Sic Semper Tyrannis ! Vol. 27 — Spanked Teen

Bob stopped the SUV near a busy intersection, jumped out, grabbed a pair of bolt-cutters out of his athletic bag, and took off down the street. Chris took off, and passed Bob.

About halfway down the block, we came to the bus stop - and there was Ali, his ankle chained to a parking meter. Neither Chris nor Bob had expected that complication. Bob muttered, “The demons!” then put the bolt cutters to the chain, and mashed with all his might. For a moment, I thought he might not manage to cut it; but the chain link snapped, and Ali's ankle was freed.
When we came running up, Ali was crying bitterly - because he thought he was fixing to die. Chris hollered, in Arabic, “Ali, it's me, Chris - it's OK! We've come to get you.”

Ali looked up, and when he saw Chris - well, I've never seen such an instant transformation. He shouted, “Chris - my brother! I'm not going to die!” Chris reached out and hugged him, ignoring the bomb that threatened to blow us all to kingdom come.

Chris embraced him, and said again, “It's OK, Ali - Bob's getting you free.”

Bob quickly cut the cable that was holding the bomb around Ali's waist, grabbed the bomb, stuffed it in a trash can, and put the lid back on. It suddenly dawned on me that Chris had been absolutely right - Bob could've gotten killed (and so could we, of course - but Bob was the one who physically picked up the bomb.) I was so proud of my big brother!

Then Bob quickly grabbed Ali, carried him back to our SUV, shoved it in gear, and raced off down the street. We were about a block away when the bomb blew up - we heard later that several people had been injured by flying debris, but none seriously. So we had undoubtedly saved more lives that just Ali's.

Ali looked back at the cloud of smoke, clearly visible back up the street, then looked at us and said, “If you guys hadn't come when you did, I'd be dead now.”

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-seventh 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.