In her memoir My Father’s House Sylvia Fraser, a Canadian writer, journalist and one of the early survivors to break the silence, wrote in 1987 that ‘though many of my friends feared that my book would prove to be an act of professional suicide, instead it helped to open the floodgates of revelation by other survivors, forcing public awareness of an appalling truth: Sexual abuse was endemic to our society, cutting across barriers of wealth, education, religion and social prominence’

In this same book Fraser wrote ‘I had simply caught an undercurrent in our culture’s collective unconscious as it swelled to a crest, sweeping aside decades of illusion about the sanctity of the family and the safety of children in ordinary houses lining ordinary streets. As we discovered during the following decades, it wasn’t just the daughters of drunks and ne’er-do-wells who were at risk, but those of doctors and lawyers; and it wasn’t only girls but boys as well; and the predators weren’t just the perverts who hung around parks, but persons entrusted with helping the troubled – counsellors and ministers and priests; and it included those with the greatest opportunity – hockey coaches and boy-scout leaders and teachers; and it wasn’t just individuals, but groups of pedophiles who preyed together on the most vulnerable, such as the handicapped and kids in reform schools; and it wasn’t only the pedophiles that were to blame but those in authority who covered up for them – the principals and the politicians and the archbishops’ Sylvia Fraser (2010-09-30)

Yellow paint 

Motherland by Natalie Merchant

Tell me what you’ve seen

The lust and the avarice

The bottomless, the cavernous greed…….

Motherland cradle me

Close my eyes

Lullaby me to sleep

Keep me safe

Lie with me

Stay beside me

Don’t go

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRVh6NoC54U

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBiVd8SxCkc   Natalie Merchant performing live at the Perkins School for the Blind Possibilities Gala on May 7, 2009