My pulse is racing. This thread tread on some very bad memories. No, I doubt there is a beat beyond the bounds of secular law WT article. I never read one article that was balanced. Children seem to be always wrong and parents miraculously correct.
My cousins and my siblings lived in hell growing up. The humiliation is a stigma for me to this day. A secular org had to place a rape monitoring system in place b/c of my father. Fueled with Rutherford's view on women, he thought he could place his hands and do whatever to an adolescent girl. He proclaimed himself a minister of JWs. Yet the authorities proclaimed him a pervert capable of great harm and violence. I was beat without a stitch of clothing on. Another time that triggered the rape precautions, I took FM radio to listen to the Beatles and Dylan. He was sleeping. The absence of sound woke him up. He chased me and trapped me in the bathroom with his heavy body wedged against the door.
He announced that he was dying (true) and that I was so bad I was the reason. Therefore, I would watch him die. I screeched my lungs out. Only one neighbor called the police. When he heard the police siren, he ran downstairs, popped a nitro pill, and appeared disinterested in me. The police told me to stay away from him. I was outraged and said I had NO problem staying away from me. He could not stay away from me. The dunces pretended they did not hear that. As soon as they left, I walked out the door without his permission.
I cried and cried as I walked to my JW's aunt's house. She told me it was my fault! The incident freed me b/c I realized he had no morals at all. Survival matter. I had a pt job so I decided to take trips to Manhattan. I stayed out of Greenwich Village and in the Fifty Ave clothing stores. NY was my haven. I miss it b/c it was my true home, not his home. NY is the home I discovered for myself out of health.