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Norm Report - Month 100
June, 2010 E-mail: normrlee@att.net
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Our dread of dying is caused by our own
misperceptions and misunderstandings.

                – Thich Nhat Hanh

My grandfather, Fred Lee, died at his home in Fitch Bay, Quebec. Three physicians watched, in confusion and wonder, while the youthful father of two boys died in agony. Later it was determined that his appendix had burst. That was in 1906. My father was three years old.

As a teenager my father migrated to Vermont and worked for 20 years cutting granite gravestones. For the following 40 years he operated his own memorial business; during the first six years I worked beside him, cutting death dates into headstones and setting the monuments in cemeteries. So early on I became comfortably familiar with the death industry. While to many people graveyards are spooky places, when I needed break from the hassle and clamor, I took a peaceful stroll among the gravestones. To me, a cemetery was my refuge.


The end of life would be much less frightening if it were not called death any more.
The fear of death is the source of all religions...

                – Maurice Maeterlinck, Belgian dramatist 1862-1949


We shield ourselves – ignore – the disquieting realities of approaching impermanence, death.

                – Shantideva*


I remember the months when Monica was wasting away. I had the feeling of wanting to do something; wanting to express something; not wanting to be a nuisance, to burden her with any emotion or reaction or concern that she didn't want to deal with. One time she was doing Sunday class: she used to save up her strength to be there for class. As I was walking by I overheard her tell somebody something that she said many times: that hope and fear are the same thing. I stopped and said to her "So when your doctor says 'It's hopeless', you just have to be fearless." She said "That's right."

        – Email from a friend


Are we a body having a spiritual experience, or a spiritual being having a physical experience?

Death is the separation of the body from the mind. We get our body from our parents – thru genes, dna, etc. – and happenstance. When my sister was losing her fight against cancer and approaching her last days, I said to her, "The body is a bicycle – we take care of it, protect it, and don’t leave it lay out in the rain. At times you have to see that it’s repaired. You use it, enjoy it, and maintain it as best you are able. As time passes, eventually it wears out, deteriorates from use or disuse. You knew it would, so you’re not surprised.

"Comes the day when it no longer functions and is beyond repair; on that day you need to relax your grip and let it go no matter how much you treasure it. Let Wisdom tell you that the bicycle is not You. The bicycle is gone to the junkyard or recycle center, but your consciousness – not personality but spirit - lives on."


Regard the body as a short-term rental: maintain but not ownership.
Just eat wisely and exercise.

               – Shantideva*


I was assistant to an 85 yr-old man doing masonry work when my father asked him how he felt about his approaching "end time". He said that howevermuch he wished to witness the flight to the moon and space travel, yet, "I anticipate the rest." And he smiled.


At the time of death, only the goodness gained in life will help me
...you can take nothing with you but your state of mind.

               – Shantideva *


It was my privilege to enjoy the friendship of the distinguished Scott Nearing and his wife, Helen. For his speeches against child labor in 1915, Dr. Nearing was fired from his position as professor of economics in Univ. of Pennsylvavia. Publishers stripped his widely-used textbooks from the shelves and stopped printing them. Intellectuals the world over were outraged. He continued protesting the factories’ exploitation of children, and lived an all-but-homeless life. Later he worked the Chatauqua circuit, debating such as Bertrand Russell, Clarence Darrow, and William Jennings Bryan, on topics like capital punishment, ethics vs. war, and the exploitation of animals as well as children.

After they published their best seller, "Living the Good Life", I worked with the renouned authors and vegetarians – Scott was then in his nineties, Helen near eighty – building a stone wall around their vegetable garden in Maine. When approaching his 100th birthday he quietly told Helen, "I think I won’t eat any more." Known around the world for demonstrating how to live "the good life", he would now teach us how to die "a good death." The couple had, years before, arranged for cremation; Scott took his hammer and saw and build a pine box for himself. In a few days he breathed his last, apologizing to Helen for inconveniencing her by failing to crawl into his homemade casket. In a later interview for our "Homesteaders News" magazine, she told me, "He died sweetly, telling me all was fine." I said, ‘Sweetly, Helen? Is that the word to use?’ She insisted it was, exactly. "He was kind to the last." Scott did not believe in God, or heaven/hell, or the bible, but he believed that the spirit continued on. Altho he was not a Buddhist, and he had never read Shantideva, he was nevertheless blessed with Basic Wisdom. And with the compassion of a bodhisattva.


We can relax at death time by reviewing our lives and "bring everything to light"; we can let go by looking honestly at past and present, and die with a clear conscience.

                – Shantideva*


Perhaps the deepest reason why we are afraid of death is because we do not know who we are. We believe in a personal, unique, and separate identity; but if we dare to examine it, we find that this identity depends entirely on an endless collection of things to prop it up: our name, our "biography," our partners, family, home, job, friends, credit cards...So when they are all taken away, will we have any idea of who we really are? ...we are faced with just ourselves, a person we do not know, an unnerving stranger with whom we have been living all the time but we never really wanted to meet. Isn’t that why we have tried to fill every moment of time with noise and activity, however boring or trivial, to ensure that we are never left in silence with this stranger on our own?

                – Sogyal Rinpoche, "The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying"


Dustin Hoffman was once asked if he had chosen an epitaph. "Yes, I want carved on my gravestone: ‘I knew this was going to happen.’"

– Norm


The Norm Report - Month 99
May, 2010 E-mail: normrlee@att.net

Norm Lee’s website: www.nopunish.net
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The call for discipline in our society
has always been applied to someone else,
not to oneself.

                                              - C. Trungpa


Buckminster Fuller was in despair. He had failed repeatedly in work and his relationships, and now in midlife with wife and baby, he felt he had failed totally in life itself. Others seem to have thrived by book and system, and he had tried, too. But now he was forced to accept that he was not as others were; he was, not "normal". Worse, he blamed himself for being different.

One evening in Chicago, as he walked on the shore of Lake Michigan, he chose a huge rock to sit on and look into himself. He saw that, tho thinking he had "tried everything", the only thing he hadn’t tried was being who he truly was, and accepting that. But what, who, was the authentic Bucky? Resolving to find out, he examined his values, his thoughts, the constant internal chatter in his uncommonly active mind.

As dawn approached he acknowledged that he had failed in life, yes, but failed only at playing the roles assigned to him. "Faking it", he concluded, was not working for him. Mustering his courage, he resolved to be honest and accept his differences, even his ideosyncrasies, with confidence, whatever the consequences. That increased the tapping of his remarkable creativity, marking the beginning of the "Bucky" the world knows today: the genius inventor who created the geodesic dome and a host of other dazzling creations.

We all need to examination of our own minds as well. People everywhere are in confusion about who they are. As we did not choose to be born, neither did we choose who we’ve become. Did anyone ever have the ambition to become an inflicter of humiliation and pain on a child? We have all seen parents who imagine they are masters of children, barking orders and whipping, spanking, and slapping them when they don’t comply, treating them like galley slaves. Many parents imagine that striking out against annoying child behavior will relieve their own pain. Altho this method has been used – and failed – thruout history, few have noticed that it only perpetuated their misery. There are better, happier ways to deal with children.

With mind training we learn to re-direct the mind from anger to viewing from others’ perspectives, helping others, and generating feelings of compassion and altruism. What was contention and adversity turns into cooperation, openness, and a wonderful feeling of gratefulness. Some call it love. With training the mind we find we can direct it for the benefit all – others, yes, but most surprisingly – ourselves. It is discovering, or finding again, our own Basic Goodness. And rejoicing in the fact. Some call it happiness.

In this culture of chaos and confusion, how can we focus a scattered mind? In Asia, many billions learned how to do just that, and recently so have millions in the U.S. The mind can be trained to take control of the countless distractions that pull the mind from the moment. We know we already have powers of concentration. A strange noise in the night commands our total attention. In practicing mindfulness of breathing, a discipline now being taught in hundreds of centers in the U.S., we can pry our mind away from the constant chatter of internal dialog & trips of fantasy. At first it may not be easy, but is is always doable with persisent effort. What we find is not only the peace we all seek, but also the compassion and altruism we admire but fall short of attaining. That is to say, what we rediscover is our own authentic nature. If we are to know what we are doing when "disciplining" a child, we need to be acquainted with who we authentically are. With training in the discipline of mindfulness, we take into account the "unexpected" consequences of our actions.

Over the past 30 years we have witnessed a truly amazing experiment in our country. The cooperation of government, mass media, academia and other institutions, one of the strongest addictions extant have been broken on a massive scale, as millions of Americans have quit smoking. The consequences of corporal punishment of children are far worse, far more serious and tragic, than smoking cigarettes. Then why hasn’t child-hitting been disapproved and renounced in our culture to the extent that tobacco has? Because...

  1. altho victims of it suffer all their lives, spankers don’t get cancer from hitting kids;
  2. spanking and scapegoating children is also addictive, perversely satisfying;
  3. most parents are loathe to accept a view that puts them and their own parents in the wrong;
  4. hitting children is presented as a parental virtue from pulpits shore to shore, simply by employing the euphemism "discipline" instead of "hitting" or "assault."
Abolition of CP must someday become top priority if we humans are to survive on this planet, or any other living thing. for that matter. I sincerely believe this is so. Because in this age of atomic weapons, this fact must be internalized: there is no end to war without first putting an end to spanking, and all corporal punishment.
A nation of clear thinkers would now be staging teach-ins on campuses across the country demanding prohibition of CP in public, home, and school. And parades & rallies & buttons & fund-raising rockstars & actors publicizing the need to treat children with gentleness & respect. Why cannot we demand from the nation’s leaders to proclaim this decade to be the NO SPANK DECADE? Like Earth Day.

To parent decently, we need to focus our scattered mind. That requires training the mind. With instruction and disciplined practice in mindfulness of breath, combined with examination of long-suppressed thoughts, fears, and feelings, comes a new understanding of who we really are: born not in sin but with Basic Goodness. Insights free us from the myths and lies and painful punishments of childhood, to rejoice in the incredible fortune of being alive. Call it happiness. I do.

Mindfulness of breathing is like going to a quiet room to be alone when the house is full of people. The inner dialog has a blinding effect on perceiving reality, warping it to accommodate ego’s urging toward harmful indulgence. To kick the habit, break free of the addiction, takes work. It is our fortune that there are teachers in every community. Just inquire.

In examining the goings-on in their minds, parents may discover that acting on illusions is counterproductive. For example, imagining that striking out against annoying childhood behavior will relieve their own pain. Tho this method (and worse) has been used thruout history, it has never worked to the parents’ advantage. Indeed, it has compounded the problem by perpetuating their own misery. There is another way to deal with the (inevitable) difficulties of daily life. Instead of acting out aggression, we can, by simply taking a time out, learn to direct the mind from anger to helping others, to viewing from others’ perspectives, and generating feelings of altruism and compassion. What had looked like contention now turn into wonderful feelings of gratefulness.

With training the mind we find we can control it and direct it for the benefit of not only ourselves and our children, but for all beings known and unknown. It’s discovering that we can actually be in charge of our lives – i.e., our own minds. We can create our environment and choose peace and happiness in our family, in our community, and, ultimately in our nation and world. Choosing to be master of ourselves (rather than others) is no paltry matter. Mindfulness of breathing is a way to peace of mind, and peace in the world.

- norm


The Norm Report - Month 98
April, 2010
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Norm Lee’s website: www.nopunish.net
Over 28,800 visits

The world is too much with us, late and soon,
Getting and spending we lay waste our powers;
Little there is in nature
that is ours...

—— Wm. Wordsworth

Part Two

I. Intro by E.G. Alter

On March 2nd, 2010, Norm celebrated his 81st birthday. On that date in 1929, Calvin Coolidge was President. Three days later Herbert Hoover was sworn in. Average lifespan was 45 years, Henry Ford’s Model A had succeeded his wildly popular Model T, two years earlier Charles Lindberg had flown the Atlantic alone. Norm here responds to a few of the questions received that couldn’t fit into any of the past 97 Reports.


Q: You’ve spoken of being sent to the Baptist church as a child. Why did you reject Christianity for Buddhism?

I didn’t reject the teachings of Jesus. It was my understanding that Jesus was the antidote to show people the way out of the horrible sufferings in those times now described by historians. Even at a very young age I could not believe the Old Testament stories. When I was age three a Sperm Whale was brought to town on a railroad car. I looked into the whale’s throat, saw that it could choke on an orange, and knew the Jonah story was a fairy tale. I was horrified that Abraham would hold a knife to his son’s throat at the command of voices in his head. And why was Isaac not consulted?

I concluded that I, myself, was a better being than Abraham’s god was. By teenhood I knew Solomon was a horrible, violent man who had 300 concubines. What decent parent would follow his advice in using the "rod" on children? Then the stoning to death of strong-willed teenagers in Deuteronomy ended my Old Testament reading for good.


Q: But not New Testament?

My education, especially studying philosophy and literature at Syracuse Univ. (three degrees) helped me to see the sham of churchianity, and that is what I turned away from. But the teachings of Jesus I’ve always retained as my moral guide. Tom Jefferson, read all the books of the bible, reacted as I did, and wrote his friend that Revelations was "the ravings of a maniac". He threw the Old Testament in the fire, and pasted in his notebook all the quotes of Jesus. It was published as The Jefferson Bible, and I have a copy of it on my bookshelf.


Q: What led you to Buddhism?

After many years as an agnostic, I began attending yoga classes. The teacher intrigued me; I saw that he had wisdom, that he knew many things, and I wanted to know what they were. As I helped him in building a stone monastery, he gradually became my spiritual teacher. That teaching introducing me to the Path of the Bodhisattva; I’ve walked that path of the Spiritual Warrior for the past 40 years.


Q: What are the root teachings of Buddhism?

Any brief summary is inevitably inadequate, but here goes: It was some 2500 years ago that the Buddha attained enlightenment, a high – a sublime - level of consciousness, and saw that the human predicament was universal suffering. In his penetrating wisdom and compassion he gifted his followers with the Four Noble Truths, which describes the problem of suffering, its causes, its solution, and the Eightfold Path, i.e., eight ways to work toward the attainment of Realization and the ending of suffering.

Since there is no faith, no worship, no church and pope system, no seeking to recruit or convert members, Buddhism is not a "religion" as much as it is a mental discipline to practice, a moral/ethical philosophy that requires training to live by. His Holiness the Dalai Lama urges his audiences to stay with their current faith and practice it well, yet they can reap much benefit from his teachings. One can – and many do – become a Buddhist and grow to be a better Christian as a result. There is, however, an important difference in the view of human nature: Buddhists speak of our Basic Goodness, Christians see people as "sinners" at birth. That has enormous implications in how children are treated, for example. Parents who could never imagine Jesus spanking a child persist in spanking to "beat the devil out of them".

Several recent books have pointed out the remarkable parallels of the teachings of Buddha and Jesus. Indeed, several scholars have published the growing evidence that Jesus, in his "missing years"of teens and twenties, was studying Buddhism in India, Nepal, Tibet and Kashmir.

Central in the teachings is emphasis on being responsible for one’s thoughts, speech and actions, and learning how to overcome the trappings of ego: hate, greed and delusion. My particular root guru, Chogyam Trungpa, Rinpoche, who founded Shambhala Foundation and Naropa Institute, taught much about becoming spiritual "warriors" – not in the aggressive sense but in developing the courage to confront the inner forces of ego.


Q: Buddhists see suffering everywhere, yet they seem to be an especially happy lot, as if they know the "secret to happiness".

I can only speak about my experience, I am happier now than at any time in my life, yet I am deeply saddened seeing the fear and horror, the needless suffering both worldwide and next door. The practice of sitting meditation every morning, and persistent effort in practicing Mindfulness of mind and body helps to develop insight and compassion.

I should point out that I am no expert, and nobody’s guru. In working on my self I already have more than I can handle in this lifetime. But whenever I’m asked a question, whether on childrearing, or my spiritual practice, or whatever, the effort for me is to be as honest and straightforward as possible in responding. But also keeping mindful that I drag ego along with me like everybody else.

When asked my suggestion is to do some reading – starting anywhere, say, with Pema Chodron, Lama Surya Das, Chogyam Trungpa, Rinpoche, or his son, Sakyong Mipham, Rinpoche. For recreation read the Dalai Lama’s "The Art of Happiness", which he wrote together with psychiatrist Dr. Howard Cutler. For yoga and mindfulness meditation a teacher is needed, the Internet is no substitute. There are so many Buddhists around now, if you step outside your door and throw a snowball, you’ll probably knock the hat off one. They come in many shapes and sizes, from wise beings to charletans. Finding a suitable teacher can make all the difference.


The Norm Report - Month 97
March, 2010
E-mail: normRlee@att.net
Norm Lee’s website: www.nopunish.net

Over 28,500 visits

You are not just a performer in life’s drama,
you are also the one who writes the script.

Intro

I probably know Norm Lee as well as anybody, except for Gus, who was Norm’s Yoga/Dharma teacher in the early 1970s. This device allows him to respond to some of the questions asked that don’t fit in the past 96 Reports.

March 2nd, 2010, is Norm’s 81st birthday.

- E. Alter Dopleganger, Gho.


Q: On your website, ("About Norm"), you began your autobiography but did not continue it. When – or where – can I read the rest of it?

It was written for my sons, Henry & Russell, to give them some understanding of family history, on a MacIntosh powered by a solar array on the roof of my small motor home. In the winters of the 1990s I liked to drive down from Phoenix and park in a fishing village on the shore of Sea of Cortez. Every trip meant smuggling food, clothes, tools, and other goodies past customs for my impoverished Yaqui Indian friends there. It could never happen now. During days I wrote, in evenings I attended fiestas or showed, endlessly, the video "The Little Mermaid" for the kids. The 200-page book, sent only to family members, was never intended for general distribution.


Q: What was it like, growing up & living life without a mother?

So ashamed I was that I hid from other kids and protested going to kinder-garten. But it was free childcare, and I was, by my own choice, isolated at age five. My mother’s abandoning the family the year before had left me feeling naked and unqualified for community membership. Feeling traces remain today.


Q: She never contacted you for 40 years?

She had attempted communication many times, even thru Red Cross, but blocked by my father, who feared disclosure of his early abuses. In U.S. Air Force in 1949 I was a technician assigned to teach secret material to pilots and crew members. Clearance for Secret required Military Intelligence to thoroughly investigate my history. Suspicious, they grilled me about the whereabouts of my mother until I yelled, "I don’t know! Ask my father!" Routine interviews of my relatives, neighbors, and friends took them to my home town - and father’s doorstep. Amazingly, my father succeeded in stopping their inquiries about my mother. I never learned how he did it.


Q: How did you find her?

I wrote something about this on my website. It was the surprise of my life when my uncle, sitting in Beebe, Quebec, told me I could find my mother in Chicago. And there I found her, a tiny old lady in an apartment overrun with cats. Outraged on learning about my five years of suffering as an indentured worker in Hardwick, VT, she spilled the beans on him. It was a week of talk, cold cans of Budweiser, and tasty cheese omelets.


Q: People often ask how you overcame five years of brutal treatment, achieved so much, becoming an author, college professor, and campaigner for peace.

I wouldn’t say I overcame it all. I’m still working on it, as I have every day since 1941. Then, at age twelve, I was grossly underweight, a skinny, trembling bundle of nervous twitching and tics, jumping at every little sound. My father was eager to use me in his new gravestone business, but I was too weak to work the granite. He took me to the first doctor I’d seen in seven years. One look and he hit the ceiling. "WHAT has happened to this child?!" he roared. If not given immediate help, he said, I would die within six months. There was no money for hospitalization; the choice he gave my father was to provide massive doses of vitamins, food and rest, and to report to him every Friday - or go to jail. So, instead of stonecutting, I was assigned to dig a vegetable garden.

Hoeing and planting, I began giving serious thought to my future: My body was emaciated, my emotions unstable, my nervous system disintegrated. Because I had not been allowed to play with other kids, I was not socialized. Having been treated like shit and called a shit, I believed it was true. So with no self esteem and no confidence, I was about to enter 7th Grade as the new kid in school.

After much thought I resolved to start over and build a person: I would make me a life worth living or die in the effort. With a blank slate I would overcome, step by step, the damage done me in my first dozen years. First I built strength with sidewalk roller-skating. Then I joined the Boy Scouts, where I was amazed to be accepted, even liked. Friends, even. Later I learned to read music in the church choir. I taught myself boogie and blues piano, and won attention in school by winning spelling bees and jitterbugging contests. With one step following another over the years, self-improvement became a way of life, daily work toward overcoming the terror-filled, crippling days and nights of child bondage in the Dirty Thirties in Hardwick, Vermont. None of it needed to happen had those hateful and greedy "care-givers" opened their minds and hearts just a crack. So it is that for 70 years Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder has been my companion.


Q: Was there some sort of program, or therapy, on this re-building quest?

Different very painful experiences arose that I had to go thru – which I now call my negative karma. But meanwhile informal therapies seemed to fall my way, i.e., good karma. My few friends – most were artists – introduced me to the joys of classical music. Soon I was drawing, painting pictures, making collages, trying sculpture. A philosophy professor taught me how to use herbs in cooking.

Later there was therapy that brought me back from a dangerous edge more than once. Over subsequent years I had the help of three different psychiatrists and a couple psychologists. They mentored me thru two marriages and two teaching careers, finishing with several years when I was professor of philosophy and sociology of education. It seems like three major life programs: academic learning, emotional/psychological learning, and lastly, spiritual learning.


Q: How is it that you did not relay your maltreatment on to the next generation, "like syphilis" as you like to say? Where did you get the patience?

It was in 1963 that my first son, Henry David, was about to be born. Given that I had no role models I would willingly adopt, what kind of daddy would I be? Aware that I was full of resentment and aggression, I paced the floor fearing that I lacked the patience, the character, to avoid spanking and abusing. (I later learned that it didn’t require patience – but that’s jumping ahead.) I scoured several libraries to see if there was justification for punishing children. Amazingly, there was none, only normal behavior that annoyed humorless control-obsessed adults. I didn’t run across Adler’s books at that time, but it was just then that fate placed a copy of A. S. Neil’s "Summerhill – A Radical Approach to Childrearing" in my path. I read it all night, too excited to sleep. Soon I met John Holt who was beginning a magazine just as I was. We became close friends, comparing notes, and working together on home schooling and humane childrearing.


Q: Surely, given the abuse, you must have been full of resentment if not aggression, hatred if not violence. Yet you claim you never spanked your children, Henry and Russell. That must have taken unusual patience.

One of the surprises of my life was in discovering that it took no patience at all. It took only an understanding of the true nature of all children, their basic goodness, and delighting in that. Seeing them reveling joyfully in normal behavior, and seeing the inhumanity and absurdity in punishing them for it. Remember, I had the advantage of having no parents to provide role models to follow. My mother I never knew, and I surely did not want to be like my father. Altho I had taken many courses in childhood education at Syracuse University, the birth of the boys left me dumbfounded at the magic. Academics didn’t apply to these wonders of nature; the mind learns, but the heart must also. Realizing I knew nothing, I opened my mind and heart, and silently made them my mentors. Thus they became the in-house childrearing experts.

– Norm


TOGETHER, WE CAN STOP THE MALTREATMENT OF CHILDREN. You are invited to join the many others in pledging to interrupt the violence against children. TO SEE THE COMPLETE LIST of those vowing to STOP THE HITTING, visit Norm’s website, PARENTING WITHOUT PUNISHING: www.nopunish.net You are also invited to send us a brief anecdote describing a time you intervened on behalf of a child, and what was effective - or not. There is nothing sold here, nothing to buy. This information is Copyright 2010 by Norm Lee, and offered here free of charge. Commercial use of this material, in whole or in part, is strictly prohibited. Permission is here given to forward a complete document, and/or to print complete copies for friends WITHOUT CHARGE to them. All quoting must provide source, author, and website www.nopunish.net. List addresses are never sold, exchanged or shared. If you wish to be added to the mailing list for this NORM REPORT e-letter, send name and general location (state, city, or country), with "Please subscribe" in the subject box, to normRlee@att.net . If you have received this by mistake, and/or it is unwelcome, simply click Reply and type "Please remove" in the Subject box.


The Norm Report - Month 96

February, 2010
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Who is that stranger inside my skin?
You’re not who you say you are, and
I’m not who you think I am.

WHO ARE WE? [Part Two]

In the beginning there was thought. From this seed we grew our minds, inventing who we are. We can train to see how our mind works; when we do we begin to take charge of our lives. And when we do that, our lives change, too.

We start where we are. None of us are doomed to live constantly under a dark cloud. The same things - the conflicts and the suffering – don’t have to keep happening to us. In this very lifetime we can change the movie we are incessantly creating. We can learn to take control of the thought-stream in our minds; in doing so, we change the flow of our lives. It is not new. Over the span of hundreds of years, some billions of people have so trained. In the past few years this kind of change has been quietly taking place in the U.S. There are people all around us, in every state and country, who are becoming increasingly authentic, compassionate and insightful, as word of the power of the Practice spreads.

Our thoughts are who we are, therefore it is a mark of wisdom to attend to what is going on upstairs. For most of us, it is a chaotic mess of confused thoughts, emotions and fantasies. Scary, indeed, to reflect that "As a man thinketh, so is he." But we are not without hard-won guidelines. Those before us have cleared the path. "The unexamined life is not worth living," a sage tells us. And the profound Socrates summed up his teachings with these two words: "Know thyself."

We begin by noticing our thoughts rise and fall. Weak minds allow thoughts and emotions to run wild, jerking us around like perch on a line. Where do they get that power? We, ourselves, give it to them. We give thoughts permission to kick us around, like the press treated Nixon. His folly – and ours - is in believing they are real. Without belief in the illusions, they lose their power. But with work, we can strengthen our minds by mastering our mental processes.

Similarly, our belief in the reality of thoughts has created the concept "me". With the right training we discover that the true "me" is much deeper, more authentic, more loving than mere daydreams, fantasies, emotions, resentments, and the constant chitchat. It is that unrelenting chatter inside that keeps the false identity alive – the fake "me" that we present to the world.

It is not inevitable. By the hundreds of thousands people like us, right here in the USA, sit down every morning to train their minds in acknowledging the internal dialogue and letting the thoughts go, gradually taking control of their mental processes. Every day people like you and I routinely engage in practices handed down for generations, spiritual practices that have elevated consciousness and brought new and profound insights into the reality of the self and the nature of the mind – all minds.

It is these practices that bring about the clarity of mind that connects us to the real world. Seeing thoughts as insubstantial, i.e., not solid, not real, is what frees us from illusions – so they don’t have us to "kick around anymore". We know who we are and we know what we’re doing because we live in this moment, only. Confident in our Basic Goodness, we let go of the lie of basic sinfulness. No longer do loud critical noises fired about our shortcomings throw us off balance.

We are at ease because we’ve practiced centering. We are on the path of fearlessness. It is also the way to Basic Sanity, since sanity is measured with the yardstick of reality. If you live in the dream world, you can’t function in the real world. With a healthy sense of self we begin to develop insight into our authentic being, and what our purpose is here in this world, in this lifetime. The more we examine our own minds, the more we understand others, and compassion increases and relationships improve.

The discipline of examining requires the right training as well as persistent work. When we see how the mind works, we see how our life works. We’re not stuck with chaos and confusion, living with hope and fear, addicted to indulgence in comfort, temporary highs, and surface satisfaction. When we take responsibility for our actions – and the thoughts that support them – we see the importance of attending to the state of our mind. Awareness is the ability to see what is going on in our mind at present. We can train to see thoughts as they arise, acknowledge them, then release them. "Let it be," sang the Beatles. Relax in peaceful rest, contentment and quietude. The root of our discontent is self-absorption and our fear of being present, of being open, being receptive. In mindfulness of breath we come back to Reality - the Now - which is so precious, so fleeting. Living in the Moment takes discipline. It takes work.

Dr. Wayne Dyer says that by changing your thoughts you change your life. The past is dead, the future is illusion, the Now is a gift. That is why it is called the Present.

– Norm


The Norm Report - Month 95

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Every aspect of our lives is,
in a sense,
a vote for the kind of world
we want to live in.

- Frances Moore Lappe


WHO ARE WE?

We think of ourselves as "realists". When asked, we say we are practical thinkers with open minds, we are reasonable and fair, and we abide by the Family Values taught to us in kindergarten and on mother’s knee. We are against violence, hate and war - but overlook that the very language we use is peppered with aggressive terms and phrases.

We war against drugs, we battle cancer, we fight global warming, we combat teen pregnancy and abortion, we defend, crusade, march, stamp, beat, attack, kill, and Fight! Fight! Fight! Yes, we even fight for non-violence and for Peace. We fight for Love and the Golden Rule. We take up arms for the cause of the Prince of Peace. And we attack our children to protect them from "sin". We need to have our thoughts examined.

If the terms we use are any indication - aggression, conflict, and hate - we are a nation of people addicted to our power to destroy. It appears that our faith in violence as a solution to problems is far stronger than our faith in the god we worship – and in our Basic Goodness as human beings. Children are whacked in the belief that it will make them happier, more socially adjusted.

Faith, by definition, is belief in something despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary. Just yesterday a man, to whom I offered "Kids’ Safe Zone – No Spanking" stickers for his children, shoved them forcefully into my chest while quoting King Solomon’s advice on using the "rod". That’s God’s instruction on childrearing," he growled. "He is still king, you know!" Such insanity abounds.

Every country in the world has signed the UN’s Rights of the Child except two. Yes, the only two countries that have refused to ratify are the U.S. and Somalia. Why are we not outraged? Is it because we feel a child has no rights worth defending? That is how it appears to the world. We have to ask ourselves, What Really Matters? What is really important to me?

In 1941 I was a pre-teen reading Dale Carnegie’s "How To Win Friends and Influence People", the book that triggered the world-wide self-help movement. The one image of Carnegie’s that has always stayed with me is this: We are in love with ourselves, so enamored that we give more attention to a pimple on our nose than we give to 20,000 human beings drowning in an Asian tsunami. I was stunned then, by the truth of it. And today I still ponder on that truth: the egoistic worship of Self far transcends compassion for our fellow beings. Have we not evolved as humans even one step during the past seven violence-drenched decades?

Thirty years after reading Carnegie, I learned - in a Buddhist monastery - that the Self is but an illusion – and a dangerous one at that. The flat fact is that the Self we defend with fists and fantasy is has no basis in reality. It is but a bubble, an idea we harbor and protect in our minds. Having created this self idea in our minds long ago, we maintain it with constant mental chatter, keeping the fiction going with story line after story line. It is this persona – this mental videotape that we unquestioningly take to be real - that we readily defend by force and violence if necessary.

So then we see that we must determine what Reality is, really. If what we’re defending is not really us, who, then, are we? What is genuine? What is Authenticaly me? And how can we acquire the courage to walk out there naked, with no pretentions, no secrets, utterly, completely, open – with nothing to hide, nothing to fear?

WAS 1999 - 2009 THE DECADE OF FEAR?

Are we now beginning another decade of anxiety, dread and terror? We’ve lived thru a period of deep fright, hounded by Islamic fundamentalist crazies threatening death to America, and Christian fundamentalist psychos eager for apocalypic earthly destruction. Add the Rovian manipulations of public fear by government-gone-wrong to the mix, and it may be time to take FDR’s 1932 dictum seriously: "The only thing we have to fear is fear itself." Eventually we’ll have to gird our loins and confront our fears honestly, courageously, and directly. Others, some very wise, have done this before us. None have said it was easy.

They found that the root of our discontent and our depression and our constant apprehension is self-absorption, the self-centeredness that is cited as the culprit in every major religion. With attachment to the illusion of Self comes the fear of being in the present moment. Because being open and receptive to the Now, to Reality, the Truth, is threatening to the Self. But with skilful instruction and persistent practice we can develop the courage to accept the vulnerability and fear of exposure. The craven clinging in terror to self gradually falls away as the imagined protective cocoon of Ego dissipates.

To avoid the Now of reality people everywhere grab at distractions; when not indulging in those not imposed on us by government, church, school, job, and family, we demand more: there is newspaper, sports, Internet, and always the Television god. "Escape!" read the ads, and for a price we can run from the Self we cannot face. When we "Get Away!" from the Now we pay a hefty price, since it generates more stress, anxiety, and relief in negative emotion. We look here and there for things pleasurable, then seek solace by numbing out, and at last in aggression. We can zone out, or grasp, or obsess and rage – or indulge in self-hatred. We can go with the "me first" attitude, and "survival of the fittest", and look out for Number One and concern ourselves with others only if and when it is convenient. We care for others, but only after we have looked out for and satisfied ourselves. The craven clinging to a false Self – the belief that this illusion is worth worshipping, creates what the Buddhists mean by suffering.

– Norm [MORE TO COME]



The Norm Report - Month 94 (Reprinted from May, ‘09)
December, 2009
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Reprinted from May, ‘09
This time, like all times, is a very good one,
if we but know what to do with it.

- Ralph Waldo Emerson


"The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation."

– Henry David Thoreau


In times of national recession, children pay a disproportionate price. The strain and stress their parents are under often breaks out in conflict and violence. In the melee the children’s emotions are overlooked. Too often their suffering is ignored, never addressed, and we learn of it only when we read of it in accounts of the Great Depression written by Studs Terkel and others. The price being paid by children is intolerable; it is incumbent on us to do whatever we can to mitigate that terrible wrong. Since we don’t work in Washington, what can we do about the economy? To begin, we can keep in mind that only happy parents have happy children.

The current national economic unpleasantness puts me in mind of the Seventies, when Sherrie and I set out to the woods to live the life of self-reliance. Inspired by Thoreau’s "Walden" and the Nearings’ "Living the Good Life", I had bolted from a college teaching career in search of authenticity, or as John Holt put it, a "life worth living". (Later, Helen and Scott Nearing became our mentors, then our close friends.) We recognized that life satisfaction was not to be found in playing the economic game, one that we did not choose. Earlier we had suited up and played it, unaware that we were the losers before we left the locker room for the playing field. Then we listened to Helen and Scott, and to Henry David Thoreau, who, more than a century before, had refused to pay the church tax, saying, "I am not a member of anything I have not joined." We realized that the prevailing economic game had been thrust upon us.

Today the sickness of the System is clear to all now that the social fabric we grew up with is disintegrating before our eyes. That need not be bad news, however. If we do not allow ourselves to panic, if we can summon some perspective and wisdom, we can recognize these times as presenting a menu full of wonderful opportunities. Maybe we are being offered a chance to live the kind of life we have long dreamed of living, but lacked the courage to walk out on a "steady" but undependable paycheck. We have to run certain risks if we are to live a life of freedom. In the "simple life" of independent living, we can find deep satisfaction in producing for family and ourselves our basic needs. One bonus is that our values are upgraded in the process. We can, amid the hostility and chaos around us, bring quiet peace and sanity to our nuclear family.

It was November 1976 when Sherrie and I hauled a tiny old camping trailer thru a record-breaking snowstorm to a small, "unimproved" seven acres on the NY State - Pennsylvania border. We had no employment, no friends, no family support, no money, no investments and no credit cards. But we had fierce determination to achieve independence and freedom. Most importantly, we did not fear failure; we had the courage - (some said foolhardiness) - to persist in the face of immense odds. We found it exhilarating.

We knew that taking command of our life was a giant step toward sanity. Facing every day with joy, working with challenges as they arose, doing what we could with the facts of existence, and accepting with joy and gratitude the results of our labor is a thrilling way to live. Carry water from the creek. Cut wood for the stove. Grow vegetables and fruit, keep hens for eggs. Our friend John Holt later put words to it: "This is work worth doing"; This is "a life worth living."

Living the "simple" life was not new to me. I had raised organic vegetables since childhood, and had learned to build with wood and stone. I had become a master teacher, and a published - but threadbare – writer, one who marched to a different drum. Sherrie was a recent graduate with a degree in art history and the fine skills of the art of calligraphy. In ten years’ time we had built two cabins and a two-story home, developed a four-season food garden, and founded and published a national magazine. Together we built a "community of homesteaders" and hosted an annual conference of self-reliant wannabes who came by the hundreds to our 21 acres in New York State’s Fingerlakes Region to choose from our 40 workshops - 10 of them for the children.

We learned first hand how to live "on the edge of the System". We were too poor to pay income tax, but too steeped in abundance to fret about money. When we needed some to print our magazine, we sold firewood by the cord. Or I wrote another article for The Mother Earth News or East-West Journal or Rodale’s Organic Gardening Magazine. Sherrie calligrafied menus for restaurants, award certificates for Corning Glass, and special tributes commissioned for such as Bob Denver. We each taught courses at the local community college: calligraphy by Sherrie, organic food gardening by me. We were later to tour the U.S.A offering a menu of 10 seminars. We knew no people who were as happy as we, nor as wealthy in the real sense of the word.

Equally awesome was the company we were privileged to keep; people who seek self-sufficiency are not there to drink themselves silly. But while learning life-sustaining skills is serious business, it need not be grim. The wonderful homesteading hopefuls attending our annual Good Life Get-togethers brought fiddles, banjos & guitars along with their kids, tents & sleeping bags. We opened with a square dance, and enjoyed pickin’ & singin’ around evening campfires. We were privileged to count as friends celebrities like Pete Seeger, Arlo Guthrie, and John Holt (who brought his cello). From the beginning we were honored to have the support of Helen and Scott Nearing, authors of "Living the Good Life", the back-to the-land "bible" that inspired so many to go "homesteading" during the Sixties. The famous couple came to address our first Festival. After Scott died at age 100, Helen at close to age 90, came to our final Get-together gave inspiring talks, then led a stonewall-building workshop for awe-struck novices.

One needs a healthy mind as well as a healthy body. Such a radical lifestyle change cannot be driven by impulse. Nor can one enthusiastic partner drag along a reluctant spouse. It is a family adventure that requires consensus. Note that this is, without question, one of the most valuable experiences children can have. The values and skills learned will benefit them all their lives. Doing for oneself is a step toward sanity, leagues away from the mind-conditioning and dead-end jobs that deliver years of mind-numbing work, slavish obedience, and a gold watch.

Modern homesteading is not farming. Hordes of well-meaning hippies in the Sixties thought so, and bought too many acres, and a cow and tractor to put on it. They planted crops, neglected the animals and the machinery, and were back in the cities’ cubicles by winter, enslaved by treadmill jobs and a mortgage. It was not arbitrarily that Thoreau’s first chapter of "Walden" was titled "Economy". Scott Nearing said it succinctly: Rule one is Pay As You Go. Eliminate credit cards, pay no interest, visit yards sales & thrift stores, and barter whenever possible. Create a home business. In Vermont the Nearings tapped their maples and sold syrup; when they moved to Maine they picked and sold their blueberries. They called it the "bread labor" needed to bring in the few drachmas to satisfy Ceasar. If you have to file income tax, you’re making too much money.

At the outset the "helpless infant" mentality and the fear that supports it must be shed. We are not as helpless as media and institutions try to convince us. We are growing, changing, and learning beings capable of avoiding ego pitfalls and remembering that we have things to learn from those who have "been there". Fear of failure prevents people using – and discovering – their skills and realizing their potential as mature beings. But there is no need to be conditioned in fear and dread, and walk a "treadmill to oblivion", as Fred Allen called the unhappy life of futility. We are emerging, growing beings, and Bob Dylan sang, "Those not busy being born are busy dying." We are, or can become, capable of providing for ourselves almost all of the things we pay others for. All that’s needed is the openness to learn and the courage to try. We can produce our own goods and supply our own services, and discover that we do have the power to live without creeping and crawling in servile labor for someone else. The current economic crisis offers that valuable, that priceless, opportunity to live the Good Life of self-reliance, and in so doing, we discover who we are.

Once we start examining the way we fritter away time, money & energy in chasing illusions that promise happiness (at the price of freedom & integrity), we find that our homes and our minds are choked with clutter. Only the foolish march into the woods with nothing but a pocketknife, planning to live in a hollow tree and "be happy". With sensible mental preparation, a certain few skills, and the courage to face down threats of failure, one can build a warm and dry shelter, raise food in a small garden, homeschool the children, do home health care and homebirths, and fashion a solar or wind electric power system. You can start this spring. Indeed, the life of self-reliance can begin tomorrow morning with planting a backyard raised-bed organic garden. With a few skills and a few hours of care, it can provide you with a surprising number of near-free nutritious meals. The rich can’t buy more tasty and nutritious produce than that.

To achieve peace in the world, to affect non-violence among neighbors, to accomplish fair distribution of wealth, to change the world one must change oneself. In taking charge of your life you are making a social, moral, and political statement. We can change the System by changing ourselves. Your taking charge of your lifestyle is a powerful social, moral, and political statement. And again, to have happy children, provide them with happy parents.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 93
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There are two kinds of ignorance in this world.
One is the ignorance of not knowing. That kind of ignorance can
always be remedied by simply getting the facts.
The other kind of ignorance, however, is the ignorance of
not knowing that you do not know.

- Bishop John Shelby Spong



Reflections On the Past


"Because That Is Where My Work Is."

The ten weeks since the move to California has allowed me time to reflect on what my purpose was in Gila Valley, AZ, and what the experience taught me. About 4 years ago Dr Lloyd deMause, president of Psychohistory, invited me to speak at the International Convention of Psychohistory in New York University. Before an audience thickly peopled with psychiatrists, I recounted my current challenges in raising awareness of the serious harm that corporal punishment does to children, and suggesting smarter and kinder approaches to child upbringing. The public reaction to my pleas, I told my PH listeners, was virtually unanymous: denial and defensive. A variety of approaches over a 12 year period brought only negative reaction: resentment, then hostility, then public ridicule amounting to abuse. During my talk, one doctor asked, "Why don’t you leave?" My response was immediate and short: "Because that is where my work is."

Tho efforts to oust me from the community grew from tacky and petty to ugly and contemptible, the option of leaving hadn’t occurred to me. Why was this so? Because personal acceptance was not my aim. I was not running for office, nor was I selling anything. Holding no membership in a church or civic group, there was no fear of disapproval or dismissal from those groups. My retirement status protected me from being fired, and the VA provided my medical care. I had no spouse to fret about social standing; I had no school-age children to be picked on by "conservative" teachers and classmates. Who could touch me? I was the designated Untouchable. Worst of all, I refused to be silenced. And that confused everybody.

Meantime, horrific accounts of violence against children continued to appear in the news: Mothers drowned their toddlers, boyfriends shook crying babies until their necks snapped; mass shootings of children took place in schools – and even churches - across the land. In Phoenix a toddler was doused with gas by her father, set afire, and left to die in the road. In area "boot camps" teenagers, at a regular rate, died from the "discipline treatment" dispensed by hired, untrained goons. In a neighboring town an 8-year-old boy kept a record of his father’s spankings. When the total reached one thousand, he shot his father to death. Locally, a dead infant was found in a box in self-storage. In Safford USD a 13-year-old girl, accused by a classmate of carrying ibuprofen, was strip-searched. To her parents’ credit they sued the school, and won the case before the U.S. Supreme Court. The school board, having learned nothing, continued to allow its superintendent to keep a wooden paddle near at hand "in case it’s necessary" to maintain discipline.


Not All News Was Gloomy

Yet, some positive things were happening in Arizona and elsewhere. Three or four years ago brain specialist Dr. Bruce Perry came to Phoenix and disclosed his research findings: Corporal punishment causes chemical and physical changes in the brain of a child. The Arizona legislature began mulling legislation banning corporal punishment in all public schools in the state, a move I had vigorously urged before the Arizona State Board of Education over thirteen years ago. (Several legislators – boasting of their own childhood maltreatment – had screamed at me of the absolute need for "woodshed discipline" - to "deter gang violence".) Since then the Nation has slowly began to awaken. Vigorous work on the part of EPOCH-USA and PTAVE helped raise the number of U. S. states banning CP in public schools to 30 – up from 7 a few years ago. On the world stage, the U.N. made a historic survey of the worldwide maltreatment of children and established humane standards for all authorities to work toward. Alice Miller published yet another book explaining causes of child abuse, and French author Olivier Maurel’s book "Corporal Punishment"is being translated to English as we write. Perhaps the biggest recent news is the announcement of the results of Dr. Murray Straus’ milestone worldwide research showing the correlation between CP and lower I.Q: the harder and more frequent the blows, the lower the I.Q. test scores.

Reform the Reformers - Instead

In a community intent on punishing children "to teach them right from wrong," I was saying "children can do no wrong; they are simply being normal children". Besides, nearly all "misbehavior" is caused by the punitive actions inflicted by authorities in home and school. Punishment, spanking, isolation, time out, all have unintended consequences, Dr. Phil notwithstanding. It is all punishment; making a child feel bad about him or her self, it is all mistreatment, all harmful and unnecessary. The effort to reform is better directed to the spanker, not the spankee. Changes need to take place in those who inflict violence and humiliation on children if there is to be a reduction in violent conflicts in the home and in the streets – and need we say – in the world. The kids are fine, just being kids. We "grown-ups" are the defective ones, conditioned by a system that has stripped us of our birthright of Liberty and made bullying cowards of us. Forcing our children to join us in accepting the harness is a betrayal of their birthright. Rather than enforcing obedience, we are better employed learning and practicing self-discipline.

That message did not find a welcoming audience. Most of the people I was dealing with had never read a book straight thru. TV and video games had shortened attention span to 30-second segments or less. Here was a population of True Believers that, having been spooked by the devil’s symbol of 666, marched on State authorities, forcing a change in the number of the state route that runs thru the small city. Few, if any, had ever experienced liberty in home, school, or workplace. They had grown up in a cocoon where reality was myth, and myth was reality. People having never been challenged, in church, school, or family, to draw a free breath or think an original thought, could not imagine living a life of independence, responsibility, and spontaneity. Should such a one - an "outsider" to be sure – arrive, he would appear as a visitor from Mars or as an escapee from a mental hospital. To be feared, in either case, and driven away.

What Was My Motivation? My Payoff?

It must be asked, What did I get out of it? What was my satisfaction? The motives were multiple, the results gratifying:

  1. My primary focus was to bring about a change in the way children of the Valley were treated. Children everywhere are neglected, maltreated, and abused; differences are only in degree. In this, my adopted community at least, I was determined to find ways to stop it any way I could. Ergo, I needed to try all the methods I could think of, and observe what was most effective.

  2. I wanted to understand what was the center, the marrow of fundamentalist thinking/feeling as regards CP. What drove them to want to hurt children? And why deny it, calling it "good"? "Discipline" was not sufficient cover. It masked deeper, more desperate motives. My studies of Greven, Miller, Straus, deMause, Erickson & Fromm helped me to see the depth of denial, the craven fears they were dragging on from the terror endured in their childhood.

  3. Behind it all was the mind training which I had been practicing daily for years. As with the nature of practice, spiritual or secular, the mistakes made are there to be corrected. For example, anger is allowed, but never hatred. This was not easy for me, having been criminally abused in childhood; I’ve been burdened with a lifelong tendency to engage in a scrap. At times when a parent acknowledges the harmful effects of physical punishment on their child – and yet persists in justifying it, too often my reaction was outrage. Their argument of teaching a child Right from Wrong was too much for me to handle quietly. Again and again I was offered opportunities to practice Patience, thus the spankers became my teachers. If cheerfulness dimmed, I dwelled on thankfulness for my blessings. (One summer I practiced Gratefulness every morning by filling a page listing the benefits, the gifts, surrounding me. Ex.: the trees, sage, cacti, grapevines, and apricot tree in my backyard, then on to the positive qualities of the fundamentalists of my acquaintance. By summer’s end the notebook was full.)
By viewing the cantankerous as my "mirror gurus", I could see the need for tolerance. In the same way the greedy inspired me to generosity, and the negative example of the envious made me more grateful and satisfied with what I already enjoyed. Above all, in 12 years of seeing at deeper and deeper levels the suffering my neighbors’ lives were steeped in, very gradually my feelings of loving-kindness and compassion began to take root and grow. Some forty years ago I had been taught about learning from "street gurus", and here in Graham County, AZ, there was one behind every cactus. Alas, I learn so slowly! It is a cause of regret that I failed to benefit from much that was offered.

-Norm


TOGETHER, WE CAN STOP THE MALTREATMENT OF CHILDREN. You are invited to join the many others in pledging to interrupt the violence against children. TO SEE THE COMPLETE LIST of those vowing to STOP THE HITTING, visit Norm’s website, PARENTING WITHOUT PUNISHING: You are also invited to send us a brief anecdote describing a time you intervened on behalf of a child, and what was effective - or not. There is nothing sold here, nothing to buy. This information is Copyright 2009 by Norm Lee, and offered here free of charge. Commercial use of this material, in whole or in part, is strictly prohibited. Permission is here given to forward a complete document, and/or to print complete copies for friends WITHOUT CHARGE to them. All quoting must provide source, author, and website www.nopunish.net. List addresses are never sold, exchanged or shared. If you wish to be added to the mailing list for this NORM REPORT e-letter, send name and general location (state, city, or country), with "Please subscribe" in the subject box, to normrlee@att.net If you have received this by mistake, and/or it is unwelcome, simply click Reply and type "Please remove" in the Subject box.


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The man who writes

stands up to be shot at.

Thomas Hardy

Leaving Arizona – Part III

When I sent my New Year’s Resolution vowing to intervene in child spanking, no grenade or mortar would have caused more panic in the local paper’s editorial offices. They had prepared a special

section for the many readers’ resolutions expected, but, given their hardline pro-spanking policy, they

would not/could not publish mine. Meetings were held, attorneys consulted. If others were printed but mine omitted, would Lee sue? More meetings. In the end, the paper printed the special "Resolutions" section – without any resolutions. It was a major public embarassment for them, and I was blamed as the cause of it. My words were banned from the paper, and still are now, seven years later.

During the following year more articles appeared defending spanking, i.e., "Spanking Is Good Discipline". More than one editorial railed against "permissiveness" in general and me in particular. They simply could not see that I was teaching discipline – without inflicting punishment. Comic relief came - tho without their intention - the day the editor threatening to spank me if I prevented their "disciplining" their little daughter.

Public Debate

My letters to the editor were challenged by the church-appointed principal of a "Christian" school who had no teacher training whatever, and ‘disciplined" the children by rod and ridicule. His chief selling point for the school was his "Bible-authorized" infliction of corporal punishment by paddle-beating small children in the name of Jesus. Parents who could not afford it herded their flocks to his "care". Letters-to-editor were printed in his support and condemning me, but not one appeared on my behalf. (In fact, during my entire 12 years there, only 3 or 4 people whispered in my ear that they liked what I wrote, but not one individual stood up for me in public.) It became clear that the faux educator’s purpose in debating was not about children’s needs, or even about improving discipine, but "winning," and publicizing his obedience school.

After many months the debate ended abruptly - in mid-winter - when the schoolmaster’s 3-yr-old son was left alone in his back yard (as was family practise), to be babysat by the dogs. This time steers wandered by, the dogs followed the steers, and the baby followed the dogs. Barefoot and naked but for his diapers, the child spent all night in the cold desert among coyotes, scorpions, javalinas, and rattlesnakes. The massive all-night search by neighboring county rescue crews and statewide TV helicopters made national network news. When he was found unhurt next afternoon, the parents declared it a "miracle from Heaven": God had singled them out for his blessing. The debate had ended with the abusive parents enjoying instant celebrity status. They promptly resumed with vigor and self-righteousness their neglect and abuse in home and school.

Alice Miller

Soon after I got online I connected with the emminent Swiss therapist Alice Miller ("For Your Own Good",) and we were soon working together on launching her website and listserve. My monthly PWP newsletters were interrupted with the 9/11 attacks; I re-titled it The Norm Report and focussed on the counseling of traumatized children. Locally, hate fuled by fear put nearly everyone in a war mood. Devout members of Latter Day Saints jumped in excitement to watch the bombing of Baghdad. "I hope they bomb the whole country into a glass parking lot!" one said to me. And how is that reconciled with the teachings of Jesus? I asked. "Sadaam’s city is Sodom, isn’t it? And God destroyed it." I later learned LDS had invented a whole new "Jesus" to suit the ideas of their "prophet".

Barred from committees

Many interesting happenings occurred during the months following the "Resolution" statement. Tho it was not printed, everyone in the Valley heard about it and appeared to have formed an opinion from what they heard. The result was I became the valley pariah. Time after time my efforts to participate as volunteer to a community-supporting group met with rejection.

* Parents Anonymous of Tucson had advertised for help in starting a group locally. I volunteered, and they enthusiastically invited me to dinner. Two days after their arrival – even before we met – a wall went up and I was barred from their meetings without explanation.

* The newly built children’s jail (euphemistically, the "detention center",) called for volunteers to help promote interest in reading. Authorship of "Paperbacks for High School" (Syracuse University Press, 1961,) qualified me, I thought. I could tutor, I said, or design a reading program. Out of the question, I was told. No way that was going to happen. Even to visit.

* At he initial meeting of a home schooling group I offered my experience working with John Holt, author and international authority on home education. That all others present were LDS disqualified me. They accepted the abundantly helpful materials given to them, but never notified me of their second meeting, nor were repeated emails and phone calls returned.

A Moment of Despair

The years-long battle with the local paper raged on. Their editorial position defending corporal punishment presented a solid wall: Defense of spanking and parent-applied CP continued to headline articles and editorials. Rarely was I depressed, indeed the daily challenge was exhilarating. Nevertheless, In in June 2006, my journal reads, "…Six years I have worked to raise local awareness regarding child maltreatment in this backwater, ultra-conservative valley, and I am heartsick. The local newspaper has gagged me, having printed personal attacks in Letters while refusing to print my responses. The community, with complete faith in punishment, has ostracized me for my outspokenness. The city and county leaders have barred my access to more than a dozen community groups for which I have volunteered, including the library committee and a new prison for teenage children, their junior jail."

An appeal to PTAVE and Norm Report readers brought a heartening response. Wonderful letters of support from people opposing CP went zinging in to the weekly Courier editor’s inbox. (Since then, dozens of editors and school boards have felt the sting of the Anti-spank Movement's messages.) Soon after, the editor left to work for a smaller Texas weekly; and was replaced by a spankin' new editor (Pentacostal from Texas) who is even more close-minded than her predecessor. Her first editorial tore into me, leaving little doubt as to why she was hired.

Safeway Calls the Cops – the Sticker Caper

A leader of Children’s Protection Service ended a speech as follows, "Parents are doing the very best they can, we have the very best schools, and no one knows the cause of violence." I could not believe it. I stood and said, "I think (1) parents can do much better, beginning with treating children without violence. (2) Every school in this valley uses corporal punishment as a learning tool, most keeping a paddle at the ready for assaulting kids. (3) For the causes of violence, look no further than this room. Our children suffer violence and abuse in ways we don’t see – and they are trained in violence nearly every day, in the home, in the school, and in the schoolyard." There was silence.

Safeway kicked me out and called the police for giving stickers to two kids (with parents’ permission, as always). I was charged with "leafletting". In the two remaining supermarkets I was tolerated. Each time a Plain Talk booklet posted on a bulletin board disappeared, I posted another. Tho surely some – or many – were trashed, and some defaced, I know some were studied. Parenting and "domestic violence" conferences were held, but always with the focus on wife beating, never on treatment of children. Tho I was no longer invited to speak, audiences came to expect me to stand up and talk about the violence children suffer and the harm it does. (Few knew that I was also speaking to audiences in California, Chicago, and New York.)

County Health Office

Jordan sent NO SPANKING ZONE posters. Of over a dozen stores and offices, only one, (my regular gas station,) let me post it in the window. It was gone the next day. All others places were either hostile or raised solid walls of refusal. From most there was a quick and curt "invitation to leave", the worst being the County Public Health & Safety Officer. Failing to see a connection between the health and keeping children safe from assault, he angrily hurried me to the street while his out-of-control receptionist furiously paced the floor behind us.

CP in the Schools

The paddle-defending (LDS) supervising principle in Thatcher, where I paid my taxes, got her doctorate from a Florida mail-order house, and the supervising principal of Safford Unified School District got his from Brigham Young University. I also knew he kept under his desk a wooden paddle for swatting too-exuberant Middle School younsters. At my calling attention to it before the entire board of education and audience of voters, his face reddened with rage. He leaped from his chair and lunged at me yelling, "I use it only rarely!" Not a valid defense in a question of morals such as beating small children, I said. The board members – LDS to a man – remained adamantly pro-CP, pro-paddle. So much for the myth of Mormon childrearing expertise.

Still fuming about the "outrage" of interfering with the "disciplining" of children, the paper’s hostilities persisted in giving editorial space to the defense of "parents' right" to spank. They were generous in printing personal attacks on me – some legally actionable - but refused to print any of my responding letters. I was standing alone against repeated attacks from religious right-wing zealots, both the "normal" neurotics and the deeply disturbed.

Public Humiliation

In one letter to the paper I used material from Tom Johnson’s booklet (from PTAVE) about spanking and sexual dysfunction, suggesting that, to see the connection between spanking and sexual deviency, simply do an Internet search on "spanking". They will find many references to pornographic sites, I cautioned, pointing out yet another danger of spanking. Enraged letters filled the paper’s Letters section condemning me as a "porn addict." At the time I had underestimated the depth of fear in the valley, the suspecting the worst of others, but bullied by their church and their unconscious lives. In a community already imagining a predator under every bed and gangs leaping barricades to rape their daughters, I was pouring gasoline on a fire.

Late one night I videotaped a PBS documentary about the syphilis epidemic among teenagers in Conyers, Georgia. The somewhat graphic but excellent report covered a widespread outbreak of venereal diseases among dozens of sexually active adolescents, and the deep denial of their parents. Thinking it would be useful to the young (LDS) woman in charge of all adolescent programs – and assuming she was a professional who had read literature in her field, I gave it to her the tape. That was a serious mistake. I had forgotten this was a theocracy, not a meritocracy; she was appointed to her position not because she was qualified, but because she was LDS. I was soon to learn that (1) her Mormon mind could only register shock at the graphic sexual activity, and (2) that she wielded political power quite beyond leading youth programs. In her limited understanding, she was in possession of a pornographic ("sex-gone-wild") videotape, and Norm the porn addict had given it to her.

Soon after, in front of the annual convention of the helping professions in the Valley, (which she was also in charge of,) she stood behind me whispering my name. And close up, her mouth to my ear, her assistant shouted, "Norm!" The packed house roared in laughter at my deafness - which was originally caused by childhood beatings. Two weeks later, believe it or not, the head of the local mental and behavioral health agency duplicated the humiliating stunt by similarly ridiculing my disability before his cackling audience. "They should be ashamed of themselves," emailed my friend Mady Gomez.

Outside the Box

Flashback: Before acquiring a PC, I had carried around a hard copy of my Resolution asking people to "STEP UP to stop the spanking." In three weeks all refused, but at last one person signed on: the butcher at the supermarket. It was then that I began seeking ways to reach beyond the borders of Graham County. With email capability, members of PTAVE immediately joined "Step Up", and soon others as well. Up to then I was feeling walled into the Valley as well as walled out its functions. Then came another huge turning point: Jordan Riak offered to build me a website. That news felt like the Cavalry answering a distress call. For several weeks he worked intensely and tirelessly assembling the site, step by step, teaching himself each task as he worked. Amazingly, he managed to bear the heavy daily work of PTAVE thruout. By January 2002, www.nopunish.net was "on the air", making available the monthly newsletters and a bit of bio info, plus the entire book "ParentingWithout Punishing".

Meantime the debate with the paper’s editor was again heating to a boil. As his defense of spanking showed profound unresolved conflicts, his stridency increasing, I backed off. But my letter to the paper citing the research on spanking’s cause of sexual dysfunction and perversion had inflamed condemnation. Following rumors of the "porn" videotape, the public viewed me as a source of sin and smut. Clearly libelous letters to the editor were printed. At a town meeting the Thatcher town board voted to ban adult bookstores, pointedly singling me out, to ask my objections. Sharing these exchanges via email with others earned its own audience, and at a certain point email letters from PTAVE and STEP UP people came pouring into the editor’s – and publisher’s Inbox. Apparently the publisher felt he had let matters get out of hand and the editor soon found another paper to work for – in a little town in Texas.

Heart Failure

After 3 months of severe chest pains, VA medics, in March 2003, diagnosed heart failure. I had collapsed on my front steps, crawled on hands and knees to my bed, and stayed there all day and all night. Carrying nitroglycerin pills and wearing a nitro patch became my adopted lifestyle. Imagine my appreciation on receiving dozens of caring and supporting messages from friends and relatives. This is only the beginning of the "end game", not the end, I wrote. There’s much more yet to do here. But with medications, regular naps, and no heavy lifting. Three years later would come cancer of the bladder, and two trips on the V.A. surgery gurney in Tucson.

The Shunning

The approach of "comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable" was too fearsome in this closed down community, and I was to learn about the long-held Mormon tradition of "shunning": they set their conditioned minds to driving me from the Valley. Suddenly LDS acquaintances shut down communication; promised emails never arrived; emails to them were not answered. Messages on answering machines were not returned. The half-dozen civic groups in which I held active membership had long since stopped notifying me of times and locations of meetings. No one was actually uncivil to my face – honesty was not their way – but I was clearly a person not to be seen with or associated with. I was "untouchable", as tho a leper. Yet when I sat in the Democrat car in the 4th of July parade playing a kazoo (there was no band), the children called, "Look! There’s the sticker man!" As years passed, the influence of many letters-to-editor, meeting interruptions, countless "spankus interruptus" and many hundreds of stickers and Plain Talk booklets was evidenced by the suble, gradual, but unmistakable change in the treatment of children. I was not driven out, age and deteriorating health required a "Yes!" answer to son Russell when he said, "Get out of that desert and let’s get a house for you in this neighborhood – where we can keep an eye on you." An offer I couldn’t refuse.

Even among the local paper’s staff, it turned out, I was not unanimously condemned. My tenure in Gila Valley ended on this sweet note from the classified ads lady:

9.14.09 Good morning Norm,

…I have very much enjoyed our conversations, you are an interesting person. I wish you well! Living closer to family is a plus, because we always have family. Drop us an e-mail when you can. Have a safe and pleasurable trip to California. - Pat Catlett Eastern Arizona Courier

— Norm



TOGETHER, WE CAN STOP THE MALTREATMENT OF CHILDREN. You are invited to join the many others in pledging to interrupt the violence against children. TO SEE THE COMPLETE LIST of those vowing to STOP THE HITTING, visit Norm’s website, PARENTING WITHOUT PUNISHING: You are also invited to send us a brief anecdote describing a time you intervened on behalf of a child, and what was effective - or not. There is nothing sold here, nothing to buy. This information is Copyright 2009 by Norm Lee, and offered here free of charge. Commercial use of this material, in whole or in part, is strictly prohibited. Permission is here given to forward a complete document, and/or to print complete copies for friends WITHOUT CHARGE to them. All quoting must provide source, author, and website www.nopunish.net. List addresses are never sold, exchanged or shared. If you wish to be added to the mailing list for this NORM REPORT e-letter, send name and general location (state, city, or country), with "Please subscribe" in the subject box, to normrlee@att.net If you have received this by mistake, and/or it is unwelcome, simply click Reply and type "Please remove" in the Subject box.


The Norm Report - Month 91
Aug ’09
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The trouble with the world
is not that people know too little,
but that they know so many things
that ain’t so.

Mark Twain


Leaving Arizona Part 2

Soon after I moved into my home in Gila Valley, Arizona, my next door neighbor suggested I join the Odd Fellows, the I.O.O.F., an organization long known for helping the down-trodden. The application emphasized that no one will be denied acceptance on basis of religion. When the group commander questioned me, I said I am a Buddhist. "I mean, do you believe in God?" I said, "I believe in a higher power, a moral force." Application rejected. Why so? "You don’t even believe in Gawd!" So I joined Neighborhood Watch, and served all twelve years. But tho meetings were held, I was not notified of them despite my repeated requests.

My first letter to the editor of the local weekly paper protested cock fighting, a blood sport with long history in the area. When letters defending this ugly practice claimed that it helped build their children’s character, I had to speak. Since no one else locally was objecting, I allied with protesters from Tucson. Within a few months the AZ State legislature banned cock-fighting.

A notice in the paper caught my eye: "The social workers are meeting every Wednesday a.m. All who are interested in children are invited to attend." That would be me. To my surprise, they were unable to perceive that maltreatment of children was a matter for their professional concern. Then the dawn. The unspoken fact that trumped all other considerations: In this Mormon-dominated group, I lacked the proper religious credentials. That I had taught graduate courses in Syracuse University and graduate sociology courses for State University of New York was not enuf; my degrees were not from Northern AZ Univ. or Brigham Young University, as theirs were.

Deadly Violence in Valley History

Five years before my arrival two high school boys with handguns faced each other on Main Street. One shot the other dead. In this "peace-loving", God-fearing valley, the unthinkable had happened. It was immediately clear to all that the solution lay in more strict parental control. City fathers formed a committee, met for several years, and surfaced with an acronym: S.A.V.E. – Stop All Violence Everywhere. A meeting was announced, ostensibly for public input. I arrived early. The publicized question, How should we prevent youthful violence? had now changed to How can we strengthen our control over teenagers?

The large gathering formed several subgroups for discussion. I voiced my position several times: "The tragic event teaches us that the traditional threats-and-punishment approach is ineffective in these changing times. We have an opportunity here to examine the alternatives to treatment of youth that research shows have proven workable." The subgroup leader’s report to the assembly omitted my views, pretending that the tough-love solution was the group’s consensus. I immediately stood and gave my "minority report". I questioned the wisdom of "cracking down" on teenagers, since it hadn’t prevented the shooting. And as for suggestions of physically punishing rule-breakers, wasn’t that the very violence we are claiming to condemn? The group sat in stunned silence. I could as well have walked in buck-naked. Later I was to understand: Outcomes of "public" meetings are decided beforehand by those in power, i.e., LDS. Meetings serve only to place an appearance of public approval for decisions already made. The original question now morphed into "In declaring war on teenagers, how shall obedience be enforced?" It was tacitly assumed that spanking, whacking, and paddling children was "Godly discipline" by definition – and inflicted with parental "love" (for their own good). From that day forward, every S.A.V.E. meeting and venue changed, with all members notified except the misfit. That would be me.

Parenting Without Punishing

Meantime, at the weekly breakfast meetings, the social workers refused to let me speak. So I began a newsletter, which later formed the chapters of my book, "Parenting Without Punishing". (To access PWP, visit my website.) Hampered by an austerity budget with a meager social security check, I asked for printing costs. Two people - both visiting from out of town – subscribed. Thenceforth I bore the expense, handing copies to all every Wednesday morning.

Word of research on spanking came via a syndicated radio show. A Dr. Murray Straus of New Hampshire Univ. had done extensive studies on spanking practices in U.S.A. My request for free reports brought a quick and generous response. Soon after that I learned of PTAVE’s existence, and, after 40 years protesting CP alone, I was delighted to learn that others thought as I did. A letter to Jordan Riak got a prompt and encouraging answer.

My son Russell, having read my snailmailed newsletters, called and said, "Dad, this should be on the Internet!" I had been working on a MacIntosh, without Internet capability. "Come visit at Xmas," he said. In December 1999 he took me to a computer store and bought me a new PC and printer. Soon I was posting on the Psychohistory Discussion List, which brought responses from Jordan, Mitch Hall, and Dr. Mady Gomez. Thus began a bond both professional and friendship that continues today, over ten years later. Also I was quickly in contact with Alice Miller, who had encouraged my work. Together we began a discussion list similar to Psychohistory’s. Jordan began building a website for me, and now I was reaching beyond the backwater valley’s borders.

Brute Force To ‘Stop All Violence’

The S.A.V.E. group staged a public event to unveil how they would "stop all violence everywhere". County, city, business and church leaders – most wearing the hats of another or two of the above – applauded for speeches calling for the return of the "traditional discipline" of their strict fathers. Meantime, rumors had circulated that gang members from big-city Phoenix were recruiting local teens. A police lieutenant invited from the PHX area described his success there at suppressing youthful exuberance. Then, with heightening drama, he signaled the eight hidden but very large cops to come filing onto the stage. Resplendent in their blue uniforms, each one displayed his lethal automatic weapon, all bore grim facial expressions, all were there to show adult and child alike that forcible means stood ready to put down any youth suspected of breaking a rule. Message: Kids, be afraid. Very afraid.

I challenged the lieutenant from the floor, talked of peaceful means of dealing with children, and pointed out that designating teenagers as the enemy paints a target on every cop’s back. Al other audience members sat in silence. The following week my letters to the paper protesting this misguided program brought a challenge from the "principal" of the local "Christian School", which was run by a local "non-denominational" fundamentalist church. The school advertises that the children attending are guaranteed to learn "traditional discipline". The leader had neither training in educating children, nor prior experience. But he believed in God and Discipline – i.e., spanking and paddling. He and I debated in the pages of the local weekly paper over many months. Then one afternoon, as was their custom, they left their three-year-old in the back yard to be babysat by the family dogs. Some steers wandered in from the adjoining desert, the dogs followed the steers, and the little boy, clad only in diapers, followed the dogs. Darkness fell. Local search and rescue teams began tracking, then PHX TV helicopters covered the surrounding desert - where lurked scorpions, coyotes, rattlers, and javalinas - the night thru. The story made the major TV networks. The child was found late next morning, none the worse for the night in the desert. Neglect is also abuse. The lesson learned by the parents was not what I had hoped: "Miracle! Praise God! Our prayers are answered! Miracle! Thank you, Jesus!" Congratulations poured in to these triumphant parents.

PTAVE’s Plain Talk and Stickers

Jordan began sending me the just-printed Plain Talk About Spanking, which I kept posted on the two main supermarket bulletin boards. For several days during Spank Out Week I sat at an info table with literature. For two hours a nice woman from CPS sat with me. (The only positive recognition I got in those 12 years was a certificate of appreciation from CPS.) I handed out PTAS booklets, on the street, but my main work was in the two supermarkets. At first I’d listen for a child’s cry, and hurry to stop or prevent hitting. Anything to distract and release tension, I offered popcorn or peanuts, tooted a kazoo, acted the clown. Intervention took so much out of me that I looked for an easier way. I learned to "read’ parent/child situations, (hurried/harried parent, and/or fussy/overtired child) and moved to prevent outbreaks by clowning, whistling, anything to distract and relax with laughs. But what really turned things around was the advent of the PTAVE stickers: KIDS' SAFE ZONE: No Spanking. When I used up one roll of 500, Jordan sent me another one. Only twice did parents give me a sour response, while many hundreds thanked me and smiled.

The Sep 11, ’01 attack on NYC skyscrapers further traumatized this community that was already in deep fear. Local editorials screamed for massive military response, and I watched in shock as Mormon acquaintances rejoiced at the bombing of Baghdad. "It’s the Sodom in the scriptures," they said. "I hope all Iraq is nuked down to a glass parking lot!" And how is that reconciled with the teachings of the Prince of Peace? "Jesus (God) destroyed Sodom didn’t he?"

In December 2001 the paper asked all readers to send in their New Year’s resolutions. Mine sent panic into the editorial offices of the paper, which had long defended its spanking "policy". The simple emailing of my Resolution marked me as a bigger threat than Osama:

"I RESOLVE to continue to work to free children from the tyranny of physical punishment, however, wherever, or for whatever "justification" it is inflicted, and by whoever's hands, whether parents, school officials, or other bullies. I do this because I believe it is the most important contribution I can make toward reducing and preventing violence, hatred, and crime in my community, and thus to increase the happiness of all.

"Accordingly and by extension, I resolve, wherever (in public) I see a child being spanked, slapped, shaken or subject to any other physical or emotional violence, I will interrupt and interfere - on the spot - without regard for the consequences to myself. My conviction is that no one deserves to be hit, that no one has a right to strike a child, and that children are not the property of parents, schoolmasters, or the State, but are younger citizens of this community. I consider it my civic and moral duty to prevent their being harmed."

Norm Lee, Next: Breakthru


The Norm Report - Month 90
July 1, 2009
E-mail: norm@bmi.net
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We are visitors on this planet…
during this period we must try to
do something good, something useful
with our lives.

H. H. Dalai Lama


Leaving Arizona

After nearly 24 years in this overheated state, I’m moving on, leaving this hostile "desert floor" for the lush San Joaquin Valley of California. Destination: East of San Franciso & the Bay Area, near Yosemite National Park, where there is abundant fresh water, vineyards by the dozen, friendly, awake people, and my son, Russell. He has found a house near his, on which he is currently applying his multiple skills to doing what needs to be done there before I arrive.

The Plan: Russ flies here in a fortnight, we load a UHaul truck, then joyfully release the surly bonds of this desert land of scorpions, rattlesnakes, black widows, tarantulas, javalina, coyotes, and gila monsters, all of which I’ve confronted in my back yard. To be fair, there are also bunny rabbits, squirrels, my brilliant resident Cardinal and his wife, hilarious roadrunners, hundreds of bird types, and, every morning, 40 quail who come for their breakfast, all with the backdrop of magnificent Mount Graham. In many ways, I’ve learned to love this place.

Russell, Sherrie and I came to AZ in 1986 from the Finger Lakes of NY State, my bronchitis forcing the move. We hauled Spook (pony) & Jenny (burrow) in a horse trailer behind us. Greed and hatred are everywhere, we know, but here it was rampant. We saw this sign: "Welcome to Arizona. Now go home." Countless Arizona enterpreneurs greeted us with sneering comments about our NY license plates - unless we bought something. Clearly these xenophobic "Zonies" hated and feared (read: resented and envied) New Yorkers, and supposed we and the entire state population lived in Manhattan. (Yet they’re addicted to NYC TV programs.) They felt inferior, and we agreed. Sherrie and I are experienced gardeners who’d survived raising our food and we knew those horticulturally deprived cowboys were buying their produce in supermarkets. They couldn’t grow a carrot to save their saddle.

We three bought a manufactured home in Glendale (akin to Phoenix), where Russ framed home in the a.m. and worked his way to a degree at AZ State Univ. in the p.m. Sherrie and I sought to get established in the magnificent and artsy Sedona & Oak Creek Canyon. She taught calligraphy courses in Northern Arizona University, and freelanced in the art community while I wrote feature articles for the art section of the Sedona Times. It was part-time but steady writer-photographer work as I was teaching a creative writing course at Yavapai College.

In rapid succession, the semester ended, the newspaper ceased publication, the college severed relations and Sherrie and I parted after eleven years of remarkable achievements together. Starting from a rented plot of land, we had bought 22 acres of prime Finger Lakes land, built two cabins and a two-storey home, founded and published a national magazine, created a "community of homesteaders", fielded annual self-reliant festivals for hundreds of our readers, and traveled the speaker’s circuit offering ten seminars from NY to California. I was - and am - fiercely proud of Sherrie’s work and our work as a team. We remain close even today, after nearly 20 years in love (and counting).

Back in Glendale, confident I would find my group, I joined the Phoenix peace organization in protesting the Gulf War. It was astonishing and puzzling to be treated uncivily by people ostensibly devoted to Peace. When questioned, I had foolishly admitted to 30 years experience in street protest and civil disobedience. That proved to be unacceptable, even offensive, since no one there was better qualified. So I was cast not as an ally, but a threat. Following a public talk I had given, a reporter from a large Phx paper called asking to interview me. After 5 minutes of questions the reporter huffed, "So! You’re one of those Eastern liberal professors!" and hung up the phone. It never saw print. I quickly learned that what we knew as the extreme right-wing John Birch Society line is here called "conservative".

Russ met Audrey; found computer work in a company that recognized his disciplined work ethic, soon promoted him to salaried and sent them U-Hauling it to Lodi, CA. Alone again and all but friendless, I taught short-term writing courses in five colleges, and extended gardening courses in Glendale and Tucson. I had been talking with state legislators urging laws prohibiting CP in schoools (and encountered lawmakers raging at my audacity in challenging sacred "woodshed discipline") when Diane Bishop, president of the State Board of Education, called a hearing on the matter of school corporal punishment. I testified. At voting time my testimony was cited as critical: with only one dissenting, the vote was abolishment. Jubilant, I left for Mexico, joyful that CP was outlawed in Arizona. On my return I found that the AZ attorney general had ruled that only the legislature could stop schools from battering kids with paddles. Winter months I lived in a Mexican fishing village on the Sea of Cortez, where I found real friends. There I helped build a schoolhouse, raised an organic garden, smuggled tools & clothes to them, played "The Little Mermaid" video for the delighted kids. With the solar panels I had installed on my motor home roof powering my MacIntosh, there I wrote several books.

Back in Glendale the nice lady manager of the mobile home park had retired, replaced by an ill-humored German couple whose principle approach was to issue orders and dominate the residents under their "command". Worse, they allied with the Swastika-waving Nazi who lived a few doors from me, forming an axis to enforce the New Order. For years this was a peaceful park, but under the new regime the Nazi grew bold and took hissing "swine" at me and shrieking "Seig heil!" when I passed until I wearied of it and stood up to him. In brief: After my futile attempts at organizing resistence among park residents, Adolf (I’m not making this up) called in his skinhead harrassing team. They buzzed me for days circling on their Harleys, then the managers served legal notice for me to leave the park.

When I sought a restraining order to keep the Nazis out of my face, (the cops would do nothing), the Justice of Peace scheduled a "trial". At the outset the judge, also German, issuing decisions in a heavy gutteral accent, disallowed my speaking altogether, and cast me as the defendant. I was not allowed to answer Adolf’s accusations, or even to question his lying witnesses; thus I was characterised as the harasser of Adolf and the Skinheads. I had found myself in a festering nest of Holocaust deniers still loyal to the Third Reich. I said goodbye to my only friend, the Glendale librarian, and sought more peaceful climes. I would go where I could garden all year round.

On a map of temperature zones, there was, in remote Graham County, a small, secluded valley between two mountain ranges. I checked it out. It is my custom, when I see a beautiful child or baby, to clap my hands in glee and exclaim, "How beautiful!" There in Gila Valley the people smiled appreciatively and proudly said, "Thank you!" Whenever I did that in Glendale or Phoenix, they called the police. So I moved to Graham County and bought a home. The following week my neighbor said, "You can’t buy a tube of toothpaste here without supporting the LDS church." I had landed in a Mormon-ruled community. Thus began my 12+ years in the fundamentalist Gila Valley, Arizona, with its 36 denominational and "non-denominational" churches, and 37 Latter Day Saints churches or "stakes". Plus several catholic churches for the Mexicans, both documented and not. Sin is a thriving business here, with its five several lockups, including federal and state prisons, the county prison, the children’s jail ("Juvenile Detention Center"), and several other slammers. Most of my neighbors are prison guards, nearly every school, business and political & law enforcement institution is headed & controled by LDS.

I came here without an agenda. What, I asked myself, is the best thing I can contribute to my new community? I could teach writing, or how to make A’s in college, or speed reading, or yoga, or Buddhism, or self-reliant living, or food gardening, or home schooling… One morning, breakfasting in a diner, I saw a woman drag her 10-year-old boy into the ladies room and wallop the daylights out of him as he screamed for help. I could get no one, employee or patron, to go in there and put a stop to the abuse. In that instant I knew what I had to give to this community in Gila Valley, Arizona. What lay ahead was my biggest and toughest challenge in Arizona. - Norm

[Next month: Children’s Advocate.]

TOGETHER, WE CAN STOP THE MALTREATMENT OF CHILDREN. You are invited to join the many others in pledging to interrupt the violence against children. TO SEE THE COMPLETE LIST of those vowing to STOP THE HITTING, visit Norm’s website, PARENTING WITHOUT PUNISHING:www.nopunish.net You are also invited to send us a brief anecdote describing a time you intervened on behalf of a child, and what was effective - or not. There is nothing sold here, nothing to buy. This information is Copyright 2009 by Norm Lee, and offered here free of charge. Commercial use of this material, in whole or in part, is strictly prohibited. Permission is here given to forward a complete document, and/or to print complete copies for friends WITHOUT CHARGE to them. All quoting must provide source, author, and website www.nopunish.net. List addresses are never sold, exchanged or shared. If you wish to be added to the mailing list for this NORM REPORT e-letter, send name and general location (state, city, or country), with "Please subscribe" in the subject box, to norm@bmi.net. If you have received this by mistake, and/or it is unwelcome, simply click Reply and type "Please remove" in the Subject box.


The Norm Report - Month 89
June, 2009 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
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Over 25,900 visits

There are only two elements here,
Beauty and truth:
Beauty in the hearts of lovers,
And truth in the arms of the
Tillers of the soil.

                                        - Kahlil Gibran: "The Prophet"



A Family Project Where All Can Participate

Fantasizing about the self-reliance lifestyle if fine – unless daydreaming is the destination. Here is a first vital step nearly anyone can take in the direction of independent living. We may have been growing vitamin-rich alphalfa sprouts, making granola and yogurt, and now we begin digging a vegetable garden. Few projects deliver more benefits for the family. Even a small salad garden can involve each of its members. The joys begin with planning the garden layout and ordering the right varieties of seeds, and then continue daily until the harvest fills your salad bowl and dinner plate. Here are basic guidelines, for boosting production and avoiding pitfalls of building and tending a back yard food garden. If a few square feet are not available outside your kitchen door, see if there is a community garden in your neighborhood.

[My credentials: For five years in the late thirties I raised produce and sold it door-to-door, years before the terms ‘chemical fertilizers", "pesticides", "herbicides" and "organic" were invented. 1941 – 1947: Raised a WWII family "victory garden". 1970s, ‘80s, & ‘90s: published articles on food gardening in dozens of national magazines. I also wrote several gardening books, taught courses, and led workshops and seminars from New York to California.]

ANYONE CAN DO IT - In a small planting area, with massive use of compost and mulch and planting intensively, you can raise an abundance of food in deep-dug raised beds with only four hand tools. Bonus: A virtually workless, bug-free, weed-free bountiful garden if you know what you’re doing and stay away from USDA "Master Gardener" types: They would have you till the earth to death and toss chemicals into your compost. Forget their soil-testing, tractor-riding, poisonous miniature farming methods. Remember that USDA has persistently tried to kill natural growing since the 1930s and even today will sneer at organic gardeners. Raising a kitchen garden does not mean playing farmer-in-the-dell. CAUTION: the second most common mistake (first is chemical use,) is planting too large an area, and buying expensive tools like tillers. This is a set-up for failure.

HOW TO BEGIN - Keeping in mind that YOU are not growing anything; you are creating the right conditions for plants to thrive. You are a humble servant of the soil: take care of the soil and the good earth will feed you abundantly. In a word, "compost"- noun and verb. Compost is mulch material mixed with topsoil; mulch is what you use to cover and protect the earth that gives your food plants nutrients and strength.

NATURAL (organic): COMPOST - Any gardener worth the name makes his own garden soil, using the free materials at hand: decaying hay, green leafy cuttings, raw kitchen scraps, leaves, manure (horse or steer), and, if soil is too acidic, wood ashes. Compost is the key to a healthy productive garden. It supports plants so strong they send bugs away to find weak & diseased plants elsewhere. It is compost that produces healthy, vitamin-loaded vegetables for your family’s plates and palates. Use copious amounts of compost and you’ll have no need of soil testing, chemicals, or bug-killing poisons.

MULCH – This is the major work-saver that defeats weeds, the bane of home gardeners everywhere (else). The work of weeding has discouraged millions of hopefuls who failed to make use of the free mulching materials surrounding them: grass clippings, leaves, hay, chipped bark, pine needles, even newspapers. The mulch keeps weeds from sprouting, keeping the soil moist and soft while slowly feeding nutrients to the roots. I’ve never made compost by piling up the materials, mixing and turning the stuff over to "cook" them down. Too much work. My goal: a workless garden, one which is weedless, bugless, and disease-less, and at minimum expense. Use that energy to dig deeper beds. The roots will thank you.

DEEP-DUG RAISED BEDS: Here is another work-saver - once the digging is done. Stake out a seeding bed two feet by 12 feet. Take 15 minutes a day and dig out the soil at least a foot deep, two feet is twice as good. This is what I did in preparing the cement-like soil of the Arizona desert floor. [Key: Do Not Hurry.]

A study done in the twenties showed that the roots of beets will grow to 10-foot depths – IF unhampered by rocks or hardpan. Even lettuce will reach 7+ feet; tomatoes, cabbage, & beans, 5 ft. TV "gardeners" will say you can grow food on six inches of soil on your garage roof. That’s nonsense talk. It’s possible only by soaking it with chemicals, (and reaping diseased produce). I dig down two feet (min.), and pile up a third foot above ground. Don’t ask a crippled plant for food.

After removing rocks, fill the excavation with compost or layered compost materials – (called "trench composting"). The intensively- spaced plants will need copious amounts of compost for their roots to thrive. When topped with rich topsoil, you’ll have a seeding bed for your workless garden. For the remainder of the season it will need only 22 minutes a day to keep producing better, fresher, tastier gourmet vegetables than can be found in the market at any price.

WHAT TO PLANT – Outline on paper a 2-ft by 12-ft planting bed in 12x12-inch squares. Pencil in your choice of vegetables. My suggestions:

  • In 4 squares, set out 1 tomato plant in center of each;
  • In 4 squares, 2 lettuce each (in diagonal corners): Red Leaf or Butterleaf;
  • In 4 squares, 4 bush beans each (1 in each corner);
  • In 4 squares, 1 broccoli in center of each;
  • In 4 squares, 1 green pepper in center of each;
  • In 4 squares at end of bed, set out 2 yellow summer squash or zucchini.
At your garden supply store, buy the tomato, broccoli, green pepper and zucchini plants, plus a bag of onion sets for green onions. In future, you can start them yourself in flats.

WHAT TO INTERPLANT - Here is a method that can double your yield per square while discouraging bugs. Under the large, slow-growing plants you can raise earlier or smaller goodies. In the same square as tomatoes, set out onions; with lettuce, sew carrots or radishes; with broccoli, spinach; with zucchini, radishes; with bush beans, beet greens. As a general rule, place onion sets everywhere there is a bug threat. Also plant any herb that stinks, like basil in the tomato patch. Aromatic to you, but repulsive to bugs. Cabbage/broccoli worms and slugs you have to pick them by hand in the early morn, the lovliest time of day.

WILL WORK FOR FOOD – It’s a family garden - involve all those who eat. Children can change attitudes about food and nature as they care for growing plants. I remember my little son who would not eat a tomato, but buried his dinner in ketchup. How astonished he was when he realized that ketchup is all spices and pureed tomatoes! Appreciation for our food and how it is created is, at any age, an important lesson about life and existence. LAST WORD: Collect vegie kitchen scraps – raw, green, organic – and bury those compost materials in your garden.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 88
May, 2009 E-mail:
norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee’s website: www.nopunish.net

"This time, like all times, is a very good one,
if we but know what to do with it."

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Note: Events of the past two months have prevented my issuing regular Norm Reports, a cause of regret for one habituated to meeting editorial deadlines. The merriment of my birthday party (March 2,) was a joyous occasion of good food, good wine, and loving friends gathered to celebrate my survival of 80 years, but that was not what kept me from my screed. I blame my computer, given as it is to bouts of jealous resentment, grousing at neglect for my gallavanting to the Coast. It continues to pout & snarl, causing me four times the work & time previously needed to get out a page. I may yet join a Luddite technophobic group in Saskatchewan.

"The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation."

– Henry David Thoreau

In times of national recession, children pay a disproportionate price. The strain and stress their parents are under often breaks out in conflict and violence. In the melee the children’s emotions are overlooked. Too often their suffering is never addressed, and we learn of it only when we read of it in accounts of the Great Depression written by Studs Terkel and others. The price being paid by children is intolerable; it is incumbent on us to do whatever we can to mitigate that terrible wrong. Since we don’t work in Washington, what can we do about the economy? To begin, we can keep in mind that only happy parents have happy children.

The current national economic unpleasantness puts me in mind of the Seventies, when Sherrie and I set out to the woods to live the life of self-reliance. Inspired by Thoreau’s "Walden" and the Nearings’ "Living the Good Life", I had bolted from a college teaching career in search of authenticity, or as John Holt put it, a "life worth living". (Later, Helen and Scott Nearing became our mentors, then personal friends.) We recognized that life satisfaction was not to be found in playing the economic game, one that we did not choose. Earlier we had suited up and played it, unaware that we were the losers before we left the locker room for the playing field. Then we listened to Helen and Scott, and to Henry David Thoreau, who, more than a century earlier, had refused to pay the church tax, saying, "I am not a member of anything I have not joined." We realized that the prevailing economic game had been thrust upon us.

Today the sickness of the System is clear to all now that the social fabric we grew up with is disintegrating before our eyes. That need not be bad news, however. If we do not allow ourselves to panic, if we can summon some perspective and wisdom, we can recognize these times as presenting a menu full of wonderful opportunities. We may be offered a chance to live the kind of life we have long dreamed of living, but lacked the courage to walk out on a "steady" but undependable paycheck. One has to run certain risks if we are to live a life of freedom. In the "simple life" of independent living, we can find deep satisfaction in producing for family and ourselves our basic needs. A bonus is in upgrading our values in the process. We can, amid the hostility and chaos around us, bring quiet peace and sanity to our nuclear family.

It was November 1976 when Sherrie and I hauled a tiny old camping trailer thru a record-breaking snowfall to a small, "unimproved" acreage on the NY State - Pennsylvania border. We had no employment, no friends, no family support, no money, and no credit cards. But we had fierce determination to achieve independence and freedom. Most importantly, we did not fear failure; we had the courage - (some said foolhardiness) - to persist in the face of immense odds. We found it exhilarating. We knew that taking command of our life was a giant step toward sanity. Facing every day with joy, working with challenges as they arose, doing what we could with the facts of existence, and accepting with joy and gratitude the results of our labor is a thrilling way to live. Carry water from the creek. Cut wood for the stove. Grow vegetables and fruit, keep hens for eggs. Our friend John Holt later put words to it: "This is work worth doing", he said. "It’s life worth living."

Living the "simple life" was not new to me. I had raised organic vegetables since childhood, and had learned to build with wood and stone. I became a master teacher and a published - but threadbare – writer, one who marched to a different drum. Sherrie was a recent graduate with a degree in art history and the fine skills of the art of calligraphy. In ten years’ time we had built two cabins and a two-story home, developed a four-season food garden, and founded and published a national magazine. Together we built a "community of homesteaders" and hosted an annual conference of self-reliant wannabes who came by the hundreds to our 21 acres to choose from our 40 workshops - 10 of them for the children.

We learned first hand how to live "on the edge of the System". We were too poor to pay income tax, but too steeped in abundance to fret about money. When we needed some to print our magazine, we sold firewood by the cord. Or I wrote another article for The Mother Earth News or East-West Journal or Rodale’s Organic Gardening Magazine. Sherrie calligrafied menus for restaurants, award certificates for Corning Glass, and special tributes commissioned for such as Bob Denver. Each of us taught courses at the local community college: calligraphy by Sherrie, organic food gardening by me. We were later to tour the U.S.A offering a menu of 10 seminars. We knew no one who were as happy and "wealthy" as we.

Best of all was the awesome company we were privileged to keep. People who seek self-sufficiency are not there to drink themselves silly. While learning life-sustaining skills is serious business, it need not be grim. The wonderful homesteading hopefuls attending our annual Good Life Get-together brought fiddles, banjos & guitars along with their kids, tents & sleeping bags. We opened with a square dance, and enjoyed pickin’ & singin’ around evening campfires. We were privileged to count as friends celebrities like Pete Seeger, Arlo Guthrie, and John Holt (who brought his cello). >From the beginning we were honored to have the support of Helen and Scott Nearing, authors of "Living the Good Life". That is the book that became the back-to the-land "bible" that inspired so many to go "back to the land" during the Sixties. The famous couple helped us launch our first Festival. At our final Get-together, (after Scott died at age 100), Helen, approaching age 90, led a stonewall-building workshop for awe-struck novices.

One needs a healthy mind as well as a healthy body. Such a radical lifestyle change cannot be driven by impulse. Nor can one enthusiastic partner drag along a reluctant spouse. It is a family adventure that requires consensus. Note that this is, without question, one of the most valuable experiences the children can have. The values and skills learned will benefit them all their lives. Doing for oneself is a step toward sanity, leagues away from the mind-conditioning and dead-end jobs that deliver years of mind-numbing work, slavish obedience, and a gold watch.

Modern homesteading is not farming. Hordes of well-meaning hippies in the Sixties thought so, and bought too many acres, and a cow and tractor to put on it. They planted crops, neglected the animals and the machinery, and were back in the cities’ cubicles by winter, enslaved by treadmill jobs and a mortgage. It was not arbitrarily that Thoreau’s first chapter of "Walden" was titled "Economy". Scott Nearing said it succinctly: Rule one is Pay As You Go. Eliminate credit cards, pay no interest, visit yards sales & thrift stores, and barter whenever possible. Create a home business. In Vermont the Nearings tapped their maples and sold syrup; when they moved to Maine they picked and sold their blueberries. They called it the "bread labor" needed to bring in the few drachmas to satisfy Ceasar. If you have to file income tax, you’re making too much money.

At the outset the "helpless infant" mentality and the fear that supports it must be shed. We are not as helpless as media and institutions try to convince us. We are growing, changing, and learning beings capable of avoiding ego pitfalls and remembering that we have things to learn from those who have "been there". Fear of failure prevents our using – and discovering – our skills and realizing our potential as mature beings. No need to be conditioned in fear and dread to work on a "treadmill to oblivion", as Fred Allen called the unhappy life of futility. Bob Dylan sang, "Those not busy being born are busy dying." We are, or can become, capable of providing for ourselves almost all of what we pay others for. All that’s needed is the openness to learn, and the courage to try. We can produce our own goods and supply our own services, and discover that we do have the power to live without creeping and crawling in servile labor for someone else. The current economic crisis offers that valuable, that priceless, opportunity to live the Good Life of self-reliance, and in so doing, we discover ourselves.

Once we start examining the way we live our lives, the frittering away of time, money & energy in chasing illusions that promise happiness (at the price of freedom & integrity), we find that our homes and our minds are choked with clutter. Only the foolish march into the woods with nothing but a pocketknife, planning to live in a hollow tree and "be happy". With sensible mental preparation, a certain few skills, and the courage to face down threats of failure, one can build a warm and dry shelter, raise food in a small garden, homeschool the children, do home health care and homebirths, and fashion a solar or wind electric power system. You can start this spring. Indeed, the life of self-reliance can begin tomorrow morning with a backyard raised-bed organic garden. With a few skills and a few hours of care, it can provide you with a surprising number of near-free nutritious meals. The rich can’t buy more tasty and nutritious produce than that.

To achieve peace in the world, to affect non-violence among neighbors, to accomplish fair distribution of wealth, to change the world one must change oneself. In taking charge of your life you are making a social, moral, and political statement. We change the System by changing ourselves. Your taking charge of your lifestyle is a powerful social, moral, and political statement. And again, to have happy children, provide them with happy parents.

- Norm


The Norm Report -Month 87
March, 2009 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: www.nopunish.net - Over 24,800 visits

" I think my advocacy of children's rights stemmed from
that year when I was abused and traumatized."

-Mitch Hall


Norm Lee: What were the political influences in your youth? What are the roots of this social conscience?
Mitch Hall: My family from my mom's side, the ones who raised me, were all Jews who had come originally as refugees to escape the pogroms and poverty of Eastern Europe. They tended to be politically liberal, and they abhorred war. My maternal grandmother's oldest brother was killed in Europe as a soldier in WWI before the family had emigrated from Europe. They were from Latvia and had moved to London. In high school my mom had written an essay on the causes of war, which she found to be greed, and she won a city- wide essay contest for which she was honored. My mom's brother Ray was wounded in the Battle of the Bulge in WWII, and his homecoming was a moment when I, as a very young child, saw my grandparents the most joyous I'd ever seen them. I felt strongly against war as a kid, prayed for the end of the Korean War, and kept for many years the newspaper announcing the truce had been reached.


NL: At what point did you became a pacifist, and commit your life to resisting war?
MH: As a young boy I saw a documentary about Gandhi and nonviolent resistance.

There was a small Indian man in a loincloth leading many people in a march to the sea for salt, and to sit on railroad tracks to block trains. Wow, I realized that I, too, could sit down, cross my legs, and refuse whatever did not serve my needs. My first Gandhi- inspired act, one of many in my life, of nonviolent refusal to cooperate with something, came about when I decided I did not want to go through with the bar mitzvah for which I had been preparing in Hebrew school. When the time came for me to leave for "schul.", I sat cross-legged on my grandparents' living room floor (age 11 or 12). No amount of arguing, cajoling, punishment, or manifest disappointment on the part of adults could dissuade me from my decision. I felt I belonged to all of humanity and did not want to be confirmed as a member of only one ethnic, religious group.

The fact that my dad, whom I did not yet know personally, was Christian, and that my own group identity was mixed and ambiguous in those years was undoubtedly a part of it. This was another influence. I questioned people's collective identities. I had a mixed heritage. Some Jews were prejudiced against me because of my non-Jewish name and, in their eyes, appearance. Yet in Hebrew school I had been learning about the one God who had created all. People did not act that way. I looked inside myself, metaphorically speaking, to find the admixture of two different ingredients, like chocolate and vanilla ice cream, but all I found was one person. When I looked in others' eyes, I saw that each was just one person as well, despite superficial differences. So, I wanted to be part of all humanity, not of one separate group.


NL: And in this search for who you were, you encountered many answers.
MH: As for identity, I spent a year in Detroit, coinciding with second-grade. My mom had married an abusive, violent, racist, orthodox Jewish man who traumatized me.

despite his supposed piety. In the basement of the same building, owned by the stepfather's equally abusive mother who lived upstairs, was a warm, nurturing, working- class. African-American woman named Lilly. She took in clothes to launder for a living. The stepfather had forbidden me to associate with Lilly, but my mom let me hang out with Lilly provided her husband was away and did not know about it.

Lilly befriended me, loved me, laughed at my humor, and gave me a sense of safety when I was with her. She influenced the rest of my life. When I joined the civil rights movement while in high school and college, opposing racism and prejudice, the lessons learned in Detroit, positive ones from Lilly and negative ones from the stepfather, were strong influences on me. I think my advocacy of children's rights also stemmed from that year when I was abused and traumatized. Fortunately, there were enough positive influences in my life for me to learn that not all adults treated children that way.


NL: When was it that you worked in Europe for the FOR?
MH: I worked in Europe for a year (1970) as an organizer for the International Fellowship of Reconciliation. I had found an ad in a publication on the floor after a workshop at Columbia. The call was for someone who spoke at least one other European language and understood the importance of the looming environmental crisis. I applied. The night before the interview I had a vivid dream in which I saw a room with a fireplace. On the mantle were a picture of Gandhi and an ivy plant whose stems and leaves grew over and around the picture. When I reached the FOR headquarters in Nyack, NY, (and this was the first time I'd ever been there), I was asked to wait for my interview in a room that was exactly what I had seen in my dream. I had a sense I'd get this job, and I did.

I had offices first in Brussels and then in Paris and traveled in eight different nations in connection with my work for peace and ecological sustainability. Organizing an ecology conference in Menton. France, I invited ecologists to participate and arranged for the hotel and conference hall in Menton. The conference produced a document, the Menton Message, which, translated and printed, was circulated in France, Belgium, and Switzerland. Other people circulated the document in other parts of the world. It was published in the NY Times and UNESCO Courier, presented to U Thant in a ceremony at the UN, and became a working paper at the first UN Conference on the Environment in Stockholm in 1972. The documents from that work are archived in the library at Swarthmore College as historically important to the peace movement.

While in Europe, I also was a liaison for the FOR with many peace movement and social justice leaders in nine nations. I met with Danilo Dolci, called the Italian Gandhi, in Sicily and with the exiled Brazilian educator Paolo Freire at his office and home in Geneva. I also worked with people from the Overseas Vietnamese Buddhist Association in Paris, including Thich Nhat Hanh and Vo Van Ai. The latter is a significant human rights activist to this day. A split had occurred among the Vietnamese Buddhist peace activists, with many becoming disillusioned with TNH, who later became even more famous and popular.

While at Norwich University I taught undergraduate courses on the sociology of racial and ethnic relations. For ten years at this institution I was director of an undergraduate program dedicated to preparing students for service leadership in intercultural contexts, such as in the Peace Corps. I collaboratively developed the curriculum with the adjunct professors' whom I hired and supervised. Students in the program conducted focus groups around the university to assess student attitudes about diversity issues. On the basis of the information gathered, the students and teachers made recommendations to the university leadership about how the school's culture could be shifted in ways that would make it more congenial for people from diverse backgrounds. And for a government-sponsored refugee resettlement program in Vermont, I served as interpreter for French-speaking refugees from Congo and Rwanda in Africa.


NL: You had then already returned from serving in the Peace Corps?
MH: I joined the Peace Corps in 1964, during my senior year at Columbia. I had married an African-American/French-Canadian woman who was a junior there. We wanted to go to Africa together to learn fIrst-hand about the lives of people in the third world who had gained independence from European colonial rule. We had a two-summer training to learn French, African studies, pedagogy, and more. In the school year between the two summers, all the other trainees completed college, and I taught in NYC.

I served for two years as a Peace Corps volunteer teacher in the West African nation of Togo. There, I taught many high school students from small, economically disadvantaged, rural villages who were aspiring to improve their life circumstances through education. I taught ESL, history, and geography in two high schools in the northern Togolese town of Lama-Kara. French was the language of instruction. Classes had up to 70 students at a time. The experience was a profound one. I learned about, childrearing, for example, and the normalcy of sustained breast-feeding. I learned about how some illiterate peasant people who had never been to school carried complex cultural traditions, at times with wisdom. I learned to love African music and dance. I became even more disillusioned with materialism, imperialism, cultural hegemony of colonial 'and neocolonial powers. I learned how the US government had propagandistic purposes with the Peace Corps and how, nonetheless, most volunteers became more radicalized from their direct experiences. I learned the devastating effects of colonial occupation on the self-esteem of local people and about the corruption and ruthlessness of the military dictatorship, allies of the US that turned a blind eye to human rights abuses, of the country where I was serving.

One of my students was a paraplegic who crawled on his hands and knees a couple of miles across the countryside twice a day, for the morning and afternoon classes, between the school and his home. Through a charitable organization in the United States, I ordered a wheelchair, and when it arrived I presented it to the student. It was the fIrst wheelchair that had ever been seen in that town. The student then proudly came to school upright, often pushed by some of his friends. It made a big difference to hi~ sense of human dignity that he could be upright just like his friends.


NL: What is it like, your everyday work today as a clinical therapist? Is this what you had hoped for as the culmination of years of struggle?
MH: I work as a therapist with Community Health for Asian-Americans, a non-profit, mental health agency in Richmond, California, which is one of the most violent cities in America as measured by per-capita homicide rate. Most of my clients are children and youth from 7 to 17 years old. Each day I meet with clients, mostly kids, who have had a wide range of traumas and developmental disadvantages. I engage them in expressive arts activities, games, puzzles, dialogue about their lives, provide psycho-education, validate their feelings, empathize with their struggles, recognize their strengths, treat them with respect, warmth, and care. 1 do my best to give them an implicit experience of a decent human relationship and help them to deal with their challenges.

It seems as if destiny has led me to this work in my so-called retirement years. It allows me to use my interpersonal skills and understandings of psychology and therapy in the service of underprivileged children. I enjoy the direct service a lot. For years I have been writing and speaking about children's rights and needs, and here I can work with real children whose needs are among the most urgent. I can also be a role model and witness for nonviolence, creativity, and compassion.

I also want to give witness to the resourcefulness, courage, creativity, and decency I find in so many of the clients. It's amazing how they have adapted to and coped with trying and traumatizing circumstances in their lives.


TOGETHER, WE CAN STOP THE MALTREATMENT OF CHILDREN. You are invited to join the many others in pledging to interrupt the violence against children. TO SEE THE COMPLETE LIST of those vowing to STOP THE HITTING, visit Norm's website, PARENTING WITHOUT PUNISHING: http://www.nopunish.net You are also invited to send us a brief anecdote describing a time you intervened on behalf of a child, and what was effective -or not.

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The Norm Report - Month 86
February 2009
E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: www.nopunish.net
Over 24,000 visits

"I wanted to be part of all humanity,
not of one separate group."

- Mitch Hall

Mitch Hall is committed to peace building, social healing, children's rights, nonviolence and spiritual cultivation through education, advocacy, counseling, mentoring, mediating, and meditative practice. His recent writings include Mindfulness and Peace (2007), The Social Healer (with Marc Pilisuk, 2006), The Power of Peace (with Madeleine Y. Gómez, 2004), Peace Quest: Cultivating Peace in a Violent Culture (2003), and The Plague of Violence: A Preventable Epidemic (2002). In his writing and public speaking, he draws on recent research in attachment theory, interpersonal neurobiology, social psychology, and other disciplines.

Mitch's mission for peace building and spiritual cultivation is rooted in early childhood experience. He has an undergraduate degree in religion from Columbia University, a graduate degree in sociology from the University of Chicago, and did doctoral-level studies in psychology at Saybrook Graduate School and Research Center.

Over the years, in a humanistic spirit of dialogue, he has read in the literature of diverse spiritual paths and has practiced for extended periods with teachers from Yogic, Jain, Taoist, and Buddhist traditions. He continues to practice taichi, qigong, yoga, and meditation (primarily vipassana). Life experience and significant interpersonal relationships have been his main teachers.

Mitch is a member of the Board of Directors of Parents and Teachers against Violence in Education (www.nospank.net). In recent years, he has been invited twice as a speaker to the professional summit conferences, "National Leaders in Nonviolence and the Child." He also spoke for the past three years in peace psychology symposia at the annual meeting of the American Psychological Association and made a presentation on "A Framework for Peace and Nonviolence" at the 12th International Conference on Violence, Abuse, and Trauma. He has served with such organizations as the Fellowship of Reconciliation and the Peace Corps, which gave him intercultural experience in Europe and Africa respectively. He currently works as a clinical therapist with a non-profit agency in the San Francisco Bay Area.

Norm Lee: I understand you were midwife for the home-births of your six children?

Mitch Hall: One son, three daughters, two more sons. I was filled with wonder and awe at the beauty, vulnerability, utter dependence, and need for love of children who emerge so wet and soft and open. When my daughter Amela looked directly into my eyes, moments after her birth, she was clearly a conscious being, seeking loving contact and support. Not only did I see her, she saw me in a soulful way. My first son was born in 1972, and the last was born in 1990.

NL: And what did the babies teach you?

MH: I learned of the importance for parents to understand human development throughout the stages of the life cycle. I learned also of the importance for a couple that might have children to discuss ahead of time their vision for how to raise children. Differences of approach to discipline, for example, can be devastating to the kids. I learned how, under stress, it was all-too-easy to revert to doing unto the children as had been done unto the parent, for better or worse. I learned, or rather had my predilections reinforced, that punishment is never necessary, that spanking, shaming, and inducing fear and isolation are inevitably harmful, and that setting a good example, reasoning, establishing limits clearly and holding to them are important, as are good nutrition and other healthy habits.

NL: What is most important for parents to understand?

MH: Parents need to face themselves, to learn their own stories, to heal and grow and be as emotionally mature and balanced as possible. I learned that raising children is one of the most demanding yet important activities a human can ever have the privilege to do, and parents need family and community support to do it.

Disharmony between the parents can be devastating to the children, and divorce is turbulent and heartbreaking, especially if children are involved, but that staying together in an unviable, incompatible marriage can be even worse.

What I learned with my kids was to play again in a childlike way, and to revel in stories, children’s books, puppetry, and more. I made some mistakes along the way as a parent, but I tried to learn from them and do what I could to counteract them.

NL: In 1964-65 you taught in a private school, then in '68-'69 in public school. What happened while teaching kids in NYC schools? What challenges, satisfactions?

MH: My first job out of college was as a 5th and 6th grade history teacher at Grace Church School, near Greenwich Village. After two years of Peace Corps teaching in Togo, West Africa, and a year getting my master’s degree in sociology at the University of Chicago, I taught in an inner city junior high school on the upper west side of Manhattan.

NL: That was when the war in Vietnam was close to its height.

MH: The war was raging, and the army decided to call on graduate students to serve. In inner city schools there was a critical shortage of teachers, so that was a legitimately deferrable activity - which fit with my own sense of mission in life.

The main challenge in teaching was to help traumatized kids connect with the value of learning and literacy. A second challenge was in coping with the animosity of conservative, establishment-oriented teachers. Many students were poorly prepared academically and had, for example, third-grade reading levels while in 8th grade. Most of the students lived in dangerous housing projects and neighborhoods. They were ethnically and linguistically mixed, many of families that came from Haiti, Puerto Rico, and the Dominican Republic. The majority were African-American, a few were white children of Columbia University professors with their reading already beyond the high-school level.

NL: In inner city schools, only the exceptional teacher can even control the classroom, much less teach anything.

MH: The school was chaotic. Additionally, the entire NYC teachers’ union called a strike that year, and I was one of a small number of teachers who opened our school and held classes during the strike. The reason: We were in solidarity with the local school board in Ocean-Hill Brownsville, Brooklyn, who had fired a few teachers, after due investigations, on the grounds that they were racist. The teachers' union, under Albert Shanker, refused to honor the legitimacy of the school board. I and other young idealists felt our solidarity was with the local people of color, not with the relatively privileged union membership. Teaching during the strike with a handful of other young teachers was an adventure. I also spoke at hearings in support of the local parents’ right to have a say on what went on in the schools. This garnered the animosity of long-term career teachers who continued to resent the young idealists when the old guard returned to school at the end of the strike.

NL: Heady times, indeed, requiring courage. You are not the kind of teacher who clings fearfully to the assigned textbook. How satisfying has teaching been for you? Do you think of yourself as primarily a classroom teacher?

MH: I enjoyed classroom teaching a lot and had many varying roles, experiences, and contexts as a teacher. I have been concerned first and foremost not with subject matter, but for the well being, self-understanding, and development of the students. I practiced teaching as, in a sense, a healing profession, an opportunity to help students whose spirits may have been broken to discover their own potentials for curiosity, discovery, expression, connection with their own core and others, and service. Over the years, many students have said I made a crucial difference in their lives.

One of the satisfying things I did was to experiment with the curriculum. For example, I found the American history textbook to be somewhat racist and superficial, so I locked it up in a closet and used other materials. When students asked about it, I took it out and used it for exercises in critical thinking. I told them they needed to look for evidence and logic and use their own intelligence to discern truth from falsehood.

When faced with the difficulty of getting these kids to connect to writing, I looked for books that related to their everyday lives on the streets and in the projects, like "Down These Mean Streets", by Piri Thomas. I did a dramatic reading, and the previously unruly classes became engrossed and silent. They loved the story and wanted more. I cut a deal. If I would buy a box of 100 books at a big discount, would they each buy one at my cost? They all agreed. The books quickly sold out, and even kids outside my classes came to buy the remaining copies. We got lots of lessons from the book, including a lesson on getting the girls to analyze the portrayal of females in the book. When I invited them to write their own stories, they produced some stunning, authentic, autobiographical narratives.

NL: A teacher's job is, unfortunately, not only classroom lessons; it is dealing with the school's political pressures as well.

MH: During that time I was not far from national politics, not even in the classroom. The son of Roy Inness, the national leader of CORE, was in one of my classes. A girl whose father was Juan Correa, a Vietnam veteran who was heading up the mercenary forces fighting with General Ojukwu for Biafran independence from Nigeria, was in another class. The girl, Juanita, went to Biafra over the Christmas vacation and brought back horrific war pictures and told of how her father got up from the dinner table to go out back and execute someone. She was certainly traumatized by her experiences and got into some fights during that period.

NEXT: The search for identity, work in Europe, Peace Corps in Africa, and current work as therapist with traumatized children.


The Norm Report - Month 85
January 1, 2009 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: http://www.nopunish.net
Over 24,000 visits

Randy Pausch expanding on his "Last Lecture" before he died,
shared how he learned each of the lessons he had outlined in his talk:
“It’s not about how to achieve your dreams. It’s about how to lead your life.
If you live your life the right way, the karma will take care of itself.
The dreams will come to you.”


THE AWAKENING
A time comes in your life when you finally get it.
When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out - ENOUGH!
Enough of fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder
once or twice, you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes you begin to look at the World through new eyes.

This is your awakening.
You realize that it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon.
You come to terms with the fact that he is not Prince Charming and you are not Cinderella and that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.

You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are... and that's OK.
They are entitled to their own views and opinions.

And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself, and in the process, a sense of new-found confidence is born of self-approval.
You stop bitching and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn't do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is
…the unexpected.

You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that
…it's not always about you.
So you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance.
You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties and in the process
…a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.

You realize that much of the way you view yourself and the world around you is as a result of all the messages and opinions that have been ingrained
…into your psyche.
And you begin to sift through all the crap you've been fed, about how you should behave, how you should look and how much you should weigh and what you should wear and where you should shop and what you should drive, how and where you should live and what you should do for a living, who you should sleep with and who you should marry and what you should expect of marriage, the importance of having and raising children or what you owe your parents.

You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view.

And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for.

You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with, and in the process you learn to go with your instincts. You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive, and that there is power and glory in creating and contributing, and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix.

You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation
…upon which you must build a life.

You learn that you don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing.
You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO.
You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake.

Then you learn about love. Romantic love and familial love.
How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away. You learn not to project your needs or your feelings onto a relationship. You learn that you will not be more beautiful, more intelligent, more lovable or more important because of the man on your arm or the child that bears your name.

You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn that just as people grow and change so it is with love....
And you learn that you don't have the right to demand love on your terms just to make you happy.

And you learn that "alone" does not mean lonely.

You look in the mirror and come to terms with the fact that you will never be a size 4 or a perfect 10 and you stop trying to compete with the image inside your head and agonizing over how you "stack up." You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs.

You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK. That it is your right to want things and to ask for the things that you want, that sometimes
…it is necessary to make demands.
You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated with love, kindness, sensitivity and respect and you won't settle for less.

And, you allow only the hands of a lover who cherishes you to glorify you with his touch...and in the process you internalize the meaning of self-respect.
And you learn that your body really is your temple. And you begin to care for it and treat it with respect.
You begin eating a balanced diet, drinking more water and taking more time to exercise.

You learn that fatigue diminishes the spirit and can create doubt and fear. So you take more time to rest.
And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play.

You learn that for the most part, in life you get what you believe you deserve, and that much of life truly is
…a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different from working toward making it happen.
More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance.

You also learn that no one can do it all alone and that it's OK to risk asking for help.
You learn that the only thing you must truly fear is the great robber baron of all time: fear itself.
You learn to step right into and through your fear because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is
…to give away the right to live life on your own terms.

And you learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of doom. You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people.
On these occasions you learn not to personalize things. You learn that God isn't punishing you or failing to answer your prayers. It's just life happening.
And you learn to deal with evil in its most primal state - the EGO.
You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you
…and poison the universe that surrounds you.

You learn to admit when you are wrong and start building bridges instead of walls.
You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people on earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower.

Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself, and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself

and to never ever settle for less than your heart's desire. You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind. You make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and
…to stay open to every wonderful possibility.

Finally, with courage in your heart and with God by your side you take a stand. You take a deep breath and you begin to design the life you want to live -
…as best as you can.

[Source unknown]


The Norm Report - Month 84
December 1, 2008 E-mail: norm@bmi.net

We are driving the hitters into the closet now,
whereas in the early years those who oppose us
were readily available.

- Bob Fathman

Robert Fathman, Ph.D, 63, a clinical psychologist, recently retired his private practice. His wife, Gina, has also just retired, after 30 years of teaching high school math. They live in Dublin, Ohio a suburb of Columbus. Dr. Fathman has been my friend and colleague for several years as we've worked to abolish corporal punishment in schools and homes. He has three daughters and a son, all grown.

Bob, how are you adjusting to life as a retired grandparent?
Michelle, her husband and their kids, ages 3 and 1, are with us here for many activities and occasional overnights. Another daughter, about a 2 ½ hours away, have two more of our grandkids, ages 5 and almost 3. Our son lives nearby in Columbus, and our youngest, Molly, lives at Lake Tahoe, CA. We are a close family, getting together for major holidays, plus the occasional shared vacation.

I know you're a committed Democrat. What other interests do you pursue?
I like biking, swimming, community involvement, and travel. My wife and I have been as far east as Turkey; we plan to go west next summer to China and Thailand. I also like genealogy, but have set that aside the past several years after tracking some ancestral lines in Germany back to the 1500’s. I’m on the Board of our homeowner’s association in this subdivision of 2,400 homes. Twice I narrowly missed being elected to the City Council, which was considered a feat for a Democrat in this very Republican community. Two of our daughters and I worked hard on the Obama campaign, making calls, placing yard signs, hosting a house party and finally serving as a “line manager” on election day.

Did you grow up in Columbus? What were your parents like? Your schooling?
I was born in Toledo, Ohio, but grew up in Detroit after my dad was transferred there. My parents had a loving relationship and were very patient with my three sisters and me, not using any corporal punishment – really no punishment at all, just occasional scoldings, not even “grounding.” The same held true for my wife. I had the good fortune of growing up in Catholic schools from kindergarten through 12th grade, none of which used corporal punishment. I guess we both had a very gentle order of nuns. >From there I went to the [Jesuit] University of Detroit, majoring in Psychology-Economics-Management through the Honors Program, and received a full ride, then to the University of Texas - in Austin - for my Ph.D. studies.

How did you first get involved in opposing CP?
Our eldest daughter had been in a Catholic kindergarten with no CP, so Gina and I were shocked when we moved to Columbus and she started first grade in public school. On the very first day she came home in tears, saying she was not going back there. A first grade dropout! During the kids' tour of the school, the principal had shown them his paddle, and told these five- and six-year-old children the circumstances in which he would use it on them. He named his paddle “The Green Hornet”, "because it was green and would sting".

A call of protest to this principal began my advocacy. The following day a call to a teacher who slapped a boy’s hand for accidentally breaking one of his own crayons. We were stunned not only by the actions of these two educators, but also by the lack of reaction of our neighbors and friends when we told them about it. They had grown up in this system and accepted it unquestioningly.

What adventures has the struggle gotten you into?
A year later we moved to small town Marysville, Ohio, to be closer to my job in a community mental health center. We now had two children, and were careful each year to talk to every teacher and explain that we didn’t hit our children and we expected the same of their teachers. If there was ever a problem, we offered to be in their classroom the very same day they called. We told them we would back them up if there were [discipline] problems, but we asked that they please never hit our children.

When our second child, Nicole, entered first grade, she was ability-grouped into the highest achieving classroom, (the smart kids,) where she was doing third grade level reading. But on one paper dealing with synonyms, the instructions were, “Which word means the same as the underlined word in the sentence? Circle it.” She took the paper, correctly identified all the synonyms for the underlined words, but had a failing grade for the paper. The teacher then hit her three times with a board that was 2 ½ feet long and an inch thick. Why? Because she was supposed to circle the correct answers, not underline them. It seems too strange, too Kafka-esque, to be believed.

Complaints to the teacher that night in a call to her home, and the next day to the principal and the superintendent, got us nowhere. No apology ever, no promise that this would not recur. I made a call to the state department of education and was told the law allowed this. So we got on the agenda for the upcoming school board meeting and asked that this policy be changed. Nothing happened. The teacher in question also attended that Board meeting, and defended her paddling: While acknowledging that Nicole had always been polite and was bright, the teacher said she had to teach these 6-year-olds to stop making silly mistakes. “Discipline and education go hand in hand!” A crowd of 100 fellow teachers and parents who attended gave her a five-minute standing ovation.

This sounds so much like the fundamentalist-driven valley where I live in Arizona. But I found the identical schoolmaster mentality in New York State. That would have discouraged many parents. How did you then proceed?
The next day we sent a letter to the school, (renewed each year), saying that hitting our children violated our religious and personal beliefs (religion scares school personnel, even though we were bluffing) and that we would sue if anyone hit our children. From that day on our four children carried notes in their backpacks saying they had our permission to refuse to submit to a paddling or hitting of any kind, and in fact were under orders from us to leave the school if necessary and call us from a neighbor home or business. The letters gave them a sense of security, but were never needed. We formerly mild mannered parents had intimidated the school. That was 1981.

Next I opened a file in my desk drawer labeled, “corporal punishment,” where I collected newspaper and magazine articles. Not much was being done then; only two states had bans: NJ in the 1860’s, and Massachusetts in 1971. Soon I connected with Adah Maurer, Ph.D. in California, an early advocate and organizer against school paddling. She was my inspiration. I was on the Board of the Ohio Mental Health Association in 1983 when the Ohio Academy of Pediatrics adopted a resolution calling on the state legislature to ban school CP, and I was off and running. I got that Board to adopt the same position - and they even asked me to network with like-minded associations to form a coalition for change.

In doing this, I found at the Ohio School Psychologists Association the incredible Nadine Block, a member who was also a lobbyist for her profession. Together - with a small nucleus from other medical and educational groups - we first founded an Ohio coalition to seek a ban on school CP. A year later we invited advocates from other states to assemble in Columbus so that we could each share what we had learned. At that meeting was founded the National Coalition to Abolish Corporal Punishment in Schools, and I was asked to lead it.

That history is fascinating to me, knowing the work NCACPS has done since then. Will you describe what progress you have seen in the past 25 years?
We have CP bans now in 29 states, and I believe Ohio will join those ranks next year thanks to changes in the legislature occurring this month. In the remaining 21 states, thousands of individual districts have banned. In Wyoming, for example, it is legal to hit kids in school, but no one does – they have had zero cases for years.

I have seen you on TV, always holding a big paddle to emphasize CP's brutality.
When I am asked to be on a television news program, I am often asked to help the producers find a pro-paddling educator. We are driving the hitters into the closet now, whereas in the early years those who oppose us were readily available. In recent years there has been an explosion of interest in the topic: TV news and talk shows, magazine articles, websites full of information, blogs, discussion groups on the net. In many states, even those with paddling allowed, most parents believe CP is outlawed, a thing of the past, because they don’t encounter it. We are raising a generation of future school board members, parents, and legislators and who will be appalled at the stories of today’s legalized beatings of children.

When did you first begin abuse-watching internationally?
I was invited to an international conference in Spain in 1991 with 39 other participants. We each spoke and presented a paper. This gave me a broader awareness of cultural and international differences, just about the time the internet began, which has made awareness and communication with the rest of the world so much more available.

Of what are you most proud?
I am most proud to think of the children all of us have saved from being hit, from experiencing night terrors or anxiety or bedwetting as a result. I’m proud that those kids will now be less inclined to hit their own kids, that we will be raising healthier, more well- adjusted kids, in part as a result of the efforts we all are making to protect them. I’m also proud to have reached large audiences through appearances on the Today Show, Sally Jessy Raphael, CNN Headline News, the CBS Evening News and so forth. I’ve probably done 100 radio talk shows, (and I was even on Jerry Springer!) I’ve testified in Congress, and to legislative committees in Minnesota, Louisiana, and Ohio. Our website, www.stophitting.org, reaches tens of thousands annually. I consider the media my best friend in the advocacy effort. Every paddler who sees the topic on TV, reads about it in a magazine, hears the discussion on the radio or reads a letter to the editor becomes aware that hitting kids in school is at best controversial, and hopefully over time they will feel guilt and shame for doing so and will stop.

Where do we go from here?
We have to focus on those 21 states that allow kids to be hit in school, and also on Congress, seeking federal legislation to ban. The Bush administration was pro-hitting. Early in his first campaign, George W. Bush had a provision in the No Child Left Behind Act that would have given educators who injure children immunity from civil or criminal action. We, and the Trial Lawyers, collaborated so that area of his bill was altered in our favor. While legislation to ban cp has never been a Democrat v. Republican issue, it has enjoyed support from both sides of the political aisle, we do now have a friendlier look to the White House and Congress that I hope will allow the U.S. to join the over 100 other countries in the world that educate without hitting.

President-elect Obama has said he would, among the forces of change, expand the Peace Corps and utilize "volunteer groups" to raise our quality of life. Is this our moment? Is this our opportunity to surge in eradicating CP in schools and homes as a child-rearing option? If so, what action must we take?
Interesting question. We are certainly looking to see where we might find a sponsor in Congress to, say, amend another education bill and slip in a prohibition on school CP, or just introduce a bill that focuses on that one topic. I think we all have to watch for every opportunity to work our issue. ##

Thank you, Bob

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 83
November 1, 2008

Strict Father model and Nurturant Parent model -
just about everybody in American culture has both models,
either actively or passively
. - George Lakoff

We have previously introduced George Lakoff's principles of framing issues, and how Neo-conservatives have used these methods successfully in dominating Progressives over the past 35 years. My purpose here is to explore how we, as "nospank warriors" can apply Dr. Lakoff's ideas to bring about positive, peaceful change in the treatment of children. How can we use framing in our work to eliminate corporal punishment? That is to say, How can we re-frame the corporal punishment issue in our dialogues with authoritarian parents and schoolmasters?

[1] WE PROGRESSIVES subscribe to the Nurturant Parent model, as distinguished from the Right Wing's Strict Father model. Each side represents its corresponding moral ideals. Dr. Lakoff tells us that negating a frame activates that frame, therefore we need to use the terms "spank", "hit", "paddle", etc. as sparingly as possible in our discourse, since such concepts evoke the very images that we mean to obliterate. We are urged to work with our own, positive frames.

[2] WHO ARE WE? As Progressive parents and teachers, what matters most to us? We're about values: trust, family cooperation, unity and strength. As parents, we are the child's first role models. Important: which values and behaviors shall we represent? I.e., What do we want our children to learn from our example? That is, after all, the only way children learn values. And they learn them without fail; no amount of preaching will erase it. The demand, "Do as I say, not as I do" has never worked.

We want our children to learn: Honesty, authenticity, consideration for others' feelings, cooperation, courtesy, trust, fairness, dependability, justice, peace, sharing … and more: Open communication, responsibility, along with the freedom of opportunity to explore and learn.

[3] JUST LIKE US. Dr. Lakoff would have us look at the values we have in common with the spankers and shakers: discipline; family security; meaningful livelihood; happiness; respect; allegiance to nation; adequate income; opportunity to succeed, etc. We all seek comfort and satisfaction, and to avoid pain, suffering, and disappointment. These values and more, we have in common with all fellow beings. This is our common ground. We all have the same desire for happiness, the same fear of pain and suffering. We are not different from each other, and we are not different, in those respects, from our children.

To our fortune we find that our agreements vastly outnumber our disagreements. By including the corporal punishment faction in our group tent, we can work together toward our common goals. We first acknowledge that we differ only in the means we need to employ in pursuing our agreed-upon ends.

So this is anti-terrorism work we do. In it we also model patience, persistence, understanding, compassion, and courage - all positive moral values - just as all of us aspire to do.

Clearly, as Progressives, we are opposed to the spankers and paddlers. We see the woodshed disciplinarians as immersed in "tradition", in old time religion's original sin, authoritarianism, military rigidity, and an abiding faith in the power of righteous and painful punishment. (See James Dobson's "Dare To Discipline".) Yet we share, as mentioned, a vast common ground.

[4] THE VALUES WELL IS A DEEP ONE. Even as we talk with Right Wing spankers, with their Old Testament 6,OOO year old childrearing methods, (Solomon was 4,000 B.C.), we find our common ground in our sameness: the wish for happiness and peace, both in our respective families, and among nations. We both are committed to spouse and children, neighborhood groups, and national identity. We value and respect hard work; therefore we need to emphasize our common commitment to self-discipline, individual responsibility, and maturity, as well as to our readiness to help others in their need. And we share a love of nature and its beauty, along with the need to preserve part of it for our - and coming generations - enjoyment. These are some of our "Nurturant values", or "caring values" that we share with the "opposition" - (which, on examination, e find, are really us).

Both Progressives and spanking Fundamentalists value honesty, discipline, willing cooperation, peace in the family, obedience to rules, trust (our word is our bond). We are not just "good guys" who go along to get along, yet we value cooperation to achieve mutual goals and directions. We both teach our children fairness and generosity in sharing toys and treats. Also no hitting at home or away, the following the Golden Rule in life as well as the sandbox. Which raises the question: How best can we connect and work together, with Strict Father families, using this common ground so far? And: How best can families (and schools) practice these common values?

[5] THE FRAME: "We are not here to talk about abusing children. The issue we address is about happiness and family harmony, which we all wish for ourselves and for those we care for." That agreement, that consensus, raises the question (the frame): "How can we work together toward the goals of happiness and harmony in our homes and schools? Success will be measured in terms of that which we all value most: a happy, stress-free home life and a peaceful learning atmosphere at school."

We are, together now, opposing a massive culture of violence. As we want to change a culture of harming children, Lakoff suggests we frame it as a MORAL ISSUE. Decency and morality is on our side; spankers are not evil, tho we see them as medieval in their thinking and shallow in their values. And Cons see us as lax on discipline ("permissive"), and morally relaxed if not deficient. We can ask:

(a) "Parents and teachers, what is your moral position on harming children, inflicting physical pain on them?"

(b) "We agree there must be classroom order and civility in the home. We agree that discipline should be taught - but is CP the way? The only way?"

(c) "It is known that children learn (perhaps exclusively) by imitating their role models, like parents and teachers. What does that show us as parents and teachers?"

(d) ANS: Does it not show that the changes need to take place in us, the role models? The children will then surely follow our example, as they always have.

Shall we tell stories of Nurturant success, (Ex.: Jesus, Buddha, Dalai Lama, et.al.)? Barach Obama ran on his life story in the primaries, revealing his values and his skills. He connected via his authenticity, building trust with open communication and sincerity. Can we tell our own stories? There are scores of life stories of successful and famous people who were beaten as children, but there are dozens more stories of those who thrived under Nurturant treatment. Perhaps we need to find both kinds and share them. Personal histories are powerful persuaders.

TASK: Can we see if spankers will identify with us Nurturers by our telling our stories about growing up in abusive as well as Nurturant families? When we depend on the 18C. trust in reason and facts, we find the approach is no longer as relevant as it once was. Neocon spankers go blank when given what we regard as near-unassailable scientific truth, i.e., research results. Such truth resonates chiefly with the choir; its value is in confirming and persuading the not-so-sure, since they abide in spanking, Strict-Father-thinking communities.

Shall we go with the Common Sense argument instead? "We are all reasonable, peace-loving, God-fearing people who wish to do the Right Thing. Let us be mindful of the teachings of Jesus, who taught by example, never by punishing."

Should we connect emotionally - link identities - with hardworking Joe Six-pack and the harried, overworked mothers, with their basic American values of caring for families - and by extension, caring for relatives, friends, neighbors, communities, and nation? "We are defenders of the hearth, the traditional family values. The Fourth Amendment's home-is-our-castle and refuge. We can work together to quiet the current social chaos and bring about peace in the streets as well as in our homes and schools."

Ought we to use cultural narratives, stereotypes, metaphors, and frames? "Our values are your values - American, Judeo-Christian, traditional family values. Not radical extremist methods of violence against children, but the Golden Rule. The Boy Scout Code. The Four Noble Truths. We need a new look at what we are doing to the next generation."

[6] IN THE END, spankers, and others with the Strict Father mindset, will join with those they identify with, Lakoff assures us, just as they vote for whom they identify. Our awesome challenge is to reverse the public mindset that centuries of CP have built with the help of Strict Fathers and Mothers and their churches. We have 2,000 years of New Testament teachings on our side, plus 2,500 years of Buddhist wisdom and tradition. The weight of that traditional, compassionate wisdom makes the current trash-parenting look as puny as it is.

Perhaps the view that we are very much different from spankers and corporal punishers is an illusion, a fantasy. Are we not the same, except that we see the harm that CP does to children, and understand how it contributes to social chaos? Strict Fathers and Mothers spank because they suffer. Do we have it within us to open our hearts to them, accept their pain as our own, and in that way usher them into our NoSpank tent? Can we be that compassionate?

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 82
October 1, 2008



Goodbye, Paul Newman, and thank you.




Merely stating facts does not work.
People think in terms of cultural narratives,
frames and metaphores. They vote their identity.

- George Lakoff

Reading George Lakoff's Don't Think Of An Elephant is like awakening from a dream where you've been scored on for 35 years in a game you've never played before and haven't a clue as to the nature of the opposition. Dr. Lakoff teaches the science of linguistics at Berkeley. Altho he wrote Elephant to clarify the Neo-conservatives' tactics of dominating U.S. politics since the defeat of Goldwater, he offers valuable insight in the makeup of those we are up against in our work to end corporal punishment of children.

The essential neo-conservative/right wing mindset is as follows: The world is a tough, dangerous dog-eat-dog world requiring aggression, "fight", preparation and discipline. That we were all born in sin is a given, children are assumed bad by nature and, so must be severely trained, and "disciplined", meaning punished. Central is the Strict Father model of morality, in an ideology/theology with a vertical chain of command: God, father, mother, children. Obedience to authority is enforced in family, church and society. Such is God's intention. This ethic also extends to man's right, even duty, to dominate and exploit nature, as God's chosen creature.

Classic Strict Father Morality is nowhere better exemplified than by right-winger James Dobson, grown wealthy by exploiting parents' lust for inflicting physical punishment on their children, including 18 month-old babies. His books, radio programs and TV messages are 19th C. Germanic: This world is full of evil. To fight it we must be tough, clever, and competitive. Either/or thinking prevails: right or wrong, saint or sinner, heaven or hell, success or failure, winner or loser, for us or against us, etc. No gray area. Reward "good" (obedient) children, punish "bad" children. Every family needs a strong, disciplinarian father to teach kids right from wrong, and to enforce his rules. Punish with pain, i.e., spanking, hitting with sticks, belts or paddles, shaking, and hot sauce for "naughty talk". Schooling, which is teacher dominated, is principally for obedience training.

Corporal punishment teaches respect for moral authority, which results in obedient (moral) behavior. CP also trains to work hard to achieve (moneyed) success, self-reliance, and non-reliance on government social programs. Fill prisons by punishing those "losers" who are "failures" in life, (due to lack of discipline); reward with high salaries and tax cuts those who are disciplined (cagey) enuf to rise to the "top". Neo-conservatives are against nurturance and care programs, welfare, and childcare. Force the pregnant teen daughter to bear the child, as punishment for the consequences of bad behavior. It is the Strict Father Morality that gave us Nixon, Reagan, Bush 41, and Bush 43, and the resurgence of Evangelistic, Mormon, and other fundamental faiths and cults.

In contrast, the Liberal or Progressive Morality images the Nurturant Parent model, which is gender neutral, both parents being equally responsible for child raising and providing models of acceptable behavior and values. Children are assumed to have been born good, are learners by nature, and both they and the world can, with work, be made better. The nurturant model is one of empathy and responsibility, sensitivity to the needs of others, protecting family and nation from harm (crime, disease, drugs, accidents). Happiness for children is part of liberal morality. Happy kids require happy parents, (because unhappy people do not wish happiness for others). So it is also our moral responsibility to seek happiness - tho not indulgence - for ourselves. Values include: Freedom, the means to pursue fulfillment, opportunity for achievement, openness, two-way open and honest communication, community service, cooperation, and trust. Spiritual/religious practice involves service to others, together with an antiauthoritarian need to challenge illegitimate authorities and exploiters such as environment-trashing corporations and anti-democratic or fascist-leaning governments.

The subtitle of Don't Think Of An Elephant is "Know Your Values and Frame the Debate - The Essential Guide for Progressives." This New York Times bestseller describes the art and science of framing, i.e., the strategies Conservative Republican marketers have known, practiced and heavily invested in for over three decades. Lakoff's purpose here is to suggest what Progressive Democrats can do about it. First, it needs to be understood that in political debate the enlightenment theory of reason, the mere telling of facts, persuades very few people, since it does not take into account how people actually work. Instead they think primarily in terms of cultural narratives, stereotypes, frames and metaphors. Below is an altogether too brief summary of the principles of framing set forth in this slim, 120-page book. Search www.Amazon.com or your library. It is well worth acquiring and studying for our work in protecting children from corporal punishment.


Principles of Framing Issues:

[1] The first principle of framing: Negating a frame activates that frame. When you activate the opponent's frame, you are supporting it, as Nixon found out. When he said, "I am not a crook", it made people think of Nixon as a crook. He resigned in ignominy. The Obama team's ad "No Maverick" actually helped McCain by activating and reinforcing the "maverick" image with "McCain". A serious framing mistake. Needed is a Democrat frame. Ex.: imaging McCain as a shadow of Bush 90% of the time.

[2] Voters do not vote for candidates primarily on the issues, but on "character", namely, values; authenticity; communication and connection; trust; and identity. In recent presidential campaigns, Mondale and Carter ran on issues, and lost to Reagan, whose handlers understood framing and had him run on the above character factors. Similarly, George W. Bush won surprise victories over Kerry, then Gore, who thought the contest was about issues. More people identified with Bush. In this year's primary contest Hillary ran on issues, while Obama ran on values, authenticity, and communication. After nomination the Obama camp mistakenly thought that by staying with the issues and just telling people the truth, they will reason to the right conclusion. Very wrong. Elections are not about reason. The McCain Neo-conservatives, recognizing that they could not win on the issues (given the Bush 8-year disaster), they re-framed it as a Culture War by appointing Sarah Palin. Now the talk is more about Palin than about the issues. Result: Democrats are supporting the Republican Vice Presidential nominee.

[3] Identity: Does the candidate share your values? Is he/she saying what they believe? If they connect to you, if you identify with them, you trust them. It has more to do than just personality. The Rovian right wing team is vigorously marketing McCain and Palin as American icons, the war hero and the ideal mom. This is powerful stuff to compete against, no matter how transparent the charade.

[4] It's the frame, stupid: Hillary played the issues card and lost. Barack ran on his life story, which revealed his values. He demonstrated his willingness to say what he believed (authenticity); showed his ability to connect and communicate and build trust through his sincerity. He used his personal background and got voters to identify with him. In a masterful campaign he ran on the above five character factors. After the Palin appointment the Obama-Biden campaign reverted to the losing tactic of the 18th century trust in the power of reason: If you just tell people the facts, they will follow their self-interest and reason to the right conclusion. Reality dictates that the Democratic campaign needs to return to exercising Obama's strengths in leading and communicating. That is, the inspiring speaker he was a year ago with his emotional connection with the unfortunate, and the basic American need to care for our families, neighbors, and communities. He can win the debates and the election if he relates to how people actually think: in cultural narratives, stereotypes, frames and metaphors. He can win if he delivers prompt, direct and inspiring answers connected to his basic values, i.e., show that his values are America's values. This will show the contrast with McCain's right wing extremism, that he represents more Dubya Bush.

[5] Conservative populism on a national scale was invented in the late 1960s when the Right Wing recognized that many liberal working people, progressive in outlook, were distinguished by their love of nature and their commitment to communities where people care about each other and vote the democratic ticket. William F. Buckley Jr. and others saw that this group also harbored several conservative values: patriotism, family solidarity, etc., that is, they were genuinely conservative in their mode of thought about patriotism and certain family issues, though they are progressive in their understanding and love of nature, and their commitment to their communities and the people in them. So for 35 years conservatives have talked to them steadily in terms of "patriotism" and "family values", thus activating their conservative mindset. At the same time, conservatives invented the idea that liberals look down upon working people ("liberal elitism") and are not like them. Palin is a natural icon for the conservative populists. This is Rove at his most brilliant.

Conservative populism is a cultural, not an economic, phenomenon. These are people who readily vote against their own economic self-interest, and instead vote on their identity as conservatives and on their contempt for the "elitist" liberals. They vote for people they identify with. "Look, he goes duck hunting and then has a beer!" Sowing mere factual realities on this barren ground will produce no political fruit.

Obama's challenge is how to reverse the public mindset the Conservatives have built over the years, and point out that the conservatives are really the elitists. They are federal government insiders who have fed them massive propaganda and taken advantage of them for big gains. The conservative populists, on the basis of values and character, really belong in the Obama-Biden camp.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 81
September 1, 2008



The policies which still allow this disgraceful,
painful and humiliating practice (corporal punishment)
give the sadist a ready-made excuse to
carry out floggings on defenseless kids.
But the kids grow up, and when they are big enough
they fight back.

                            - Jordan Riak


PROFILE: JORDAN RIAK

The PTAVE-RIAK story began in 1974 when Jordan Riak, a photographer from New Jersey, moved his family to New South Wales, Australia. He was there to teach photography in the Sydney College of the Arts. After he enrolled his children in the local public schools, his 8-year-old son came home horrified having seen classmates being "canned", the Aussie equivalent of paddling. "I was amazed that this was going on," Jordan recalls. "I was raised in New Jersey, a state that banned school corporal punishment when Abraham Lincoln was president. Even my mother thought it no longer existed in civilized nations."

When Jordan visited the school the very next day he was shocked: "… the most upsetting thing was a class of disabled students, blind and deaf, being caned. It was the most senseless kind of abuse against innocent children." He confronted the principal and asked to see the "cane" that was used for "discipline". Taking the instrument in his hands, Jordan stated, "This is a weapon. It has no business in schools, and no business being used on children." As the administrator blinked, unused to his authority challenged, Jordan added: "You have no place striking a child with this weapon, and I'm not giving it back to you." With that he left the building.

At home he immediately called every newspaper in Sydney and told his story. Confessing his "crime", he added, "Tomorrow at 4 p.m. I'm turning myself in for theft of government property." Jordan knew something of publicity; the press was all there with notepads and cameras. For eager news people later he dug a hole in his back yard and buried the headmaster's "cane" while cameras clicked. "Then I'd dig it up again and rebury it when another photographer came by," he recalls. "I did it several times and probably still have it around here somewhere." The attention gained eventually led to a ban on corporal punishment in Sydney schools.

Four years later, (1978), he worked with colleague Brian Stephenson to found Parents and Teachers Against Violence in Education. PTAVE then spearheaded a vigorous campaign to ban pupil beatings in all New South Wales schools. After years as a policy there, the ban eventually became law in 1995.

When Jordan returned to the U.S. in the early 1980s, (to Alamo, California,) he brought PTAVE with him, incorporating it in California in 1983. He first drafted legislation to ban pain as punishment in schools with California Assembly Bill 1617. Then he met California Assemblyman Sam Farr in 1985. The lawmaker invited Jordan to draft legislation to outlaw school corporal punishment. Farr introduce the bill, AB 1617, the same year; it became law two years later, making California the 9th state to protect its 1.5 million schoolchildren. Official records during the previous school year show that approximately 7,000 legal incidents of corporal punishment had been inflicted on California school children. The debate over spanking spread from California, across the country, into national newspapers, talk radio, and to popular TV news channels. Even Saturday Night Live - in its Weekend Update segment - highlighted the spanking issue.

Today Jordan Riak is California's best-known opponent of corporal punishment of children, and is among its half-dozen national spokespersons. His 16-page booklet, "Plain Talk About Spanking," has generated national attention from parents, teachers and acclaimed psychologists. The booklet is also shipped by request to schools and legislators in Europe and Africa. He and PTAVE have helped pass anti-CP legislation for schools in Michigan, Wisconsin and Nebraska. Most recently he and PTAVE activists Peggy Dean, Tom Johnson and Paula Flowe, have confronted spanking school administrators in North Carolina, holding officials' feet to the fire as this is written. Riak is angry about the violence inflicted on children. 'There are laws against hitting your wife, hitting a guy on the street, and even against hitting your dog," he says, "but it's perfectly legal in most of our country for a teacher to hit children.'"

Asked what - in a nutshell - he believes, Riak readily answers: "Responsible management of children, whether by parents at home or teachers at school, is like any other complex and demanding task; acting on impulse or out of habit isn't good enough. One must become informed. One must think critically about what one is doing. And central to critical thinking is one’s readiness to step outside the easy protection of old rationalizations and time-honored traditions, and to honestly examine the consequences to others of one's behaviors." In the scores if not hundreds of speeches, radio/TV interviews, letters to newspapers and articles over the past 34 years, he stresses this theme: "Violence in all human interaction, especially in the exercise of control by the powerful over the powerless, is the worst of all bad habits. It represents a fundamental failure in our humanity. The by-product of violence in early childhood almost inevitably is more violence downstream."

That's not to say Riak is against direct action - we need only remember his "theft" of the schoolmaster's cane in Australia, and witness the current action in North Carolina. He is careful to use nonshaming and nonblaming methods in what he does. As a gentle and cultured man, not given to street brawls, he says, "But I can't stand injustice. I can't stand to see someone defenseless getting hurt and no one doing anything about it." Others look on disapprovingly, but Jordan steps up.

An admitted workaholic, Riak says PTAVE work keeps him busy seven days a week, often awakening in the hours of the night to check his e-mail Inbox. There he responds to queries from the 2,000+ people on his website's mailing list. Requests for "Plain Talk About Spanking" and his "Kid Safe Zone" stickers with its anti-spanking logo have him mailing out each of these by the tens of thousands - always without charge. His printing bills and shipping charges are staggering. Financially he has worked "without a net" for so many years it's become a way of life for him. Whenever the cookie jar is empty and there's a printer's bill for 10,000 copies of the booklet, somehow a donation appears in the mail. He is what Buddhists call a Bodhisattva, one who devotes his life to the benefit of others to relieve them of their suffering -and to do no harm in the process.

What kind of daddy was Jordan, someone asked Riak's son Oren, now age 42. He said his father set an example that he now follows with his own children, ages 1 and 4. "There are rewards for good behavior and a lack of rewards for behavior that isn't good. I could never imagine hitting our kids. If I raise my voice to my daughter, it's shocking to her. I'd never raise my hand — that's crazy. A grown man raising an open hand to a 40-pound girl is just nuts."

Jordan Riak calls spanking a lazy method of parenting. He suggests, "If [children] are not listening, find a more skilled way to get their attention. If parents are looking for a one-sentence solution, they're going to be disappointed. Parenting is a major commitment, and there should be lessons, like a driver's education course before you can get behind the wheel. It should be just as essential."

That sort of talk strikes a nerve with a lot of people, said California Assemblywoman Sally Lieber, who last year introduced legislation to set a clear definition of what type of punishment is acceptable - and unacceptable - in the home. "We found ourselves in the middle of a giant culture war," said Lieber. "When the topic came up, we were probably getting about 95 to 100 percent negative feedback on the idea. It later mellowed to 85 to 90 percent negative." Lieber said she hopes to revisit the issue "down the road".

As noted above, Riak and PTAVE board members are pushing an initiative to ban corporal punishment in North Carolina schools. He is also warming up for a rematch in Oakland, where in 1999 he called for a declaration condemning the use of such punishment in the home. Like Lieber's statewide legislation, Riak's attempt in Oakland attracted scorn and ridicule. Yet such laws have been enacted in 24 nations, with seven passing legislation just last year. That his e-mail box is full of angry and threatening messages is no surprise to him. Riak knows that people resent being told how they should raise their kids, and he expects to get his fair share of hate mail. "I've gotten a lot of hostile mail," says Riak. An excerpt from a recent e-mail reads: "Without properly and thoughtfully applied stern discipline, (not useless timeout peter pan fantasy crap), a child will grow to be a disrespectful and anger filled person. ... Don't even think you'll come into my home and tell me that I'll not spank my child, you may just find yourself getting a season of applied leather education for yourself."

Most experts in academia and pediatrics agree that corporal punishment is detrimental to healthy childhood development; indeed, hundreds of studies over the past half-century have shown this to be true. Yet there have been a few studies that show it can be "safe" - that is, the harm is not immediately apparent - if not used excessively. That's something Riak says makes no sense. "You can't defend [CP] in any logical manner," he said. "Is it OK to give children an occasional cigarette because just one won't kill them? That's foolish. Sure, one smack won't turn a child into a serial killer, but who knows where it will lead? If your neighbor's lawn sprinkler accidentally leaves spots on your new car, you can't go next door and smack his rear to get his attention. If you forget to turn off the lights when you leave the office for the evening, your boss can't give you a smack the following morning to help you remember. That's assault. Children are the last class of people who are still considered hittable."

Some kids get "rulered," while others are "whupped" or "popped." Sometimes they get "cuffed," "drubbed," "blipped" or "boxed." In Mr. Riak's view, the semantics don't matter: It's all a spanking, and according to the longtime corporal punishment abolitionist, it is unacceptable by any name, anywhere. "The public is in denial," he said, so much so that "you have to invent funny words to keep it from being serious. It's cartoon language: 'Oh, I'm not violent, I just gave him a butt-warming.'"

Riak, at 73, is a retired teacher who has dedicated over three decades of his life trying to convince people that you don't spoil a child by sparing the rod. And using the cane or rod or paddle or switch can cause mental scars for the life of that child. Physical punishment has for generations been outlawed against prisoners, the military, and the incarcerated mentally ill. (Ironically, the only place a child is safe from being hit is in the juvenile detention facilities.) Abolishing physical punishment of children is a movement that is fast gaining ground, particularly when it comes to corporal punishment in schools. So far the practice has been outlawed in 39 states, with the legislatures of several more states currently considering school no-CP laws. Nadine Block of Ohio-based nonprofit End Physical Punishment of Children said Riak's efforts have been instrumental in getting legislation passed across this country.

"It has to start in schools," Riak says. "If (teachers) do it, it represents authority, it represents the government condoning it. Parents say, 'What's wrong with it if the government can do it?' And schools use the excuse, 'What's wrong with it if they do it at home?' One hand washes the other."

Sitting in a small, cluttered backyard office the size of a woodshed, Riak talked about how he got involved in an effort he considers a natural extension of the civil rights and women's liberation movements. "(Spanking children) is the same as husbands hitting their wives 75 years ago," he said. "They're supposed to honor and obey, and if she serves the coffee cold, well, then she gets a slap to remind her."

These days, the 73-year-old founder of Parents and Teachers Against Violence in Education is persistently working to get corporal punishment out of the schools and homes in America. Eleven U.S. states still allow paddling in schools, and the discussion over spanking children at home is currently in nearly every newspaper in the country. For the no-spank movement, nothing on this scale has occurred in the past 50 years.

Jordan says he has only one goal now: To eliminate corporal punishment in every state, in every school, in every home in the USA.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month #80
August 1, 2008 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
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The greatest danger of all
is to allow new walls to divide us from one another…
The walls between the countries with the most and those with the least
cannot stand. The walls between races and tribes;
natives and immigrants; Christian and Muslim and Jew cannot stand.
These now are the walls we must tear down.

- Barack Obama


When I was attending Syracuse University in the Fifties and the tumult of campus life became too much to bear, I loaded up tent and sleeping bag, and Rex and I withdrew for the weekend to Letchworth State Park. It's a little-advertised park south of Rochester, on past Seneca Falls and Canandaigua. There the dog and I enjoyed a respite from campus clamor and tensions of classroom discussions and the incessant threat of exams and papers due.

We did nothing there but reconnect with the stunning natural beauty of that place, and absorb the quietude, the relaxing atmosphere of peace. No serious camping, no cooking fires or taking hikes or identifying from field manuals. We did not make work of it, or "a merit-badge learning experience". Some Cheddar cheese & crackers, a jug of water, and a can of KenL Ration, and we were content to just take in the pleasure and privilege of being a resident of this awesome planet. Returning to course assignments on Sunday evening, we were renewed and clear-headed, fresh again.

We sometimes forget we have gradually become trapped in the "rat race", accelerating on a "treadmill to oblivion", as radio comic Fred Allen expressed it so many years ago. People I talk with on the phone seem to be only partially there, and then I discover that they are doing the dishes or frying fish or driving the freeway or riding their bicycle. Multi-tasking makes human connection difficult if not impossible. One can't "be here now" when multi-tasking. That would be as foolish as practicing mindfulness breathing meditation while watching "As the World Turns".

The short essay below is one that I wrote in 1982 for "Homesteaders' News", the self-reliance magazine Sherrie and I founded and published. It expresses, to some extent, the spirit of our friends who sought to withdraw from the hurley-burley and pace of modern living, drop out of the competitive lifestyle, acquire an acre or five, built a cabin, raise their food, and live the Good Life.


THE BOTTOM OF SUMMER
© 1982 Norm Lee

There are always several remarkable days at mid-summer when everything in nature seems to come to a stop. It happens midway between Mayday and Halloween. Or count off equal days from the last frost in spring and back from first frost date in fall. There you'll find a few days - rarely a week - when nature stands perfectly still and quiet. The early garden has sated our hunger for greens and peas. The tomatoes are small and green and the corn is just going into silk. The plants seem to stay the same height for too long, yet you know they are growing. If you listen you can hear them stirring, ever so subtly, during the pauses while weeding.

It is neither the beginning nor the end. During the soft gray misting of dawn the lush wet jungle testifies to the richness of the earth. The brooding foliage manifests the silence of space. Daylight, having crept to its longest length for half the year, stalls at the prospect of shifting to reverse, seems reluctant to begin the trek toward winter.

It is the bottom of summer. The birds, delirious now with joy, talk of nothing but this hinge in time. This is, after all, the season earned in the struggle during the rest of the year. Half-grown rabbits hop by the hundreds in the brush by the back roads. Deer happily nibble tender leaves from apple trees, their tails switching furiously, signaling their intent to stare at us again to see if we have moved. Soon banks of wildflowers, having leaped through the fence into the garden, will blossom progressively into yellows, reds, whites, purples and blues, then bow out in shades of brown, with their stage-struck march toward fall. And the fireflies, now not nearly so numerous, continue still to blink their beacon way into the blackness.

All of nature seems to know that this is but a pause preceding the beginnings of the preparations for fall. An intermission, if you will, before the curtain rises on a drama that will climax with the outrageous colors of October, and finish with the falling of the December snows. But for now we can draw in long deep breaths and relearn how to see. How to smell, how to feel and to taste. In relaxing, we begin to feel human again, in touch with other humans. It is a time when being in a hurry feels like a crime against nature. Because nature itself is taking a few days off, and will not be disturbed. It is as Ogden Nash said about the ocean. Tiring of the demands of civilization, periodically it withdraws for while and hides. "And that, my friends, accounts for the tides."

In a silent walk among the spruce and oak in the warmth of a crimson evening, we become aware of the knowing among flora and fauna that we all ride this earth-boat together. During those moments when we aren't pushing and shoving each other for our "right" to tear up the plank that has our name on it, we might glimpse on a fast-forgotten fact: If we check the compulsion to fill all the time and all the space with divisions, diversions and distractions, there remains the perennial truth that, in reality, there is no separation. We might then wish to tape to the mirror the reminder:

As we do unto others,
we need to be mindful that
we are the others

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 79
July 1, 2008
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Though legal reform does not always touch the heart,
it often precedes it. So, the worldwide trend in outlawing CP
is leaving a mark and a standard that will be normal
for those kids who are currently growing up.

- Mady Gomez


I met Mady several years ago on the Psychohistory discussion lists, where she had seen my postings on child abuse and emailed me. From that moment we have been the best of friends and colleagues. Dominican born and raised in Canada then the U.S., her formal name is Madeleine Yvonne Rose Gomez, Ph.D. de Alvarez Sanchez. Her husband, Javier Alvarez Sanchez, is from Spain, and is a celebrated chef and restaurateur. Mady's two daughters, Michelle and Bianca, are young adults. Mady, Javier, and school-age Eric and Marcos divide their time between their home in Chicago, and the home of Mady's parents in South Florida.

Dr. Gomez is President of PsycHealth, Ltd, a minority, women's-run mental health services corporation which manages the mental health benefit for several groups and connects people with services. Her Home Intervention Program has recently won a national Gold Award from URAC. She also serves on the Board of Directors of both PTAVE and EPOCH, working with a number of colleagues (whom she much respects and admires) on the rights of children to be free of maltreatment.

As for recreation: "I love physical activities (swimming, horseback riding, skiing, water skiing, biking, nature, tennis, most sports (soccer, baseball, etc), foosball, and TKD) as well as knots, cooking and growing things."


Norm: What first awakened you to the problem of corporal punishment of children?

Dr. Mady Gomez: From a young age until the age of 16, I never lost touch with the feeling that being hit was not right (unlike some who develop an identification with the aggressor). I remember saying to myself that I was not going to follow in the footsteps of CP. I was always extremely sensitive and continue to be concerned about feelings and how we impact upon one another.

N: Countless people have become aware of the maltreatment of children and passed it by for other priorities, but you chose to stay with it and become active. What made the difference?

MG: I probably would have become part of the silent ones but my Supervisor in graduate school (Dr. Alba Muhlenberg - deceased) basically forced me to go into therapy. Though an unwritten requirement, I had put it off. Through therapy I was able to see with great clarity that violence is violence and no one deserves violence. In the course of my training I began to notice what many of my supervisors had not yet connected: that sending kids back home to a violent environment would yield no gains. In my professional career, that was my "aha" moment. After that I always stressed the importance of a violence-free home for my patients. I have never had a patient who did not see the sense in that.

N: What action, how & where, did you take at the outset?

MG: Apart from my clinical work, I started with community presentations in English - and in Spanish, for which there was a great need. I had a little poster from Michelle's "International Barbie" that had on it the UN's Declaration on the Rights of the Child. That was the underpinnings for my presentation. Eventually, ironically and serendipitously, that little fold up glossy was stolen or accidentally picked up at the end of a presentation when I would give away free supportive materials. As a result, I asked my friend, artist Kate Guerra to make the art for a poster for me. I find that the rights of the child is a simple and innocuous approach to the area of not hitting children. Though, when I first started doing the presentations I often drove home crying because the reception had been so hostile. But I can probably tackle now any argument for hitting kids that a person could think of, because I've heard them all.

N: Is the situation today better or worse than you expected? hoped for?

MG: The stats seems to support that things are better. Early in my work I lost friends over this. Now I don't think I have a single friend who thinks it's ok to hit a child. I've had the joy of having patients I saw as kids get in contact with me and let me know that they are breaking the mold and are raising their kids without CP. Also, I never thought that so many countries would, in my lifetime, take a stand against CP. Yet, there remains so much more work to do, especially in our USA. We are at a fascinating place in time as people in certain countries are accepting the idea that children are people and should be entitled to the same protection from violence as the rest of us.

N: What can you tell us about the causes of CP?

MG: You could probably write a dissertation on that question. I believe the causes are psychohistorical as well as rooted in the family and family dynamics. Violence has long been used as a method to control others and as a means to attack problems. This has had heavy costs on society, the individual, the family and the world. We have not learned from our history and as such have repeated it.

N: A few years ago I began my Step Up Resolution List ("spankus interruptus") to physically intervene when a child is being abused in public. That had a good run, over 270 signing on with me, to my surprise and delight. Do you think this sort of approach is worthwhile, or ought we to turn our attention and efforts to more confrontational methods at institutions, such as those PTAVE is currently pursuing in North Carolina?

MG: Personally, I think there is room for every approach - individual with the people we meet, our friends, our patients; petitions such as yours; legal reform; educational as in booklets, pamphlets; media; and the various approaches taken by the advocacy groups, etc. There is no one method that is going to reach all people - so I think that various approaches complement one another and allow for the best dissemination and positive change. In the final analysis though, exposure to the idea of no CP may be all we can do for those hell bent on justifying the practice.

N: What is the most important direction or focus for us all now?

MG: I believe that our true focus should remain and always be the kids. I think reaching out to the kids and teaching them alternatives, positive expression of anger, the importance of non-violence, etc. is what will spearhead us into the future. So, I'd love to see more prevention programs directed at kids prior to the ages when they start to develop identification with the aggressor. Education of new parents would be a plus also.

N: Turning to your own family, your two girls were early children, your two boys were later children.

MG: Actually, I had a child in each decade of my child bearing years - (LOL). I tend to treat kids equally and believe in exposing them to the wonders of the world and as many things as possible, especially in the areas that I have some experience.

N: Your childrearing approach must have changed during those years, depending on what you learned from study and from the children themselves. In what ways did your parenting practice evolve over time?

MG: I think that I've hopefully just gotten better with years. I've always tried to be there for my kids and try to have the doors of communication open always. I think I've learned that sometimes no matter how hard you try, there are going to be other influences and you have to still be there when your kids make mistakes.

I think I structure more time for my boys than I did for the girls. All had music lessons - Bianca is a musician/composer, Eric plays drums, Marcos, guitar, and Michelle can play some piano, guitar and drums. I've had all the kids express themselves through dancing, both formally and informally. And I believe that common courtesy and manners are the mark of a good education - an education that is available to anyone regardless of how many years of schooling they've had. Sometimes, I think much of the world could be improved just through simple caring and courtesy. Random acts of kindness, our spiritual nature and volunteering, as well as being a good friend, are areas that I'd like to think I've promoted to my kids. As each child is unique, parenting is really on the job training - hopefully guided by love.

N: Did you treat the boys just as you did the girls?

MG: The boys have been lucky to have two older sisters as I find the two brothers just LOVE to COMPETE. I am usually the peacekeeper and try to be supportive and fair. Older sisters don't feel as competitive and let the younger ones win (for example). Luckily the two brothers have so much fun together. However, it can be tough to be younger one always competing with the older one - so I try to model empathy for what it might be like for the other person. When I see my sons with other little children - I see their compassion and ability to play. That makes me happy and proud. At any age, raising kids takes energy. And, (it may sound cliché,) but girls and boys are different. Not that they need different treatment but they do express themselves differently.

N: Did you have a policy against CP from the outset, or did that come later? When and why?

MG: No CP, thanks to arguing with my shrink for a couple of years about it. He helped me come to clear point that it wasn't necessary, it had negative effects and no one deserves violence. It was a strange position to come to in a world that was full of CP as the norm at that time. I am so grateful.

N: Which parent was the principle discipline influence?

MG: I have been the one who structures the family life. The girls did not have benefit of a father who was involved. Javier (the boys' father) is supportive and loves to play with them. So far the balance works and when kids are playing, studying, learning, and enjoying life - really it is consideration that bonds the family. I guess I encourage and expect cooperation from them, much as I cooperate with each family member.

N: What were/are the most important forces at work in U.S. society (or worldwide), i.e., the prime influences for change in children's treatment?

MG: First of all the number of groups dedicated to this area has grown significantly. Then, I think the ability to connect through the Internet and offer support to one another has promoted growth and shared a lot of information as well as education. Through it I have been happy to find fellow non-violence advocates. I thank each and every one of our fellow advocates for the work, care and time invested in this area. I especially thank you, Norm, for your tireless efforts as well as those times when you have supported me through the inevitable rough patches we encounter with people who are staunchly pro-CP under a multitude of faulty rationale. Lastly, while I think that though legal reform does not always touch the heart, it often precedes it. So, the worldwide trend in outlawing CP is leaving a mark and a standard that will be normal for those kids who are currently growing up. I can only imagine positive progress as a result.

N: What do you do for recreation, your time to relax from the stresses of the demanding work that you do?

MG: I love physical activities (swimming, horseback riding, skiing, water skiing, biking, nature, tennis, most sports (soccer, baseball, etc), foosball, and TKD) as well as knots, cooking and growing things. I've been a swimming instructor and a recording artist; I am a flamenco dancer/singer, and have been working for the past five years on a book of love poems. That would be my second book of poetry, as well as completing a cookbook with Javier on his Spanish Tapas Recipes. But, mostly, I've been enjoying my kids!

Thank you, Mady. - Norm


The Norm Report - Month 78
June 1, 2008 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Visits: 21,800 and counting...

The result of our reliance on punishment to solve problems
is a society that now teeters on
the brink of chaos.

- Norm Lee


PUNISHMENT IS NOT DISCIPLINE IS NOT PUNISHMENT
Condensed from Chapter Five: Parenting Without Punishing


What Is Meant by "Discipline"?
Any local or national poll about childrearing or schools will show that what people want is "more discipline." What is meant is more coercion, more restrictions, more policing, more punishment, and more fear. Above all, more fear. Such mean-spirited sentiment is behind the popular notion of discipline. But it is anti-freedom, anti-children, and anti-education. For fostering self-discipline is not possible in a climate of fear.

What most people mean by "discipline" is this: "Do what you're told by authority, do it without hesitation or question, regardless of what you think or how you feel; do what is expected of you, do it cheerfully because a child's duty is to please grown-ups; take your medicine, accept your punishment without complaint, because it is good for your soul and good for your character. If you fail to do what you're told, when you're told, and how you're told, there is something wrong with you. The remedy for your wrongness is to humiliate you with punishment. This will make you righteous. Now be grateful; the pain I give you shows I care about you--it's for your own good, you know.

"If you think differently, have a different vision or entertain creative ideas, if you persist in exploring your own interests and in learning in your own manner, or even (gasp) in taking charge of your own life, you will be shamed and punished until your spirit is broken, and you conform to our notion of who you should be--dependent on bosses."

Every child who is not thoroughly brainwashed and/or reduced to abject cowardice recognizes that message as the Big Lie, perpetrated on children by those who exert control over them. The pity is that such barbaric treatment is fully supported by the community. It is said to be "discipline." when in fact it is not discipline at all; it is undisciplined, unrestrained bullying, plain and simple. It is enforced submission to the arbitrary interests of those wielding the power to do so. It is "traditional discipline"--conditioning identical to that used in Roman times and by today's American Kennel Club.

Punishment kills discipline--it cannot grow and mature under threat of force. Those who think it can are too dangerous to be allowed around children; they are suited more to swatting terriers and pit bulls into blind, knee-jerk obedience, tho dog training is no longer done with whips and folded newspapers.

Discipline Is Natural, Inborn
Authoritarian types sincerely believe that discipline cannot be acquired except under compulsion, the more unpleasant the better and by brute force if necessary. Yet all around them are highly disciplined skateboarders, trick bicyclists, garage musicians, shade tree mechanics, expert chess players, and sidewalk lemonade entrepreneurs. There are pool sharks and merit-badge-earning Boy Scouts and NBA-bound basketball players, none having been punched or conned or battered into their chosen disciplines. Children are born with the drive to acquire discipline in their own way, as with all learning, and would do so even if raised by wolves. Especially so. Self-discipline is a survival skill, instinctual. Only persistent punishing can discourage its maturation.

A baby begins acquiring discipline at the moment of birth, perhaps before. It is how they learn how the world works. Babies and toddlers will naturally follow the very steps scientists use to discover new truths. They examine an object, do something to it, observe what happens, reap unsatisfactory results, then try something else until they hit on the answer that produces the results they are looking for. In time there arises an eagerness to make a positive difference in their world. In the process they deepen their understanding of the world and how it wags. This is exactly the approach used by Nobel Prize-winning scientists.

Discipline is learning. It is maturing, growing up, which every child is bent on doing, as fast as he or she can do it. Discipline is developing the skills required to accomplish goals. It is working to get what they want, and to go where they want to go. Children respond easily to discipline of the team type. Even in a pick-up ball game there is a discipline structure; where rules of play are lacking, they are made up and agreed to on the spot. Aversion to discipline is not inborn, nor is sin, or badness. Resistance to force and being robbed of the right to freedom--that is inborn. A child's natural direction is to acquire the discipline necessary to be free and happy.

Adults like to see orderly progress. That way they can measure it, evaluate it, exert control over it. But self-discipline does not work that way. It begins internally, progresses in fits and starts, in leaps and plateaus, in zigzag or spiral fashion. Before indoor pools and ice rinks, there was a popular saying: "We learn to swim in the winter and skate in the summer." After a summer of trying to swim and failing, come the following spring the child jumps in and does the Australian crawl across the pond. All winter something was happening inside--call it "discipline"--that was "teaching" him or her to swim. But adults delude themselves into thinking that nothing can be learned unless it is taught, and tested at every step. They think they are "teaching" by "reinforcement"--the A's, gold stars, and praise; and by punishment--the scowls, the shaming, the ridicule, and the swats. Add to this the blind belief that a credentialed authority must teach the "content", otherwise it won't be properly learned. This is destructive, idiotic nonsense. These are the shock troops in the War Against Children.

Children incarcerated in schools need desperately to escape the compulsory life. Kids by the millions are involved after school and on weekends in disciplines the school tells them they can't master for lack of official lessons and for lack of discipline. Witness the dozens, the hundreds of games and skills that millions of kids are engaged in, from roller-blade acrobatics, rock bands and rock climbing and rock collecting, the list is endless. (The clamor is now on efforts to take control of these informal after-school activities too, on the theory that limiting freedom will reduce crime. Boys and Girls Clubs) are now enforcing homework time before allowing games.)

No one who has seen the X-Games can doubt the existence of natural discipline. No one who has seen, as I have, a 10-year-old quickly master a computer that has baffled for months one of my generation. They are drawn to them because computers give them immediate and honest answers without praise or punishment, they demand neither obedience nor worship, and they are impartial absolutely. Self-discipline grows by pleasing oneself, pursuing ones' own happiness. Authoritarian parents and schoolmasters kill discipline and destroy the spirit of freedom, then complain that there is something wrong with the child. "She's unmotivated." "He 'suffers from' a behavior problem." And the current favorite, "He's has Attention Deficit Disorder." But somehow the ADD disappears the moment school lets out.

The Key to the World
Inner discipline is self-chosen, and develops by self-direction. Within this, a child of 6, 7, or 8 chooses the rigors of ballet discipline, because she loves the beauty of it, or loves the ballet teacher, or loves her dancing mother. A boy or girl can choose the discipline of karate for their own reasons. It is a question of who does the choosing. Little success can be expected if it is imposed "for their own good." What is needed from the adult world is trust. Faith in the fundamental goodness of the child. Unless he is punished, shamed, or disrespected, he will not disappoint you. Given a passable role model, he or she will grow to be a genuine, authentic person. To demand anything other is an affront to their integrity.

For discipline to develop, there must be fearlessness. And that can grow only in freedom. Discipline takes us to levels of excellence realized nowhere else. Discipline is the door to the joyful experience of living. When we see that, we take delight in our practice: Our direction is right and we are on our way, the way we ourselves have chosen. We can learn from mistakes; we cannot learn from hounding and flogging. Inner wisdom tells the child that discipline is the key to the world.

Many Disciplines, Many Kinds of Discipline
While there are many disciplines, author John Holt talks about these three kinds. At first there is the discipline of nature, of reality. Waving of arms, kicking of legs grasping at objects calls for adjusting to the laws of nature--without their being taught. When beginning to walk, the disciplines of body motion and gravity come into play. Babies must--on their own--develop the discipline needed to function in the world. It is said that if babies were taught how to walk, most of us would still be crawling around on our hands and knees. The most important things we've learned, we have taught ourselves. Play is children's serious work, that of learning and practicing self-chosen disciplines. Hold the cone upright, or the ice cream drops. Hit the nail squarely, or you can't build the doghouse. Keep the bicycle rolling, or you fall over.

Next there is the discipline of culture, of society. This is the collection of customs, habits, rules, expectations and agreements that glue society--its people--into a community. Children are eager to become participants, so they watch very carefully to understand adult interaction so they can imitate it. They want dearly to do things right. And whatever is modeled for them defines what is "right." Much of this stays with them all their lives. We know now that children will do things "right" until authority punishes them, saying, "Do as I say, not as I do!" From then on, "right and "wrong" are simply rules arbitrary enforced by hypocrites. The difference between "right" and "wrong" then, depends on who's bigger, or who gets caught.

Thus enters the discipline of superior force, the brutish power of the animal realm. It is the bully, the dictator, the control freak. It is the sergeant to the private, the cop to the criminal, the school principal wielding the paddle over the cringing child. It is the mother with the strap. They all say the same thing: "Submit to my will or I'll make you suffer until you do." Under such control, the natural discipline of the child, natural morality, can be suppressed or caused to wither away in despair, along with courage, independent spirit, and all hope for a satisfying life. Just as it retards the maturation process, punishment prevents learning.

All punishment is harmful. Even the apparently innocuous "time-out" has serious effects on a small child's sense of identity, emotions, feelings of security and acceptance. It happens to millions of children, day after day. It has happened to the great majority of Americans, disgruntled and stressed-out, who are now leading lives of not-so-quiet desperation while busily destroying the dignity and spirit of their sons and daughters and classroom students. This ugliness and suffering--of adults and children alike--need not be carried over to the next generation.

Self-Discipline for Parents
Beethoven's father tried to beat him into being a concert pianist, like Mozart. But Ludwig adamantly resisted superior force. Knowing he could not create without freedom, he resolutely marched to the beat of his own drum. He learned piano because he liked piano discipline. He sought out the exquisite discipline of composition teachers like Haydn and Salieri.

Hitler's father beat Adolf mercilessly to "discipline" him. The boy sought the discipline that art offered, but he was rejected by the art school. His brief time as a soldier did not provide the kind of discipline he needed. The result was that he never acquired discipline, only indulgence in his hatreds. He knew only victimization, and having had his fill of that he set out to victimize the world. (No disciplined leader would have invaded Russia with winter approaching.) The rest is history: he started the war that killed over 50 million people. Fifty million people.

Parents and teachers and life-hating types try to mold their children into inhibited, fearful, obedient inferiors who will devote their lives to duty and "don't give authoriies no trouble." Strict discipline is self-hate, projected by self-defined failures trying to win success vicariously. To them, children are property, without lives of their own. Those pathetic parents, said A. S. Neill, "were never allowed to live and love, were made to submit to humiliating punishment, and are frightened by freedom." They heartily support paddle-swinging official bullies to beat their children, schoolmasters "hired to do parents' dirty work."

The "disciplinarian" robs the child of the responsibility of developing self-discipline. He or she takes over the discipline job and forces the child to dance to authority's tune. It leaves the child with an unpleasant experience and a negative view of "discipline." It is tragic for any child to be denied the opportunity to develop self-discipline. Millions suffer needlessly because brutal and stupid parents and teachers want to be known as "strict disciplinarians". The result of our society's reliance on the punishment of superior force is a society that now teeters on the brink of chaos. -

Norm


The Norm Report - Month 77
May 1, 2008

A human being is a part of the whole
called by us 'the universe'... He experiences himself,
his thoughts and feelings,
as something separate from the rest -
a kind of optical delusion of consciousness. This delusion
is a kind of prison for us…
Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening
our circle of understanding and compassion…

- Albert Einstein


BUCKY

He had reached a life crisis. At age 32, after failing at everything he attempted, R. Buckminster Fuller decided he would take his own life.

One midnight in 1927 he sat on the huge cold rocks on the shore of Lake Michigan, staring into the deep dark water, and dwelt on his failures. In stature he measured only 5'2", furthermore he was neither aggressive not competitive by nature. He had been expelled from Harvard in his freshman year. He had failed repeatedly in a series of business attempts. The year before, he had done all he could, but it was not enuf to prevent his precious child from dying in her cradle. Tho a new daughter was recently born, he was still grieving and suffering deep depression.

The world was later to know "Bucky" Fuller as the internationally celebrated genius who invented of the geodesic dome plus dozens of other architectural and engineering marvels. But that night he had reached the nadir in his life: He was forced to accept that he was not destined to be even a mediocre player in the grand game of getting and spending - the role that was expected of him and all men. Broke, with no job and plagued by despair, he said to himself, "What's the point? Everything I touch turns to shit".

The year was 1927 when he sat on the hard rocks with the cold wind to his back, pondering his lousy luck and finding not a single reason to go on living. He was not even a good husband and father, he thought, and feared that his infant daughter might die, as did the first, with him helpless to prevent it. It was too much to bear, his inadequacies. He looked into the black water and thought about the burden he must be to his small family. He was a major impediment to their happiness. They were young, he reasoned. He loved them. They deserved a chance for a new start in life. His death would liberate them.

So there on the shore, with the angry waves crashing at his feet, the moment of decision had come. But before jumping, the young reader of philosophy felt he had to review and examine his most fundamental values. Each individual, including himself, he reflected, was an integral part in the unity and order of the universe. He was but a tiny fragment, but not an insignificant one. The poet John Donne had written years before that the clod of clay washed from the shore makes the continent less. As he pondered, it gradually came to him why his efforts had been in vain: He had been struggling to please his surrogate parents - who had appeared in the form of employers and institutions. How could I please a fantasy? Have I been living for an illusion? he asked. Why not start living for himself instead? If my problem stems from seeking the love and approval of fantasy parents, he decided, I must be insane.

Live for himself? Better yet, he could live for mankind. He could give up the quest for worldly success; he could stop running the treadmill race. "You must choose between making money and making sense," he said to himself. "The two are mutually exclusive." What is this obsession about reaching goals?

By first light that morning he had decided that he would go on living - but not as before: He would live as though he had died that night; he would begin a new life. Being now dead, his new life could be an experiment. No more trying to please middle management "parents". From then on, eschewing profit and gain, he would examine the question, as Ben Franklin did, "What is it on this planet that needs doing …that probably won't happen unless I take responsibility for it?"

As dawn broke he had resolved to live henceforth as an employee of the Universe. All his work would be for the good of humankind. He devoted his mind and time and energy to contributing to the community where he lived by simply Being - and doing what was there to be done. Because it was no longer personal, he no longer took criticism personally. And criticism was inevitable since he was certainly an oddity, thinking like no one else on "spaceship earth", as he called it. "Why don't I simply do what needs doing here, go ahead and do it, and not sweat the results?" he asked himself. The question really became: What do I really care about? and, What is the best and simplest contribution I can give to it?

Fuller, inspired with a new and selfless purpose in life, withdrew into seclusion. When he emerged two years later, having looked deeply into himself, he had resolved to begin "the search for the principles governing the universe and help advance the evolution of humanity in accordance with them... finding ways of doing more with less to the end that all people everywhere can have more and more" Henceforth he devoted his mind and creative energy to contributing to the world community by simply Being, by trusting his Humanity, his Basic Goodness. His Inherent Wisdom. In so doing, he was touching his Basic Sanity, his Authentic Being, as old and as universal as the Teachings of Buddhism.

He was 85 when we talked, one-on-one, in 1980. He had already been presented with forty-four honorary degrees and been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize, yet his modesty and his compassion was profoundly impressive. In Corning, NY, that day he had dazzled us by filling the blackboard wall-to-wall with the math and equations he used to work out his geodesic and dymaxion theories, and then he told us, with disarming conviction, that each one of us could do as well. Such was his faith that, buried beneath our years of conditioning there is Basic Intelligence. We had only to peal away the layers of misinformation, illusions, and lies. Then we, too, can tap it.

In private we talked about our prospects for surviving as a world, a planet, a species. Eight years before there had been a hair-raising confrontation with U.S.S.R. over nuclear weapons in Cuba. Our beloved earth-home is in peril, he said. With unbridled nationalism and Pentagon pugnacity, what chance did we have? And with rampant capitalism exploiting and poisoning the planet, what would be left of "spaceship earth"? We ended our sober discussion with his emphasizing the urgent need for the coming generation - the People - to find ways to control and curb "the aggression of governments and the greed of corporations". Nothing less could stop it.

"Bucky" was to live only three more years.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 76
April 1, 2008
E-mail: norm@bmi.ne


The most positive social changes
have followed mass improvements in the way
children are treated.

Robin Grille


A VISIT WITH NADINE BLOCK

Nadine Block is Director of The Center for Effective Discipline, a nonprofit organization which she herself founded, and which is headquarters for EPOCH-USA and the National Coalition to Abolish Corporal Punishment in Schools. (More info on www.stophitting.org).

Nadine has been an elementary school teacher, a school psychologist, and Regional Director and Legislative Chair of the National Association of School Psychologists. She served as the Governmental Relations Manager of the Ohio School Psychologists Association for 13 years. She has written for many national magazines and professional journals about the mistreatment of children, and presented at numerous child abuse conferences. Since 1988 she has received nine major awards for her work, almost all of which has been without remuneration.

She has been debated, interviewed, and badgered in over fifty media venues: magazines, newspapers, radio, TV - including all the major TV networks' morning shows - and from Larry King Live to Hannity & Comb, from Family Circle Magazine to Philadelphia Inquirer, from NY Times to LA Times. Nadine co-chairs EPOCH-USA with Dr. Robert Fathman, a clinical psychologist in Columbus, Ohio. She founded and chairs SpankOut Day, USA - “Raising Good Kids Without Hitting”, an annual event now recognized internationally on April 30th. Her husband, she says, is "an elder law attorney who is an Ohio conservative and calls me his 'Wisconsin Communist ' for her crusading efforts to improve the plight of victimized children. She is grandmother of 10 children under age 13, and does aerobics, yoga, and weight training.

NORM LEE: You were instrumental in 1985 in getting a bill passed to allow Ohio school districts to ban CP, and in 1989 a law to make schools collect data on the corporal punishment inflicted. What have you done lately?

NADINE BLOCK: I'm very proud of helping. ATLA (trial lawyers) get civil immunity for paddling injuries out of George Bush’s first Leave No Child Behind legislation (see NY Times May 11, 2001). I am currently leading a coalition of 48 organizations seeking a complete ban on school corporal punishment in Ohio public schools (HB 406) http://www.stophitting.com/disatschool/proclamation-from-ohio-citizens

NL: How did you first get interested in cp of children?

NB: I was told to be a witness to a paddling by a principal. I was the building school psychologist. He told me to sit down and then proceeded to hit a 9 or 10 year-old boy. I didn’t do anything. I just sat there. I think I was shocked. I guess that was my first questioning of it as an institutional practice. I grew up in Wisconsin - I never saw paddling.

NL: So you were moved to take action?

NB: I didn’t really get incensed about it until I started attending meetings with a little group of folks about 1983/84--they had just started meeting about banning corporal punishment in Ohio. I was representing the Ohio School Psychologists Association as their lobbyist (I worked for them part time and in the schools part time). Bob Fathman’s daughter had been hit and he was one of the folks there so that’s how Bob and I met and started working together. Also attending were a couple of folks from Children’s Hospital in Columbus who were incensed over the number of kids coming into ER with paddling injuries. A hospital social worker took color photos of the injuries and wrote little stories about why the children were paddled. It was horrifying.

Russ Miller, executive director of the League Against Child Abuse (it was then the NCPCA state office), became a leader in the group. He got some funding in 1986 through the Ohio Children’s Trust Fund to open an office to educate the public and go after a ban and he asked me if I would be the executive director of this group – and that began the Center for Effective Discipline. I thought it would be fun to do, and I already had lobbying experience. In the early years I was paid, but later, when I had to look for money to pay myself, I decided that I enjoyed working so much I didn’t need the money

NL: So the ban on CP in Ohio schools - how long did that take? Did you face hostility?

NB: I worked for nine years to get the ban bill passed in OH – all the major education organizations fought it so we had to settle for a limited ban in 1993. I got mentally toughened by experiences like being called a liar in committee by opponents and by nasty political tricks. I was thrown out of a representative’s office for carrying a weapon. I had taken a paddle with me as I usually did when visiting legislators. The Rep called it a "weapon" and threw me out. But he failed to see it as a weapon against children: A couple weeks later he voted to keep such weapons in the classroom. It's sad to hear so many inane excuses by lawmakers and education folks for hitting kids…I’ve learned to pick my battles with those folks and I have been comforted and calmed by knowing we will always win.

NL: I know what battling ignorance is like. In eleven years here I still get anonymous calls accusing me of voodoo (teaching yoga) and viewing Internet porn (I suggested a search of "spanking" to see the sexual connection). And angry editorials threatening to spank me. Do you get that?

NB: I sometimes get telephone calls with a belligerent introduction “ARE YOU A CHRISTIAN?” But I usually end up with a fairly comfortable relationship with those folks because my response is “I guess you are concerned about discipline. So am I”.

NL: Do you remember when you first developed compassion for those suffering?

NB: I was taught and saw modeled in my parents that you need to do something about the plight of the less fortunate, not just talk. It’s probably in my genes and in a cultural inheritance of growing up in a Wisconsin German Catholic community in the 1950s. I remember adults as being stern with children but I don’t think there was much hitting of children. As a school psychologist, I was always interested in helping children who didn’t fit the mold – children with disabilities and gifted children. The children who don’t fit in are the ones who are hit most often. I don’t believe hitting children is fair morally or under the law and I see them as a poorly protected class of citizens.

NL: How were you treated as a child? Were you spanked?

NB: I only remember one spanking by my father for supposedly lying – I guess I remember it because I was spanked for something I shouldn’t have been reprimanded for. That cut into my Wisconsin “fairness” gene. My parents had better ways of punishing us – weeding the garden (at least an acre or so it seemed) and lots of work on the dairy farm if we argued with one another or were disobedient. We (five children) would weed the garden grumbling about our parents’ punishment and talk about how we were going to pack sandwiches and run away to the woods. My parents are still living – in their 93rd year, married 73 years and living on their own fairly comfortably.

NL: What challenges do you find in making advances against CP?

NB: I think the biggest challenge is having to live with the snail’s pace of social change. Adah Maurer mentored many of us and educated the public on the effects of school corporal punishment through her publication "The Last Resort". She was an optimist. She forecasted that all school corporal punishment would end by the year 2,000. With 29 states banning it, we aren’t close to that even now. Since her death in 1998 only two states have banned it. I can see Adah scowling and wondering why we aren’t getting the job done! It’s tougher getting it banned today. Most of the states that still allow it have a strong history of support for beating children, and their state legislatures are loathe to take this issue on. We’ve had a very conservative political environment not favorable to this issue.

NL: What have you found to be the most effective approach to defeating CP?

NB: Change has taken place more rapidly in banning corporal punishment through regulations for child care, foster care, and institutional settings. Almost all states have banned it in those settings. Government employees in regulatory agencies have been more likely to read and react to research on this issue than state legislatures. So why all of the grousing about bureaucrats? I say “Hooray for bureaucrats!!” Check out laws in different setting on our website: http://www.stophitting.com/laws/stateLegislation.php

Patience and stubborn persistence are effective. We have strengths of research and moral support for a ban on our side. I’ve seen a great deal of change in my own state of Ohio where 68,000 kids were struck in the mid-1980s. No districts banned corporal punishment. In 2006-07 only 270 children were struck 473 times. Only 17 districts (out of 611 public school districts and about 250 charter schools) reported paddling that school year. That’s nice, but that’s 270 children too many. Attitudes are changing. Some Ohio legislators who fought corporal punishment bans twenty years ago are now “reformed”. I get fewer inane arguments from proponents of corporal punishment. The paddling aficionados are aware that the old arguments won’t hold and they stick to the “community values” argument. It's the same as the “local control” argument; a cynical response when you have no other arguments to offer.

It's important to write letters to newspaper editors challenging articles supporting corporal punishment. It's important to keep getting bills to ban its use introduced in statehouses of paddling states. It's important to encourage citizens to get corporal punishment banned in their local districts. When a majority of local districts ban corporal punishment, it is easier to get a state legislature to ban it. States banning corporal punishment of children in public settings are now beginning to see legislation restricting or banning its use in homes. That's the human rights challenge for children in the 21st century. We will win! Times they are a-changing … but slowly.

NR: SpankOut Day will soon be here (April 30th). When and why did you begin this movement?

NB: I initiated SpankOut Day USA April 30th in 1998 for EPOCH-USA in order to bring widespread attention to the need to end physical punishment of children and to provide information about non-violent discipline alternatives. I created and oversee a mini-grant program that gives non-profits, churches and schools support for informational programs that teach effects of physical punishment and alternatives. See: http://www.stophitting.com/spankOut/2008SpankOutDayEvents.php

NR: I know you've traveled much of the world, including China. What did you learn there about school CP?

NB: My first husband and I started a family textile import business in China in 1982-83, as the wave of importing began. Since there were no private businesses in China, we negotiated with the Chinese government for textile contracts. As a school psychologist, I was interested in Chinese education and providing for individual differences of children. I visited a Chinese school in Beijing and talked with teachers through an interpreter about their work. I asked them if they had children with behavior problems. They did not. If their children misbehaved, they said, parents lost their travel permits and sent back to the countryside. The incentive, while hardly to be condoned, seemed to work.

NR: And you've traveled to many other countries as well.

NB: I’ve been on every continent except Australia and Antarctica - for both work and pleasure. One of the most interesting pleasure trips we took involved a visit to tribes in the Sepik River Basin in New Guinea. These are still hunter-gatherer communities. They were believed to have been cannibals until the 1960s. One of the Rockefellers disappeared in that area during that time. Their coming of age rite of passage still involves scarification and sometimes death and one-half of the children do not live to age 10. I prefer “soft adventure” travel – although some of it hasn’t been quite as “soft” as I expected. We were in Nairobi the day of the embassy bombing in 1998. I have seen the Moai on Easter Island, Angkor Wat in Cambodia, Timbuktu in Mali, Marrakech in Morocco, Petra in Jordan, the Serengeti Plain in Tanzania, the Taj Mahal in India, burning orange lava streams flowing down Mt Etna at 4 am, Tunisia during Ramadan, and the ruins of Machi Picchu. Last summer we played golf at the legendary St. Andrews Course in Scotland.

Thank you, Nadine.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 75
March 2, 2008 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: http://www.nopunish.net
In 5 years: 20,500 visits & counting.

No one has a right to
sit down and feel hopeless.
There is too much work to do.

- Dorothy Day


JOSEPH CHILTON PEARCE - PART TWO

(For Part One, go to website, click on "Archives" & select Norm Report 74 - Feb 08.)

Idea 1.: Following conception and birth our genetic make-up keeps changing - by gradually shifting from reptilian brain to cognitive brain - until at least age eleven, maybe twelve. Then the brain does a "fine tuning", rejecting any extra neural ties in either the reptilian brain or the intellectual brain, depending on how the child is treated. Progress must proceed from neural connections in the survival brain to the connections to the growing intellectual brain. An abused child, needing to protect himself, cannot grow intellectually as a safe child can. I.E., their life intelligence is determined by whether they feel loved/secure or rejected/abandoned.

Idea 2.: If the child has not had that love, that heart/brain nurturing, then to "undo" the damage he/she MUST, one way or another, be provided with sufficient love and acceptance. This means massive affection and love nurturing that includes verbal communication with eye contact, physical play/games, and a feeling of belonging. Only then will they have a chance of growing to be whole persons. "We must understand here that the emotional and physical are essentially the same. So many American teenagers today have been deprived of touch and love from the very beginning of their lives," Pearce said.

Idea 3.: The child whose emotional/physical-touch nurturing needs have not been met - and there are millions - looks for some alternative way to meet those needs - and find false replacements for the missing nurturing that failed them. The remedy is not so terribly difficult; it just takes "heart". In Upstate New York Ann Morrison has been working for 15 years with the worst teenage convicts in maximum-security prisons. She has found success with therapeutic activities like play-acting, music, art, etc. To her surprise, illiterate teenagers began writing their own stories, writing poetry, began educating themselves. How did that happen? Pearce says, "With great love, she went in and began quietly telling her stories, even though they had the TVs going and the usual [chaos] that teenagers do. And she was able to reach them because she was offering something that they had never had -- a mother figure, a compassionate woman friend." she gave them a love they could trust."

Idea 4.: Studies in Sweden indicate that the violence of children is simply not present in children that have sufficient imagination. The power to create images in their respective minds provides them with alternatives to violence. Ann Morrison is helping those kids to make the connection between heart and emotional brain that they had been deprived of in childhood. In a way they have done an internal makeover by reconnecting the heart-emotional brain they were deprived of as children.

Idea 5.: Unfortunately, most American children are raised on a heavy diet of television - which pretty much results in the death of imagination. Too much of it curtails the ability to create mental images of things, persons, events that are not in their experience. Over 40 years ago it was discovered that children's minds go catatonic while watching TV. The light from TV and computer screens hypnotizes, in a way, causing the brain to eventually close down. When they got wise to this, TV producers began using "startle effects" or any dramatic changes in the programs targeting children, alerting the kids to pay closer attention. "As a result," says Pearce, " what we have are periodic bursts of violent imagery in children's cartoons…" Now there are some 16 instances of violence every 30 minutes for children to feed on.

As Pearce explains it, "While the higher brain, or neocortex, knows that the images on TV aren't real, the lower, or the 'reptilian' brain does not. This means that when a child views violence on television, the reptilian brain sends a series of alarm messages up to the emotional brain, which in turn immediately contacts the heart. The moment the heart receives any indication of negativity or danger, it drops out of its usual harmonic mode into an incoherent one, triggering the release of the single most potent hormone in the human body, known as cortisol. Cortisol instantly wakes up the brain and causes it to produce trillions of neural links in order to ready the individual to face the emergency.

"Then, as soon as the heart gets the message that the coast is clear, another hormone is released to dissolve all of the new neural pathways that weren't used to make a quick, adaptive reaction to the perceived threat. The trouble with current-day children's television programming is that there's never any let-down, and the brain of the average American child, who has watched 5000 to 6000 hours by the age of five of six, is suffering a great deal of confusion as a result. The massive over-stimulus from TV is causing the brain to maladapt in ways previously thought impossible. It is literally breaking down on all levels of neural development."

Researchers in Germany found that…"When they placed the young test-subject in a natural environment that had no high-density stimuli, such as come from television, they grew very anxiety-ridden, bored and tended toward violence. The final disturbing finding of the German study is that there has been, over the same twenty-year period, a 20% reduction in the children's awareness of their natural environment."

Remember Jerry Mander's book in 1978? In "Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television" he presented similar warnings about the dangers to children of excessive TV watching. The research in the 30 years since then shows the TV prevents neural growth in children's undeveloped brains: their brains cannot effectively create images, that is, it tends to kill the imagination. And it's not just the program content; the very technological design deeply affects the child's - and grown-ups - physiology. Because while in nature the brain responds to reflected light, the light from TV and computers is radiant light. In brief, "the brain tends to close down in response to radiant light." That's what hypnotizes children with hours of TV watching.

Idea 6.: Problem: Since the young generation needs to be trained in the use of computers, just how can that be done without using computers? Answer: The children must first acquire the ability to use their creative minds, in a word, learn how to think. Given that, the danger is over. Piaget taught that the architecture of knowledge must be built in the first twelve years for abstract thinking to develop.

Idea 7.: Dr. Pearce teaches that adolescents, feeling inadequate and adrift in a strange world, in general can be characterized thus:

  1. a feeling of great expectations of important life happenings;
  2. a vague feeling of being endowed with potential greatness;
  3. an insatiable hunger, a glass eternally only half full.
This is mid-teen years, when they turn from parents to role models or mentors, an image to provide life direction. In the U.S., too often that spiritual vacuum is filled by rock stars, fashion models, and TV actors. (And the economy depends on it.) Throughout human history this is the stage where certain ceremonies introduced children into the adult world. This lack is a serious disservice to today's youth; this is necessary to establish meaning in their lives, but it is prevented in a materialistic world. The man who invented MTV, when asked if he understood the power he had over teenagers, he said, "…we don't influence 14-year-olds, we own them."

Then what hope is there? Pearce: "I don't think you can change this reality on any large-scale basis. You can only try to work around the edges and hope to reach one individual at a time. No one's going to change the overall system. All we can do is appeal to parents who have ears to hear and who are willing to take the risk of getting their children out of this madness and protect them against it.

Idea 8.: Most teenagers, prevented from developing their own interests and values, need guidance in examining who they are and what they want in life, rather that letting youth culture/entertainment culture decide for them. "Instead of spending millions of dollars trying to fix what's wrong with teens we should invest in educating people to be good parents, to love and nurture their babies and young children so they don't have huge problems later on.

"The first four years of life are the most important. In Sweden, new mothers are given three years of maternity leave. It used to be one, and now they've upped it to three so that mothers can stay home with their children. And they're giving fathers a one-year leave of absence with full pay so that both mother and father can be with their child for the first critical year… [So what can we do?] I say we can begin by preventing the damage right from the very beginning.

"There are some extraordinary things happening right now, in little pockets all over the world, examples of true coherency in a massively incoherent system. And when this global economy nightmare we've unleashed finally self-destructs -- as I think it has to -- these small pockets of coherent intelligence will then manifest themselves and provide the impetus and the wisdom for the changes necessary to create a world in which children can reach their full potential. I am very optimistic about this."#


The Norm Report - Month 74
February 1, 2008 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: www.nopunish.net
In 5 years: 20,500 visits.


There are many terrible things in the world,
but the worst is when a child is afraid
of his father, mother or teacher.

- Janusz Korczak



Wisdom From the Heart

Joseph Chilton Pearce is widely known for his best-selling "Magical Child." Here are excerpts from "Expressing Life's Wisdom: Nurturing Heart-Brain Development Starting With Infants," taken as "fair use" from a Chris Mercogliano & Kim Debus interview in "Journal of Family Life," Vol. 5, No.1, 1999.

More than fifty years ago Pearce began his study of how the mind works. Focusing on how and what children learn, he found that the needs of children were and are grossly neglected in American culture: Parents and institutions fail not only emotional and intellectual needs of youngsters, but spiritual as well. He has continued his deep probing in the years since. I first met Dr. Pearce several years ago at a conference in Santa Barbara. Tho he is the most pleasant and generous of people, his original and challenging ideas - drawn from his research - not surprisingly startle his colleagues. An original thinker, his genius, it appears to me, ranks right up there with Buckminster Fuller. From the book:

Idea 1.: We can think with our hearts, indeed, the heart is the major center of intelligence in human beings. From 60% to 65% of the cells of the heart are actually neural cells, not muscle cells as was previously believed. They are identical to the neural cells in the brain… there is a "brain" in the heart, whose ganglia are linked to every major organ in the body, to the entire muscle spindle system that uniquely enables humans to express their emotions.

Idea 2.: About half of the heart's neural cells are involved in translating information sent to it from all over the body so that it can keep the body working as one harmonious whole. And the other half make up a very large, unmediated neural connection with the emotional brain in our head and carry on a twenty-four-hour-a-day dialogue between the heart and the brain that we are not even aware of.

Idea 3.: The heart responds to messages sent to it from the emotional brain, which has been busy monitoring the interior environment of dynamic states such as the emotions and the auto-immune system, guiding behavior, and contributing to our sense of personal identity. The emotional brain makes a qualitative evaluation of our experience of this world and sends that information instant-by-instant down to the heart. In return, the heart exhorts the brain to make the appropriate response. Of course all of this is on the non-verbal level. In other words, the responses that the heart makes affect the entire human system.

Idea 4.: The heart is also a very powerful electromagnetic generator. It creates an electromagnetic field that encompasses the body and extends out anywhere from eight to twelve feet away from it. It is so powerful that you can take an electrocardiogram reading from as far as three feet away from the body. The field the heart produces is holographic, meaning that you can read it from any point on the body and from any point within the field.

Idea 5.: We now know that the radio spectrum of the heart is profoundly affected by our emotional response to our world. Our emotional response changes the heart's electromagnetic spectrum, which is what the brain feeds on. Ultimately, everything in our lives hinges on our emotional response to specific events.

Idea 6.: Children's emotional experience, how they feel about themselves and the world around them, has a tremendous impact on their growth and development. It's the foundation on which all learning, memory, health and well-being are based. When that emotional structure is not stable and positive for a child, no other developmental process within them will function fully. Further development will only be compensatory to any deficiencies. So, the first and foremost thing that must occur, if you want intelligent, successful and healthy children, is that they must have a positive emotional experience.

Idea 7.: It all begins with children feeling unconditionally wanted, accepted and loved. This is the key to the entire operation. You can have everything else: a high standard of living, the most expensive school system, the finest teachers in the world; but if the children are lacking that initial experience of being unconditionally loved by at least one person, and if they do not feel safe and secure in their learning environment, then nothing is going to happen very positively.

Idea 8.: There are only two types of learning; one is true learning and the other is conditioning. Conditioning is a fear-filled response by the older, or what we call the "hind," or "reptilian" brain. This is the reflexive, survival, maintenance brain that responds as if threatened. A form of learning does take place here, but it's conditioned learning and is intimately associated with the emotional states of hostility, anger and anxiety.

If you want true learning, learning that involves the higher frontal lobes -- the intellectual, creative brain -- then again, the emotional environment must be positive and supportive. This is because at the first sign of anxiety the brain shifts its functions from the high, prefrontal lobes to the old defenses of the reptilian brain.


TOGETHER, WE CAN STOP THE MALTREATMENT OF CHILDREN. You are invited to join the many others in pledging to interrupt the violence against children. TO SEE THE COMPLETE LIST of those vowing to STOP THE HITTING, visit Norm's website, PARENTING WITHOUT PUNISHING: www.nopunish.net. You are also invited to send us a brief anecdote describing a time you intervened on behalf of a child, and what was effective - or not.

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The Norm Report - Month 73
January 3, 2008 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: www.nopunish.net
In 5 years: 20,000 visits.

It is easier to work for
the improvement of the world
than to work for the improvement of oneself,
although the world would profit immensely
if the inverse order were followed.

- Ruth Nanda Ashen


A Hooda Thunk

Twenty thousand visits to my modest website in only five years! Never did I imagine such. It was during Nov & Dec, 2002 that Jordan built my website for me and to get my story and "Parenting Without Punishing" "on the air". That was one "angel". The other was my son Russell, who had bought me a computer on which I could get my writings outside this valley. Jordan has been my webmaster (and dear friend and fellow insurgent) ever since. Very soon I was in contact with Alice Miller and helping her start her email discussion list-serve and participating in the Psychohistory list-serve, where I met Mady & Mitch and many others. This was, indeed, a Movement to reckon with.

My interest in childrearing reaches back to the mid-1950s, so 2008 marks well over a half century of involvement in what was then not yet a "movement". Impossible to catalog all the steps here, but it was eleven years ago I came to this valley asking myself, "What is the most valuable thing I can contribute here, in my new community? Answer: Raising consciousness in the humane treatment of children. I was not prepared for the community's reaction: the denials, the evasions, the defensiveness, the hostility, and physical aggression, even. I hardly expected to be vilified, held up to public ridicule, kicked out of the County Health Office and a number of stores, even driven from yard sales, for merely distributing Kids' Safe Zone stickers and Plain Talk About Spanking, and offering No Spanking Zone posters. My "No Spanking" t-shirts and badges brought angry attacks; it is not safe, I found, to wear the button that bears the title of my book: Parenting Without Punishing. Enraged by my STEP UP RESOLUTION, the editor of the weekly paper editorialized that if I "stepped up" to interfere with their spanking ("disciplining") their child, I would get a spanking myself.

On reporting this media resistance to the members of PTAVE and others in what had now grown to a Movement, ten or a dozen "warriors" wrote letters to the editor - explaining what has been learned about the harmful results of CP on children. None of the letters were printed, my letters were still banned (as they still are today, after five years,) but the spanking-addicted editor was dismissed - and replaced by an even more fundamentalist, closed-down religious-defensive editor of the worst order. The insight was a long time coming: that behind that wall was terror - the deep-rooted fear of parental disapproval and withholding of love. Because it was to them an attack on their own parents, who had "lovingly" battered them, and are now haunting them from their unconscious.

For several years it appeared that there was no progress at all in this valley, no changes, and none likely. Meantime several European countries banned spanking, with Sweden leading today's list of 24 countries prohibiting by law the corporal punishment of children.* (Hooda thunkit?) With the raising of public awareness via TV programs and frequent articles in magazines and large-city newspapers on the harm done to children by CP, our hard and relentless efforts on consciousness-raising is, after a half-century, at last bearing fruit.


The Way Forward

We in PTAVE have advanced rapidly, with the pace accelerating at a rate never before imagined possible. At the helm, our immensely skilled and indefatigable leader Jordan Riak repeatedly surprises us all with his courageous and wise advances in the cause of protecting children from the onslaughts of the ignorant and disturbed. I, for one, as I reflect on the past and foresee the future, am much encouraged. Among our strengths are generosity with our time and talents, gratefulness for the meager results from huge, expensive, and thankless efforts, irrepressible loving-kindness not only for children but also for each other, and knowing that we are each tapping into our respective and collective Basic Goodness.

With the two months of the treasures and trash of getting and spending behind us now, what can we give, during 2008, to the children? What have we to offer them all year that has real value? We can give them our trust in their true nature: goodness, not sinful". Our respectful regard that they are worthy of such, not cloying "love". We can give them our best example, a model worth emulating, one shaped by self-discipline - which we can also give them. And we can model for them our Stability, as well as cheerful, fearless Openness. We can give by demonstration that while conflict may be inevitable, there are skills to resolve them without hate and violence. And we can give the children our outlook of lightness and humor, (kids love absurdity,) and the wisdom that whatever is happening, whether pain or pleasure, will surely pass.

Have a Happy New Year 2008, beloved friends and fellow suspects.

- Norm


* Countries that protect children from hitting/spanking/physical punishment, and the dates of reform: Sweden - 1979, Finland - 1983, Norway - 1987, Austria - 1989, Cyprus - 1994, Italy -1996, Denmark - 1997, Latvia - 1998, Croatia - 1999, Bulgaria - 2000, Germany - 2000, Israel - 2000, Iceland - 2003, Ukraine - 2004, Romania - 2004, Hungary - 2005, Greece - 2006, Netherlands - 2007, New Zealand - 2007, Portugal - 2007 and Uruguay - 2007.


The Norm Report - Month 72
December 1, 2007
E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: http://www.nopunish.net

The best gift you can give yourself
is to lighten up.

- Pema Chodron: "Start Where You Are"

This column, issued five years ago, is here updated and revised:


A CHRISTMAS CARD

One of the traditions of the "holy" season is yanking children around shopping centers and smacking them when they complain about it. The birthday of Jesus is a good time to examine this whole business of denial concerning the tragedies and suffering of children. We are so much surrounded by it that it looks normal, tho 21 countries* elsewhere have passed laws prohibiting the hitting/spanking/physical punishment of children. What makes so many of us U.S. citizens look away from the tormenting of children that occurs before our eyes?

I once stumbled by mistake into a convention of funeral directors and found the theme of the event was, "Do not turn away." When the bereaved want to speak of their grief, be there for them. It is of immense importance to funeral directors, if they wish to stay in business, to not ignore suffering.

I think part of it is the fear of involvement. There is a story, reported as true, about a man who, during a Christmas church service, suddenly started screaming obscenities, shocking everyone in the pews, not to mention the choir and the preacher. Immediately one of the elders sprang to the window to adjust the shades - until the disturbance was quelled and the man ushered out.

We cannot know exactly an artist's meaning, in literal terms. Indeed, they themselves often say they don't know. We each bring our meaning to the work being viewed. The great Flemish painter Pieter Breughel, in his "Landscape With the Fall of Icarus", shows a host of people intent on ignoring a small boy who is, incredulously, falling from the sky into the Aegean Sea.

We know from Greek mythology that the boy's father, Daedelus, had made for him wax wings to escape from Crete, and had cautioned the boy to not fly too high lest the hot sun melt the wax. The advice was ignored, and so Icarus was drowned.

What is remarkable in the painting of a this bucolic, peaceful scene is the incongruence of a small white figure plunging from the sky. That no one notices the fact gives the painting its power: it give the viewer a jolt, a shock, even. (Equally remarkable is that this picture was made about the year 1560!) People walk leisurely along the shore, oblivious of the tragedy, strollers munch their lunches, a farmer continues to plow the furrow, and vacationers on the pleasure cruise think of themselves only. Is this really what we are like? we ask ourselves. No one cares about anybody other than themselves?

In his poem, "Musee des Beaux Arts" (the Museum of Fine Arts in Brussels), W. H. Auden observes:

About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters: how well they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
......In Brueghel's "Icarus", for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the plowman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shown
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.


Auden's poem brought to my mind the times when I, busy with my shopping, have walked by and ignored the "disciplining" of a child by a frustrated Xmas shopper. But I no longer deny the "human position", the "important failure". If I am to be the person I choose to be, I cannot fail that child, I cannot pass by that opportunity to make a difference in that child, that parent, in my community. I must be the one who offers a calming voice, or raises objection, regardless of the risk, to break up that violent energy. Can I expect another "enlightened witness" to step up? My responsibility cannot be avoided, I must respond.

I once thought it was a problem of education, that we are too dumb to understand our duty to the coming generation. Then I saw it as lack of vision: we are too blind to see the obvious harm being done. Now it appears to me that it is a failure of courage: we are too cowardly to acknowledge the reality that Icarus is FALLING INTO THE SEA! We are concerned with our own security, and so we meekly follow what our parents taught us: "Mind your own business!" "Don't get involved!" "Don't go looking for trouble!"

But all children are our business. They are not the property of parents, they are young members of the community, with their rights being violated with impunity before our very eyes - and no one there to defend them. Parents who "love Jesus" will justify a slapping around and brazenly cite the Old Testament's authority to do it. Yet they cannot, without effort, imagine the gentle, loving Jesus spanking a child.

Interfering is not "making trouble"; the trouble was made when the child was attacked. There are several ways to intervene, depending on the circumstance, and each way will affect a stop to the assault. If nothing else, the child will remember forever that someone cared to STEP UP when needed.

It is time we recognized that EVERY child is a Christ Child, who wants to be a Joy To The World. MAY WE MAKE PEACE IN OUR COMMUNITY THIS SEASON.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 71
November 1, 2007 E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: www.nopunish.net


As long as we are enslaved by our kleshas,
there will be no peace of mind,
or peace in the world.

- Pema Chodron


Letting Go of Punishment

It's about Freedom. Long after I went to war in Korea to defend political freedom, my small sons taught me about the freedom that comes inborn with the childhood package, the naturally free, untrammeled spirit. Now, for the past 40 years I have taught parents and college students how to provide for children a disciplined home life, free of punishment and other enthusiasm-killing oppression. (Click on "Parenting Without Punishing" on my website www.nopunish.net). My lifelong quest for Freedom didn't stop there; I still carried internal conflicts that bound me. At last I entered a Buddhist retreat center, and there, practicing yoga, meditating, and studying the Dharma, I found levels of freedom I hadn't known were possible.

But before that, I had learned how to bring up children without resorting to punishment. Many people have asked, "How did you have the patience to refrain from spanking your young sons?" They raised their hands in disbelief when I said they were not punished at all. Never. Horrified, they predicted futures in "correctional facilities" for the boys, and eternal hellfire for me. They were wrong, (at least regarding the boys). I realized they viewed children and their parents as natural adversaries. How sad. Hardly a wonder their homes were battlegrounds.

The psych books say that, given my violent childhood, I was more or less destined to become a child abuser (like my father), and a wife abuser (like my father). Since I was neither, I was credited by some with having the patience of a saint, and dismissed by others as a flagrant liar. Some became indignant when I told them I'm the least patient person I know; it is obvious to me that refraining from hitting children requires no patience: Only basic decency, and attention to the violence impulse is required. Anyone can do it.

Well, how does that work? Here's how I did - and anyone can - check and eliminate spanking, indeed, all punishment, from the family hearth:

  1. I examined values and decided on the kind of person - and parent - I wanted to be: non-violent and non-threatening. I wanted to show love and care, not verbalize it.

  2. I adopted a new view of child and childhood: They are born not in "sin", but with innocent Basic Goodness.

  3. Being a student of childhood, I viewed the two boys as my teachers, my "experts" on childhood.

  4. I acquired human potential training in sensitivity, and T-Group Theory in honest relationships.

  5. I acquired several years' training in yoga, meditation, and the study of Buddhist dharma.

So, since I did not see the boys as little beings guilty of inherited sin, I did not view my duty - (as "God") - to "fix" them, improve them, prepare them for life - and death. The Basic Goodness, the innocence, the joy, enthusiasm and love I saw in them, brought for me a happiness I had never previously known. These teachers of mine - these toddlers as gurus - how I longed to be like them! The joys, the honesty of emotions, the directness, the immediacy of the moment, the eagerness to learn and experience the world, - there was no one I preferred to be with.

In the rare instances when the temptation, or rather, the idea of punishing arose in my mind, (and that was only early on,) I recognized it as a "danger flag", and stopped, quickly thinking of alternatives. Quite literally took just a moment to silently ask myself, "How creative can I get in dealing with this situation? Since punishment is verboten, what else is possible?" What first was an internal game for me, soon developed into a practice, a principle never to violate. And I'm proud to say I never did.

For me, as a philosopher, it came to an examination of values. What do we, as adults, really treasure? What do we want? We want a peaceful world. We want an end to the horror of violence, an end to the suffering of animals and fellow humans. We want a happy home life. We want to be free of neurotic habits and mental anguish. We want freedom to be who we are, and we want love, acceptance. We also want to be involved in making the world a better, saner place. To do that, it is clear, we need to get saner ourselves. We can, in fact, create the causes & conditions of all of the above. There are known and proven methods to accomplish all of them.

Years ago I read of a Chinese sage advising that we can indeed change the world. But we can't start with the world. We must first change the nation of which we are a citizen. Before that, however, we must change the state or province we live in. Wait - that's too difficult: we must start with changing our local county. Better yet, work to make changes in this city. No, we have to begin by changing our neighborhood. Where shall we start? With our family, of course. But how? By making desirable and effective changes in myself, in my own personal, thinking mind, in the moment-to-moment details of my own mental processes. That's how.

This is, of course, the most difficult of all, which explains why it is so rarely attempted. But there is no changing the world without beginning there. There is no time to waste.

In antiquity it was discovered that all anxiety, fear and suffering disappears when we tame the wildness of our mind. We need to discipline ourselves to training our mind. This can be taught. Increasingly for the past fifty years or so, instruction has grown within reach of each of us. We can learn, by practice, to center our awareness in the Here and Now. With persistent practice, we come to discover what Buddhists call our Basic Goodness. With insight we see that we must never harm others, no matter the provocation. We see that the greatest good we can do is to care for other suffering beings with compassion, being concerned for others' welfare before our own.

We see that security is illusion, and that we have to accept living without it. Insight tells us that the antidote to our misery is to stay present, in the Now, the only Reality. We have learned that the only way to make real change in the world is to free our minds of the early orientation we were subjected to, and to grow up and take charge of our mental processes. In doing that, we see that hate, aggression, hostility and violence don't work, and that the harm we do inevitably comes back to us. Instead of solving our problems, such negativity adds more of the same misery to our lives.

What applies in the world and in the street also applies in the home, in raising children. If we are at the mercy of the wildness in our minds, we are jerked around by our emotions, our impulses. We are not free. Buddhist talk about "kleshas", the term for that impulse to anger. If we can spot that, if we can see it when it arises in the mind, even someone as full of rage as I can control it. And that is the best, the easiest, time to curb it - at the very outset. To master that is never to spank or punish again. Or abuse anyone.

Even before practicing yoga or studying Buddhist dharma I trained myself to recognize the red flag of the klesha. I had good reason to do so: I was determined that my children were not to pay the emotional price for my internal rage. That would be the same as turning those precious little beings over to the mercy of the tyrants who brutalized me years before. Unthinkable. It was A. S. Neill who first encouraged me, in his book, "Summerhill". That remarkable man - no sentimentalist, he - had total trust in the Basic Goodness in each child, no matter how crazy and wild they acted out. It was a decade later that I took training in Buddhism. But note that one needn't become a Buddhist monk to eschew punishment of children thru training the mind to spot the kleshas. Anyone can do it; try it for a few days, or a few months. But my early self-training did help prepare me for treading the Heart Path of the bodhisattva.

Until we start taming the mind, we are jerked around by our emotions. There is no freedom in being at the mercy of impulses. We can't deal with them when they are out of control. But with the right motivation, plus determination, we can stop the initial rush to lash out, long enuf to see the folly and harm in it. And the time to stop it is at the outset. The later it is, the harder it is, and later, out of reach altogether. Because negative emotions enslave us as we indulge in them, robbing us of our precious freedom. We're dragged along under the spell of rage.

With awareness we can curb that urge when it's still manageable. We pause before the trap, and take a deep breath. We're back in charge, and no child gets hurt. Pema Chodron, giving us the message of Shantedeva, the great sage of the 7th Century, said, "Treat your crippling emotions like drug pushers. Our negative emotions weaken us, cause us harm. These addictions ruin our life." If we don't "catch" the klesha tension, it could result in full-blown aggression and violence, bringing misery for ourselves and others. No child deserves that.

"As long as we are enslaved by our kleshas, there will be no peace of mind, or peace in the world," Pema said. "War, violence, child abuse will continue everywhere. But we can create the cause of peace, here - and there."

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 70
October 1, 2007
E-mail: norm@bmi.net

Norm Lee's website: http://www.nopunish.net


[When] cowering under his blows as a child,
I knew that one day he would not be able to hurt me anymore.

- Monty Roberts at his father's coffin


"My father seemed only five feet tall, and the flesh had almost disappeared from his bones. I had waited for this moment most of my life. When I was ten, I knew that one day there would be a funeral, and then I could touch him. Only then could I finally shake his hand."

This emotional casket-side scene Monty Roberts describes at the end of his book, "The Man Who Listens To Horses". We have learned much about Marty Roberts' brutality with horses, and more about how he viciously and frequently beat his son. The father & son had been estranged for almost all of Monty's life. Now Marty Roberts was dead.

He remembered the time, when he was a young boy, he watched with horror as his father, then the village cop, beat and kicked to death a man robbing a bar. He recalled the time his father punished a horse by tying its leg up, leaving him to suffer for hours tethered tightly to a post. Monty could not bear to see the suffering, and released the horse, planning to re-tie him before his father returned to the ranch. But he returned early, and in a wrathful frenzy, beat the boy until he feared for his life. He had never known a moment of acceptance or affection, much less love, from his father.

"For most of my life I had longed for the moment when I would stand over my dead father. This was precisely the picture I had had: he in a wooden box, me looking down on him. Through his punishments and beatings, that image had sustained me. Cowering under his blows as a child, I knew that one day he would not be able to hurt me anymore. It was a cathartic moment, and though I have shed many tears in my life, I did not shed one as I gazed into that coffin. The anger lived on, as if he had thrashed me yesterday, though that was more than forty years earlier."

Monty was not like other men and moms, who simply passed their rage on to the succeeding generation. With remarkable insight into himself he tells us how he prevented his internal violence from transferring to his own loved ones: "I knew the triggers that led to violence. I, too, have felt that anger rise in me, felt the urge to strike out at someone in my family. But I put my grip on that anger. I swore that this man in the box would be the last link in the chain of violence and anger aimed as much at humans as at horses."

Here is one of the qualities that distinguishes Monty from other survivors of abuse: Awareness of the rage within him, and the determination that the violence stops here. Tho he is famous worldwide for his genius with horses, his contribution to the literature of childrearing may prove to be, in the end, Monty Roberts' most important and enduring legacy.


Monty's approach in a nutshell

"We all want a well-behaved, happy, and willing horse at the conclusion...he should not be traumatized ... Remember, let your animal be free. Do not restrict. Make it pleasant for him to be near you ... No pain. ...The point of my method is to create a relationship based on trust and confidence...The first rule of starting a horse is no pain. You, the trainer, will not hit, kick, jerk, pull, tie, or restrain ...Suggest to the horse that you would rather he did, but not that he must...Above all, stay calm." [Emphasis are Monty's]

"Hold in your mind the idea that the horse can do no wrong; that any action taken by the horse was most likely influenced by you. We can do little to teach the horse; we can only create an environment in which he can learn. Likewise with people: the student who has knowledge pushed into his brain learns little, but he can absorb a great deal when he chooses to learn... If we refuse to believe that the horse can communicate, pain can be used to train him... But pain is needless and terribly limiting..."

Monty's audiences are spellbound when he talks about communicating in the same way with wild deer in the forest. It began with rescuing and tending a doe that had been wounded by wolves. To his surprise, she responded to his "horse language" in much the same way as wild horses - and burrows, mules, and all "flight animals." In the passage of time, wild deer came to his ranch and frolicked with him on his lawn, at times walking into his kitchen, following him like a dog.

Lawrence Scanlon writes in the Afterword that Monty likes to call himself a "horse psychologist". At Cal Poly he studied human psychology, then used in the coral what he learned in class. "He had experience working with outcasts," writes Scanlon, "from wounded deer, and horses bound to the slaughter house, [then with] violent, druggy, physically abused street kids. After he and his wife Pat had three children, they began taking in the children nobody wanted, and raising them as their own."

Over the years the Roberts took in a total of 47 children, most of them age 12 to 14. Some stayed for years living like brothers and sisters to Pat and Monty's three kids. "Some had tangled with school authorities, or the law, some had been dismissed as backward, some were hooked on hard drugs or suffered from eating disorders. Most came from dysfunctional families."

Of the 47, 40 of them by Monty's count, stood on their feet after leaving and made a life for themselves. "The rest landed in jail or returned to the streets and died there." But given the afflictions they arrived with, the changes in the kids vindicated the relationship Pat and Monty built, which was not dissimilar to the approach with horses: basic kindness, gentleness, patience, trust. And this is the approach that Monty wants us, and the world, to consider.


Monty teaches horse starting

"For centuries humans have said to the horses, 'You do what I tell you or I'll hurt you'. Humans still say that to each other, still threaten and force and intimidate. I am convinced that my discoveries with horses also have value in the workplace, in the educational and penal systems, and in the raising of children. At heart I am saying that no one has a right to say you must to an animal - or to another human." Just as trust has to be won with a horse, so must it be won between people and their employers, between parents and their children.

Since 1990, thousands of educators, physicians, corporate officers, and others - more than 240 firms and organizations from around the world - have come to Monty Roberts to hear what a man, known for his horse skills, has to teach about people skills. "It used to be OK to beat a child or for a husband to beat his wife...It's wrong, and not effective either," Monty tells them.

Both his corporate and childrearing philosophy is rooted in respect, and ends in expectations clearly defined: "People must be allowed to fail," he says, "but do not protect the lazy or incompetent; above all, people must be allowed to succeed and be rewarded if they meet or exceed the terms of the contract." Thus Monty's discipline is defined. He (also) hopes that in future our understanding of human-to-human interactions will take great leaps forward.

Some 790 years ago, when Genghis Khan occupied Iran, Afghanistan, & Turkestan, his horses "spoke" the language. "But no one saw it," notes Monty. "No one tried to see it...Like many who profess to love the horse - and do love the horse - the Mongols broke their young horses in the cruel, conventional way....Horses had no answer to the Khan's cruelty, they had no voice. But they did have a language...And that language has probably existed for 45 million years, virtually unchanged...The absence of communication between human and horse has led to a disastrous history of cruelty and abuse...Our loss has been considerable..."


On Monty's character, lifework & teachings

Monty's genius lies in somehow mastering himself, triumphing over his internal rage at his father, just as he mastered the art of animal communication. His saving advantage was that he had a caring mother, from whom he acquired the softer, gentler side of life. Ever hoping for reconciliation between her husband and her son, she tried, in her final years, one last time. She persuaded the old man to sit in the bleachers and watch while their son performed with a wild horse, just as he had done 20,000 times before applauding crowds, and before an admiring Queen of England. Monty carefully explained to his father every move, every communication, in this one last effort to reach him with what he'd learned. A half hour later, when the horse was saddled and being ridden around the arena, his father stomped off, muttering and snorting in disgust.

For us, Monty's application to children of what horses taught him is most significant and important. We can easily suppose that without learning to listen to horses, Monty's internal violence - passed on from his father thru him to his own three children - would have been devastating. They would have suffered beatings, plus his wife attacked and abused in his fits of rage. But Monty looked inside himself, acknowledged the violence there, and trained himself to stop it short. He learned to mindfully check the violence impulse, refusing to make his family pay the emotional price for his father's brutal treatment. I think that, among his extraordinary accomplishments, deserves most tribute.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 69
September 1, 2007

Email: norm@bmi.net
Norm Lee's website: www.nopunish.net


Be firm but never harsh.
Never lose your temper with a horse.
Reward him with kindness when he does what you wish.

- Xenophon, Greek cavalry officer, 300 BC



Readers of John Steinbeck know that the California town he called home was Salinas. It was there that he wrote the books set in Monterey County, about Cannery Row and the lovable but ne'er-do-well bums he knew so well. It was about the time the Upright Citizens of Salinas drove John out of town for writing that "immoral" book, "The Grapes of Wrath" (which won the Pulitzer), that Monty Roberts was born.

For a young boy in Salinas in the Thirties, it was exciting times. Even as a small child Monty always attended the local rodeo, with its calf roping and "bronco bustin". He was the son of Marvin Roberts, reputably the best horseman as well as the toughest man in Salinas. Best of all, his father was owner and manager of the annual event, and of a riding school as well.

Before he could walk the boy was spending full days on the horse's neck ahead of his mother as she gave riding instructions to local students. At four years old he was competing in horse shows - and was quickly spotted by a Warner Brothers representative. Soon he was doubling for Roddy McDowall in films, later for luminaries like James Dean in "East of Eden" and a hundred or so other films. Monty's father handled the business, took the money the boy earned, and kept it. ("Who buys your food? Your clothes? You owe me years of room and board!")

In his book, "The Man Who Listens to Horses", Monty describes the method his father used on horses - tough-love without the love; that is, he "broke" wild horses using total dominance, brutality, and terror. "You hurt them first, or they'll hurt you," he instructed his son. Monty later said, "My father's way of breaking horses was what I would describe as conventional - but that is to say, cruel."

The boy knew how it felt to be physically manhandled by his father, and had plenty of bruises to show for it. "He showed great tenderness to members of the family," Monty recalls, "but I never saw that side of him... I never got hugged by him. He would pass me on the street and not say hello. From the outset he turned a cold and critical eye on me. Generous with others, he demanded perfection of me. He was unforgiving and scrutinized everything I did, more often than not holding it up to ridicule. As a boy I was serious and polite, and when I look back on these times I see that I never was a child." While he respected and feared his father, he was determined he would not grow to be that kind of man.

Monty loved horses, and knew them to be gentle, lovable creatures, so breaking the spirit of those beautiful animals seemed unnecessary. As he watched his father brutalize a young stallion, born in the wild and imprisoned in a coral, the boy's stomach churned, not the least because Monty, himself, was routinely so brutalized. He was once actually chain-whipped by his raging father, and a heavy chain it was. Today, at 72, he talks in a trembling voice about his "lifetime of rejection" - starting early on by his father, who "taught discipline" thru frequent beatings.

By the time he was seven Monty was spending much time alone in the high desert of Nevada, watching thru binoculars the behavior of the herds of wild horses there, how they related to each other. He would watch for eight hours of daylight, then strained to see them by moonlight, observing how they subtly communicated by positioning their bodies. Thus, Monty very gradually learned the language of horses. He decided he would learn to relate with horses in the same way. It was from what he saw in the wild, and what he learned from practice in the breaking ring, that he developed the now-celebrated Monty Roberts "horse starting" method - the new horse-training paradigm he is now famous for.

"To destroy the willingness in a horse is a crazy, unforgivable act," he announces to the groups of horsemen and women who come to watch him do his "magic". "Inherent generosity is among the dominant characteristics of the horse, and if nurtured can grow into the most rewarding aspect of their working lives...I have marveled most at their willingness to try for me, over and over again." A method of gentleness, patience, and quiet encouragement brings cooperation, even devotion. What a novel idea!

Gone is the "breaking" of horses to saddle and rider, gone is the violence, the terror, of his father's brutal, traditional method. "My ambition was immense: to change the way humans relate to horses." He set out to form a natural bond with a wild horse. And where his father took three or more weeks of daily abuse to break a horse's spirit, Monty - in twenty minutes - has a saddle and rider on a formerly wild, now calm and cooperating horse. Because he learned the language of horses, he is open to their communications.

"Hold in your mind the idea that the horse can do no wrong, that any action taken by the horse - especially the young unstarted horse - was most likely influenced by you. Tho he hungered for his father's approval, Monty quickly saw his hostility to any suggestion that his old ways could be improved upon. On pain of violence he had to keep from his father the valuable skills he had acquired. The rageaholic would not be proven "wrong" by his son, and never accepted the revolutionary method despite the honors and fame his son earned.

Monty endured the all-but-unanimous scorn of the horsemen who grimly stuck to the traditional "breaking" of horses. Few would accept that you can communicate with a brute beast, win their trust, and teach them without whips and spurs. Horse owner John Franks wonders why Monty's way is not universally accepted and practiced. "I'm a geologist and when something new comes along in geology, we all jump on it." But in the horse world? "Everyone goes his own way, and it's hard to change a trainer who has done it his way all his life." In 1989 he was invited to Windsor Castle by Queen Elizabeth of England, herself very knowledgeable about horses. She asked Monty to show her just how he did his magic with horses. After seeing it, she suggested he write a book. So he did.

Monty's priceless gift to the world is a way of showing the horse that a saddle and rider are not to be feared, indeed, they can be enjoyed. The task is to bring the horse to its first rider without instilling anxiety and stress. "The horse is a flight animal who feels vulnerable 24 hours a day ... the same vulnerability a woman may feel when she is alone in an elevator and a burly man gets on." Monty learned on his own what Mary O'Hara wrote in "My Friend Flicka" in the voice of a rancher to his son: "A horse can tell you a lot of things, if you watch, and expect it to be sensible and intelligent. Pay attention to the little signs - the way it moves its body, the ears, the eyes, the little whinnies - that's her way of talking to you ... and it's for you to understand her. You'll learn her language, and she'll learn yours - never forget that they can understand everything you say to them."

Monty lectures widely, demonstrating his technique. "What I can do with horses is the result of long hours watching them in the wild. It's essentially a simple thing based on common sense ... It is an undiscovered language - primitive, precise, and easy to read. The silent language uses the movements of the body - 'signs' - that can be read. ... I believe this a universal 'tongue', understood not just by all wild and domestic horses, ponies, mules, and donkeys, but also by other 'flight' animals such as deer. Once learned, the language allows a new understanding between human and horse."

In "My Friend Flicka", author O'Hara has a character say, "Under the eye of a human being, an unbroken horse is in terror." As for the traditional way of "breaking" a horse: "It ruins the horse! He loses something, and never gets it back. Something goes out of him. He's not a whole horse anymore ... he is marked with fear and distrust, his disposition damaged - he'll never have confidence in a man again." From the Preface of Monty's book: "The old way: putting a horse in a corral, lassoing him, tying him to a post and then getting on him with a pair of spurs - [is] unbelievable. Now we use round pens, we teach the horse that we're not going to hurt him, that we're his friend."

Monty has "started" (he never uses the term "broken") some ten thousand horses, at his ranch and all over the world, and his gentle communication with a horse has never failed. Alone in a circular pen, Monty - without ever touching the mustang - has him trotting round and round it. Key signs come in succession: the horse cocks an ear, sticks out his tongue, and lowers his head to the ground. "I want to talk," says the horse. He is away from his herd and alone; as a flight animal his instinct tells him he's now vulnerable to predators. And Monty is offering him another herd. "When to face the horse and make eye contact, when not to, where to touch the horse first, whether to move slowly or quickly, all this Monty knows, for he has learned his equine manners and grammar", wrote Lawrence Scanlon.

Monty: "I don't do it for the people. I do it for the horse." It's not about people with horse problems, he explains, "it's about horses with people problems". It's about the horse as teacher. And it makes humans more humane. "The horse has much to teach humans about listening."

And he says, furthermore, that what he's learned has much to teach parents and teachers about dealing with children. "We can do little to teach the horse; we can only create an environment in which he can learn. Likewise with people: the student who has knowledge pushed into his brain learns little, but he can absorb a great deal when he chooses to learn."

"The point of my method is to create a relationship based on trust and confidence...For centuries humans have said to horses [and children] you do what I tell you or I'll hurt you. [But] inflicting pain does not work ...I am convinced that my discoveries with horses also have value in the workplace, in penal and school systems, and in the raising of children...."

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 68
August 1, 2007

E-mail: norm@bmi.net

Visit Norm Lee's website: http://www.nopunish.net


“It does not require a majority to prevail,
but rather an irate, tireless minority keen to
set brushfires in people’s minds.”

- Samuel Adams

Why I Like the Strong-Willed Child

When I taught High School English, the best pupils I had were the school-hating malcontents. Each was what James Dobson identified as the "strong-willed" child, tho I found them the brightest, most creative, most disruptive, with the poorest grades. They were "school failures" who lacked status and had nothing to lose - except their self-respect, and that they would not give up. They were the "difficult" pupils that disturbed classes and interrupted "teaching". They deserved my respect and got it. To other teachers they were threatening. Fearing their power and lacking the skills to deal with them, teachers punished repeatedly, and wishing they would disappear, shipped them off to the principal's office. Yet, I found the rebellious kids not difficult. They were the most interesting, far more so than most "superior" pupils. The troublesome ones were, in my view, the "best" kids in terms of character, intelligence, and sanity. I found them a fascinating challenge. And I liked them.

The most "successfully bad" ones were eventually, among teachers, compared to Hitler, the very top-on-the-badness chart. But Hitler was not "strong-willed"; he was insane, a prisoner controlled by his several obsessions. What the German people needed in the Thirties were more strong-willed citizens, those who had the courage to resist authoritarianism. People like those most "rebellious" in my classes. People who had not "sold out" their integrity and souls and bought into the System.

Why has Shakespeare's "Hamlet" been at the top of the literature charts for 400 years? One reason is it asks us to consider what is perhaps life's most important question: Am I going to be - or am I not going to be - authentic? Do I choose to stand by my convictions, or to abandon my moral compass and "play along to get along"? Shall I march along in lock step, or step to the beat of my own drum? During those exciting years I liked best the "trouble-makers", the "discipline problems". Never in all my teaching years did I ever send a pupil to the principal's office to be "disciplined". Indeed, I never once punished a pupil in any way.

I think it was because I invariably saw myself in the "screw-ups". Clearly they had been mistreated, and had a level of intelligence that could not abide boredom. I could not blame them for the "misbehavior" that was plainly caused by the school's failure to meet their needs. I wanted the school to be a refuge for those unhappy, surly kids. I did not want the school to be another fascist regime pushing them around, bossing them, forcing them to comply with decisions made by their "betters" in an office somewhere.

I found I could not, unfortunately, make the school over - (tho by God I tried). But I could, and did, make my classroom a place where they were not bullied, not punished, not ridiculed, not made to feel lousy about themselves. The so-called troublemakers wanted some degree of control over their lives. In time I saw that they wanted to make some decisions, even if wrong ones, and a safe place to make them. What is a school FOR? Those who arrived battle-scarred learned - some quickly, some later - that I would not add to their grief, that I was not The Enemy. As I trusted them, they trusted me.

My feeling was that when a child is blessed with a "strong will" he should appreciate it, as a rare gift to be treasured and cultivated. That strength is a valuable asset that, applied in a positive direction, can make much needed changes in this trouble-wracked world. Historically, that quality, tho rare, is common to all who have been contributing to advancing and improving the material and spiritual conditions of humankind since history began. It is cruel and stupid to destroy it. While the hordes of Dobsons and paddle-swingers were - and are - determined to crush that spirit, to cripple that uncommon strength, I wanted to encourage and redirect it.

We were alone in the room when Chuck, the 16-year-old I would sometimes spring from jail on Monday morning, declared, "This school sucks!"

"Right!" I answered. "But it isn't smart to say it out loud." I explained: "You caught on years before I did. You already know this is an obedience school, and the Trainers are scared. This is not the time to take them on. Until we position ourselves to make a positive difference, we are wise to keep it quiet. It's cool to know what's really going on, but cooler still to avoid putting a target on our backs by mouthing off. They are now positioned to make life miserable. You have only two more years of time here: Use it to work on yourself. You have to educate yourself - no class can do it for you. Observe how the System works, and above all study and emulate those you admire. Meanwhile, as wise old Henry Fonda once said, 'When you're up to your nose in shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut.' And when you go to jail, be sure it is for a worthwhile purpose." And I gave him Henry David Thoreau's "Essay on Civil Disobedience" to read. And Martin Luther King's "Letter From Birmingham Jail".

Nelson, too, played on the edges of the law. He had a calmness I coveted, and integrity I admired even more. He lived with his dad in a shack built of Coca-Cola signs at the town landfill. No one's status was lower, nor their spelling more atrocious. When he handed in an essay that was so beautiful, and so sensitive - tho full of spelling errors - that I beamed at him and graded it "A". The principal, who the paper had somehow reached, told me he was changing the grade to an "F". I handed him a piece of chalk and said, "Do that and you're the new English teacher - because I'm out of here." He backed down. The following year when he thought he could get away with insulting me, I quit on the spot.

Each one of the "problem pupils" was rebellious in his own way, while the top-of-the-class "A" pupils seemed to be all cut of the same cloth: Boring. At times I would tell them, "Hey - you all got "A"s. Now get out of here - go to the library and read something." Wayne's handicap was being the son of the shop teacher. Without perceptible warning one day he decided to "ride" me, test me like no other had ever done. And he was good, like a chess player. He trusted me to not mention it to his father; he was most relentless, my most daunting challenge. I didn't know how to deal with him. I just knew that I would not join in a power struggle. All others in class sat silently, watching the drama.

Wayne hated reading and writing, that is to say, English was his most hated subject. I learned his one overriding interest in life was electronics. He did not know that in the U.S.A.F. I had taught pilots and crewmembers the electronic and radio systems of the B-26 aircraft. After a week of insolence I felt that Wayne's abusive remarks had to be answered or I would soon "lose it" - and that I could not let happen. One morning I covered the blackboard with an elaborate radio schematic, with its tangle of circuits, detectors, resisters, capacitors and wires everywhere - all from memory. Wayne sat bug-eyed. Pointing to one circuit, I asked, "Who knows what this is?" Wayne: "I do! It's the Colpits oscillator!"

Correct. And what is this feature here? I asked. "That provides the feedback," said Wayne happily. And I knew I had him. Then I explained about the value of feedback in talking with people, and how the listener's input can influence the outcome of a discussion. Wayne, now in his element, couldn't have been happier: English now made sense! To my last day, there was never another problem with him. His "enemy" could walk on water.

Why was I so carefully avoiding putting down the pupils assigned to me? Reason: I had decided at the outset that if I could not maintain a disciplined classroom without punishing the kids, I would seek some other line of work. In Korea, if a pilot or crew gave me a hard time, which very rarely happened, I'd simply dismiss them from class and send them back to fly a few more missions over North Korea. (A.F. regulations gave me one rank higher than everyone in class. Would you believe - for a time I held the technical rank of Major General?)

But in my English class these weren't adults. The pupils needed the space to be kids. And the more resistant and rebellious they were to authority, the more I saw myself in them. We were comrades, not adversaries. And if they did not "know" that, they felt it. They knew I liked them, could see that, even while maintaining classroom order, I enjoyed them. They knew I worked half the night preparing for them. They taught me so much about teaching and about children.

They were "undisciplined" only in the view of Authority: they refused to submit to humiliation. They had their own internal discipline, in unknowing agreement with Erwin N. Griswold, dean of Harvard Law School: "The right to be let alone is the underlying principle of the Constitution's Bill of Rights." I respected their rights as children and Americans, as they embodied that motto treasured by the early patriots of New Hampshire: "Don't tread on me."

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 67
July 1, 2007

E-mail: norm@bmi.net
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Can you imagine
what this man would have been if
someone [had] loved him?

- Henry Kissinger on Richard Nixon


Most of you know I settled in this narrow Arizona valley in 1997 and began efforts to raise to public awareness the harm inflicted on children by corporal punishment, and to suggest non-punitive ways of childrearing. While the response was, for years, under whelming to say the least, there are now, after a decade of unremitting work, signs of limited success. A principle industry here is incarceration: five prisons are in this valley bulging with several thousand inmates. Many of my neighbors work there.

With George W. Bush elected twice during the past ten years, the cumulative effect of the nation's aggression and propaganda has had a visible effect. As hate levels rose in the face of designated "enemies" of the government, fear levels mounted. Orange and red threat levels alerted families of unseen danger, and xenophobic levels, already high, mounted higher.

It is tempting to adopt the curbside psychologist mode and speak in terms of "schizophrenia" and "paranoia," but it is an irrefutable fact that what passes for "normal" here is clinically a certain level of mental illness. Tho it has been identified as a national sickness, or "the sickness of the age," I have not seen it at this level in the places I've traveled in Florida, West Coast, New York, and Midwest. And certainly not in Europe. Few will deny that the levels of anxiety and fear have raised since 9/11, but nowhere else have I seen this degree of negativism, fear, pessimism, and disconnection with what is real as opposed to what is fantasy, or illusion. It appears that nearly everyone in this valley is seeking escape from the Reality of Life.

Many months ago two local children committed suicide. The local paper chose to not publish that news. Now, long after, the tragedy is vaguely mentioned in print - but only briefly and reluctantly. Secrecy is maintained on identities and circumstances. Result: Children and their parents were served only by rumor and hearsay. In the end, general explanations thru schools and churches were passed on "informally." The impression left was that the kids themselves were culpable, somehow disobeyed, and escaped punishment.

This avoidance is not an atypical response to stark reality here: Avoid and deny it as long as possible. Both were boys, one age 15 took his life, we don't know how; the other, a child of eight, hanged himself soon after. If anyone knows why the boys took their lives, they are not sharing the information. But we know that the kids were likely caught in severe depression, had come to hate life itself, and adequate concern and counsel did not reach them. Thus, the community failed the boys, and the newspaper failed the community.

There are several stories here, not least of which is the shockingly dysfunctional newspaper non-coverage, whose publisher says he feared "copycat" reaction. Others, later, called for openness, and some even urged forums on the problem of depression, its causes and antidotes. In the end, the public pushed the uncomfortable issue aside to await the next family tragedy. The event was lost in comments of "Ain't it awful." That's the state of mind in this small community in Arizona.

No less than 15 million Americans a year are afflicted by depression. Here is a disease that costs the nation $83 billion each year in treatment costs, absenteeism, and lost productivity. About 189 million prescriptions for antidepressants were written last year, and the antidepressants are not working well, according to David Rubinow, a professor and the chairman of the psychiatry department at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. A recent $35 million government study examined a very large number of patients who were experiencing symptoms of major depression such as sadness, low energy and hopelessness. They were given the usual antidepressants, and found that only half were cured. A mere medical prescription is not adequate to cure profound unhappiness in the human spirit. Professionals say depression is the cause of almost all of the 30,000 suicides annually in the U. S.

Nationally, suicide is the third leading cause of death among youth ages 15 to 24. But in Arizona it is the number one leading cause of death in that age range. Is it my imagination, or was there a time when everyone felt they were part of a community, and that communal bond insured that no member would ever feel so estranged that they'd want to kill themselves, much less assassinate others in a dramatic exit from life. The recent massacre at Virginia Tech, where Cho Seung Hui did just that, is a case in point. Cho was profoundly unhappy and lonely, had never had friends - neither in his native Korea nor in U.S. He desperately wanted a girl friend but was rejected invariably. When he could stand the depression no longer, he killed 32 people and himself.

In seeing Cho's horror story I could not help thinking of Kim Choon He, my houseboy in Korea some 56 years ago. Things were bad in Korea in 1951 and '52. From the garbage cans outside our mess tent starving Koreans scooped slime with bare hands and licked it off hungrily. It's where I learned to hate war, and committed to work toward ending it. But Kim was ever cheerful, as he was well fed as he kept my boots shined and bed made and tent clean, for which I paid him a few won from my tiny monthly pay. I helped him learn English, and after I returned to the States we corresponded. When his letters stopped I assume he was drafted into the army and sent north to fight the Chinese, but his was not a killer temperament. He had friends who truly cared for him. Cho was not so lucky, or at least was not aware he was so lucky. Counseling could have helped him recognize his incredible fortune in having fine clothes, food and shelter, wonderful teachers in a fine university and very rare life opportunity.

Jerry Kroth, of the Graduate Division of Counseling Psychology at Santa Clara University (CA), tells us that when Mother Teresa first came to this country, she observed that the United States was the "loneliest" country she had ever visited. This is what Dr. Kroth says of Cho's rampage: "Perhaps instead of focusing on gun control, media violence, or beefing up campus security, we should look more closely at the alienation and lack of intimacy in American life." He cites a recent Pew poll indicating that the number of Americans who have "no one to talk to about a personal issue" has more than doubled in just the last decade. "We need to direct our attention to the lonely, depressed, alienated, and emotionally discarded segments of our society. There needs to be a sincere national dialogue about psychotherapy, mental health, and the absence of love in our society which gives rise to the evil that we all are trying to come to terms with today." - Norm


The Step Up Report - Month 66
June 1, 2007
E-mail: norm@bmi.net

...parents repeatedly punished us in attempts to force us
into the imaginary mold they had prepared for us, i.e.,
what a child should be.

- Alice Miller


In a May 19, 07 email from London, "Harold" asked me for parenting guidance. For privacy, I have substituted fictional names. Our conversation follows.

Harold: Hi Norm. Thank you for your website - it has filled me with hope and joy just to read a small part of it. I have two daughters, Shelly and Tammy, aged 27 months and 11 months. Their mother and I have raised them without violence but have resorted to gentler forms of punishment with Shelly, putting her on the bottom step of the staircase or in her cot.

Yet I have felt unhappy and ill at ease about doing this and instinctively averse to any form of punishment.

I am sorry not to have stuck to my original feelings in this regard and to have succumbed to the societal dogma that some form of punishment is a prerequisite to the raising of children. And I am delighted and grateful to have my natural inclinations so eloquently vindicated on your website that I can wake up to what I already knew and begin to parent more appropriately.

Norm: From my view, your instincts are correct: there is NO necessity for punishing a child, ever. Shelly, at age 2yrs., is now in the midst of "breaking out" of the infancy years - the very center of attention, and practicing toddlerhood, beginnings of childhood, with its new freedoms of movement and expression. Eleven months ago, at age one and a half, the "competition" arrived - to hog the attention and affection that had been, all her life, exclusively hers. Who wouldn't be upset? Angry? Even enraged? Her tiny world - her only security - was collapsing around her. It's been a distressing, perhaps tragic, year for her. And, with her God and Goddess battling, it's getting worse.

H: Unfortunately I fear that some harm has already been done and that Shelly has also picked up on her mother's and my sometimes angry behaviour toward one another, something which we are working hard on.

N: So it is clear to you that the work to be done is on the conflicting relationship between you and your wife. Can you see that the changes must take place there, not on the child? Shelly needs to be smothered in affection & attention. Forget the carrot-and-stick approach, she is not the family collie. Love her when she's "good", love her when she's "bad" (two terms I never used with my sons, by the way.) It is most important that the conflicts not be "worked out" in the presence or the hearing of the two children. I can't be emphatic enuf here. If you can't resolve issues yourself and soon, I urge you to seek counseling. The children have already suffered too much.

H: She quite frequently physically attacks and hurts her little sister and, to date, it is for this that she is most commonly punished by being placed in her cot and left alone in her room. I hasten to add that, for the most part, Shelly is an absolute delight - happy, kind and loving toward her sister. But she still attacks her with worrying frequency.

N: The child, then, is being punished for learning and applying what her parents taught her about human relationships, how fighting is "normal". Shelly is a delight, is bright, and happy and kind - because she was born GOOD, kind and loving. But - again - Shelly learned from parents' example to attack someone vulnerable when unhappy or stressed. She is too small to attack you. So what's left? Shelly also might benefit from counseling. In London there are surely many family counselors, with sliding scale fees. Try some out and persist until you find what is comfortable and effective for your situation.

H: Clearly the long-term solution to this problem is to engender a greater sense of love, respect, toleration and calm in the home as whole. But please could you advise me on what you would consider to be the best course to take immediately following such an incident.

N: Exactly. The problem is not in changing the child, it is in changing her parents. Ask: How can we engender love, respect, toleration and calm in this home? You can treat the symptoms (pimples), but the disease (measles) is still there, doing its dirty work. If, when Shelly is in attacking mode, the baby is kept beyond her reach, there should be no more attacks. Words won't work, toddlers are not academically inclined. Change the game from a contest of wills and adversary relationship to helping mom while tending to baby's needs.

H: I feel torn by my desire not to punish and the need to defend Tammy from any further harm.

N: By all means, keep Tammy out of reach of her sister. Simply making rules, issuing orders, and enforcing them does not work. Shelly has learned to punish; the baby must be protected; further punishing Shelly will heighten her aggression. She already feels rejected, neglected. Add punishment to that, and it's traumatic.

H: Apart from anything, whilst I can guarantee to try, I cannot guarantee to be perfect in my own future behaviour. I am in early recovery from alcoholism through AA and am making great strides but struggling nonetheless.

N: None of us is perfect; we're all struggling with challenges, weaknesses, guilt feelings and failures. But we can prevent harm to our children nonetheless. I hear you making excuses for failure already, and in this you must not fail your children. No excuses. It's not that you can't, it's just that you haven't seen the problem in its true light. If the view is still dim, write to me again.

H: Shelly communication skills are limited and it just seems to me that trying to explain to her that hurting her sister is upsetting for all of us, whilst empathizing with the feelings that motivated her to do so, may not be enough to prevent recurrences if she continues to witness her mother and I in heated exchanges, as is realistically likely to happen.

N: Correct; explaining and persuading will not stop Shelly from hurting Tammy, because rationality is not the game. A two-year-old can't grasp explanations and pleas for compassion. She is driven by painful emotions. Shelly is hurting badly, and needs to find ways to relieve that hurt. She needs to cry her grief and be held and loved - by her God and Goddess. There is no other world.

H: Any advice you might be able to offer would be really helpful. With great love and enormous gratitude, Harold



The Norm Report - Month 65
May 1, 2007


The key to ending suffering and finding [domestic] peace
lies in transforming our own mind:
removing our negativity, enhancing our positive qualities,
and revealing our true nature.

- Chagdud Tulku            


Every one of us is trained in parenting skills - by our own parents. Our work is to retrain ourselves - and others raised by spanking parents - to disabuse ourselves and others from the earlier conditioning. Nearly everyone needs help getting past the pervasive childhood training in violence. Those of us who have done the reading need to teach others the findings of modern research in peaceful parenting. The harmful effects of maltreatment and mis-parenting are easy to underestimate; the tight grip the subconscious has on our behavior can take months and years to expose and relax. There are many ways to affect changes. Perhaps we can learn from the Buddhists, whose teachings on the relief of suffering and attainment of happiness have proved effective for many millions of practitioners for the past 2,500 years, might be of some value to Norm Report readers.


I. THE DHARMA OF PARENTING

Since the problem of suffering and increasing the happiness of sentient beings has always been the central concern of Buddhists, it seems there may be understandings here that can apply to raising the quality of family life. When we observe the conflicts and misery of those around us - in the home, locally and globally - it may seem surprising that for over two millennia the remedy for suffering and the cause of happiness has been widely known in Asia. While complete coverage of the teachings of the several schools of Buddhism is far beyond my knowledge and the scope of this Norm Report, here selected are some basic guidelines deemed useful for family life.

1. The day the child is born, there is a guru in the family. The new baby is the resident expert on children and childhood. Given that we are wise enuf to shift our thinking patterns along new lines, we can learn much from the infant "rinpoche". The first thing a child teaches us is that we must think of others before ourselves. This idea is as old as the cavalry officer's code: Take care of your horse first, yourself last. It means growing up and accepting responsibility. Here the baby's needs must be met. It is easy enuf to tell when something's wrong: the solution is to answer the baby's cries until the needs are met. Perhaps all of us have seen a "mom" ignoring a baby's screams, patronizingly explaining to us that "it's good for their lungs". Or worse, "I'm teaching her that I won't come running whenever she calls me." When a baby says he needs his mother, he's serious. And must be taken seriously.

2. Most parents suffer from delusions, myths, and old wives tales passed down from their parents. The worst delusion is that a child is "born in sin", that is, is guilty already, tho neither by commission nor omission. That is arguably the most harmful notion taught by the church. Buddhism's Good News is that a child is born with Basic Goodness, called the "Buddha nature" of the child. This change of view makes an enormous difference - perhaps a crucial one - in the potential happiness of the child. From the hateful view that the child is "bad" follows the hideous "justification" of beatings with a "rod", and an endless variation of punishments and abuse, some life threatening. In recognizing the Basic Goodness in the child, our patience increases, loving-kindness begins to characterize our outlook, and conflicts evaporate. The conflicting and violent adversarial relationship that is most often established early on in most homes is avoided by this simple change of mind.

3. Self-identity: how we view ourselves makes all the difference in whether we are happy or miserable. Most people, being victims of mal-parenting, are dissatisfied with themselves. Yet they make little - or no - effort to change themselves, or even to find out how to go about it. Instead they persist in trying to make the change in others that are more comfortable. And children are the most vulnerable, being helpless to defend themselves. Children learn nothing of value except by example of those they admire. There is no other way. With a church on every corner, preaching doesn't improve people. With a little reflection, we can see that parents CAUSE the very misbehavior they condemn and punish. Where, then, must the changes take place? Our best efforts need to be applied to changing ourselves.


II. LOVING KINDNESS, GENEROSITY, THE GOLDEN RULE

1. Gratefulness and thinking of others before oneself are the first changes of mind for the neophyte Buddhist. As mentioned above, we put the child's welfare before our own: food, clothing, shelter, health, and safety. Because we have grown up, our own convenience and comfort does not matter so much any more. Consider: How aware are parents of the child's suffering? Who would imagine that it is painless for a child to have flesh sliced off his penis or her vagina? Yet, these hideous and unnecessary violent acts take place daily by the millions. Arguments defending circumcision have been obsolete and absurd since the invention of the shower. And the horrifying, excruciating torture of clitorectomy is performed by the very women who suffered it a generation earlier. "I had to endure the suffering, why shouldn't my daughter?" The serious emotional damage, the lifetime trauma caused by such victimization of boys and girls has been known for 50 years. It is time it was learned.

That corporal punishment is a counterproductive and trauma-inducing method of teaching good behavior has been known for decades. This universal problem has even been addressed by the United Nations' UNICEF, and the results of its worldwide research presented recently in General Assembly. Awareness is growing, and thus far 17 nations have passed laws prohibiting spanking and other corporal punishment, even in the home. Meantime, it is still legal to assault even small children in the public schools of 21 of these United States. Slap the face of your neighbor and it's assault; slap the face of your daughter and it's "discipline". Go figure.

2. We must act to mitigate the suffering we see around us, yes, and refrain from inflicting suffering on others. But what do we do about our own existential suffering? Or about our loss of job, or spouse, or a child's accidental crippling? Our failing health, our friends' betrayal. There is suffering in everyone's life; for two and a half millennia now Buddhists have been teaching and practicing methods to alleviate that suffering, and attain a state of happiness, if not enlightenment. This is good news: For every person reading this, happiness in this lifetime is attainable. It requires a certain understanding, and persistent practice in training the mind. Part of this Understanding, as stated, involves following the recognition of the child's Basic Goodness with consistent Loving-kindness. The child, as our Teacher, may test the patience and skill of the parent, and gradually lessons may be learned. The Teacher must never, never, be punished; that would be a notion most absurd, as well as an act most harmful - to parent as well as to child. At the end of the day, all we have to offer a child is integrity, honor, and trust. Fail that, and we fail as a parent.

3. THE LESSON OF KARMA: A harmful act, committed against child or adult, is sure to bring suffering to the perpetrator. It is axiomatic that doing harm to another is the cause of our suffering. Indeed, any harmful act or thought inevitably brings us pain in some form. The Law of the Universe sees to it that the pain and suffering we inflict on another will surely result in our own pain and suffering. There is the happy corollary: Acts of love and kindness bring the same to us. The RULE, well known but much ignored: What goes around, comes around. The bottom line: Each time we yell at a child, or spank, we pay a price for it in suffering. Better that we learn to be generous in providing comfort, and assurance for those fearful for their safety.

4. COMPASSION: We see from the above that, from a Buddhist standpoint, the motivation to stop corporal punishment includes compassion for the punisher, who will accumulate bad karma as a result of inflicting pain on the child. The child is being hurt, the adult is administering the punishment. Writes Chagdud Rinpoche in his "Change of Heart", "One is suffering now, the other will suffer in the future." Wisdom requires that we inflict no suffering at all, no punishment, and both child and parent are spared the bad karma. It is also true that good karma results in acts of love and compassion. Nowhere is that clearer than when dealing with children. They are born loving and affectionate and beautiful, easy to love and care for since they are so delightful to be around. Our task is to work on the angry and impatient subconscious demons that lurk in the dungeons of our consciousness, trapping us in delusions that make us see and treat children as enemies. We all have these dark thoughts, let's be honest. Clearly we have much to do in the way of examining our thoughts as they surface to torment us and/or delude us.


III. CHILD CONTROL AND TRAINING

1. AXIOM: The child learns by parents' example. There is no other way a child learns behavior and values. It follows that the changes we want to see in the children must first be made in ourselves. Children don't need to be taught to say "please" and "thank you". Instruction in courteous behavior is superfluous when the child is treated with courtesy. Consideration of others is not learned by "teaching" or preaching. The work of improving has to be done on oneself. Then there is no way a child can be prevented from imitating it.

Misbehavior, lying, stealing, fighting.... a child learns all of the above by observing the parents. Too often the parents lay the blame of violence on TV, games, rap music, whatever. But the principle model of values is the parents, the most effective influence that kids will emulate most.

LESSON: Violence is learned on mommy's knee, and in daddy's woodshed. Street violence and wars will not cease until parents stop training their kids in violence. A child brutalized can spend his life making others pay the price. Ask anyone on death row.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 64
April 1, 2007


As irrigators lead water where they want,
as archers make their arrows straight, as carpenters carve wood,
the wise shape their minds.

Siddhartha Gautama



From Stressing to Resting

Anyone who has observed a cat has seen - and perhaps envied - its ability to relax completely. Notice how a cat, when awakening from a "cat-nap", stretches each leg in exquisite fashion. A cat likes to play and loll around lazily, but let a bird fly into the room or a mouse appear, and the cat explodes in focused energy. You don't find many stress-ridden cats.

And what causes stress? Fear. Frustration. Greed. Deprivation of needs. Anxiety and worry and dreading what might occur. What will I do if I lose my job? If my wife leaves me? Or my children are harmed? The IRS could audit us. The FBI can tap my phone. The hoodlum next door could steal my TV. The preacher tells us we're under threat of spending an eternity burning in hell unless we repent for the guilt imposed on us at birth. Fear and worry are the most pervasive emotions in the atmosphere around us. We'd do well to remember George Burns' quip: "My life has been a series of disasters, most of which never happened."

People are afraid, afraid of other people, and afraid of the future, even afraid of their own inner feelings. We are tugged around by unconscious anxieties stemming from the traumas of childhood. Anxiety is a kind of craziness that deters and undermines clear thinking and effective action. We need to learn and to practice how to master it, to gain control over fears. If we do not, we'll surely be controlled by them.

We all saw the boost in fear level following Sept 11, 2001 when the entire nation got the chronic jitters. The federal government used - and still uses - fear tactics to keep the public willing to follow a "strong leader" by deviously manipulating yellow & red alerts, designating evil-plotting "enemies" both foreign and at home, and curtailing our civil rights in the name of "security". The effect has been dehumanizing on a massive scale, contributing to the trance state, alienation, the sickness of the age. Accumulated effect of fear changes people profoundly: Over 43% of Americans now believe torturing prisoners can be justified while demands mount for capital punishment. More than a million American citizens are in prison. That's what unrelenting fear has done to us.

We experience stress when we don't get what we want - and when we get what we don't want. Frantic for an uninterrupted stream of "entertainment" we approach a state of panic when encountering any space lacking something to "occupy our minds." Unceasing rock music, cell phones to the ears, 40 TV channels, multi-tasking addiction. It's if we panic when faced with a few minutes' peace, with silence and nothing to do. Unable to accept a lull in conversation, we fail to listen, being too busy preparing what to say in response. When visiting other countries we are distinguished as the people who indulge in "entertainment" but cannot relax. We cannot rest because we lack depth; we are not grounded. We have become disconnected from Reality. From Truth.

The "stressing of America" has been a long time building. I began to catch on in the mid-Sixties, while in a restaurant reading a New York Times report that fully 25% of NYC residents needed "emergency psychiatric first aid", and another 50% needed on-going therapy. I stepped outside to see a motorist screaming in rage at the driver ahead of him who was a nano-second late in proceeding on green. Later on I was shocked when the publisher of "Life" dropped the celebrated picture magazine to replace it with a new one called "Money". When CBS announced it was combining their News and Entertainment departments, and I realized we, the people, are being distanced from reality by one institution after the other: family, school, church, government, medicine, and now media. Enuf to give a person the willies. Or the creeping anxieties.

We can't deal with a vague feeling of anxiety and dissatisfaction, a "dis-ease". Like Joseph K. in Kafka's "The Trial", we feel accused of something - we know not what - but we feel guilty about it. Worse, we feel helpless to remedy it. We can't get answers. The feeling affects all those around us. When things get stressful at home, who feels the brunt of the rage? Those most vulnerable do, those least able to defend themselves, i.e., the children. Dr. E. Barkley recommends that parents take a parental behavioral training course that teaches new ways to handle troublesome children. He explains that parents react to the oppositional nature of a difficult child, causing a great deal of parental stress and distress, and that learning better approaches immediately eases the situation. But what about our drive for status? Money? Power? Significance? Fear, worry, and dread lay eggs of disturbance under our skin. Then there's the unconscious kicking us around; the restaging of childhood traumas that find us speaking & acting in ways that, on a conscious level, "don't make sense" - until a therapist helps us to see what is going on inside.

We cause our stress by clinging tightly to a concept, an idea, a preconception. With minds in chaos and fear-driven ambitions, we become further removed from reality and get swept up in succeeding waves of fantasy. We search for peace, for "escape", for ways to release tension. We seek a "soft place to fall". We want a life with meaning, with purpose. We need directions in how to step off the treadmill and start living a life worth living. With persistent search we learn that this is not at all a new problem for humanity. Sages of the East have, for at least three millennia, provided remedies to billions of people suffering from the same malady. Relief comes in the form of certain relaxation practices, developed and passed down thru the centuries, that have resulted in peaceful quietude for many a distressed mind and spirit. In recent years that same wisdom has been imported to - and enthusiastically adopted by - the West. It has rapidly attracted and inspired hundreds of thousands to find relaxation in practicing yoga and meditation.


Relaxation for Sanity

Relaxation practice is a means to regaining sanity. We need not continue suffering with strain and stress tearing at us. Relaxation techniques developed by the ancients are now in the reach of anyone who can read these words. Instruction is currently so accessible that you need only consult a phone book or do a web search to find classes near you. The Internet offers a gold mine of information in these fields.

The mind likes to dwell on the pleasantries and resentments of the past. Equally preoccupying are the apprehensions and anticipations of the future. But relaxation and rest can be found in neither the past nor the future. Relief from stress, worry and their causes can only be remedied in the Now. The Samurai warriors were trained in dwelling in the moment, which explains their legendary bravery. The Now is the only place in which Reality abides. There is no room for fear in the Now.

But we are not in warrior training, altho teachings for mastering the mind and emotions are readily available to anyone. What most of us seek are some simple practices that will help us quiet the mind and relax the body. When faced with a problem, we in the West are schooled (programmed) to "figuring out" a solution to it. We judge that something's "wrong", and we are "anxious" to "fix" it. We are, in varying degrees, nutty, being as we are preoccupied with tomorrow's problems while dwelling on - and resenting - yesterday's botched "solutions".

Fortunately there are ways we can train ourselves in relaxation, and learn how to be at rest. Here are suggestions:


FROM STRESSING TO RESTING

I.

1. Since it is easier to discipline the body than the mind, we first need to awaken awareness of the body. Indeed, the body IS the mind. We speak of the "mind-body". First, find a bar or limb or doorframe from which to stretch. Then shake out hands, feet. Be aware of the ground beneath your feet, supporting you. Take several deep breaths, each time exhaling your body's anger, frustration, and stress. This body awareness makes the succeeding exercises easier.

2. Lie down supine on a mat or quilt - (never a bed because it invites sleep, and here we're seeking the kind of profound rest that mere sleep cannot give us). Place feet 12" or so apart. Arms outstretched, palms up. Visualize left foot, wiggle the toes, and relax them. Visualize the right foot, wiggle toes, etc... Proceed up the body, alternatively concentrating on each body part and letting go the tension there: foot, ankle, calf, thigh, buttocks, lower back, stomach, chest, arms, hands, shoulders, neck, face, brow.

3. Focusing on a spot on the ceiling, direct the mind to the breath: rising, falling, rising, falling...

II.
1. Stretch, as above.

2. Jog around the block or take a brisk walk thru the park.

3. Take warm, soapy, leisurely bath. Take your time. The whole point is to disconnect from the treadmill, off the fast track.

4. Sit in the sunshine and direct the mind to the most peaceful scene you ever experienced: seashore, birch forest, whatever.

III.
1. Stretch.

2. If there is no masseur or partner to provide massage, you can do your own deep-tissue body work. For most parts of body you can work the muscles yourself. Working gently with thumbs & fingertips, work on the bumps & pains in the neck, shoulders, arms, chest, lower back, legs, feet.

3. Knead the "thought bumps" on your head, neck & face, working very gently into the pain spots, then return to them in a day or two to work some more.

4. Direct the mind to positives: Gratefulness, loving-kindness, reminding yourself of the Basic Goodness in yourself & others.

5. Sit in a straight-back chair. Mindful breathing: rising, falling ...

6. Mark out a 50' path to a post or tree, center the mind on the feet, walk mindfully: up, forward, down; up, etc. for 1/2 hour.

7. Laugh. Readily & a lot. See the absurdities around us. Come alive - and rejoice.

- Norm


The Norm Report - Month 63
March 1, 2007
E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Visit Norm Lee's website: www.nopunish.net

There is nothing so disobedient as an undisciplined mind,
and there is nothing so obedient as a disciplined mind.

- Gotama Buddha



ON BEING OPEN

As a teenager, my passion was jazz; I "hated" classical music and the "longhairs" who played it - until the day I learned my hero, Benny Goodman - who dazzled me with his Sextet - was privately playing Mozart's Clarinet Quintet with friends from NY Philharmonic. That opened up for me the awesome world of Mozart, Beethoven, Bach, Chopin, Tchaikovsky, Brahms, Shostakovich, etc. The Classics have given me music therapy for the past 60 years. I didn't know I was close-minded. I thought myself "open minded", like every other close-minded inhabitant of this flat earth.

Closing down, for me, occurred early. I balked at entering kindergarten until my father persuaded me with his razor strap, the tool of choice for beating children in the Dirty Thirties. I fought going because of the shame of it: I didn't have a mother, like other kids. She had abandoned the family the year before, to escape her abusive husband.

There followed five years of "shock & awe" beatings and humiliation by a criminal abortionist and child-hating tyrant, under whom I served the sentence of involuntary servitude my father had arranged to provide my food and shelter. But I had taught myself to read - absorbing "Robinson Crusoe" as the others were reading "Dick & Jane" - and that was to be my escape as well as my eventual liberation.

At age 12, severely damaged physically and emotionally and socially retarded, I faced the challenge of learning how to become equal to my ("superior") peers. Conditioned to defensiveness, if not paranoid, I was internally crouching behind a wall of fears, hates and prejudices. The remedy, I decided, was to try everything, no matter how threatening. I remember thinking to myself, "I refuse to be cheated out of a life." It was "openness" at its crudest.

Having never had playmates, I joined the Boy Scouts. Finding church sermons unbearable but forced to attend, I taught myself to read music and joined the choir. I taught myself jazz piano and learned to jitterbug and slow-dance. In pursuit of self-improvement, I read only non-fiction, closing off from the writers who merely "told stories".

Years later, starved for reading matter in my tent in Pusan, Korea, I found wisdom in a paperback book a soldier, ordered North, had left behind. It was Somerset Maugham's "The Narrow Corner". I can quote lines from it even today, 56 years later. Revelation: Some novelists are saying things I need to hear!

Another Culture, Other Views

Later, in Occupied Japan, I slouched around like the other G.I.s, blinded by an attitude of assumed superiority over those Oriental "inferiors" we had "conquored". Three months passed before, walking alone in the streets of Tachikawa, I opened quite suddenly to the incredible beauty of this country. When the cherry trees bloom, commerce comes to a standstill. Stores and banks close, mail goes undelivered, and all of Japan takes the day off to view the cherry blossoms! Indeed, everything is made beautiful, even the delicate paper sheaf for chopsticks. What am I missing here!

As a child I had vomited when forced to eat rice. My best friend Ed Wallace, from Oakland, would not have it. In a Japanese restaurant he refused to let me leave until I ate a bowl of Japanese fried rice. Delicious! Today I use my rice cooker frequently. P.S.: Soon after, both Ed and I moved off base into the village, donned kimono, and learned to speak fluent Japanese. I owe so much to Ed, to Mr. Goodman, to Daniel Defoe, to Somerset Maugham. The list is long - hundreds - of those people I have to thank for helping me see, for opening my eyes - and my heart - to Life.

In his classic "Walden" Henry David Thoreau wrote from his rustic cabin, "I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation," he wrote. As an adolescent I read these famous lines and decided to work consciously and deliberately on opening my mind and my heart to life's experience. I vowed to get the most out of my life, and I had only 25,000 days to do it. I did the math: I had already blown 5,000 days, and the clock was ticking. That pivotal decision has shaped my purpose and style of living for the past 65 years.

It is not easy; one has to want to be open. Yet not until age 50 could I bring myself to tell even close friends about the debilitating and tortuous treatment I had suffered as a child. Exposing the "shame" of it was more than I could bear. Ten more years before finally risking ridicule by disclosing the sexual abuse.

Acquiring/achieving Openness

In university, I was flunking Geology at mid-term. The professor, I judged, was a nincompoop who has fallen off a passing truck just when a Geology prof was needed. Facing ego's Doomsday, I conceived of a plan - (I write about this in my book, "Blithering Idiot's Guide to All A's in College"). That I would flunk the course was a given, but I would make this prof feel guilty for giving an "F" to this clearly superior student.

I moved to the front row and pretended to be in rapt attention. So I could ask intelligent questions I did outside reading. I did hardness tests on rocks & reported the results. I was key man in class discussions. Soon he was directing his lectures at me. Without realizing it, and despite my little game, I had opened up to the wonderful science of geology. (P.S.: Even with an "F" at midterm, I finished with a "B".)

I hated "hillbilly music" until I discovered Bluegrass. I scorned "jocks" until I saw Magic Johnson, Larry Bird, and Michael Jordan in action. I looked down my nose at rock music until my son exposed me to Leonard Skynard's "The Wall", the Eagles, and the Dead. In turn, Russ has opened to Mozart, Beethoven, Vivaldi & Bach. I was ignorant of medieval art until my partner, now a world class calligrapher, opened me to the lettering and fantastic illuminated manuscripts of the Lindisfarne Gospels thru the Renaissance.

I was never open to the world of antiques until my sister Claire appeared on TV's Antiques Show. Years ago she had bought an old table for $25 at a yard sale, one that I told her to use in her garage as a workbench. But Claire, being more open than I, did research on Early American furniture and learned that her old table had a history. On TV the celebrated antiques experts, the Keno brothers, waxing excited, estimating its value at some $400,000.

Flabbergasted, Claire took it to Sotheby's in NYC, and sold it for a half million dollars. More: Oprah's people connected and flew Claire to the show. "How did you acquire the know-how to judge antiques?" Oprah asked her. Claire stopped the show with, "I have better taste in furniture than I have in husbands." Oprah, as only she can, mugged the camera.

Oprah would not be who she is or where she is had she not deliberately pursued openness. Even in the midst of her deepest travails, she steadfastly remained open to understanding. Recently she said, "At the center of crises, where it cannot get worse, I always ask myself, "What is this here to teach me? What am I to learn from this?" That's courage. That's openness. That's wisdom.

How Can I Get To Carnegie Hall?

Opening the mind and opening the heart takes training, and the initiative and responsibility lies in each of us. Just as musicians train their fingers on instruments, so can we practice openness with our minds and hearts. There are resources, guides and mentors, but to see more comprehensively and feel more compassionately, we have to commit to disciplined practice.

Openness is acceptance of what IS. Which does not mean resignation. Rather, it is the willingness to drop the ego defenses and accept living with the feeling of vulnerability. Monks in Buddhist training are subjected to insults and verbal attacks; the "meditation" is "looking at" the rising emotions and defensive thoughts, and contemplating the illusive nature of the ego, the fiction of our own creation.

One of the quickest and surest ways to openness can be found in yoga discipline. There are practices that open the mind and heart in ways not previously imagined, exercises that provide relaxation in the process. Student: "I tried yoga, but it didn't work." My teacher: "Correction: Say, 'I tried yoga, but I didn't work.'" When I have yoga students I suggest they practice the exercises for 39 days, suspending judgment, neither liking nor disliking. Decide only on the 40th day, after examining your thoughts and feelings, whether or not to continue.

Many Paths to Openness

Ways to openness: Wide reading, wide travel experience, learn a foreign language, suspend judgment of others and circumstance, explore other faith systems, take training in sensitivity & encounter groups, try a sport you have resisted enjoying, experience new foods & restaurants, write plays or stories with dialogue - (writers need to view the world/situations/others from the perspective of each of the characters). To open is to create the internal space for acceptance, love, and joy. Essentially it is becoming open to change. Nothing is permanent. The way to the closed mind and heart is expecting and demanding that everything stays the same: health, relationships, income... Outcomes of closed thinking & feeling are confusion emotional meltdown, and insanity.

People ask how I came to discover a way to bring up children without punishing them. The key was in opening to what my little boys were teaching me about themselves, how they learn, and about children in general. I could not do that until I opened to this truth: Despite three university degrees, I knew nothing about children. The babies humbled me. I dropped all previous conceptions of children & parents, and their respective roles. "Teach me!" I seemed to say. I had to accept that, having been effectively orphaned, I had lacked a normal childhood. I simply didn't know what it was to be a child. Or what a daddy was.

There could be no openness before dropping the ego-driven arrogance that I "knew it all". The surest sign of the closed-minded is the denials and defenses. He/she is appalled that their open-mindedness should even be questioned, like Archie Bunker. ("Of course I'm innocent, Edith. But of what?")

The open mind suspends judgments. The open mind drops pretenses, presumptions, expectations and preconceptions. My brother Brian, who very successfully meets and befriends countless people in his work, knows how to listen. He says, "It's hard to be open if you've got an agenda. Drop the agenda and give the person your rapt attention." That's openness.

It's also the open heart. Compassion grows out of thinking of others first, seeing thru others' eyes. To suspend ego activity and make oneself willingly and voluntarily vulnerable requires courage. But it is done when becoming aware of the huge benefits: sensitivity, compassion, wisdom, and expansion of the human spirit. It is meeting one's potential as a human being. With an open mind and an open heart, we can all liberate ourselves and contribute to happiness for all and to peace in the world.

- Norm


THE NORM REPORT
62 Feb '07


Nearly all human suffering is caused by the inability to think straight.

- Prof. Ursula Little


RECOGNIZING THINKING TRAPS

Fifty years ago I had the fortune to have Professor Little for English 101. Expecting to learn to write, I was astonished to find that I was first to learn to think straight. As a war veteran & entering freshman at Syracuse University, I certainly needed it.

Tho intellectually brilliant, Prof. Little was not blessed with physical attraction. Being an overweight advanced diabetic, her swelled ankles overflowed her disintegrating shoes. Her fingers were deformed since birth, and her thatch of hair hung over her brow like straw in a mule shed. She had been a student of Alfred Korzybski in Univ. of Chicago, and made us read his "Science and Sanity", as well as S. I. Hayakawa's "Language In Thought and Action".

Whenever she emphasized a point, she banged her crippled fingers on her desk and said, "Write this down! In your notebooks! In letters a foot high!" My classmates hated her. I loved her. Worst of all was the fact that she was dying before our eyes.

Prof. Little dealt with Realty. The Facts. So she taught us how to face death with equanimity. With a smile she said "One of these mornings the department head will walk in here and tell you I've 'gone to my reward'". With that, she shocked us with a huge guffaw. We were to learn that death is to be viewed dispassionately, not in a negative way; life - and death - is Process. "Fingernails and hair continue to grow, then decaying sets in, and the carcass gradually becomes a worm farm. If you insist on taking it personally, if you think the body is YOU, you need a thinking adjustment." To shake up our thinking, she'd shuffle in and declare, "The Bible is a collection of fairy tales. Take it literally at your peril."

Complete communication from one mind to another is not possible, she averred. Everyone speaks his/her own individual language. We can only guess at what meaning their words have, and ask for clarification. Suspend & question, don't conclude. She told us about how the baby Berlitz, who later founded the famous school of foreign languages, was spoken to in a different language by every member of his extended family: Mother, English; father, French; uncle, German; aunt, Spanish; grandmother, Japanese, and so on. From the beginning he understood that each person had his/her own views of the world and definition of terms, based on their individual life experiences.

And sure enuf, one fine morning the head of the English Dept walked in and announced that our teacher had died during the night. Three rainy days later, I helped carry her casket from the chapel and lower it into the ground. All in process of change. Awareness that life is changing inexorably, moment by moment, has been with me ever since. Ignoring and denying the impermanent nature of all things is living foolishly and dangerously. PROCESS & IMPERMANENCE is Trap # One of the thinking snares Prof. Little trained us to avoid on our way to critical thinking. Here are some others:

Trap #2. ABSTRACTIONS - Love; Republican; God; terrorism; Donald Trump; Christian. Be assured that whenever you hear any of these abstractions, you have little clue as to what meaning is intended. Child; rice pudding; cow; golf; nice guy; home; hospital; car; Korean; public school. Some of these terms come loaded with emotion. In military basic training we quickly learned to never talk about Religion, Politics, or Mother, since violating these speech taboos could invite a busted nose. Too emotive, too abstract. Indeed, all words, as symbols, are abstractions. Further, meanings keep changing. "No word has exactly the same meaning twice," wrote Dr. Hayakawa. Yet, we have to use abstractions, we must generalize, else discussion is impossible. So what we need to do is be mindful when both speaking and listening, allowing for the likelihood of misunderstanding. Suspend judgment, ask for clarification, gather facts, weigh and consider, and don't jump to conclusions. Such was Dr. Little's mantra.

Abstractions are pitfalls because they leave out the facts, i.e., Reality. Defining of terms, qualifying, is needed to bring the communication closer to the concrete reality. Korzybski taught that cow (1) is not cow (2), since the speaker has had his/her experience with cows, and the listener has most surely had a different experience with "cows". Similarly, with motorcycles; women; skiing; Beethoven ("love that dog!"; Erie, PA; Mormons; beef steak; nice girl; etc., we need to mentally couch them in quotation marks and add "etc.". Not think we know. To questions, best answer: "I don't know, but I can find out."

"Freedom", is an abstract term that communicates only emotion until defined. "No one would maintain that parents should have unlimited freedom to ill-treat their children. So long as some men [and women] wish to do violence to others, there cannot be complete liberty," wrote Bertrand Russell in 1917.

Trap #3. JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS. "Baseball is not the national sport," the professor intoned. "It is jumping. Jumping to conclusions. Write this down!" Closely connected to Trap #1, this one also is marked by the failure to assemble the facts (reality) needed to more concrete understanding of a statement. The remedy is to suspend judgment pending the gathering, weighing, and considering of sufficient facts bearing on the issue. "The purpose of language is to accomplish agreement," we were to learn. That is, to connect on a concrete human level. Making judgments stops thinking cold, closing the mind.

Trap #4. LABELING. Here we stick an abstract label on a concept or idea and cubbyhole it, as if that's all the consideration needed. Closing down the mind can be as simple as attaching a categorizing label to: the homeless; football players; grand opera; Oprah; Volkswagen; Afro-American; hippie; teenager; bum, German; politician; pedophile.... Labeling excludes relevant facts. Labeling is characteristic of prejudiced minds.

Trap #5. FALLACY OF THE ABSOLUTE. I always...; you never...; all Boy Scouts...; none but the virtuous...; I totally deny... forever... always. Absolute faith leads to Jonestown, holy wars, and Kool-Aid madness. Such thinking underlies extremist behavior and horrors such as the Holocaust. Praise the lord and pass the Armageddon.

Trap #6. TVO: TWO VALUED ORIENTATION. Either-Or thinking leaves out all but the extremes, violating the Law of the Excluded Middle. Bad; good; sinner; godly; TVO is much used in the political & religious arenas. But reality lies in the bell-shaped curve. "You're either with us or against us" leaves out intelligent consideration of facts. "Either victory or defeat, no in-between." Either Heaven or Hell. These traps are all related, each is an example of infantile thinking, and as such, are dangerous. The primitive mind did not entertain subtleties. But, endowed with cortexes, we must.

Trap #7. PRECONCEIVING. I once had a neighbor who consistently expected the worse. A look at the sunny sky brought, "Well, it didn't turn out to be so bad after all." A great expectation of reliving a remembered concept is a symptom of mental illness. Years ago a group of us invited a "regular guy" to join us on a picnic. He imagined it would be "just like when I was 5". The rain came in buckets, and our group had a helluva good time. But John felt betrayed, as in bait-and-switch. So disturbed was he that he refused to get in the car, and walked home all 15 miles in the rain. Never spoke to us again. John had put all his eggs in one omelet: repeating the exact picnic he had had as a child. Because John's balance depended on forcing reality to match his concepts, he was a deeply disturbed - and dangerous - individual.

Trap #8. THE SYMBOL IS NOT THE THING. The map is not the terrain. The flag is not the country. The cross is not the religion. A green light does not mean safety. I trusted a green light and a truck hit my Saab in the side, putting my wife in the hospital. Safety, relatively speaking, means watching for dolts running red lights at 50 mph.

Trap #9. TUNNEL VISION. Clinging to one fact, even if true to reality, is infantile thinking. The only time I hit an animal on the highway: In the darkness, the dog hid in the ditch for the car ahead of me to pass, then darted out - to be hit by my car. He had clung to the single thought that he would be safe once the car passed. Being blind to peripherals, totally into one fact, neglecting other factors, the one-fact Spaniel was dead.

There are more, such as dealing with symptoms instead of causes, but space does not here allow. - Norm Lee


The Norm Report - Month 61
January 1, 2007
E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Visit Norm Lee's website: http://www.nopunish.net


The first person to promulgate the Golden Rule,
which was the bedrock of this empathic spirituality,
was Confucius 500 years before Christ. His disciples asked him,
"What is the single thread that runs through all your teaching and pulls it
all together?" And Confucius said, "Look into your own heart. Discover what it is
that gives you pain. And then refuse to inflict that pain on anybody else." His
disciples also asked, "Master, which one of your teachings can we put into practice every day?"
And Confucius said, "Do not do to others as you would not have them do to you."
And Buddha has his own version of the Golden Rule, stated in positive terms,
and Jesus taught it a half century later.

- Deepak Chopra [paraphrased]


HAPPY NEW YOU

For ten years now I've been giving a friendly wave to the cars passing my home here on Frye Creek Road in Arizona. The end of the street - a half dozen houses away - opens to the raw desert; overlooking it are the three or four homes of dirt-bike ruffians who speed wildly by in their pickup trucks & motorcycles. During past years several batches of erring youth have grown up, in a manner of speaking, and left for the Army, or the jailhouse, or found a girl and got religion and a job. But new blood is always appearing, to whiz by crazily. As a designated Neighborhood Watch, I can report but have no authority. Police are frequent visitors there, and burglaries are not uncommon. I'm advised as to what goes on: drug use & sales, felonious mischief, and occasional violence. But all this decade they have never done me wrong. That, however, has not been my reason for making nice. I greet them in passing to give them a gift: the reminder of their basic goodness. It is unlikely that they receive that anywhere else. I wave, and every time, as they drive on, I know they feel better about themselves. Though not once has anyone stopped to talk, they feel uplifted having been thought worthy of friendship. Just a wave and a smile for my neighbors. Cost me nothing, yet has benefited me in unexpected ways.

After the first few months, when they began waving back, I noticed a change in my view of these full-of-vinegar young guys. And I felt a difference, a rise in my self-esteem, having seen I was influencing a subtle change in them. Never having met them, yet I like them, respect them. While other neighbors feared them, I rather admired their anti-establishmentarian spirit. And they liked me back, since I was touching their heart.

At the supermarket, while waiting in line at checkout, I observe the clerk, and always feel compassion for them, being stuck in such a boring and thankless job. I watch their facial expression as customers complain relentlessly about everything imaginable: prices are up, can't find the right mustard, the line is too slow. To many customers, the choice of paper or plastic is of enormous importance. If the employee shows any indications of life at all, they are boredom, fatigue, fear of supervisor, and or fear of offending. By the time I reach the register, compassion compels me to bring a smile to his or her face. I speak their name, or ask how to pronounce it (we have Mexican names, Apaches names, Muslim names, and biblical names from the Book of Mormon). Then a compliment on their hair, their famous or musical name, or ask if they go to school, or have kids and what size. I give them my website card and invite an Email. Then I say something funny to make them laugh. Then a comment that tells them I sympathize with their having to stand there for eight hours a day. I'm determined to leave them smiling, and almost always succeed. And I walk away happier. I know some go home to tell of being complimented on their "do". It is merely a gesture, a small gift to a stranger, but one that makes a difference - to me.

This Christmas Day we experienced the joy of Giving, just as on the recent Thanksgiving Day we found joy in Gratefulness. Isn't it fitting that two of our three or four major national holidays are thus designated? I think it so because, while Door Number One to Happiness is Gratefulness, Door Number Two is Giving. Sharing generously, in altruistic spirit sets in motion good things all around. Basically, it entails the magic and power of the Moral Law of the Universe: Putting Others Before One's Self tells us that we cannot lift the spirits or the vision of others without feeling blessed ourselves. Not only that, material blessings appear unexpectedly. If you want much, give much. Pay forward, and you shall receive - but only if you are not attached to the "receive" part. The slightest manipulation or greed motive cancels out the goodness. Purity of intention is all.

We have written here that GRATEFULNESS is the key to the door to happiness. The second door to satisfaction and peace of mind we can call altruism, or GENEROSITY. Thinking of others first can mean acceptance of others, and openness to consideration of their ideas and values. Manifestations of generosity are the willingness to listen with patience to one's troubles, viewing a situation or event thru the eyes of another, thus avoiding passing negative judgment on them. Volunteers in hospice have found that their most valuable gift is often sitting quietly and holding the hand of the dying person.

Pema Chodron, the Buddhist nun who wrote "When Things Fall Apart", writes of three kinds of generosity. The giving of essential material things, like food & shelter; Second is the gift of fearlessness, being there for those who are afraid. The third kind of generosity, thru teaching, example, and inspiration, "drives away the darkness of ignorance," with the gift of wisdom and compassion.

The fundamental task in life is to discover how to achieve happiness, yet it is sought after in all the wrong places. While most of our efforts are directed to finding "illusive" happiness, most people, it seems, do not understand what happiness is. It is unachievable so long as we are looking "out there". Angelina Jolie was swimming in lucre, consuming willy-nilly, but living a life of suffering: "I have everything to be happy - but I'm not happy," she said. She was rich, famous, beautiful, and admired by millions. What did she lack? She was missing connection with her authentic self, and a sense of purpose. She didn't know the stranger inside her skin, and had only herself to think about. Then she discovered a Purpose in the orphans of Africa; they gifted her with what John Holt called Work Worth Doing. Caring for parentless children gave her directions toward happiness, just as it did Audrey Hepburn, when she went to Africa after a brilliant acting career. She found happiness and satisfaction in serving others in need. That's no secret; it's in plain sight. - Norm


The Step Up Report - Month 60
December 1, 2006


"We are confident that some day soon civilized humanity will
look back with astonishment and pity at the time when people
believed hitting children was good for them." - Jordan Riak,

From Plain Talk About Spanking


Day of Gratefulness

I am writing this on the morning of Thanksgiving Day, the national holiday designated for reflection on the good things in our lives: our fortune, our benefits, our advantages, our good luck. [In Macy's NYC parade, Snoopy has just entered Herald Square, his outsize nose dwarfing the delighted kids and their moms.] "Giving thanks", in the abstract, is an empty idea, meaningless. We need to focus on the specific instances - persons, things, events - for which we harbor feelings of gratefulness.

Years ago, times when I was subject to frequent and lengthy periods of depression, (the kind Winston Churchill called "the black dog",) I happened on an exercise that could break thru it. Every morning for an entire summer I took my coffee outside and, in the warm sunshine, I listed the 15 things I was most grateful for. They began, of course, with the tasty hot coffee and the warm sunshine. Then what?

While making a new and different list every morning seemed daunting at first, it quickly and easily grew to 50 items, and beyond. I filled the notebook that summer, tossed it away and began another. I gradually began to see the world - and my life - in a new light. I awoke in the morning in a good mood, anticipating greeting my many benefits. Because I felt cheerful all day, I grew more generous. I grew more quick to help and encourage others, and smiled and laughed a lot more. And as this altruism was mirrored back to me, (as it inevitably will, I later learned,) my positive outlook raised even higher. Slowly it dawned on me that I had discovered "the" Secret of Happiness. In time, I discovered other "secrets in plain sight".

Since that time I've learned and practiced, as an extension of my morning mindfulness meditation, to select a focus on which to be mindful thruout the day. I began with Gratefulness (Monday). All day I practiced noticing the things that keep me alive, that support me emotionally, that protect me, give me pleasure, so forth. Then I added a different focus for each of the other days of the week. When I remembered to be thankful for the many benefits derived from Ben Franklin's genius, from the free library to the efficient fireplace stove, I realized I had adopted and adapted my practice from his personal self-help program of Thirteen Virtues.

Over the years there have been surprises. For one who hates to do the dishes, I discovered the pleasures of warm, soapy water. I recalled the reactions of housewives when the first dishwashers were introduced, how they were loathe to give up their daily hand-soak in the kitchen sink, their comfort treat break during a morning spiked with cares. In my mind, the very existence of my water heater brought wells of appreciation, and indoor plumbing too; I had, for years in my life, lived without these conveniences. And there was money available to pay the gas bill to heat the water, cash to buy the soap and the dishcloth, and on and on. Thus it was on Mondays that I made this stupendous discovery: GRATEFULNESS IS THE KEY TO THE DOOR OF HAPPINESS.

When I worked as a journalist for the Sedona Times in Arizona, I saw a wise man on the spiritual path dramatize that Truth for me [thank you, Jeru!]. Talking to a class of seekers he asked us all to take a deep breath. "Now take another. Wow! This air in front of my face keeps me alive! Holy moley!" he exclaimed. Then he took a few steps away. "Hey everybody!" he called to us. "There's air over here too! Come and see!" Soon he had us, too, leaping about the room like crazed monkeys, at each spot exclaiming how incredible it was that there, too, was air - the very stuff that kept us alive, and without which we would DIE. Everyone in the room began feeling so fortunate, so grateful, to have the life-sustaining air so handy to breathe. We began breathing more deeply, mindful of breathing, breathing easier. After that, whenever I feel downcast, or at all negative, I take a breath. And another...

What does this have to do with children? I recently read research showing that children laugh, on average, between 300 and 400 times each day. Adults? About 40. What does that tell us? Many things, among which is that it is the nature of children to be happy - correction: it is the nature of people to be happy. But under the control of dour, negative, punishing parents and teachers and preachers, the happiness is sapped (and slapped) out of them. Hence, happiness is robbed from the toddlers and preschoolers and kindergarteners along with their native intelligence and creativity. So unsmiling adults nod their heads and tell each other that this is the "maturing process". They are "outgrowing their childish ways," they tell each other. We know that few adults ever reclaim that "childish" genius. Those who do have recognizable names like Mozart, Einstein, Picasso, and His Holiness the Dalai Lama ...

The fundamental task in life is to discover how to achieve happiness, the pursuit of which was even written into our Declaration of Independence. Yet, in a recent survey by an international network of social scientists, published in "New Scientist" journal, the happiest people are in Nigeria, Mexico, Venezuela, El Salvador, and Puerto Rico. Where were Americans, the wealthiest, the most powerful, the richest, the most drenched in pleasures and "escapes"? A sad sixteenth on the worldwide happiness scale. There are millions living a dirt-floor existence who are dancing in celebration of the joys of life. Here in the U.S. we have tried the acquisition/consumption method to joy and contentment, and it has failed profoundly. [The leggy Rockettes' performance in Herald Square have delighted the TV cameramen as they dollied down the long row of girls reaching to the sky with their toes.]

We're told there is a "secret" to achieving happiness. But it is a secret in plain sight. The "secret" has been out since Siddhartha Gautama got up from the grass under the Bodhi tree 2,500 years ago. What we all want and need is the elimination of pain and stress and discomfort, and to reach a state of satisfaction and inner peace. The Buddha taught not "answers", but practices that, if persistently pursued, would bring mastery of mind, and therefore peace of mind. He anticipated by two and a half millennia Henry David Thoreau's apothegm: "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Happy people do not start wars; happy parents do not punish children; happy parents do not divorce each other. Likewise happy children do not avenge the wrongdoing of their parents.

While most of our efforts are directed to finding "illusive" happiness, most people, it seems, do not understand what happiness is, much less how to achieve it. It is unachievable so long as we are looking "out there". I made the comment once to a group that since happiness for children requires happy parents, our task must be in learning how to be happy. One "Mom" spoke up saying she would henceforth neglect her household duties, stop doing laundry, shopping and child care, and start going to nice restaurants, drink more booze, and spend her weekends gambling in Las Vegas. Most people, it seems, suppose happiness means more indulgence, more entertainment, more escape. Hardly a wonder so few find it. It isn't there. Happiness is not to be found in the lottery, or Hollywood, or the six-figure "position", or TV soaps, or the trophy wife, or Mr. Right. Mom would do better by giving up the teacher/preparation-for-life/disciplinarian role, and appointing the children as their teachers of morals, authenticity, happiness and joy. We can learn happiness if we give up the role of teacher-disciplinarian-authority and kneel to the expertise of children. There, and in mastering our own minds, is where the wisdom is. - Norm

MOVIE ALERT: Check out the DVD "The Secret". It's producers have discussed it on Larry King Live, and even on the Ellen Degeneres Show. I'm not much of a movie-goer, but this is important.


The Step Up Report - Month 59
November 1, 2006
E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Visit Norm Lee's website: www.nopunish.net



At the root of all war is fear: not so much the fear that
men have of one another as the fear they have of everything.
It is not merely that they do not trust one another;
they do not even trust themselves.

Thomas Merton



This is from an email exchange with a dear friend in Mexico. (Gabriella voluntarily translated my "Parenting without Punishing" so that "Ser Padres Sin Castigar" is now read widely in Mexico. Both English & Spanish versions are on the website: www.nopunish.net)


Dear Gabriela:

Again you're so perspicacious as well as perspicuous. I marvel at your skills in expressing thoughts & feelings in a language not native to you. What you wrote to ___ is so very insightful and compassionate. You wrote: "So now I realize that the only way of being able to be there for [my children] is by being there for me and feeling my feelings, which is what Norm wrote and I totally share Norm's views here and I feel that the reason why he could manage to make such an incredible shift in the way he approached his children and his fatherhood." Exactly right, Gabriela. What kind a father could I be if I didn't have my shift together?

Gabriela: If I got it correctly Norm, it was because you were already aware about what the incredible and horrendous abuse you had gone through had done to you and so it was not a surprise for you as you had already felt many of your feelings about it. You were already acquainted with your inner volcano, with your inner rage.

Norm: I worked on myself for 25 years, between the time I got released from my personal holocaust in Vermont [age 12] to the time my boys were ready to walk & talk, all the time seeking out books in libraries and people with whom to interact meaningfully, deliberately involving myself in learning experiences with a view to understanding myself and those bully emotions that were pushing me around.

G: You knew it was there and you had already taken a conscious decision never to let it out on your children, as you already knew how destructive and dangerous it could be.

N: True. I learned in seven years travel in military service that I couldn't trust the rage and stay out of jail. When involved in fights I would defend myself, but never be the aggressor. I was never one to say "He started it, but I'll finish it." When he realized his punches weren't defeating me and stopped throwing them, I'd simply walk away. I feared my own rage, couldn't trust releasing it. I had to settle for simply defending myself. I guess that's when I became a "situational pacifist" - a term I made up for myself. For a long time I put myself down as a coward. But at last realized I had a certain courage that most others lacked. But I digress.

G: So it was not a matter of being patient (as you wrote), but of being aware of your feelings and let them come up in places where it was safe for you to do it and for your children, instead of acting them out on them. You knew you had a tremendous amount of rage within yourself and that you did not want to pour it on your children... and I feel this is the clue to your having been able to do it in what seems such an easy way.

N: The curious thing is that very early on I didn't even THINK of attacking the children. Never occurred to me that it was an option. Just as I never considered striking their mother. I had long before developed the determination to simply not be that kind of man. So the mindset wasn't there. That's why it was in fact, in many respect, as easy as it seems. I was living in a different paradigm. My teaching colleagues, neighbors, friends, could not understand it. I appeared to be an odd one, "not normal". But their own homes were often battlegrounds. P.S.: Not ONE of them ever asked me how it was so, altho the fun and joy in our family were obvious wherever we went together.

G: Thanks to you Norm for your sharings about this. I admire tremendously the incredible awareness you had before your children were born and how you changed your life and healed your very deep wounds so much by allowing them to just BE.

N: The "secret" was that the boys were providing for me the childhood I had been cheated out of, the delightful discoveries and hilarious absurdities the world provided for us to react to with joy and laughter. They ushered me into the world of childhood, and let me participate! My god! what a gift! I owe them so much, so much. My teachers. They gave me what I had missed out on 30 and 35 years before. How could anyone punish THAT?

- Norm


In 1964, an incident occurred that prompted a flood of research into what came to be known as “the bystander effect.” Thirty-eight people in a respectable New York neighborhood witnessed portions of the violence as the young Kitty Genovese was raped and murdered by a man who repeatedly stabbed her with a knife. No one intervened. By the time someone finally called the police, Kitty was dead. The research indicated that people felt unsure about how to react. Everyone was waiting for someone else to make a move. If you got involved, they thought, maybe you’d meet with the same fate. The safest thing to do was wait and see how everyone else responded. And apparently, the more people involved, the smaller the chance that someone would step in. Evidence of this came with an experiment in which people sitting in a waiting room with acquaintances clearly heard a woman on the other side of a door fall, hurt herself and cry for help. Seventy percent of those in the room went to help. But when people were waiting with strangers, only 7 percent came to the woman’s aid.

According to Thomas Hurley, also of the Altruistic Spirit Program, altruists unerringly know when they have reached their goal and it’s time to let go. Hurley attributes this to their spiritual practices: “They have something to fall back on.” For altruists, service is a way of life. If they were to become dependent on the results of their services, they would lose their spiritual foundation and thus their integrity. They would no longer be altruistic servants because they would want something from those they were serving. Real service involves letting go of the outcome.

- Norm


The Step Up Report - Month 58
October 1, 2006


The wit and passion and good-heartedness of these kids,
which they try to conceal under their exquisite cool,
are the hope of this country. You have
to advocate for young people, or else
what are we here for? - Garrison Keillor


Dear Mr. Lee,

Late last night I came across your book, Parenting Without Punishment, on the Internet. I was up for hours reading the beginning chapters, and printed the entire book to study from now on. Words can not express how grateful I feel for coming across your book, and for what I pray will be my guide in helping my family become more positive. We have two very active and bright little boys, ages 6 and 8.

Would you kindly add my e-mail address to your PWP newsletter list [Step Up Report]?

Thank you for putting this incredible book of yours out for free. I look forward to receiving your newsletters.

With Best Regards,

Cindy and Family



Dear Cindy - Thank you for your kind words and I'm delighted to include you on the mailing list for the Step Up Report. You are invited, even urged, to ask for clarification on any point or issue in PWP via email, and to explore further on the website. I look forward to news of your progress. - Norm


I have long been an admirer of Gloria Steinem, for both her superb writing skills, and her incredible courage in exposing what, in those days, was called "male chauvinism". It was Gloria's doing that I discovered I was - as an advocate of freedom - a Feminist. I have been saving this recent piece of hers to share with you:

"It takes a lot of work, actually, to break the bond of empathy that I think, probably, is natural. I mean, I think it's probably part of our evolutionary equipment to feel an instantaneous "I'm going to help!" to a member of our own species, and maybe to all living things, I have no idea. But it takes a lot of work to break it, and our child-rearing methods, and child abuse, and humiliation and shame, and all those common occurrences, break that leap of empathy.

"There was this, some kind of study, that I've never been able to really find except in references, you know, I've never seen the whole study. But it was of the "Good Samaritans." These were people during World War II who were not themselves Jewish but who saved Jews, at risk to themselves, great risk. People were always studying them 'cause they wanted to replicate them, you know. And the question was: "what did they share?" because, they actually sounded quite alike. Even though they were very disparate, they would say: "I'm not a hero. I don't know why I did this, I just did it. I just didn't think of not doing it." So the question was, "was there something shared about family structure, education, religion, moral teaching...?" But no one could come up with anything... except one thing: which was that they hadn't been abused as children.

"So, to me that argues that if empathy isn't cut off by abuse and humiliation and deeply convincing you that there are only two choices, to be the victor or the victim, that there is this leap of empathy to other people."

- Gloria Steinem in The F-Word


-- Norm


The Step Up Report - Month 57
September 1, 2006

E-mail: norm@bmi.net

What a distressing contrast there is between
the radiant intelligence of the child and
the feeble mentality of the average adult!

                  - Sigmund Freud



On a Riverboat from Vienna to Amsterdam

It was a 16-day riverboat cruise - Vienna, Austria to Amsterdam, Netherlands. My son Russell and I had planned on it all spring. Why not? "Trip of a lifetime", we said. At age 77 and recovering from recent surgery for cancer, I saw an opportunity not to be refused. I had told Russell his company so valued him he could have virtually anything he asks. "Sure," they responded. "Whenever you want." Maybe now he believes it.

From Vienna upstream on the Danube, thru the locks on the Main, and down the Rhine to Amsterdam. A 310-ft fancy riverboat (no clunky African Queen, this,) with a crew of 35, and 140 "fellow travelers". (Those of you who remember that phrase, stand up - if you can.) How I wish all you readers could have been there to enjoy it with us.

Without discussing it, Russ and I made it a practice to dine with different acquaintances - usually two couples with us at table - at every meal. Two couples x three meals x two weeks - you do the math. Every day I sported my button: "Peace on earth - Begins at Home [NO] SPANK", a gift from Sue Lawrence. It proved to be a sure conversation-starter, together with the uniqueness of a father and grown son touring as a "couple". Russ and I found represented in our fellow passengers the entire range of opinions regarding corporal punishment of children. I kept with me a fistful of my website cards, and a pocketful of "Kids' Safe Zone" stickers which I handed out by the score, ("a gift for your grandchild") both on board and ashore. We found it encouraging that the vast majority of my geezer generation agreed with the no-spank message. The few discomfited were far outnumbered by those cheered upon learning there was a vigorous Cadre of Children's Advocates at large in the land. "We zero in on the institutional practitioners of the Big Bang Theory of education and child care," I assured them. More often than not, fellow diners thanked me for stimulating an interesting dinner discussion.

Among dozens of new acquaintances and budding friendships, certain people stand out. Over the fortnight Russ and I were fortunate to develop friendships with classical musicians Mary and Jim Martin, and their daughters ages 15 & 18, the only family taking the tour. We were often at table together or sharing walking forays ashore, or chatting in the ship's library where the Jim and Russ chess game became a nightly feature. Jim is an orchestra conductor and professor of music near L. A., while wife Mary is clarinetist in an opera orchestra there. The pleasure of their company, together with their bright and beautiful daughters, provided a delightful topping on the excursion cake for us.

Included among the passengers there were, inevitably, a few grim and grousing spanker holdouts, with their faith-based conviction that kids are innately "bad" and "need" spanking. At table at various meals were (all retired) bankers, school administrators, Christian preachers, born-again fundamentalists, and worse. Russ and I tried our best to keep it light. Most entertaining were the two heavyweight couples staunchly defending the moral necessity for spanking "for their own good". They denied that the findings of brain surgeons on the damaging effects of C.P. were valid. They denied that spanking was hitting. They even denied that spanking inflicts pain, (it only "gets their attention." And they denied that generations of spanking haven't worked. ("Have you read the papers?" I asked, incredulously.) Without such "discipline" they could never grow up as decent people, we were told. So I simply referred them to Russell: "My son, here, has never been spanked. Tell us about your depravity, Russ." But the biggest laugh came after I'd tried to make a point about the sub-conscious. The heaviest one boomed that she was quite aware of all the thoughts in her sub-conscious, and no one could tell her otherwise. Aghast, I queried, "Why do you think it's called SUB-conscious?!"

Happily, the evolved people far outnumbered the cretins. On shore, where I handed out dozens of stickers, every parent (with children) I approached agreed with the no-spank message, and was pleased with the sticker. There isn't a country in Europe that allows striking of children - in public or private - a fact that invariably evoked astonishment in the riverboat lounge and dining room. We spent (a tour-arranged) afternoon visiting a Bavarian family in their home, a lovely, intelligent couple with an organic garden, a splendidly-equipped woodshop, and three beautiful children ages 9 to 16. Over luscious homemade cakes and Bavarian beer they assured us that while "smacking" in public was unheard of, there was still some rare, residual "private" spanking in neighbors' back rooms. Nevertheless, we were given to understand that C. P. is generally considered brutal, and is fast diminishing in Bavaria.

The guided tours in a dozen riverside cities: Passau, Regensburg, Wurzburg, Koblenz . and more let us sample the richness of Europe's history. The cathedral in Cologne was special, with its famous spires and stained glass windows, in a setting marred only by a replica of Michelangelo's David. The resplendent lad in full frontal nudity I'd seen in Florence had, alas, been painted a sickly pink, transforming biblical teenage hero into a blonde and blue-eyed Aryan giant right down to his golden pubic hair. The sight of that magnificent work's uglification provoked in me feelings of revulsion; more so, for the finest cathedral in Europe was its backdrop, a construction built over centuries for the glorification of God.

Three museum experiences that, for me, stand out even above the fortresses and castles:

NUREMBERG: The NAZI DOCUMENTATION CENTER: where the history of the roots, growth, rise and fall of Hitler's regime is expertly and starkly shown in horrifying detail, in a manner never to be forgotten - or repeated. Later we stood in the giant stadium - now hosting kids on skateboards - where Der Fuehrer delivered his bellicose rants to the masses of spellbound, seig heil!-shouting admirers. Vestigial vibes remained yet unsettled in the sprinkling rain.

MAINZ: GUTENBERG MUSEUM: We viewed a replica of Johanna's printing shop and press, and watched as a page was printed on it. Nearby was the first Heidelberg press, a modern one for which I'd longed when publishing my magazine years ago. The highlight: it was here that I thrilled at seeing even more illuminated manuscripts than I'd seen in Florence two years ago.

AMSTERDAM: for 50 years I'd dreamed of visiting the "secret annex" where teenager Anne, with her family, hid from the Nazis during WWII. "If I ever get to Amsterdam, I'll head straight for Anne Frank's house," I told everyone. So many felt as I did that it was made into the Anne Frank Museum. I slipped behind the legendary bookcase and up the steep, narrow stairs described by Anne, to the Franks' living quarters, then on up another flight to the "apartment" of the Van Pels. The rickety stairs to Anne's special hideaway, the attic, was blocked off, probably for safety reasons. But a huge mirror was positioned so we could see the room under the eves where Anne stood by the tiny window and jotted her reflections on the nature of the human animal and mankind.

It was outside in the ticket line that a woman from the Midwest, USA, one who had been looking at me quizzically for a fortnight, at last spoke: Staring at my [NO]SPANK button, she said, "I believe that every word of the Bible is the Word of God ... And it was God who said, 'Spare the rod, and you spoil the child.'" She went on: "I obeyed, and my children are now well behaved and God-fearing children. Now TAKE THAT OFF!" - and she suddenly grabbed my no-spank button, intent on tearing it off my shirt when I stopped her hand.

Wow. Hide the Kool-Aid, I thought. "Wasn't that Solomon who spoke of sparing the rod?" I asked. Well, she didn't know who Solomon was exactly, but it was God's word anyway. "It was Solomon," I told her. "In the Book of Proverbs." He was a known tyrant and slaveholder who had 300 wives plus 300 concubines, I explained. It is a matter of biblical history that he built a tower in honor of Moloch. "Do you know who Moloch was?" She said she did. "Moloch was the biblical monster who delighted in flinging screaming children into a flaming cauldron to their agonizing deaths," I said. "And that is who you've chosen to teach you how to raise your children?"

Silence from the listeners around us, as we filed into Anne Frank's revered hideout from the crazies who were bent on killing non-Christians. Anne Frank, the child who became the powerful symbol of peace and decency against the hatred and insanity of Adolph Hitler, the Moloch of the century. Could this museum do what the Nuremberg visit failed to do? Could it soften the heart of the woman from Indiana?

- Norm


The Step Up Report - Month 56
August 1, 2006

E-mail: norm@bmi.net
Visit Norm Lee's website: http://www.nopunish.net


To attempt to stamp out [bad traits] with ill will and corporal punishment is like dousing a fire with oil. Instead, we must hold our temper and show the child an even greater amount of boundless love and mercy than we had previously.

- Rabbi Shlomo Wolbe



Kami Payne's Story
As she told it to Jordan Riak

(Reprinted here with Kami's & Jordan's permission)

Dear Mr. Riak,

I’ve thought often of writing about the things that happened to me on the off chance that my story may somehow help others. I have always been afraid that some may think I’m lying or that I’ve only done this for attention. I didn’t, and don’t, want sympathy and hopefully by the end of this letter, you’ll understand why. Also, I’m not an eloquent wordsmith so my experiences of being raised in an abusive family may be of little use to you and your readers. I will try to keep this simple and to the point but please forgive me if I stray.

My dad was an alcoholic who could wake at 4:00 a.m. and start drinking whiskey, wine or whatever he could get a hold of. He could stay drunk for several days at a time and while drinking caused him to be abusive to the point of being borderline sadistic, he was just as bad on the 1 or 2 days a week he was sober. In other words, with or without alcohol, he was a mean, hateful person.

My mother was diagnosed as a paranoid schizophrenic and when I was in the 2nd or 3rd grade my dad decided he should be paid to stay at home and “care” for his kids and his mentally disturbed wife. He managed to convince social services that my mother could be a danger to her children and he became a paid abuser.

He “cared” for his wife by punching, hitting, kicking, yanking fistfuls of her hair out and he even tried to drown her…in the toilet. These things happened day in and day out. The neighbors turned away when they saw the things that happened to us and the police actually quit responding to calls for help. They even warned my dad to keep his family under control. I was a full fledged functioning alcoholic at the age of 13 and dabbling in drugs to boot. I went to school most days drunk. I was a very hateful, angry person and I trusted no one. I fully believed that if someone was nice to me then they wanted something from me and whatever it was it would NOT be anything good. I pretty much kept to myself and had only 1 or 2 friends who I trusted but not enough to tell them what was going on.

I have two sisters and a brother. All have been tormented and abused by belts, fists, feet, baseball bats and with words. The blood is eventually cleaned up and the scars have mostly faded and the bones have healed and the hair has grown back but for me, the things that were said were much more hurtful than anything I could have been hit with.

It made me feel so worthless knowing that I wasn’t good enough to talk to. I was so bad that my dad hated me. That my dad would pitch a ball back and forth a couple of times with a neighborhood kid who happened to wander by and stop to talk but would backhand me if I tossed the ball to him. My dad liked to spank and hit me but he never thought of me as a person. That still makes me cry. I cry when I close my eyes and see the terrified little girl who wasn’t allowed to be a little girl at all. I cry because I know how that little girl felt knowing what her dad thought of her. I can’t help myself and I simply feel sorry for that little girl.

Everyone speaks of forgiveness. You must forgive to move on with your life. I disagree.

My dad is getting very old (69 and a heavy smoker with emphysema ) and he knows he has little time left. He has been trying to be my friend or make amends. It’s really strange to see the desperation in his eyes. I wonder if my eyes looked like that. Regardless, I am not his friend nor will I help him clear his conscience. I do not forgive him and I have made amends with myself. My spirit was not broken by him and I am living my life. I’ve been blessed beyond the imagination with my husband and daughter. And now, as a woman, I still cry. I cry tears of joy knowing that my daughter will never, ever feel like that other lost little girl who seemed to almost not exist at all.

After reading my story over and over again I realize that this was a kind of therapy for me. Thank you for giving me a chance to share a tiny piece of my life with you.

- Kami Payne


Thank you for your powerful story of courage and persistence against towering odds. You are an inspiration. - Norm


The Step Up Report - Month 55
July 1, 2006

E-mail: norm@bmi.net

Visit Norm Lee's website: http://www.nopunish.net


Today's problems cannot be solved
if we still think the way we thought
when we created them.

- Albert Einstein


At Psychohistory Conference: "Cadre of Children's Advocates"

Of my two presentations at the recent (very gratifying) Int'l Conference of Psychohistorians in NY University, one of them described our "Cadre of Children's Advocates". That is the name I made up for our group of activists bent on eliminating corporal punishment, beginning with the schools' systemic child abuse. I opened by listing some of the pioneers in anti-CP who educate(d) and inspire(d) us, and followed with those in the Movement with whom I am most acquainted (below). The talk got a rousing round of cheers and applause.

Our work in raising awareness about the harm inflicted on children by CP has a history of distinguished and brilliant figures. Adah Maurer and Irwin Hyman were early activist against child abuse, and historian Phillip Greven gave us his landmark book on how religions have historically supported of child abuse ("Spare the Child"). He and Alex Haueser and others formed National Coalition to Abolish Corporal Punishment in Schools and EPOCH-USA (End Physical Punishment Of CHildren). Murray Straus is the near-legendary researcher in the data-driven field of CP. He and therapist Alice Miller and unparalleled researcher Lloyd deMause enjoy highly honored positions for their priceless work and research during the past several decades in advancing the cause of children's rights. Some of the supporters working today in the Movement to abolish corporal punishment are:

ROBERT FATHMAN, PhD, a clinical psychologist in Columbus, Ohio. In 1980, his daughter, 6, was brutally paddled in first grade. Radicalized, he helped form a coalition of Ohio organizations to ban CP in schools. He & Nadine Block helped form the Nat'l Coalition to Abolish Corporal Punishment in Schools. Bob has testified in Congress & several state legislatures, appeared on the Today Show & CNN, and has debated spankers on Sally Jessy Raphael & Jerry Springer Shows. And once held forth for three hours on a Christian Radio station, fielding live call-ins from rabid spankers. He is an indefatigable activist in letter writing to legislators, school boards and editors. Savvy about the need for publicity, he created "Worst Hitter Awards" for the worst CP schools in Ohio, and made surprise appearances at their school board meetings, with paddle in hand and the news media in tow. Dr. Fathman, with Nadine Block, hosted several national conferences, and works with Nadine in EPOCH-USA.

NADINE BLOCK leads EPOCH-USA - End Physical Punishment of Children. A far-reaching and tireless worker, she works for changes mostly thru legal approaches. The org's website www.stophitting.org is a storehouse of up-to-date facts on laws in all states and many foreign countries. About six years ago she founded Spank Out Day, which has since spread to several countries. Her recent note to me: . ... "Catholic Schools in the US have banned CP or don't use it, so Sister Compassionata is no longer swinging the ruler. The United Methodist Church might not be out campaigning, but their position statement is invaluable to the campaign. [Now] I'm working on the Quakers - the yearly meeting at Wilmington College of the Midwest (KY, TN, OH, etc) will be acting on a ban on all CP position in June. If passed, it will go to other yearly meetings."

JORDAN RIAK, Executive Director of PTAVE: Parents and Teachers Against Violence in Education, in Alamo, California. Years ago I scrawled to him a snail-mail call for help, and he's been my mentor ever since. Jordan built & manages the PTAVE web site, Project NoSpank at www.nospank.net, which is unquestionably the most extensive, comprehensive Internet resource on CP. Jordan is a frequent guest on television and radio, and lectures widely. He has for years voluntarily taught non-violent parenting to inmates in the Pre-Release Programs at California State Prison - Folsom and California State Prison - Solano. He actively campaigns against boot camp abuses, and distributes thousands of pieces of literature.

MADY (MADELEINE) GOMEZ, PhD is the president of PsycHealth, Ltd., in Evanston, Illinois. She is also Assistant Professor at Northwestern University, and Adjunct Visiting Professor at Roosevelt University in Chicago. She has been working as a grass-roots mover for decades, doing presentations at conferences and appearances on radio, television, and press interviews. Mady distributes many publications and free materials, and hosts regular conferences for promoting the Rights of the Child and positive discipline. Her special focus is the Spanish-speaking population, hence publications are in English AND Spanish. A vigorous PTAVE and EPOCH fundraiser.

MITCH HALL, Dean of the School of Humanities, New College of California in San Francisco is the author of several publications including "Peace Quest - Cultivating Peace in a Violent Culture". He served in the Peace Corps in Togo, W. Africa, and taught in schools in New York and in colleges in New England. He serves as Accreditation Liaison Officer to WASC, and is often asked to speak to peace groups. (I met both Mitch and Mady years ago on Psychohistory discussion list, and we remain the closest of friends.) LAURIE A. COUTURE, a licensed mental health counselor in Massachusetts and New Hampshire, focuses on school's restriction of bathroom privileges as child abuse. She is a writer on children’s rights issues, a parenting educator, and a mentor of youth. Background: Former social worker, and educator of young children. She is now the happy mother of her 12-year-old son, adopted from the State of Maine foster care system.

SUSAN LAWRENCE: Inspired by Alice Miller, encouraged by Norm Lee, Susan chose to center her attention on those who manufacture and promote instruments specifically designed for physical abuse of small children. As a Christian she was horrified and repulsed by the widespread use of the bible in defense of CP. The indefatigable Sue opened two websites to combat "The Rod", and learned how to do online petitions & run email campaigns. Politically, she is currently behind two pieces of legislation: on the national level to make illegal the production of devices to beat children, and defining corporal punishment as abuse in her home state of Massachusetts. And she is working to get her hometown to pass a resolution against CP. Sue has devel-oped an activist list of over 300 from Maine to San Diego who work with her against sales of "the Rod". Sue & husband raise their daughter consistent with the principles of the New Non-Punitive Parenting Paradigm (NN-PPP).

PEGGY DEAN is a school nurse in No. Carolina. She & Tom Johnson confronted the school board in Robeson County, NC. News item: "Peggy Dean flew in from North Carolina to urge the board to abolish the [CP] practice. She says studies have shown kids who are paddled perform worse in school and become more violent. ...Dean says, 'It is barbaric. It is archaic. It has its roots in slavery. It has no place in the schools.' " Her points included the academic edge that non-paddling schools have on average; and the absence of training teachers get "Do these teachers know where the sciatic nerve is?"

TOM JOHNSON, a practicing musician based in Ohio & Tenn. publishes articles on spanking as sexual abuse. In an email to me: "At Robeson Co. School Board Meeting we noticed with some amusement that the name of our organization [PTAVE] was incorrectly listed as "Parents and Teachers Against Fighting." [Not "Parents and Teachers Against Violence in Education"]. No, they discovered, Tom Peggy came to confront the violence THE SCHOOLS were committing against the kids.

ISABELLE NEAL is a busy mom from Philadelphia, and a vigorous supporter as well as thought provoking speaker serving on the PTAVE "bench".

REV. THOMAS SAGENDORF, a well-known minister from Indiana, effectively challenges the biblical arguments that support CP. He is an energetic supporter of Sue Lawrence's campaign to abolish "The Rod" and debunk biblical Solomon.

JIMMIE DUNNE: Founded "POPS - People Opposing Paddling in Schools" in Austin, Texas, and has campaigned for years to ban CP in the abusive Texan school system. A prolific letter writer, he dogs legislators with reminders of the harm inflicted by CP.

BARBARA VICKERS (LA, Calif) Focus: "to intervene in any child abuse or neglect that I see or know about." Recent email to Norm:" ... after reading [and signing] your Step Up Resolution I came upon a very large woman shaking a toddler by the coat collar and I intervened. Since that incident, with your encouragement and further suggestions I am empowered to intervene in any situation where a child is crying and being ignored by the adults with her/him, or a parent figure is verbally abusing a child. I also state my views about "Stepping Up" and PWP whenever the subject comes up in conversations. I think it is a duty for all people who are "enlightened" about child rearing to intervene."

AL CROWELL is former Catholic priest, now a therapist based in San Francisco. He is writing, with plans to publish, a pamphlet directed at the christian mothers & fathers for nonviolent and non-shaming childrearing.

RITA SWAN is director of CHILD, Inc., a national membership org dedicated to stopping the child abuse and neglect related to religions & cultural traditions. Editor of newsletter "Children's Healthcare Is a Legal Duty".

THERE ARE MORE. There're Dr. Teresa Whitehurst of Harvard, and my Canadian friend Brian Vanderlip who recently returned from Thailand, Gabriela Montesario from Mexico, and ... oh - correspondent TIP CHOW from Hong Kong. The list grows steadily longer and stronger.

NORM LEE raised his two sons, now age 41 & 42, without recourse to any form of punishment, using his "Democratic Discipline". For over 40 years he's taught teachers and parents that we can now eliminate totally all punishmentof children when given adequate teacher & parent preparation. His career includes training teachers for ghetto schools in three major universities. A writer for a half century, he's authored 12 books, including "Parenting Without Punishing", which appears on his website: http://www.nopunish.net His STEP UP RESO-LUTION is there as well, now listing over 265 signatures vowing to intervene in instances of CP. He created and pioneered in NN-PPP (the New Non-Punitive Parenting Paradigm) and Democratic Discipline. He speaks wherever and whenever he is asked, and often when he is not. - Norm


The Step Up Report - Month 54
June 1, 2006

Nonviolence is not merely the absence of violence. It involves a sense of compassion and caring. … I strongly believe that we must promote such a concept of nonviolence at the level of the family as well as at the national and international levels. - H.H. Dalai Lama



This, from a friend I have known for several years:


Norm,

you certainly are persistent in pursuit of your goals!

I had never encountered abuse of a child until some years back my wife and I came to the aid of a young girl in our neighborhood whose father thought "disciplining" her with his belt was appropriate.

The family still lives in a hovel that no self-respecting community government would allow to be on the rental market. Her wages at MacDonald's becomes part of the family pool, a major expense against which is the beer and cigarette supply required by the two whose unholy union created the poor waif, who is paying a daily price for being born into miserable circumstances.

I'll never forget the observation of our former police chief, who, when I reported the abuse of the girl, said something to the effect that "unfortunately, now every time her father feels the need to discipline her, she will come running to you for support."

She has visited us often, but only to show some measure of appreciation of our willingness to take up her cause. I am constantly amazed that she seems to be able to rise above her trials, and we are hopeful that once she is of age, she will find the measure of happiness we think she deserves.

Name withheld


Dear ----,

Good to hear from you again. You should be aware that you were providing for the child what the renowned Alice Miller called an "enlightened witness", the essential ingredient for a child to survive the violence and sordid circumstances of childhood. The child must know, sometime, that the abuse they are enduring is wrong, and other people know it is wrong. Otherwise the child begins to doubt his/her own worth, and even sanity, because the world has not given them a clue otherwise. It is more important that you perhaps are aware that you are providing her with that.

I happen to know the police chief you mentioned. He and his wife, deeply Mormon, are heavily into the belief that, with enuf punishment applied in the right places, children will "learn right from wrong", and the world will be a happier place for cops and church members.

Now he is retired and the children have moved away. In their living room, as a reminder of "the good times", they keep a life-size rag doll that stands facing the corner of the room, perpetually being punished for some imagined misbehavior. This replaces the couple's own children, who you can be sure were brought up under the strictest carrot/stick "discipline".

An interesting tag on your story is that the couples' son, a cop in a neighboring city, was some months ago arrested for trading drugs for sex, and, last I heard, was doing hard time. I'm sure the chief is thinking, "If only I had punished him more!"

- Norm

E-mail: norm@bmi.net


The Step Up Report - Month 53
May 1, 2006

If you see in any given situation
only what everybody else can see,
you can be said to be so much a
representative of your culture
that you are a victim of it.

- S. I. Hayakawa, author of Language in Thought and Action


At the recent Chicago "Summit Conference II: National Leaders in the Child and Non-Violence" the topic of my talk was my New Non-Punitive Parenting Paradigm. Hoping to free-up compulsive note-takers (like myself) so they could listen, I had prepared and printed these "talking points", here to share with Step Up "warriors". Sources for reading are indicated. THE NEW NON-PUNITIVE PARENTING PARADIGM
- Talking Points (c) 2006 Norm Lee
www.nopunish.net

  1. Punishment of children is a moral issue; it is a cowardly act, always and all of it harmful, from flagrant abuse to "time out". Eliminating corporal punishment is not enuf. We need to begin work on the next evolutionary step in childrearing: the ELIMINATION OF ALL FORMS OF PUNISHMENT of children. NO punishment is necessary, research support of it equals Zero. ALL is betrayal of the child's trust in their parents, the very people upon whom they depend to protect them from just such humiliation. [http://www.nopunish.net]

  2. The New Non-Punitive Paradigm requires an examination of values and life purpose, and calls for a radical, even tectonic, shift in how we see children, and in how we see our parent role. It is thinking/seeing in new ways. It is taking the quest for freedom, responsibility, and human dignity to a new level. [Parenting Without Punishing]

  3. In introducing this sixth mode of childrearing - the "helping mode" (see Psychohistory.com) - we need to empower children. They are the experts on children & childrearing; they are our teachers. Childhood is NOT "preparation for life", it IS life. The parent role needs revolutionary change: to provide and protect, home must be a true haven, a safe house, a refuge from verbal as well as physical attack. [L. deMause: The Evolution of Childrearing. http://www.psychohistory.com]

  4. The family political form needs to change from autocratic/dictatorship to democratic, where children participate in family decision-making, including behavioral guidelines - for parents as well as children. Backing off from top-down family manage-ment can begin with Family Council & Democratic Discipline. [Summerhill - A Radical Approach to Childrearing - A. S. Neill]

  5. A parent is NOT a teacher, but a helper and supporter of child's self-directed investigation of his/her interests. Children are born with a natural drive for self-directed learning. Parent role: Teach nothing - except by example, the only way values are learned. Parents must focus on making changes in themselves, NOT in the children. [How Children Learn, 2nd Ed.- John Holt]

  6. The greatest need is parental training in self-discipline and acceptance of responsibility. Punishment is a parents' dodge: it places the responsibilities on the child, so the child can be blamed. NN-PPP says, Throw out the praise with the punishment; the carrot with the stick. Children's role is not to please parents, but learn and grow. [How Children Learn, 2nd Ed. - John Holt]

  7. The Big Lie of 'original sin' is the cruelest gift from Christendom, saddling children with guilt & self-loathing from the moment of birth, a lifetime sentence of guilt and unhappiness. That low self-assessment is paid for in emotional currency by everyone associated with him or her in life. [Alice Miller: The Truth Shall Make You Free]

  8. Punishment never works because it CAUSES misbehavior; parents create their own problems by setting up adversarial relationships with their children - a contest parents cannot win. With skill, it can be avoided. [Lee: Parenting Without Punishing]

  9. The very pervasiveness of punishment shows us it is an article of faith. It is a drug worse than meth, destroying generations as it is passed on like syphilis. We trust in punishment's effectiveness despite centuries of evidence of its failure. See the papers.

  10. We were all born with Basic Goodness, naturally joyous and happy, born brimming with creative, integrity, intelligence, and compassion. That exuberance, with guidance and effort, we can discover again within ourselves. It is worth the work it takes. [The Art of Happiness - Howard Cutler, M.D. and H.H. Dalai Lama]

  11. The most precious gift for a child is a set of happy parents. A. S. Neill said, "No happy parent ever punished a child." Hence, our task is to find - and to do the work necessary for gaining - happiness for ourselves. Methods for the attainment of earthly happiness have been known for a very long time, and available free to anyone willing to invest the time & effort. Trap: confusing happiness with material acquisition and feel-good indulgence. [Turning the Mind Into an Ally - Sakyong Mipham]

  12. As Alice Miller teaches, we carry our punitive history around with us in our bodies, hence, "body-mind". Working on the body is the place to begin the steps to natural peace and an open mind and heart. [The Body Never Lies - Alice Miller] OR learn and practice yoga and mindfulness breathing.

The Step Up Report - Month 52
April 1, 2006

Nonviolence is not merely the absence of violence.
It involves a sense of compassion and caring.
I strongly believe that we must promote such a concept of nonviolence
at the level of the family as well as
at the national and international levels.

H. H. Dalai Lama



Marilyn's Story, from Phoenix, AZ

I am teaching recovering addicts, alcoholics and parolees in a men's halfway house system. I have developed a series of roughly 8 classes, each lasting a month, and have been doing this for four and a half years. One of them is Parenting in Recovery, from which 10 men graduated on Saturday. As you can probably imagine, this is a population that either believes in Solomon's "spare the rod" advice, or has suffered from that rod and been deeply wounded. They find it hard to conceive of other means, so it is hard work convincing them to try nonviolent parenting ideas.

After working for years in a children's unit of a local hospital, while going to grad school, I learned what I wish I had known when I was parenting. Not that we had a violent home when my sons were growing up, but there are definitely things I needed to know earlier. I guess actually the major change in my parenting style was learned earlier than that, when my oldest was 14, and my husband had just left. (Hope you will bear with me here, I tend to be a storyteller. I'll try to be brief.)

I was in a bad place, since this separation was the end of what I thought was my life in those days. Came home from work and school to find my oldest had propped open the frost-free fridge door to scrape frost off to make snow cones. Fearing fridge damage, I had a screaming fit, and retired to my bedroom to call my therapist. She suggested we come in together after office hours to learn some communication skills. We did that; we committed to taping this note on the fridge (pre Post-it days):

  1. State the behavior
  2. Say how it makes you feel
  3. Say what you'd like to see change
  4. Consequences (rarely necessary)
A couple weeks later I came home to find the front door wide open in the 114 deg. heat. I went to his bedroom, lifted the headphones, and said "Come to the refrigerator." Standing there, I told him that when I found the AC running and the door open, (1) I felt fear, (2) wondering how I would pay these bills now that his dad was gone, and (3) I'd like him to take charge of the front door, since he was the one who most liked to be in the house. In the 2 years we continued to live there, it was never open again.

Two weeks later I came home bitter, depressed, anxious and with dinner to make - to find the garbage (his job to manage) was overflowing onto the floor. I said, "Empty the garbage!" He said, "Mom, come to the refrigerator." (Boy, did my stomach give a lurch!) We stood there, reading the rules, and he said, "When you (1) order me around like a slave, (2) I feel pissed off, and (3) what I'd like you to do is say please, as you would to a friend." (My students love this moment of reversal!) What a life-changing moment! I suddenly saw so clearly that my son and others deserved to be treated with the respect I'd been unable to recognize was their due, in my depressed state, and that this technique really works! (You recognize it as basic assertiveness, no doubt.) Although the marriage ended in divorce, and other unpleasant things came to pass, we were able to talk without as much blaming and shaming.

I work as a traveling speaker for an organization here in Phoenix that gives trainings for teachers (all over the world), in order that they may recognize and help troubled students with support groups. I've been doing this since 1985, I think, and that is another long story I won't digress into at the moment. I have written 3 training manuals for this organization, the last one, written while recovering from illness last year, on Parenting. One of my resource materials was "Spare the Child," [Philip Greven] as you know, a horrifying, saddening book. You are the only other person I know who has read it. I'm sure we could converse long hours on it's relationship to the Christian right and the authoritarian personality, and the scariness of all that.

Norm Lee norm@bmi.net


The Step Up Report - Month 51
March 1, 2006
E-mail:
norm@bmi.net


Not only is example the best way to teach,
it is the only way.

Albert Schweitzer, M.D.



Punishment, Obedience, Discipline and Respect

For decades I have read and studied and researched and pondered the questions, Why do people punish? What makes people want to deliberately inflict pain and shame on others, especially children? How can punishment as a treatment be so popular when it doesn’t “work”, in that it fails to bring about the desired changes? Why punishment?

B.F. Skinner, the behavioral control advocate, said all animals use punishment to control one another. But, he added, that in humans there are unintended consequences to punishment. He came up with substituting positive reinforcement for punishment, because it “works”. “Much punishment is really an instance of thinking distortions in adults”, he said, arguing that it is merely varying attempts of out-of-control adults to justify their counter-aggression. Hence, their talk of “discipline” is only fantasy and rhetoric. And following that is their “moral justification” for hurting and humiliating the child: “It’s for your own good”; “I got whipped and I deserved it,” and “God says, Spare the rod and you spoil the child.”

In short, it is the adult’s lack of discipline and the urge to hurt that causes unintended consequences of misbehavior, crime, and addictive behaviors. Another common delusion is that, if the punishment doesn’t work, more punishment is needed. Light punishment “fails to get their attention”. This explains the popularity of life-threatening child abuse. (Unfortunately he went on to propose his “operant conditioning” which, in my opinion, is anti-human. See the debates between Skinner and humanist psychologist Carl Rogers.)

The famous Dr. Karl Menninger popularized psychiatry with his book The Human Mind in 1945. He pointed out that our Western notions of responsibility and justice are rooted in our faith in the idea of retaliation. We cling to the conviction that, “Whatever offends must be punished, period.” Dr. Menninger, concluded:

It would seem, then, that the present modes of punishment actually accomplish none of the things they are supposed to do, or at any rate, do not accomplish them as well as some other system might. The reasons given to justify punishment do not explain why it exists. They serve only to conceal the truth, that the scheme of punishment is a barbarous system of revenge, by which society tries to get even…

- Karl Menninger, 1945

Years of observing parents with their children, and teaching teachers in training, have taught me that there is a deep and abiding faith in the power of punishment, a faith akin even to faith in religion. Most would sooner change churches than abandon the knee-jerk power to punish. Despite hordes of evidence to the contrary, people still believe punishment teachers good behavior. Because it can stop undesired behavior briefly, the illusion is produced that it “works”. But punishment never works to advance the stated intention of teaching kids to treat others decently. On the contrary, it builds resentment, together with the determination to pass the punishment on to the next vulnerable victim, the smaller child or the weaker adult. In a word, punishment produces bullies. At bottom, punishing is superstitious behavior; it is persisting in repeating behavior that has proven ineffective in achieving the desired results. Unless the desired result is a child utterly submissive, defeated in spirit, and unable to think for her- or himself.

John Holt (“How Children Learn”) said that nothing is so vicious or cruel as a guilty person punishing a moral offense. There would be much less punishing if people simply felt better about themselves, he felt. Of course there are those who are so sadistically inclined that they really enjoy inflicting pain on helpless victims. When I offered anti-spank “Kids’ Safe Zone” stickers to a young and very pleasant-faced “soccer mom” in a grocery store, she blurted, “You’re taking all the fun out of bringing up kids!” I chucked, thinking of course she was joking. “I mean it! she loudly insisted. “All that work and crap of brats when I could be enjoying life? I’ve got to get SOME pleasure out of it! I just feel better when I spank them and send them outdoors to scream.”

So much hate. So much aggression. So much unhappiness while impersonating the happy parent with the sunny disposition. I could only suggest that she find more constructive ways to achieve happiness: counseling, perhaps? And I quoted A. S. Neil in “Summerhill”: “No happy parent every punished a child.”

The Journals of the International Child and Youth Care Network report that in Lakota language children are called sacred beings. Discipline is taught by example, not by punishment. Parents and elders talk with children quietly and seriously about the grown-up behavior expected of them. Principle discipline: Adults must always respect children. In no other way can respect for elders be earned.


THE NORM REPORT 50
Feb. '06

What we are as adults is
the product of the world we experienced as children.
The way a society functions is a reflection
of the childrearing practices of that society.

- Bruce Perry, MD, neurosurgeon


Stickers, Badges & Booklets

Interventions as a Step Up "change agent" takes an emotional toll on a person, regardless of his/her state of stability. It was a certain tension involved in the constant vigilance for mistreatment of children, plus the obligation to intervene, that led me to ponder alternatives. The change in tactics – (I've written before about this but bear with me) - resulted in immediate and positive results. In a word, PREVENTION. Perhaps the wisdom, perhaps the fatigue of advancing age made me seek to intercept the potential conflicts before they broke out in violence. Then I happily reported: This works! Instead of simply waiting for a child's screams before responding, we can train ourselves to recognize parent-child conflicts-in-the-making. An overworked mother, a whining child, an impatient dad, small children grabbing stuff off store shelves – are, to me, conditions that make for spankings and shakings. So the way to avoid stressful encounters is to intervene early on in such a way that the violence doesn't happen.

How is this done? At first I used distractions, lots of them. I'd offer popcorn or peanuts to the fussy kids. Or admire the baby's eyes and smile, and ask how old? only child? And a sympathetic comment: "I admire your patience. Bringing up a child can be demanding, can't it?" And offer to help in shopping. This brings remarkable changes in their tone and tenor; what was a bothersome chore of food shopping has turned into a pleasant exchange with an admirer and sympathizer. Considering the near-universal negativity one finds in public, a simple encounter like this has magnified influence.

Methods changed when my friend Jordan Riak, director of PTAVE (Parents And Teachers Against Violence in Education) sent me a stack of stickers: "KIDS' SAFE ZONE", with a circle/slash over "spanking". The colorful 3x4-inch stickers were an instant hit with the kids, who promptly stuck them on their chests. (One 6-year old girl stuck hers on her behind.) Parents, too, thanked me, appreciating that I had asked first (always) their permission. Out of hundreds of such approaches, there were only two refusals. Why so successful? The stickers are not threatening to the parents' authority. They are not accusatory. With no attempt to sell or missionary, there was no cause for resistance. The symbol rejecting spanking said it all. Occasionally we have a very brief exchange about corporal punishment. But long before I'd had to accept that reasoned argument does not change the mind of a child abuser. What I'm sure does happen is that their mind almost surely dwells on the bold message: Children are not safe when they are subject to spanking. Every parent wants to feel they are a "good" parent. Now I keep a few stickers on the bulletin boards of supermarkets, together with Jordan's "Plain Talk About Spanking" booklets. You can get booklets and stickers free from Jordan by emailing him: riak@nospank.net

Then one day my friend Sue Lawrence sent me a badge, the 2 and ¼ inch metal button kind that pins onto your shirt or coat. It shows a big yellow star on a blue background, with "CHILDREN'S ADVOCATE" where one would expect "SHERRIF". I took to pinning it on every time I left the house; there was an immediate positive difference in the way I was received by parents. Merely seeing an obviously fake sheriff's badge brought a certain respect, even trust. Was it my imagination? I wondered. No. People were reacting differently. Since then I've felt that I have an ally in the toy badge, as if I had a back-up partner in my quest to stop America's violence to children. Sue, by the way, is doing much important work in eliminating the worst of the child spanking and whipping, as well as closing down the several manufacturers of "the Rod", a draconian device designed specifically for Biblical abusers. Find her at http://stoptherod.net or http://parentinginjesusfootsteps.org.

Now I have my own badge-making machine; with Sue's example and encouragement, I can announce that I will send a CHILDREN'S ADVOCATE badge - free of charge - to any active STEP UP "agent" who has signed onto the Step Up Resolution To Stop the Hitting. Just send me an email asking to become a "deputy", and your mailing address.


The Step Up Report - Month 49
January 5, 2006
A hundred years from now
it will not matter what your bank account was,
the sort of house you lived in, or the kind of car you drove.
But the world may be different because you were important
in the life of a child.

- Anonymous


LAST SUMMER I spent 10 days with my East Coast son, Henry. Now I've just returned from a 10-day visit with my West coast son, Russell. Each of the visits was an absolute delightful for me. These breaks from work provided time for reminiscing about our happy days together during their childhood in the Sixties. Fondness and poignancy did abound.

A new year brings reflection on successes and travails during the one ending, and invites new beginnings in the year ahead. Inevitable question: In our efforts to eliminate corporal punishment in USA and abroad, how are we doing? My friend and indefatigable colleague Jordan Riak of PTAVE reports, "I believe that the campaign to promote violence-free treatment of children at home and school is gaining ground.... the emerging trend is infecting good people everywhere. They are searching their consciences and concluding that hitting, hurting, frightening and humiliating children “for their own good” is, and always was, a bad theory." Visit his website here: nospank.net .

The changes I've seen in recent years and months are, to me, remarkable. The many years of struggling thankless and alone are at last over; awareness of the harm done by corporal punishment has become a mainstream concern. Our cadre of anti-spank activists has brought about the banning of CP in public schools in 28 states. Organizations such as EPOCH-USA and PTAVE have spearheaded campaigns in the 100 largest school districts in the country. Now paddling and other physical punishments of children are prohibited in 98 of them. Visit Nadine Block's and Dr. Fathman's stophitting.com

Individuals on their own - and at first alone - have initiated campaigns on specific issues. John Breeding of Austin, TX has long been protesting the ADHD fraud, challenging the Big Psych and Big Pharm powers' preying on school children. Reach him at wildcolt@austin.rr.com . Susan Lawrence of Boston battles the industry that promotes the whipping of babies, with its selling of "rods" and the books encouraging this hideous practice. Check out her stoptherod.net . Tom Johnson and Nurse Peggy Dean took on a paddle-practicing school board in North Carolina and there are a great many others working locally, raising awareness of the harm done to children in the name of "discipline".

TO MY FELLOW CHILDREN'S ADVOCATES: What lies ahead? Certainly redoubled efforts in the direction we now traverse. But we must do more than merely "stay the course". It seems that everywhere the parental thinking is the Goldilocks mode: punish not too severely, not too lightly, but just right. That, in my opinion, will not do. I think we need to question and challenge the very foundation on which all punishment of children is based. Is it the principle job of parents to praise and punish children in preparation for adulthood? What are the assumptions underlying punishment of children? What are the real reasons people want to hurt youngsters? I think we are treating pimples when we should be dealing with the disease. We cannot succeed unless we get to the basic causes of this suffering.

If self-hate and self-pity are the cause of the impulse to punish, let us address that. A. S. Neil said, "No happy parent ever spanked a child." If that is so, we need to discover and promote the known methods of overcoming self-loathing. We need to do no less than to show the way to human happiness. While everyone yearns for it and seeks it, few find it. Yet there is no mystery about it. Fortunately, the way to happiness is teachable. I think that is what we should be doing.

Norm norm@bmi.net


The Step Up Report - Month 48
December 1, 2005
(Over 10 thousand hits in less than 3 years!)


“All truth passes through three stages.
First, it is ridiculed.
Second, it is violently opposed.
Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.”

- Arthur Schopenhaur


Norm Steps Up in Arizona Valley

Loathe as I am to wax negative in this Season of Joy, something has occurred here that must not pass without comment: There was recently held in our community a three-day conference on the theme of "domestic violence", yet not a word did the presenters utter about the physical punishment of children. Billed as "Causes and Effects of Domestic Violence", its central theme was wife beating, and secondarily, the grossest child abuse. Well before the event I volunteered to speak on my specialty, "The Root Causes of Violence Against Children". To all of my several calls, I received zero response. "Just a minute...Oh, she's gone for the day." Most troubling was the premise that there were no children in this valley. To speak of.

While there were the clinically objective presentations on brain trauma, and cursory references to "violence prevention", it was as if it was all happening elsewhere, as in, say, Phoenix, or Afghanistan. Certainly not here in this Valley of the Innocent. THE TALK WAS ALL ABOUT SOMEBODY ELSE, IN SOME OTHER PLACE. So, exempt from responsibility, there was nothing to do but take notes and get credits. That is, until I began mouthing off - with the intention of comforting the disturbed and disturbing the comfortable. I glanced to see the conference director, an ambitious vice-mayor, with his face in his hands. A decent fellow who's worst fears were playing out.

I have witnessed this massive denial repeatedly for nine years. Conferences such as this are ceremonial; not real but ritual, like church; you sit for a while and condemn the sin committed by others, then go home feeling virtuous again. In similar public cleansings of past years, I have stood up and quoted Pogo: "We have met the enemy, and IT IS US!" I could as well have been talking to fence posts.

Five years ago Arizona Governor Napolitano, to her credit, mandated these annual "rural summits on domestic violence". Locally they are staged by "SAVE (Stand Against Violence Everywhere)" the ad hoc civic group already in operation for three years. It was created from elements political, medical, religious, and "mental health" after a killing on Main Street where one teenager shot another to death. The shock was felt all over the State; such an occurrence was not possible in this Mormon-dominated community, where group fantasy held that Mormons were beyond reproach for their wholesome childrearing modes. Where the goose-stepping children of "Sound of Music" and the dancing children of Disney Land are role models. Surely the tragedy was caused by "outside influence", and the answer was in escalating the control and "discipline" of the youth population, while keeping out - or driving out - the "outsiders" who dared do their own thinking.

I was in attendance at the first meeting of "SAVE", inputting at my subgroup as the lone voice for alternatives to the call for increased suppression of youth. When our spokesperson totally omitted from our committee report my contribution, I stood up and gave a "minority report"; that more restrictions and punishment would be counterproductive. The 50 or so in the room sat stunned. I could have walked in naked. Independent opinions were simply inappropriate here. The solution was perfectly obvious; the avowed, unanimous purpose of "SAVE" was to "crack down on teenagers" with more "control", more "discipline", harsher penalties.

More amazingly, no one debated me. The group simply answered with the traditional "treatment" given to "outsiders": meetings and times were changed, with everyone notified except Norm. Never to be included in another meeting, it was assumed I'd been silenced. What they didn't know is this: when I returned with a chest full of decorations from three years fighting Communists in Korea and landed in San Francisco, I said, "I'm home!" Wheresoever I choose to walk and sit in the U. S., I'm home. NOBODY can tell me I'm an "outsider". And as a Jeffersonian Democrat, I was determined that the freedom of expression would not die of atrophy. So when I later met a SAVE member I related Pres. Johnson's reaction when told of a severe critic: "Hire him! I'd rather have him inside the tent pissing out, than outside the tent pissing in."

Armed with the fantasy of self-righteous and biblical "discipline", they were to "save" local youth from the much-feared invasion of big-city gangs that were imagined to be poised at the Valley outskirts to deflower our virtue-loving daughters and draft our brave sons into the armed ranks of the Devil. (Where is the legendary moral strength now? I wondered.)

"SAVE" staged its public event, with a theme of "discipline" for youth. I kept my silence as politicians and state-paid "mental health" psych majors in "behavioral modification" spoke their views. Next came a big city detective - a gang expert - to deliver The Answer to raising obedient children. Then came the drama: six or eight very large and resplendently-uniformed bull cops filed in, each prominently displaying his service revolver, confronting the audience. I could keep my silence no longer.

I rose and took on the detective, countering his arguments point by point. He had never heard of Alice Miller, or Murray Straus, or Philip Greven, or Lloyd deMause. Or PTAVE, or EPOCH. He was ignorant of the research showing the serious harm done by corporal punishment. He admitted he spanked his daughter, but denied that CP was widespread. He was unaware there had been 40+ years of science showing he was skipping down the wrong road in his authoritarian approach to childrearing. His answer to "misbehavior" was to treat normal kids like criminals. I said it seemed his purpose was to create them. I followed with a series of letters and articles in the local paper.

At every session of the recent conference I had spoken about corporal punishment of children, without having provoked a question, discussion, or challenge. The final speaker, a pediatrician from A.S.U., gave a fine presentation, with excellent graphics, on brain trauma. I was preparing to applaud, until he related his parting antidote: being pursued by his mother swinging a leather slipper. The audience roared in cheerful hilarity; but I was steamed. "Do you know," I began, "that it took us YEARS of effort to get the American Academy of Pediatrics to oppose corporal punishment? Do you know," I continued, "that when you slap the face of a child, it's called 'discipline', but when you SLAP THE FACE OF A PEDIATRICIAN...suddenly it becomes 'assault'! Call the police! Bring in the lawyers! Handcuffs! But pediatricians, I assume, can defend themselves. But who will step up for the defenseless child, who must look to others to stop the violence? I'll tell you who, doctor. I WILL! And I'm asking you and everyone else here to do the same."


Step Up 47, Nov. 1, '05

“We live in a world in which we need to share responsibility. It is easy to say, ‘It’s not my child, not my community, not my world, not my problem.’ Then there are those who see the need and respond. I consider those people my heroes.” – Fred Rogers


PEGGY DEAN & TOM JOHNSON STEP UP IN NO. CAROLINA

Peggy is a school nurse in NC, Tom is a practicing musician in Ohio. Both are anti-corporal punishment activists. They confronted the public school board in Robeson County, NC.


To Peggy & Tom:

Jordan told me about you brave people facing the taunts and hostility of the schooling types, making the most of your so generously-given five minutes. We know you needed at least five years. I am so much in admiration of your defending your right to speak, esp. after having traveled hundreds of miles ... - Norm


Dear Norm,

Thanks for the encouraging words, Norm. ...

As far as recounting the trip, Peggy would probably have more key details since she was there when the news team visited with Tina, whose son was bruised, and also spoke with various people afterward. For my part, I met up with Peggy at the Lumberton Office Depot Monday afternoon where we made some copies and added some items I brought with me to the folders she was preparing for the board members. From there we went to Waffle House, where a man in the parking lot recognized Peggy, thinking she was a reporter because he'd been working at a construction site near where she and Tina were interviewed on camera, and asked when the news report would air. Seemed like she was already causing a bit of a local stir!

At Waffle House we sorted the articles into the folders, talked and compared notes. When Tina arrived, we ate some dinner, changed into our nicer clothes in the restrooms, and headed a few blocks away to the meeting. After we took a seat and got a copy of the agenda, we noticed with some amusement that the name of our organization was incorrectly listed as "Parents and Teachers Against Fighting." [not "Parents and Teachers Against Violence in Education" - PTAVE]

The business before our talk was interesting in the context of our particular topic. First, a few school kids talked to the Board about their experience in an exchange program they just got back from in Canada. They shared observations about the differences and similarities between their host school and their own. In retrospect, I wonder if the Canadian kids realized their guests came from schools where kids are [legally] beaten, unlike most of Canada. Most likely these NC youngsters got to witness firsthand a functional school that managed to do without paddling. I wish I had thought of pointing that out.

Next thing I recall was a power point presentation with video of various principals talking up goals of excellence in education--which Peggy would later dovetail with her appeals for adoption of statistically favorable discipline techniques.

Finally our turn came. Peggy went first, explaining what had brought us there and showing an enlarged photo of the bruises (many such photos of other victims appeared on the cover page of the folders she handed out as well) and announcing the petition. Her points included the aforementioned academic edge that non-paddling schools have on average; the slipshod regulation of the practice and absence of training teachers get ("Do these teachers know where the sciatic nerve is?" she asked); the fact that Robeson schools don't have a published list of paddling offenses as required by state law; the civil liability schools assume by doing this to kids; the regressiveness of paddling while most of the civilized world has moved away from it.

As she thanked the board for listening and announced she was turning the floor over to me, the chairman tried to cut things off there, saying she had pretty much used her time and they didn't need to hear any more. Peggy told them I'd driven all the way from Nashville. A gentleman in the audience at that point was heard to say "Let him speak"--for which I was certainly grateful.

So the chairman conceded me five minutes or so. I got up to the lectern, introduced my self, thanked the board for the chance to talk insofar as I was receiving "special dispensation," and went into my speech. It was mostly the same as the one I gave in Tennessee (www.nospank.net/rutherford.htm), though I made a point of mentioning the infamous 1981 paddling in Dunn, NC--which happens to be just an hour's drive or so from Lumberton. I'm not the best public speaker to begin with, and a lingering cold made my delivery even weaker, but I feel like it was a well-constructed argument. I am definitely glad Peggy was there as co-speaker, as she had a less stiff and more engaging presence. Not to mention her credibility as a North Carolina registered nurse ...

After I finished, the board members had a chance for questions and comments. The first member to speak basically took exception to our stance and made the standard remark that he was corporally punished at home growing up and turned out well. Before I could respond, another member complained about the content of our presentation on the grounds that it was improperly scheduled as "Information" when it should have been relegated to the public comment time after regular business. The chairman added his doubts about the appropriateness of Peggy's folders and the pictures. I began by suggesting to the first guy that the reason he turned out so well (at which point he cautioned me to watch what I say) was not due to corporal punishment but rather his overall upbringing, and that many successful people grew up without it. When I started to invoke statistics, he said flatly that he didn't want to hear any statistics.

Thankfully, another member spoke up to say that despite misgivings about our presentation, the bruised photo reflected a real problem and that "we can't ignore this." Then another guy made some skeptical remark I don't really remember, though I do recall it was qualified by his disavowal of "excessive" corporal punishment. I countered that even if we accept the premise that we sometimes need to inflict pain on students, is this really the best method (holding up the paddle again)? To which his retort was, "Well, I'd say it's better than dunking them in the river." I quickly pressed for a serious answer, but a din of voices rose through the room. When it settled, yet another member said he served as a principal for 25 years and that the paddle I was displaying, he would never allow to be used at his school, that no child ever had the kind of bruises we were showcasing. I asked respectfully how he would know, since he presumably didn't see the after-effects. At this point Peggy spoke up to show the picture she had of the actual paddle that was used on Tina's son. It didn't really look much different than mine, maybe a little smaller.

Finally Tina spoke out, recounting the awful incident [her son's paddling] from her point of view and lamenting the unresponsiveness of the board. I think the drama kind of piqued with her testimony. After that things got quieter, and they moved on to other topics ...

After the meeting adjourned, Peggy got a few signatories on the spot for the petition. She and Tina talked to reporters and some sympathizers, a few of which promised to look into getting her some good legal help. Finally we all said goodnight, and I headed on back to Nashville feeling pretty good overall about how things went, though mindful of the uphill battles that remain there. - Tom


The Step Up Report - Month 46
October 1, 2005

Hatred begins within the family
and is shared in the neighborhood,
then justified in literature (or in virtual space)
and culture.

- Jerrold Atlas (Psychohistory)


FROM MATTHEW McGEE
Signing on in Warrington, United Kingdom

Dear Norm,

I would like you to add my name to the "Step Up To Stop [the] Hitting" resolution. I was regularly slapped, spanked and beaten by my parents during childhood. Contrary to the beliefs of the pro-spankers, such punishment did nothing to improve my behaviour. Eventually, my parents realised that I was getting too old to recieve this form of 'discipline', so they stopped using it. This led to me becoming a nasty, disrespectful piece of shit (sorry about the language, but I don't know how else to put it) with no concern for anybody but myself. By basic attitude was 'I am not going to get spanked any more, so why should I behave?'

The standard of my schoolwork plummeted, leading to me getting low grades in my GCSEs (the GCSE -General Certificate of Secondary Education - is the examination that British pupils take at the age of 16). Spanking also had the unfortunate consequence of leading to me developing appalling sexual problems, which I would rather not reveal to a complete stranger. In short, spanking did me no good whatsoever, and a great deal of harm.

I am now determined to play whatever limited part I can in wiping out what I see as no more than legalised violence against defenceless children. The violence that goes under the pleasant euphemism of 'spanking' (or 'smacking' as we prefer to call it in the UK) is totally unnecessary and does far more harm than good. I look forward to the day when those who hit children are treated with the same contempt as those who hit their wives (or their husbands).

Yours sincerely, Matthew McGee

REPLY:

Welcome, Matthew. You came to exactly the same decision I did after years of abuse: to dedicate myself to the elimination of corporal punishment of children. Knowing the terrible suffering that hitting, hair- and ear-pulling, and other abuse causes in the emotions of children, we find a life purpose in stopping it however we can. That is why I began the STEP UP List. I think it is remarkable when an adult with a childhood history of abuse decides to campaign against it. It is more often the case that the abused grow up to inflict the same punishment on others.

In my experience I could not have made the necessary personal/internal changes without psychiatric therapy, plus much self-help thru reading such as Alice Miller, Psychohistorian Lloyd deMause, and many others. I trust that you, too, have discovered and pursue this necessary internal work.

We talk much about bullies and bullying here, and you have the brains and compassion to have consciously decided to take the high road. You and those like you occupy a special place in my mental "Hall of Honors", because you strive to make this earth a place where a child does not have to live in virtual captivity, in fear of being assaulted or otherwise abused. Thank you so much for sharing, and, again, Welcome. - Norm norm@bmi.net


Step Up Month 45
September 1, 2005



We can't solve problems by
using the same kind of thinking
we used when we created them.

- Albert Einstein



Two letters from From Kelly Crosthwaite-McMillan, Toronto, Ontario Canada
Who Stepped Up in England

Dear Norm,

While living in the northeast of England a man outside a pub had a toddler in a stroller which he was yelling at and shaking her stroller in a horribly beligerent way. Apparently she had been causing him trouble while in the pub. I was just walking by and intervened by saying hello to the man and then talking to the small child. The bully then started making excuses about his behavior and explaining how he wasn't able to eat his pub lunch because of his daughter's acting out. By this time the child had stopped crying, and I just said, "Oh everybody has bad days." Then I offered to sit with his child while he went in the pub. Of course he declined, but by this time he had got himself in check and was talking in a much more reasonable way. We chatted a bit and then I went on my way. Diffuse the situation by causing a distraction without accusing the aggressor in anyway.

Kelly Crosthwaite-McMillan


Hi Norm,

I just realized I signed [the Resolution (#136)] when I was living in San Diego. I told the pub story because it worked. I also had a bad experience in a small produce store (in England as well) where I just looked at a woman directly in the eye as she was roughly jerking her 5 year old daughter around. So, she turned around and started threatening me! I guess that worked too in a way, because at least she stopped molesting the little girl. It was quite a scene though, she was yelling out to the whole shop at me. She was a large woman and actually said she would hit me, which I thought might be just as well, as then she would be documented by the police. I let her vent and didn't say much of anything (you can't reason with unreasonable people) except quitely saying, "You shouldn't hit anyone, I hope you have a nice day."

Kelly


Norm's reply

Hello Kelly,

Thank you for the anecdotes. It's so true that very often all that's needed is a distraction to get their minds off their grievance. Follow that with a friendly offer of help in a friendly tone, and 90% of the problems disappear. You illustrate that technique beautifully. As for the bully, you also did right. Because you didn't give her the fight she wanted, you didn't get hurt. And you won the day by stopping the child abuse.

The important thing is that, in both instances, the child was spared further harm - and felt a surge of selfworth long after.

- Norm norm@bmi.net



Step Up Month 44
August 5, 2005
The greatest terror a child can have is that he is not loved,
and rejection is the hell he fears ...
And with rejection comes anger, and with anger some kind of crime
in revenge for the rejection, and with the crime, guilt -
and there is the story of mankind."

- John Steinbeck in "East of Eden"


From Leslie Downie, who is Stepping Up in Scotland:

Last week I was traveling from Scotland to Wales for a course on working with children and babies. Behind me in the railway carriage sat an old lady and her two grandchildren, a boy of about 12 and a little girl of 6 or 7. The grandmother was constantly snapping at and picking on the little girl, and giving preferential treatment, (food and kind words), to the boy. The little girl was not causing any disturbance on the train but the granny certainly was.

Hearing this torrent of verbal abuse, my insides were churning. I began to feel quite ill. I could not ignore such awful bullying. My own inner child was shaking with distress. I knew I had to do something. First I did some writing to get my feelings out on paper, and I kept turning round letting the granny know I was hearing her. I wrote about what was happening and what I might say to the granny and to the little girl. I kept thinking ... all children deserve kindness and love ... no child deserves abuse. The granny seemed so angry with no apparent cause. She grabbed the child by the wrist and said, "If there's a party, you are not going" Then suddenly I heard her say, "Why can't you behave, I am fed up with hearing your voice, I'll put you off the train."

I turned round and words came out of my mouth. I said to the granny, "And I am fed up with hearing YOUR voice. The little girl does not deserve such abuse." And I said to the child, "I think you are behaving very well on the train. I want you to hear that: I think you are behaving very well on the train."

The grandmother said nothing back. But after that she sounded gentler when she spoke to her granddaughter.

I took rescue remedy and did some more writing to calm my own inner child. And as I kept holding the thought - all children deserve kindness and love, I knew that when this granny was a little girl, that was not what she experienced. I could see she was passing on her own abuse. And I thought, "If I have another opportunity I will say to her, "All children deserve love and kindness. When you were a little girl, you deserved love and kindness too."

Perhaps having the thought was enough.

Later, I considered my own strong bodily reaction, and I realized this whole incident was touching a cellular memory in my body. A generational family pattern, particularly from my mother who, as a child, was rejected and emotionally abused by her father - because she was a girl.

- Leslie


Thank you for the poignant story, Leslie. I like your way of journal writing and note-taking, to aid in centering and self control, useful for the rest of us when there is such an opportunity.

- Norm norm@bmi.net


Step Up Month 43
July 1, 2005
The sense of paralysis proceeds
not so much out of the mammoth size of the problem
but out of the puniness of the purpose.

- Norman Cousins

Haah Noon in Arizona Valley

I learned my Family Values as a boy listening to the 15-minute radio serials during the Dirty Thirties. Afternoons after school there were exciting cliff-hanging episodes in the imaginary lives of my heroes; Gene Autry, Tom Mix, and the Lone Ranger much as you watched the TV shows of Hoss and Little Joe on Bonanza a generation later. They were courageous, honest to a fault, took prompt action to right an injustice, and above all, they were protective of those who could not protect themselves.

I liked most when my lone hero stepped up to defend a woman or a child. For a brief time I was that sheep-herding young boy who gratefully thanked the strong cowboy at show's end, for ending the bully's harassment and making life peaceful again. During my abusive childhood, it was the existence of cowboys in this world that gave me hope. They also gave me the Cowboy Code:

1. The Cowboy is scrupulously honest; his word is his bond. He speaks the truth regardless of consequences. He never betrays a friend or a confidence.

2. Never backs down in a fight; never strikes the first blow or fires the first shot. Fights only reluctantly, but when a fight is unavoidable, he makes sure he comes out on top. (Many of the law enforcement ethical traditions were inherited from the Cowboy Code.)

3. Always respects and defends the weak and defenseless, women, and the professionally peaceful teachers and preachers. Never fails to "step up" to reassure and protect youth and the little ones. He is the model of patience and self-discipline.

4. He is sensitive to the pains and suffering of animals, and contemptuous of those involved in cockfighting, dog fighting, and the animal cruelty so hideously common in rodeos, where animal abuse is institutionalized and celebrated. (Our President, as a boy, enjoyed putting firecrackers inside living frogs and tossing them into the air to enjoy the explosion.) The Cowboy Code requires treating animals with gentle discipline, and prompt intervention to stop an animal abuser. (Many's the cowboy who knocked down the cruel bully who beat his horse.)

Early in my boyhood the Cowboy Code became my own, as it was dramatized in radio shows (and later, movies,) by my hero, Gene Autry and soon adopted by Roy Rogers, the Lone Ranger, and all the others. I was to learn later that it was nearly identical to the Code of the Medieval knight, as well as the Samurai warrior. In our culture of the West it first appeared in a 1902 novel by Owen Wister, "The Virginian". The Code still survives today as a living ethic in American culture, in both the East as well as the West.

I have met authentic, modern-day working cowboys astride their respective horses as they rode to my back yard gate to search out the stray steers that had broken thru my fence and torn up my garden. Decent folks they are, quietly friendly, respectful, and impeccably honest. I always feel good after their visits. Now in this corner of the Arizona desert there is also a breed of varmint that fancy themselves "cowboys" who seem never to have heard of the Code. They emanate the feeling that their manhood lies in their oversized six-guns, and no day is complete until they kill something. The ones I take issue with are those who brag about teaching their small son to swim by throwing him overboard and making him literally swim for his life. (Haw haw!) And they invariably take the "boy named Sue" approach to fatherhood, believing it is fit preparation for the rugged life ahead. To a man, they believe in "tough love", just as they believe in roughing up "their" women and smacking the kids around. They spank. They whip. They shake hard to snap their head around. They bully children and call it "discipline".

And such coarsening and cruelty takes the institutionalized form of inflicting pain and suffering as a sport. At our local rodeos, grim men leap from their horses onto the necks of a panicked, fleeing calves to wring their necks until their bodies flop to the dirt. Small children, decked out in big hats and chaps are given bucking-bull training by riding frightened sheep - while their parents cheer to see obliterated the child's natural sensitivity to animals' feelings. This is not at all the chivalric behavior of the medieval knight, nor of the disciplined, Zen-practicing samurai warrior. And it is not the way of the traditional American Cowboy, however much the pretext of "preserving traditional ways".

The fake wranglers I've seen come riding into town astride their oversize SUVs call their mobile homes "ranches" but have few cows. They sport $800 hats and $300 boots, but they're "all hat and no horse", or as Molly Ivins would say, "all buckle and no balls." They boast about the "woodshed discipline" they inflict on their children, denying that they are breaking the spirit of defenseless kids. When measured against the traditional American cowboy codes, these right wing child bashers, spankers and abusers come up short in the saddle. They seem unaware that bullies, by definition, are cowards. In calling themselves "cowboys" they insult our memories of the most ennobling legendary moral models of my boyhood. The faux buckaroos have squandered the moral high ground, and left serious gaps in their chaps. It's time to bring back the Code of the Cowboy and reestablish honor and integrity - something the kids can look up to.

- Norm


THE STEP UP REPORT - Month 42
June 1, 2005
Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that
something else is more important than fear.
-- Ambrose Redmoon


ELIMINATING CORPORAL PUNISHMENT -
The Way Forward to Constructive Child Discipline

Edited by Stuart N. Hart; authored by Joan Durrant, Peter Newell, and F. Clark Power

Published by United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization
(UNESCO Internet: http://www.unesco.org/publishing )

A review by Norm Lee

Anyone who has read Lloyd deMause's several books on the history of child abuse (see www.psychohistory.com) knows of the ghastly treatment traditionally afforded the young. As recently as Roman times young boys were lent out to men friends for their sexual entertainment, and little girls, those who earlier escaped infanticide and survived routine beatings, were raped on stage to the hoots and guffaws of cheering audiences. In two millennia most humans have advanced a step or two in the treatment of children, but we all know parents who strike and shake their kids, and defend the violence as "discipline". To suggest the truth to the spankers and slappers - that their homes are the training ground for the crime and wars they claim to disparage - may well provoke biblical "justifications" and vitriolic defense.

Here now we have a book from UNESCO that explains the urgent necessity of abolishing completely the practice of hitting children, and reveals the evidence that corporal punishment results in seriously damaging consequences. Most importantly, it also points the way to replacing the pervasive violent treatment with humane and effective childrearing practices. This milestone book will be read worldwide, and is sure to have a positive impact on how children are viewed by parents and by legislative bodies. Its importance cannot be overstated.

That corporal punishment violates the rights of children is made emphatically clear. Working in the framework of the U.N. Convention on the Rights of the Child - specifically Article 19 - this book is the result of an extensive in-depth international study of corporal punishment practices; the findings are to be presented to the General Assembly. More than ten years ago the Committee on the Rights of the child stated that the provision, "all forms of corporal punishment of children, including within the family, are prohibited," has to be taken seriously by all member nations. Today, 192 nations have signed that U.N. Convention On the Rights of the Child. To our shame, the United States remains one of the two nations that have refused to ratify it. The other is Somalia.

The structure this book provides is simple: Each of the three main sections the book addresses as aspect of the physical punishment problem. The first section addresses the urgent importance and necessity of renouncing all aggression - physical and psychological - inflicted upon children. Reports from no less than 130 nations were considered in this section. The clear aim is to protect children from "all forms of physical or mental violence", including in the family, school, and care centers. Section Two lays out the facts on the prevalence of CP and its consequential impact on children and society. "CP is counterproductive, relatively ineffective, dangerous and harmful according to research findings." There have been found to be clear connections to poor mental health, aggression, anti-social behavior, and later domestic and criminal violence.

The Third Section provides insight and approaches for constructive child discipline. Emphasis here is the involvement of the children in family decisions that affect them. Suggested are family meetings, and the importance of adults modeling the behaviors and attitudes they wish to see in the children. The fundamental message is to have respect for the child's dignity as a valid and worthy human being. For those currently aware of the dangers of C P, the importance of this publication lies in its recommendations for non-violent, positive discipline.

This profoundly helpful book will, I believe, prove to be a landmark in the evolution of non-violent parenting. Moreover, it will be seen as a giant step in the advance toward world peace. It shows that violence is taught to children beginning in their cribs, and is in turn inflicted on the world by the victimized during their respective lifetimes. It may not be easy to accept that home and school are the training grounds for both crime and national aggression, but it must be said - altho this UNESCO book, probably wisely, stops short of stating its case in as blunt terms as I do here.

In the violence-ridden and deeply suffering world we are heir to, there is a desperate need to see the way out: that eliminating corporal punishment is the key to a better, happier world, and this first step deserves priority attention in every political and educational agenda on earth. Furthermore, it is an idea whose time has come. We are at a time when over 40 years of research has accumulated showing the tragic consequences of corporal punishment on many millions of children and on society in general. Its brutal practice fills our prisons, our mental health hospitals, our court systems, and our welfare rolls. Its annual cost to U.S. taxpayers alone is in the tens of billions of dollars annually.

This is an important book, a document that I expect will become a landmark in our decades-long struggle to ban the hitting of children worldwide. Published by UNESCO, it has worldwide distribution. Extensive and careful research supports every word and phrase. It will wake up those not yet understanding the profound impact CP has on a child. This compact and vital information shows just how to adopt non-violent, democratic and effective means of instilling self-discipline for the children for whom they are responsible. For the millions who are already awakened to the need for change in childrearing and seeking the latest and most authoritative guide to enlightened parental discipline, these pages are a pleasure and a thrill to read. - Norm Lee


THE STEP UP REPORT - Month 41, April 2005

For I would prefer to have these attacks and please you,
rather than displease you and not have them.

- Marcel Proust, in a letter to his mother




THE BODY NEVER LIES: The Lingering Effects of Cruel Parenting

Norm's review of Alice Miller's forthcoming book

In his 1941 book "Generation of Vipers", Philip Wylie highlighted how slavishly this culture worships motherhood, scorned how soldiers spelled out "MOM" on parade grounds, and coined the term "momism". The book enraged many, but shook too few awake. Today, Alice Miller would show us, in detail, how those soldiers - and most of the rest of us - were, and are still craving the approval, affection and love denied us by our parents in our childhood. We are still caught in the illusion that we can somehow win and/or earn the love from the source that was so long withheld from us.

We have to break free of our (internalized) parents' grip on us, that of the biblical injunction, "Honor (obey, worship,) thy father and thy mother." Until then we, in a sense, feel and behave and think like the little children we once were; we cannot grow up. Worse, because as children we weren't accepted and loved for who we were, parents repeatedly punished us in attempts to force us into the imaginary mold they had prepared for us, i.e., what a child should be. Dr. Miller's message is that our bodies bear a detailed record of every childhood hurt and humiliation inflicted, every spank and slap, insult and indignity. And until or if those internal, psychic wounds remain unhealed, we can expect to continue to pay the terrible price in physical illnesses. Powerless to do otherwise, we suppressed our true and good authentic selves to win the love our emotional survival depended on.

Dr Miller writes with astonishing and penetrating truth about the connections between childhood suffering at the hands of parents, and the physical consequences of obedience to the Fourth Commandment. The Biblical law, "Honor thy father and thy mother" is here challenged as the source of widespread - even universal - life-long suffering. As children we attempted to free ourselves from our feelings of fear, insecurity and confusion thru repression and dissociation/self-alienation. Whatever the cost (abandonment of our true selves), we persisted in loving and trusting our parents (we hardly had a choice) and strived to earn their approval, (and (thus) to please the Greater Parent in the Sky.)

Today, what stands between our bodies and the healing of those injuries is the hold the Fourth Commandment has on our minds. As we lie and breathe, the fear of parental rejection/punishment lurks within that fear. It has to be brought to consciousness and examined before healing can take place. We walk carrying a sack full of personal history, the burden of wounds inflicted by all the punishment and indignities that have ever happened to us. Until we heal those internal wounds, we daily pay a terrible price in suffering, much of it physical illness, and make others pay as well. Those others are most often our own children. The claim so often heard, "I got spanked and I turned out OK," cannot be upheld when it is understood how the denial of physical and emotional injuries are connected to present illnesses.

There are three sections to this book: first: illustrations from the lives of famous literary people; second, efforts made at overcoming traditional morality, i.e., effects of 4th Commandment; and third, an in-depth case study of truth suppression as manifested in anorexia. Alice Miller has expounded at length in earlier books about dictatorial megalomaniacs like Hitler and Stalin who directed their hate and violence toward others. In this book she shows how we direct ours toward ourselves. Examples are taken from the biographies of well-known people: Franz Kafka, Dostoevsky, Checkhov, Schiller, Rimbaud, Proust, Virginia Wolfe, James Joyce, et. al. Shown are the efforts of their respective parents to make them over into the child they wanted, and the consequences in the victims' lifelong illnesses and early deaths.

Dr. Miller repeatedly emphasizes the tragic effects, in the form of physical ailments, of the body's life-long yearning for parental love and affection. She touches on the way this suppression is expressed in religion: the command to love God, on pain of punishment when we fail to do so; the absurdity of inventing a parent-like creator, perfect and omnipotent, who craves our love. It is an odd god, an immensely dependent god, a Big Daddy who, if given the love demanded, will reward with an eternity in blissful heaven. (And the teenage suicide bombers of the Middle East are promised the bonus of 72 virgins to sweeten the deal.) Inasmuch as the Great Father is not loved, even worshipped, the alternative is agonizing punishment from now to the "end" of eternity.

We have to liberate ourselves from the propaganda imposed on us - and enforced on us on pain of punishment - by conventional morality. This book calls for a higher morality, as it applies to parenthood. We cannot truly love our parents, she asserts, until we are liberated from the infantile attachment, the idolatry, that trapped us in childhood.

Dr Miller wants the reader to understand and accept that parents who abused us do not deserve our love and honor, regardless of a Moses-imposed commandment to do so. As we all must know, love is one thing that cannot be enforced. Like Sgt. Joe Friday, the body, in its wisdom, rejects illusions. It accepts only the facts, as higher morality is inherent not in the mind, but in our bodies. She takes to task all those friends and relatives and preachers and therapists who say, "Forgive your mother, forgive your father; they did the best they knew how. She changed your diapers, he sacrificed for you, and above all they loved you." Miller will not hear it: forgiveness is a crock and a trap, laid to continue the dependency, and preserve the hope, that somehow, sometime, we will finally bask in the love that was so long ago denied us. Reading Alice is like hearing someone whisper, "I know the secret you are hiding in your past, the feelings of hurt and fright and shame and humiliation at the abusive treatment you suffered at the hands of your parents. And I'm asking you - urging you, challenging you - to come out of that dark closet and face up to it."

In the valley where I live, the #1 fear at whatever age is parental punishment. And among adults, it's primary defense is Denial. Behind the denial of childhood mistreatment lies the fear of punishment, therefore acknowledgement or recognition of it in adulthood can approach terror. But the price for denial is paid in physical as well as mental illness. When aware of it we see it everywhere: the suffering in the bodies and minds of strangers and of those dear to us. But we must begin with ourselves, confronting the punishing parent within.

Norm Lee


THE STEP UP REPORT - Month 40

NEW ADDRESS: norm@bmi.net [also norm@nopunish.net address is still valid]

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"Discipline must come through liberty...
We do not consider an individual disciplined only when he has been rendered as artificially silent as a mute and as immovable as a paralytic...
He is an individual annihilated, not disciplined."

- Maria Montessori


APRIL 30 IS SPANK-OUT DAY

The Movement Continues to Grow

"JOIN us in raising our voices on behalf of non-violence against children!" challenges Nadine Block, Co-chair of EPOCH-USA and SpankOut Day USA chairperson [info@stophitting.org] "Children, like the rest of us, have a right not to be hit or humiliated!" She and fellow EPOCH-USA co-chair Dr. Robert Fathman began the annual SpankOut Day years ago, and it has now grow to be an international event on April 30th every year. Now it is endorsed by such luminaries as Dr. Murray Straus, Dr. Elizabeth Gershoff, Dr. Alvin Pouissant, Dr. Philip Greven, Dr. Madeleine Gomez, and Rev. Dr. Thomas Sagendorf.

Physical punishment puts children at risk for physical and psychological harm, tolerance of violence, anti-social behavior, and poorer adjustment in adulthood. Non-violent discipline helps children become caring, responsible, and self-disciplined adults. Through educational events and campaigns, newsletters, and discussions on April 30th of each year, parents and caregivers will learn about the effects of corporal punishment and non-violent alternatives so they will see that children can be raised successfully without physical punishment.

The purpose of this annual observance is to bring attention to the need to end physical punishment of children and to promote non-violent discipline. Last year, organizations in nine nations participated in this observance through articles in newsletters and on websites, through media releases and through educational events.

Here it has been called SpankOut Day in other countries it may be called No hitting Day, or No Smacking Day in U.K. While calling attention to the need to end physical punishment of children, many organizations use the observance to promote their educational programs for parents and other caregivers. This is the day to thank parents who raise children without violence, and to ask parents and caretakers who spank to refrain from doing so for this day. We encourage them to seek information about positive discipline from community agencies, and through reading and discussion. More and more organizations sponsor local informational events on non-violent discipline.

If you plan to participate in this observance, please e-mail Nadine Block: nblock@infinet.com so your event can be listed along with more than 50 others already preparing for this annual effort to raise awareness about corporal punishment.

You can find the SpankOut Day toolkit at http://stophitting.org/spankOut/toolkit.php together with sample news releases and other helpful information. - Norm Lee


THE STEP UP REPORT - Month 39

March 1, 2005

NOTE: Demands of writing regular newspaper columns requires that I combine the STEP UP and The Norm Report e-letters into a once-a-month "The Step Up Report". Please continue e-mailing me your adventures in parenting and intervening. - Norm

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See complete list of those vowing to Step Up. "Step Up to Prevent Hitting" is linked below.

It's a sad and stupid thing
to have to proclaim yourself a
REVOLUTIONARY
just to be a decent man.

                        David Harris

But what choice is there?

I see myself in the eyes of children, deeply hurt having been betrayed by their parents, their relatives, their community, their school, their church. What I see is terror at being abandoned and alone in this huge and dangerous world.

When I see a spanker assaulting a child I see a crazed terrorist victimizing a defenseless child. What else is there to do but Step Up and stop it? The measure of a man or a woman's character is what makes them angry enuf to take action. And I intend to stop every terrorist action against children I can, as long as I have the strength to do it.

I see children as captives, subject to abuse and indignities behind those closed doors, and too frightened to speak about it. Only a tiny percentage of it reaches print in the papers. I watch the faces and body language of children in public and can tell which of the adults with them is a closet spanker. I'm wishing they will be outed, so the problem can be openly discussed. So I can say, "Spanking terrorizes kids! It's a terrorist act!" Where is the homeland security preventing that? We're a nation suffering from violence at every level, precisely because it places its collective trust in the power of violence. And we are searched at airports to prevent our carrying on board a pair of tweezers. (Pluck the eyebrows of the pilot, maybe?)

To be a child means there is no level playing field. The game is fixed, size and power is all. We are warring against misery and terror, which is what little children feel when threatened and hurt by the giants they love and on whom their lives depend.

We can't merely talk the talk; periodically listen to feel-good sermons and go home feeling virtuous. In the many years since the settling of my valley, there hasn't been a single sermon delivered about the violence inflicted on children. Nor have I heard of any other in the two dozen or so countries that read this e-letter. That is why some 240 of us have vowed to STEP UP when we see it. And believe me, it is making a difference. The Behaviorists will talk carrot-and-stick "solutions", the school people will assign a menu of punishments, the church will label kids "full of the Devil" and "born in sin" and such ancient tribal fantasies. The schools and "mental health" types team up in viewing kids as basic putty to be shaped and formed to fit society, like the mythological Procrustes, as if this disintegrating dysfunctional society is an ideal to admire and aspire to.

Any 15 year-old "behavior problem" will describe the reality accurately with two words: "It sucks." Which gets him labeled as "ADHD" and prescription of Ritalin to get him into this drug culture, and therefore, "normal". When what is needed is more abnormal kids protesting the insanity.

There are three books I read long ago that gave me a view of the real world and are needed now more than ever: Snell & Gail Putney's "The Adjusted American" and Erich Fromm's "The Sane Society", show how entire societies get men