The Paedophiles and The Psychiatrists

There was clearly something wrong as while only 5 years old he was caught several times playing with his penis in class. No suspicions were aroused of course and the incidences were quickly dismissed and forgotten. At that point in time, his relations with his parents remained good no matter that they were interfering with him.

All that soon changed. Over the years his father grew increasingly hostile to him, intimidating and frightening. Over the years, he grew increasingly frightened of his home, shaking whenever he heard his father enter the house.

But matters grew worse!

Between 9 and 12 his mother developed a blood-clot on her brain (as was it seems later discovered) and begain exhibiting disturbed psychological behaviour. As a consequence, or perhaps it would have happened anyway, she took her young son to bed with her where he ran exploratory hands over her naked body. This occurred many times until the father found out.


When the boy was 12 the father had an affair and for a while the boy brightened at the thought that his mother would kick him out of the home, as many betrayed women did even back then. For the first and only time in his life he prayed. But she never did, and the daily torments continued.


Father:

My client recalled a trip by the family to Leicester to see an old friend of his mother. While there, his father pawed the poor woman, a divoicee, in front of her children and in front of his own children, touching her bum, bosom, and vagina. She giggled but was surely mortified? That night the poor woman asked my mother to sleep with her, no doubt terrified of the father. The father was put in a bed with my client-who couldn't sleep the entire night, kept turning over to look at his sleeping father in horror, rising at 5 am and waking up his brother who was in bed with the family friend's son.


Later, when his sister reached puberty, developing an attractive figure, the father would take his two sons into the room, strip and fondle her in front of the boys.

My client also remembered his father ridiculing a Down's Syndrome child he noticed when they were on holiday.

When the sister reached puberty the father would go into her bedroom with his sons, expose her and permit the boys to feel her breasts.


Family:

The family disdained education, rarely read or were remotely interested in books. There were hardly any books in the house, and what books were there were for young children. There was nothing remotely complex. There was nothing remotely challenging. My client resorted to the public library. If his father caught him reading he would launch a verbal onslaught on him. His siblings were similarly intellectually limited.

Adolescence:

My client became more intellectual, reading Dante, Freud, and Russell.

From 13 to 16 he constantly sought for ways to escape his family. He researched as to how he could run away and survive in London perhaps or some nearby town. As he approached 16 he sought help from a variety of people, including a priest. In the end he turned to his family doctor. Why? On TV doctors had been continuously shown as intelligent and understanding, and the boy was desperate. He just wanted to get away from his father's constant bullying.

The GP came, a junior member of a two-man surgery.

The boy told him his hopes and fears, but could not, out of fear and mis-placed loyalty, explain what his parents were doing and had been doing. The GP decided-or possibly worse- he was mentally ill.