SARA NILES. Author and Social Media Influencer. Books, Essays, Social Awareness The lives we live determine our passions, and our passions impact the lives we live, in a dynamic, reciprocal pattern. My Life inspired me to write Memoirs: TORN From the Inside Out, The Journey, Out of the Maelstrom, Essays, Opinion Editorials, and social narratives that shed light during dark times.
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Monday, March 25, 2024
Friday, June 24, 2022
TOXIC PATRIARCHY and Roe V Wade 2022
Toxic Patriarchy
Cultures begin with families
as individuals join forces with nuclear families that expand into the larger
communities. Bronfenbrenner proposed that we are all affected by the small
influences as well as the great, the microcosms of family to the large aggregate
‘community’ we call government. In America, The original Melting Pot of a conglomeration
of cultures from around the world, Patriarchal control was part of the settler’s
original structure. The Good Father, the Leader of a Family was the Head of the
family-the father. The word Patriarch means ‘Father,’ so it makes sense that
the family systems inculcated into the first ‘tribes’ established in The New
World were patriarchal in nature, from England to the European influences, and
all the smaller influxes in between, revered The Father as the Leader, both
literally and symbolically.
Patriarchy was
welcomed in an untamed new world in which bears had to be fought, and the wild
land tamed. Family structures were tight like that of a wolf pack, with
everyone staying close together for safety’s sake. Marriages usually lasted for
a lifetime and children remained on ‘the farm’ because there was not much else
to do-but farm and hunt on the abundant land. Women welcomed the patriarchal
presence as a safeguard, and the idea of Women’s Rights was a far fetched as
going to the moon at that time. Science was an infant, there were no modern
conveniences and life was all about staying home and working the land, because the
land supplied everything needed at that time. Patriarchy was not challenged,
and women and children had few ‘rights. Women had twelve or more children to work
the farm; and neighbors helped each other. It was a different world then.
Fast Forward two hundred plus years and going to the
moon had been accomplished, farm life was for professional farmers who were
capable of harvesting thousands of acres with a single machine. Women did not
stay home, in fact, no one was at home. The children were in school, men and women
at work, and grandparents were sometimes a thousand miles away. Farm Life as it
once was no longer existed. The metropolitan cities contained the masses and
women had become a huge part of the workforce; but that did not happen overnight
or come easily.
The patriarchal system was pleasing to males, because
they had all the rights and all the power, especially White Males with Privilege.
The Patriarchs Ruled like Kings, setting the laws and the limits imposed on everyone
else who was not Them: White Privileged Males. The rights of the many was sacrificed
through legislation which was controlled by the Privileged Few. The Few
controlled the Rights of the Many, which meant the multitude of Americans had few
rights; sometimes NO rights, as in the case of Slaves and Natives, The system
that was pleasing to the Privileged Few wreaked a savage toll on the many and
they did what the oppressed multitude always does-rebelled.
From the original Boston Tea Party to the Equal Rights
Movements and the Civil Rights Movement, they rebelled. The rebellion
erupted in violence in every case because the Kings of the Mountain did not
want to concede one tiny iota of power, so it had to be taken by force; by
protests, and even riots which is what people do when they are repeatedly
unheard. From the 1900’s to the 2000’s The People fought for Black Rights, Civil
Rights, Women’s Rights, ‘Gay’ Rights, and Religious Rights, all held tightly
under the control of the established ‘Patriarchy’ otherwise known as governmental
Legislators. The Law was the Gate that either allowed or prevented Freedoms for
the many, and The Law was controlled by the ‘Patriarchs’ whose appetite for Power
had grown as strong as their greed for money.
Regardless of the resistance by Toxic Patriarchy, the
Masses won out: in 1920 Women were finally given the right to vote, but
not before men beat their own White Women bloody on the public streets for even
‘asking’ for the vote. Black people were not allowed any real freedoms even
after they were legally incorporated into Law, during the same period as the Suffragette
Movement. Right were being held in lockdown by the ruling few.
IN the early
1900’s all Black people, both males and females did not even have the right to
exist as equals with White People, much less vote without being assaulted, ran
out of town or hung, ‘unofficially’ by lawyers and judges hiding behind white
sheets. It was as late as 1964 when Fannie Lou Hamer gave her earth-shaking
speech about rights and freedom that sill echoes today; but only thirty-five years
earlier Black people were being lynched all over the country for demanding
Rights. It was the same time White women were defying Patriarchal Rule by
demanding the Vote. The spirit of rebellion was strong with Black people who also
rose up and began to fight back. The history books had hidden much of the racial
and social drama from that era, but the Truth Always rises to the top.
The 1960’s was one of the bloodiest times
since the Civil War, and the entire decade was about fighting
for freedom for tyranny and suppression by, guess WHO-White Males in Power,
Toxic Patriarchy. Eventually the voters decided to vote in leaders whose eyes
were less on their pocketbook and more on the scales of justice; but the pendulum
swung backwards when the Republican Tea Party Movement took over in favor of
two extreme views: Pro Toxic Patriarchy and Pro Right-Wing Extremism; then
along came a spider Called Trump and the Rest went downhill from there. Trump,
who was the epitome of White Male Privilege and Toxic Patriarchy, emboldened
the extremists, polarizing the Toxic Atmosphere in the United States as ‘Us’
against ‘Them,’ which was the perfect smoke screen for the intensive damage he
wreaked.
The Supreme Court of the United States hold the power
to unravel unjust laws in favor of justice, or to do the opposite. Trump
appointed radical judges whose focus was skewed, and now we have a Landmark Law
that was ‘established Law’ that each judge vowed not to touch-but they lied.
Roe V Wade was established in 1973 ending the long history
of coat hanger deaths and throwaway children, giving women the right to control
what happens inside their own bodies. It was a major win for Women’s Rights and
a huge know against Toxic Patriarchy.
Toxic Patriarchy came back with a vengeance:
Roe V Wade was struck town by the SCOTUS, overturned TODAY June 24, 2022. Toxic
Fail.
Monday, June 6, 2022
Wednesday, May 25, 2022
COWARDLY Mass Shooter Salvador Ramos: murdered innocent, helpless children and adults
By SARA NILES
There are ALWAYS Red Flags: Distant, 'Strange', Isolated, History of being Bullied, History of Bullying, Covert Mask hiding Aggressiveness, Poor Family Relationships, Poor School Performance, Few Friends, A Tendency to Hoard Anger, Attraction to Power symbols, Affiliation with Right Wing Violent Entities, Angry Drawings and Communication, Sinister Threats, Social Media Presence focuses on Self-Vindication, and Red Flag Behaviors noticed by School Professionals or Work Mates.
SOCIOPATHIC Salvador Ramos showed Red Flags Before Texas Mass School Shooting:
The news articles are proliferating, and the details are coming out, such as Ramos was bullied at school, and he was also a bully who carried boxing gloves around picking fights. Ramos had a poor relationship with his mother and often screamed disrespectful expletives at her when she pressured him for not attending school, which often resulted in his escaping to his grandparents’ house, where his grandmother also yelled at him for refusing to attend school which was the reason he would not graduate with his class.
Although Ramos seemed 'quiet' to some associates, he was known to have a dark streak according to others, which is usually a sign a person is hiding their true self, the preliminary behavior of ‘wearing a mask' of normalcy on the surface while cultivating hatred internally. It is impossible to read an individual's mind, but through patterns of behavior over time, we can discern intentions, motivations, and beliefs. Ramos, according to reports had disdain for females, as expressed through disrespectful remarks he was known for.
POWER: Every healthy individual required personal power to be happy and stable; however, power is like pie, each person is allotted a fair share of power. The boundary of respect for the rights of others, defines the limits of personal power. In the case of bullied children, and those who feel slighted in life, either because they have toxic entitlement, or because they were unjustly treated, power becomes an allure. It is 'The Thing' they need to feel whole, or it is what they are greedy for to feel better than others, superior to others. Narcissistic people long for power because they are empty inside, so there is never a level of power satiation for them-never enough-because they are attempting to fix a wound by covering it up.
RAGE: Every mass murderer has rage, but not the loud obvious type that screams they have a problem-it is the hidden rage that is the most dangerous, the Sneaky, Cold, Calculating, COWARDLY RAGE that devours them to the point they act it out on innocent children. The epitome of Cowardice personified. The entitled child, harbors resentment below the surface, and if it continues to grow, it becomes a Dark Fantasy of Revenge that erupts in a violent assault upon the innocent-JUST LIKE the horrific Columbine School Shooting, The Sandy Hook Shooting, the Marjorie Stoneman Douglas Shooting, and Once Again we see the ugliness of societal apathy-and Republican Greed-
The Robb School Shooting in Uvalde, TEXAS, on May 24, 2022. Twenty-two people dead.
The Legislative Irony: Salvador Ramos BOUGHT two guns this month, although he is not old enough to buy Liquor or Cigarettes.
Wednesday, May 18, 2022
I Saved My Own Life: TORN From the Inside Out
The Beginning
The room was small, the walls created a slight echo, or perhaps it was just my imagination. I had to go so far back into my mind that the present environment closed in on me. Of the five people in the room, Kathryn Shipp was the most imposing: she was 6 feet tall, stood military straight with sharply cropped blue-black hair, and blue eyes that were intense. She needed everything from me, she had to have the ‘feel’ of the whole story, not just the facts, so she demanded more than just a story, and she wanted a recreation of my life. Kathy Shipp was one of the best attorneys in the state and her client was a domestic abuse victim who had snapped and killed her abuser, so Kathy Shipp needed me to show her why a good little girl could empty a gun on a man with his back turned. I knew why she did it, I knew what she felt, and if it took revealing my soul to help, I would.Living on the Flower
Bed of Eden
“You are living on the Flower Bed of Eden!”
Andrew Howard to Little Sara, age five
Arkansas,
1962
Thunder
rattled the windowpanes two stories high, and lightning split the sky; it was
as if the whole world was in turmoil that night. My nerves were keyed up as
tight as piano strings, and in a sudden moment of stillness and silence it felt
as though my heartbeat was amplified ten times over. He was over a hundred
pounds greater than I, nearly a foot taller, and I knew he could move his
muscled body into unbelievable sprints.
Rain started falling in torrents, while the storm raged outside. I was
not afraid of the storms of nature; it was the storm inside this night that I
knew I might not survive.
Anticipation
was so great that I wanted to scream at him to get it over with, and true to my
expectation he lunged for me, and my body did not disappoint me, I flew down
the stairs two at a time in my bare feet. He stalled for mere seconds to enjoy
his pronouncement of a death sentence upon me:
“I AM GOING TO KILL YOU-YOU GOOD FOR
NOTHING BITCH-STONE DEAD!” He
screamed.
It was
February 13, of the year 1987, the night that I disappeared into a February
rainstorm with five children and no place to go. I was twenty-nine years old.
Monday, March 21, 2016
Torn From the Inside Out by Sara Niles
Torn From the Inside Out (Amazon)
“In the process of my evolution, I became a victim of domestic war, an emotional casualty for a major portion of my life, entwined, entrapped and emotionally involved, until I learned how to become free. Freedom has never been easily gained and has often come at high cost throughout history, but one thing I will always know is freedom is worth every fight, and all pain.”
This book is for me and my children, as well as the millions of veterans of domestic war: those who live in homes predominated by domestic violence. Some survive the violence, stronger in some ways, and broken in others, and some do not survive at all.
In memory of the dead victims of domestic violence, I have retold stories of those who became casualties. The stories below are all true; I retold them from the perspective of my own visualizations in an effort to give some validation to lives wasted, and mostly forgotten. Some things are too precious to forget, such as the lessons of history, and the deeds of unsung heroes, for if we stumble into the habit of forgetting, we lose both the value of life and the opportunity to become a wiser and stronger generation. If we forget, we lessen our children’s heritage and cheat them of the legacy of their pasts, therefore we can never forget.
I lived a life that was far from ordinary, and even far from normal. I was given away when I was barely over three years old to two aged, octogenarian relatives who had been childless until their early eighties, when they received me, much like a human gift. I was cherished and protected by them, that is, as long as they could offer such protection I lived in 'The Garden of Eden'.
Time passed and I found myself far removed from such valued protection when I was on the brink of losing my life to a violent abuser, one I had married and pledged to spend a lifetime with. My life would take me far from my life's oasis, my childhood Garden of Eden.
Anticipation was so great that I wanted to scream at him to get it over with, and true to my expectation he lunged for me, and my body did not disappoint me, I flew down the stairs two at a time in my bare-feet. He stalled for mere seconds to enjoy his pronouncement of a death sentence upon me:
“I AM GOING TO KILL YOU—YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCH—STONE DEAD!”He screamed like a crazed animal.
The date was February 13, of the year 1987, the night that I disappeared into a February rainstorm with five children and no place to go. I was twenty-nine years old.
Torn From the Inside Out as a Kindle E-book is available at promotional prices for six days on Amazon, beginning 03/23/2016-03/28/2016.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
#MyStory by Sara Niles: Torn From the Inside Out
Memoirs about everything from minor subjects as trivial as how to tie your shoes to major works detailing trauma and tragedy that expands far outside the normal range of human experiences, such as Surviving Auschwitz scatter the marketplace. A memoir is an account written from personal knowledge that professes historical accuracy, and personal honesty when the narrative is based on a true story of some significance. A meaningful memoir should leave a message behind, much like the duly acclaimed memoir I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou. In Caged Bird, the personal struggle of young Maya to reclaim her self-esteem and identity after being raped, emerged into a powerful and poetic story of resilience. The inspirational message is you can survive and become stronger after earthshaking trauma; in Maya Angelou's case, she became her own earthshaking force as world renown poet, writer, philosopher and mentor to Oprah Winfrey.
My Story is a Memoir that recounts a childhood that was far from normal in which octogenarians relatives saved me just long enough for me to recover from the damage of early childhood neglect and abuse before my life catapulted me into the heart of a violent and abusive marriage to a mentally ill Vietnam Veteran, when I was only sixteen years old. My Story is a Memoir, Torn From the Inside Out and its message is clear: Domestic Violence bends, breaks, and kills. Too many victims never escape except through death, far too many who escape the actual abuse as damaged children, grow up to become broken adults who perpetuate the damage done to them: Broken People, Break People, and Hurt People, Hurt People. The cycle of abuse has be stopped; although domestic violence survivors champion resiliency and strength, the children bear the scars.
My Story is designed to increase understanding and raise awareness of domestic violence and its effect upon human lives, not just the lives of women, but all lives, the lives of men, women, and children.
Torn From the Inside Out by Sara Niles
From the Prologue:
This book is for me and my children, as well as the millions of veterans of domestic war: those who live in homes predominated by domestic violence. Some survive the violence, stronger in some ways, and broken in others, and some do not survive at all.
In memory of the dead victims of domestic violence, I have retold stories of those who became casualties. The stories below are all true; I retold them from the perspective of my own visualizations in an effort to give some validation to lives wasted, and mostly forgotten. Some things are too precious to forget, such as the lessons of history, and the deeds of unsung heroes, for if we stumble into the habit of forgetting, we lose both the value of life and the opportunity to become a wiser and stronger generation. If we forget, we lessen our children’s heritage and cheat them of the legacy of their pasts, therefore we can never forget.
I lived a life that was far from ordinary, and even far from normal. I was given away when I was barely over three years old to two aged, octogenarian relatives who had been childless until their early eighties, when they received me, much like a human gift. I was cherished and protected by them, that is, as long as they could offer such protection I lived in 'The Garden of Eden'.
Time passed and I found myself far removed from such valued protection when I was on the brink of losing my life to a violent abuser, one I had married and pledged to spend a lifetime with. My life would take me far from my life's oasis, my childhood Garden of Eden.
Chapter 1
The Garden of Eden
Chapter 1
The Garden of Eden
Thunder rattled the window- panes two stories high and lightning split the sky; it was as if the whole world was in turmoil that night. My nerves were keyed up as tight as piano strings, and in a sudden moment of stillness and silence it felt as though my heartbeat was amplified ten times over. He was over a hundred pounds greater than I, nearly a foot taller, and I knew he could move his muscled body into unbelievable sprints. Rain started falling in torrents while the storm raged outside. I was not afraid of the storms of nature; it was the storm inside this night that I knew I might not survive.
Anticipation was so great that I wanted to scream at him to get it over with... and true to my expectation he lunged for me and my body did not disappoint me as I flew down the stairs two at a time in my bare feet. He stalled for mere seconds to enjoy his pronouncement of a death sentence upon me:
“I AM GOING TO KILL YOU—YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCH—STONE DEAD!”He screamed like a crazed animal.
The date was February 13, of the year 1987, the night that I disappeared into a February rainstorm with five children and no place to go. I was twenty-nine years old.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
The Ghost at the Shelter by Sara Niles
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Sara Nile's Story: from 1957 from the Garden of Eden into the fire
Monday, January 27, 2014
The Rape of a Nation by Sara Niles
Sara Nile's Personal Narrative: September 11th, 2001, the Attack on The Twin Towers
"The day passed and by evening, the results of the attack, and the strategies were beginning to unfold, and I smelled war on the horizon, with more deaths and trouble to come"
From Rape of A Nation
Rape of a Nation