Disrespect Is The Weapon Of The Weak

Sadism Is Not An Infectious Disease That Strikes A Person All Of A Sudden. It Has A Long Prehistory In Childhood And Always Originates In The Desperate Fantasies Of A Child Who Is Searching For A Way Out Of A Hopeless Situation.

One Can Only Remember What Has Been Consciously Experienced.

The Truth About Childhood, As Many Of Us Have Had To Endure It, Is Inconceivable, Scandalous, Painful. Not Uncommonly, It Is Monstrous. Invariably, It Is Repressed. To Be Confronted With This Truth All At Once And To Try To Integrate It Into Our Consciousness, However Ardently We May Wish It, Is Clearly Impossible.

Where There Had Been Only Fearful Emptiness Or Equally Frightening Grandiose Fan­tasies, An Unexpected Wealth Of Vitality Is Now Discovered. This Is Not A Homecoming, Since This Home Has Never Before Existed. It Is The Creation Of Home.

Without Realizing That The Past Is Constantly Determining Their Present Actions, They Avoid Learning Anything About Their History. They Continue To Live In Their Repressed Childhood Situation, Ignoring The Fact That Is No Longer Exists, Continuing To Fear And Avoid Dangers That, Although Once Real, Have Not Been Real For A Long Time.