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reading: Moab is my Washpot - Stephen Fry
listening to: Napalm & Silly Putty - George Carlin
travelling/staying in: SA, NSW & Vic - depending when you catch me

Let's call today: 'Saturday, 21 October 2006'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
I believe the children are our future

and that child sex offences should be a thing of the past.

The above link is for a UK petition.

Go here for an Australian petition that demands, amongst other things, that 'all sex offenders are registered and all child sex offenders should be instantaneously dismissed from positions that enable them contact with children'.

Please sign both, as this is a global problem, not a local one.

Movement Against Kindred Offenders (M.A.K.O) have a register of convicted offenders here.
I was just looking through the SA list when I recognised a name.
John Argent.
I'd forgotten all about him but he was a friend of my parents when I was little.
He was convicted in 1992 when I was about 9. I remember hearing about it. I also remember thinking I must have been lucky not to have been a target, but I later learned that I was the wrong sex, and my brother's age was too old for him... he enjoyed more youthful boys.
The fucktard.
He was the first homosexual person I'd ever met (that I'd known to be so anyway) - and he turned out to be a paedophile... great first impression huh?

Looking through the list just now with my dad he recalled the house parties he went to with his mates in the 70s and there was a group of men (not directly affiliated with Dad's crowd, but the friend's of friends kinda thing) that'd bring young kids, and they'd all scorn them. 'No thanks, we didn't want to know,' he said.

At first I thought he was just saying they turned their backs on the issue, which didn't really make me think much of him. But then he continued...

He recounted to me when one of his mates (an infamous rogue known as 'Mocca' who died when I was too little to remember him now but is nonetheless spoken of in my family with much affection for his antics and good humour - an all round 'good bloke' from what I'm told) and two others walked into a room at one such party and caught a guy with a young boy.

They beat him within an inch of his life.

Even a friend called Ray, of whom I've never heard before today, supposed to be the quiet calm one, tore into the sick motherfucker with everything in him. Dad joined in too. Then they left. I don't know what happened to the poor kid.

Everytime I learn things like this about my Dad, about his brief and rarely spoken about moments of heroism in his past, the more I think I'd have liked him better if I knew him as a friend years ago than as his daughter today.

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