Sic Semper Tyrannis ! Vol. 9 — Spanked Teen

We were going out for burgers; and Chris wanted us to “sissify” him. So Frankie handed Chris one of the girl's school uniforms, and told him to put it on. He did, and we jumped in the SUV and headed for town.

Of course, if we'd just gone through the drive-in window, no one would have known what Chris was wearing. But the place had picnic tables - and we dared him to get out and eat there. Well, he not only did that; he went inside with us to order; and when they asked for his order, he gave it in Swedish, and made me translate. We ate it at a table outside, and Chris insisted on speaking Swedish to me, and Danish to Dag - and some Spanish to Frankie, for good measure.

We naturally attracted lots of attention; and Chris thought it was great fun. I'd already realized he was highly intelligent, and a persuasive, gifted speaker. But now I saw a goofy, maybe wild, side of him that I hadn't suspected. And with all that, nothing we did was immoral, probably not even illegal. It was an interesting day.

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 seventh volume of a more extensive saga, which traces the course of Billy and his friends as they struggle through the years of adolescence. It should be required reading for every adolescent boy, his parents, and all those who seek to influence him.
Billy got a twenty minute paddling, because Dag had dared him to, and he was crying - well, hysterically - before it was over. Because I care so deeply about him, it tore me up - and afterward I told Billy, “While it was paddling you, I almost thought CPS was right - maybe it is child abuse.”

I hadn't expected the reaction I got. We were alone, and were speaking Swedish, besides - so nobody heard us, and they wouldn't have understood it, anyway. But when I said it, Billy turned pale, like he'd seen a ghost. I asked, “Billy, are you OK?”

And he said, “Look, we're not even allowed to say those words. They're unconstitutionally imprecise and vague, so they can mean anything the social workers want them to mean. So if you discipline a kid at all, you can never be sure you aren't abusing him. So the only way you can be sure you're not abusing a kid is to let him do as he pleases - which, of course, is the worst abuse of all. It's the destruction of all authority - it's anarchism." I knelt, and then started to apologize; so he simmered down a little.