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Razor Wire at my Office Door

I don’t remember many rules when our children were young. They have permission to remind me. Of course there were some:

  1. Don’t play marbles on the freeway.
  2. Don’t sleep in the subway
  3. Wear your seatbelt
  4. Lock the doors

There were rules about interpersonal behavior.

  1. Don’t disrespect your mother
  2. Dad can be instructed, “Stay out of this. I’ve got it!”
  3. Children can appeal verdicts to explain extenuating circumstances.
  4. Each of us let the other three know where we were going, with whom and when to expect to return. That led to announcements we still honor: “I’m headed for the bathroom….”
  5. We were to alert the household, “I’m really angry, but it has nothing to do with you.”
  6. Flatulence is to be expressed privately and “never say the word fart within hearing of your sibling or parent.”

There was one rule that domineered all others. No one was to say to sibling, child or parent, “Shut up.” We used a lot of words, but “Just shut up,” was an invitation to an invasion of your space.

I didn’t smile when the Senator Hirona from Hawaii said to “All men…”

“Guess who’s perpetuating all of these kinds of actions? It’s the men in this country. I just want to say to the men in this country, just shut up! And step up. Do the right thing for a change.”

She does not represent my state or district! I am not her constituent or husband. She has no jurisdiction on our street, district, state or home. How rude! She doesn’t get to write on my permanent record. How has she come to the conclusion the men in Iowa are all rutting antelope?

I believe that sexual assault happened to Ms. Ford. Based upon our study of child abuse and multiple personalities, I think the assault happened years before she was 15. Above all else, I want her to find healing and peace. To me, there does not appear to be any concrete evidence that her memories about Kavanaugh are accurate. But I believe she has “memories” about him. Where did they come from?

I take seriously every statement when someone says they’ve been assaulted. My concern is that this “guilty until proven innocent” insurrection will make it tougher for women or men who have indeed been accosted.

The last person I would have reached out to in Ms. Ford’s situation would be a politician and then plead that I have no political motives. I would have called the cops! I wouldn’t have written to the WoPo unless that publication would help me with my agenda.


Speaking of rules, when I was studying the literature on anger for my book, Turn Back the Tirade, an anger researcher said to ask, “What would satisfy your anger? What do you need to feel that justice has been served?” A lady asked to talk to me after a seminar. She told me a story that makes Swetnick’s story pale. I asked her what would make her feel justice had been served. She described in graphic detail a 457 magnum pistol and close range shot to a male forehead.

One of three women will be sexually abused, assaulted or harassed (some say before age 18 while others say during their lifetime). You do the math. How many in our country? My first editions of “Tirade” and the seminar was titled, “Stop Being So Damned Mad!” Anger not dealt with can, according to the scripture, lead us into damnation. Public castration or lynching of Kavanaugh will not satisfy their hurt. He may be a scape goat, but he cannot be the healing Lamb.

I have placed razor wire at the entrance of my office in case a female or Democrat attempts to enter. From this point, I will frisk my wife for hidden recording wires.

Of course that is not true, but that is where this is leading, if not there already. I have no data. I’m wondering how many watching this drama have changed the way they view or interact with the opposite sex.

There is a loud scream that we Americans do not value women. That accusation has made me ask if I value women, how I express that and what do I do that makes women question whether I do? Can you help me?

I am praying for the Kavenaugh family, Dr. Ford and USA.

©2018 D. Dean Benton—




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