Sic Semper Tyrannis ! Vol. 23 — Spanked Teen

At three o'clock, Chris announced that we were going to walk down to the CPS building. We sang Onward Christian Soldiers, Chris prayed, then told everybody "Follow me!"

They'd built a platform at the front of the park, and we'd put up loudspeakers - our private guards kept everybody on the side of the street opposite the CPS building; and Chris had warned them repeatedly that when God burned the building down, it was going to happen all at once, so they should stay out of the way.

We got there about five minutes till four. Chris read the same Scripture - the last part of Hebrews eleven - yet again, said a short prayer, then simply stood and waited. There was a clock on the building next to the park, and when it began striking four, Chris knelt, lifted both hands, and began to pray for God to manifest Himself and give us a sign that we were His servants.

As he ceased speaking, the clock began tolling four - and on the fourth stroke, Chris exclaimed, “Behold the mighty power of God!” As he did, there came a deafening clap of thunder, and what appeared to be a bolt of lightning - and the three story concrete and steel structure collapsed into a heap of rubble, and began burning furiously.

We were certainly two hundred feet or more from it, and the heat was so intense it was hard to stay where we were. Chris slowly rose from kneeling, faced the inferno, and then quite deliberately strode across the street and into the flames.

Bob yelled at him to come back, but Chris ignored him. He was carrying the Swedish Testament in one hand, and a paddle (the one I'd carried from Sweden, it turned out) in the other. He walked directly into the flames and climbed atop a pile of burning debris.

As the flames licked about him, he turned facing the crowd, raised both hands, and shook the paddle several times. Then he repeated the verses from Daniel about, “Did I not cast two men into the fire? But I see three.” Then he shouted Sic Semper Tyrannis! and just as calmly walked back across the street, mounted the platform, and led the crowd in singing Victory in Jesus.

Sic Semper Tyrannis is a memoir about a time, not so long past, when men were free, religious values were taken seriously. and parents were allowed to pass on the cultural heritage to their children without governmental interference. As David Selznick remarked concerning the Antebellum South, "Look for it only in books, for it is no more than a dream remembered, a Civilization gone with the wind . . . "

This fictional account is the story of what might have been, had Christian parents possessed the courage of their convictions. It depicts the use of spanking and other types of physical correction, from the perspective of an adolescent boy.

Twelve year old Billy Martin has been suddenly uprooted from the only home he knows, in liberal Stockholm, and sent to live with his eighteen year old brother, Bob, who has recently joined an ultra-conservative religious group in Idaho.Billy, a high-spirited youth, has been allowed to run at loose ends for his entire life, and has never experienced discipline of any kind. He now finds himself in a vastly different world. Bob immediately sets about bringing his kid brother into line, and giving him the “Biblical discipline” that he, and the other sect members, consider essential to proper child rearing. Billy strives to come to grips with the new reality.

While the characters are wholly imaginary, the issues they confront are real, and threaten to undermine the very foundations of our civilization. This work does not contain any erotic material, but is a sobering assessment of today's child rearing practices in the United States and Western Europe.

This is the twenty-third volume of a more extensive saga, which traces the course of Billy and his friends as they struggle through the years of adolescence, and should be required reading for every adolescent boy, his parents, and all those who seek to influence him.