quote: We have long instructed elders to report allegations of child abuse to the authorities where required by Law to do so, even where there is only one witness. (Romans 13:1) in any case, the elders know that if the victim wishes to make a report, it is his or her absolute right to do so.----Galatians 6:5.
There ARE parts of this letter that are positive. But there's something missing. In my gut, I know it, and you know it. Individual victims are inconsequential. No apology for individual Elders' mistakes.
I mean, an Elder in our case told me point blank in '81 "If we are asked in court why we didn't report these sexual acts [a '73 hearing], we will state the truth, we didn't know it was against the law." Really?
And why is a history of inadequate responses to rape and sexual abuse wiped out with new light? Did they have God's direction when they made the blunders? Isn't that a new way of passing the buck? 'We are not responsible for the past mistakes because we didn't have the new light.'
I really think the greater society, the world, is educating religious groups...from Catholics to the Witnesses.
They need to stop being Clinton-esque. Or perhaps this year, it's: they need to stop being Gary Condit-ish! Smiling for the cameras; never acknowledging personal behaviour/responsiblility not only is insensitive to the victim (s) and their family (ies), it can destroy the public's trust.
Here's a time capsul from my book...before the new light:
Chapter 14
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How could we know better? The Elders dealt with our problems internally because their perspective was focused on not being a part of the ungodly world.
Separating church and state led to an unspoken taboo against interference and also a desire to stay innocent.... In general, though, if someone broke the law of the land, the Elders encouraged the individual to initiate the unwieldy process of settling accounts with the appropriate law enforcement officials. It appears there was a double standard in our case.... Why had the Elders not encouraged Daniel D’Haene to go to the police? Was not incest also a serious crime?
.....We were not seen as Daniel’s victims. We were witnesses and participants in a series of sinful acts. More importantly, we were alive—what did we have to complain about? Such was the depth of ignorance of sexual abuse within the Witness society in 1973.
Yet Elder Surin [name changed] wasn’t completely naïve. He told me, “I warned my wife to keep our children away from your father.”
Did the adult players in this fiasco act out of self-interest? I was a child. What did I know? I wished someone would have taken us away from my father, but I did not understand the legalities of the situation. Outside the looking glass that was my childhood, one could ask why Mother had not taken action to remove us. Were we asking more of the Elders than of her? Perhaps. But Judgment Day seemed far off. Was it so wrong to look to the shepherds of the flock to be our immediate saviors? The Elders were well-educated. Mother was not. Who had more responsibility to act upon the knowledge given them?
I know that I associated disclosure with hurtful consequences, unfair punishment. These experiences only encouraged my separation from reality. I was a body without a voice, programmed to be silent, to feel nothing. There was no acknowledgement of my worth. In fact, my public image was negative by association. I was my father’s child. I had hardly begun my life and already the strikes against me were building. Worst of all, a condescending attitude from certain ministers—God’s chosen Elders —fed the feeling that a negative energy was coming to us in an indirect way from God. One traveling Witness overseer told me that from the moment he heard of our being sexually abused, he vowed never to touch another glass or cup in the Aylmer Kingdom Hall—because it was tainted by, “your father’s touch.”
He was truly horrified by our experience. He always expressed genuine caring for my family—and chose a symbolic act that would signify his personal protest to the abuse, yet he never made an overt gesture of help. He never said, “Get out! Call the police or I will!” His revelation was like an abuse victim of a Catholic priest receiving a get-well card from the Pope. Too little—too late.
My family had been conditioned as Witnesses to view the world as separate. “We are in the world but not of the world” was an oft-quoted teaching. Hence, problems within the Witness organization were handled internally, within a small congregation, by each local body of Elders. I did not understand the Elder’s judgment, but I certainly never questioned their decisions publicly.
After Father was disfellowshipped in 1973, members of our faith did not associate with him or visit us when he was home. At least their children didn’t have to play The Game with him.
[I wonder if we]... no longer have to listen to Papa self-righteously preach to visitors.
And once, just once I heard from my father’s lips: “We have to stop.” Even at twelve years old, Thinking Donald found that laughable. “We” have to stop?
The implication was that we had been consensual sexual partners. His excommunication had him sufficiently worried that he decided to lie low for a while, but Other Donald knew he would be back.
Copyright,2002 Father's Touch by Donald D'Haene
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