, and transfers ownership of them to the woman he is alleged to have abused with his words, withdrawing a substantial percentage for itself as 'taxes'. This is done the moment he is arrested, without evidence or trial, and even if the woman insists she was not abused.
Should a true miracle occur and the accused male not be convicted, trying to get his life savings and house back is exceedingly difficult. But no worries, because it is so rare that an accused man is ever found not guilty or even permitted to fight the charges.
Reading how casual the commenting girl was about her frequent accusations to the police put a chill in my bones. She seemed totally convinced of her righteousness, like a Pilgrim accusing a random neighbor of witchcraft. She expressed no concern whatever for the consquences to the accused should her accusations be false. It didn't seem to have ever crossed her mind that such a thing could even be possible.
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