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Should Authorities Be Called On Children Who Bully? (YUP, Enough Is Enough)

 

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The Video Above Was Posted By One Of My Favorite YouTube Families/Mom. This Video. This Video Focuses On Children Who Bully and Their Parents Do Not Reprimand Them. This Mom Got Tired of These Neighborhood Kids Bullying Her Son, So She Got The Authorities Involved. 

I Applaud Her For Taking That Action. WHY? Because Children Just As Adults Should At Some Point Be Held Accountable For Their BAD Behavior. Here In America In Todays Society Children Seem To Be Allowed To Get Away With Their Unacceptable Behavior Just Because They Are Not 18 or Older. 

Because They Are Not Considered Adults, So They Get A Free Pass To Cut Up And Give Adults Their Teachers, Parents, Legal Guardians, Authorities Their Asses To Kiss. I Could Be Wrong, But This is The Way I See Things Here In America.      

When It Comes To Bullying, Well That's At An All Time High, Its Out Of Control and These Kids Who Bully and Their Ignorant Parents Need To Be Dealt With. BULLYING In This Society I Don't Give A Rats Ass How Old, Young You Are Should NEVER Be Tolerated. 

If Bullying Is Not Immediately Dealt With It Can Cause Irreparable Harm To The Victim and Their Families.   In Today's World We Can't Just Turn Our Backs On Kids Who Bully Other Children and Just Say 'Oh Their Just Kids Being Kids.' That's NOT How LIFE Works. 

Kids Who Bully Today Other Kids In Todays Society Aim To Cause The Most Psychological, Physical and Verbal Damage To Their Victims. Each Year, Each Month, Each, Week, Each Day Somewhere In America A Child(ren) Commit Suicide Because They Are Being Viciously Bullied On A Daily Basis By Their Peers.  

Words Can Do A lot More Damage Than Physical Beatings and Bullys are Too Stupid Understand The Psychological Damage They Cause When They Verbally Abuse Their Victims and When They Blurt Out Words Like 'Go Kill Yourself, Nobody Likes You, Everyone Hates You etc.' 

As An Adult How Would YOU Feel If Someone Kept  Verbally Degrading You? It Would Hurt You, Now Just Imagine What A Feels When They Are Verbally Degraded On A Daily Basis By Kids Who Bully Them.  'Psychological Torture' Is Very REAL and That Is Exactly What Kids and Adult Bullies Are Good at Doing Whether They Realize it or Not. 

Its' Way Past Time ALL Bullies Both Children and Adults Be Held Fully Accountable For The Way They Choose To Treat Others. Bullying Should NEVER Be Accepted Under Any Circumstances and Bullies Need To Be Called Out Even If That Means Getting The Authorities and Court Systems Involved, So Fuckin' Be It. 

Saving The Lives Of Children Who Are Being Bullied Is What's Most Important. Plus Holding Kids Accountable For Their BAD Behavior Opens The Door To Identifying The Issues Going On Within The Bullies Home. 

Is Their Bullying Related To How They Are Being Treated At Home? Are They Being Verbally, Physically, Sexually Abused? Are Their Psychological and Physical Needs Being Neglected? Are They Being Forced To Assume Responsibilities at Home That They Are Not Ready For? 

ALL Of This and A Hell of Alot More Helps To Create The Mind Children Who Bully and Don't Give A Fuck About Themselves or Anyone Else. 

Then You Have Children Who Are Just Born Fuckin' Evil Because Their Brains Are Not Wired Right and or They Were Genetically Tampered With While In Their Mom's Womb, But That's A Whole Nother' Story..  

The Fucked Up, Corrupt System We Exist In Does NOT Want To Go This Deep Down The Dark Rabbit Hole. Its' A lot Easier For Them To Either Ignore The Issue of Bullying or Simply Say 'Their Just Kids Being Kids.' 

Before You Know It These Kids Who Are Bullies Grow Up and What Do They Do? They Spend Much of Their Lives Making A Jail Cell Their 2nd Home or They Get Into Relationships and Abuse Their Partners/Spouses. 

This is How The Cycle Of Abuse is Created Within Family Units. Bullies Who Are Not Set Straight at a Young Age Grow Up To Be ABUSERS. The Satanic Cabal Be They Human/Alien Who Rule Earth Love Creating Cycles of Abuse Because as DEMONS They Feed On That Negative ENERGY. 

This is Yet Another Reason Why There is No Great Rush or Effort To Prevent or Stop Bullying Within The US. DEMONS Thrive Off Of Constant Chaos. 

This Is Where REAL Parents Come In To Play. Parents Like This Woman/Mom In This Video. She Had Enough Of Neighborhood Kids Bullying Her 7 Year Old Son. She Tried To Talk To The Parents About Their Kids Behavior That Didn't Work So She Took Matters Up To The Next Level and I Would Have Done The Same Exact Thing. 

Bullies Need To Be Taught That Bullying In This Society Is NOT Acceptable and Their Are Consequences For Those Who Proceed To Bully. Personally Speaking At A Certain Age I'd Click Some Baby Handcuffs On Them and Set Them In The Police Car and Go Around The Block A Few Times. 

Next Step Take A Ride To The Police Station and Set Up A Baby Jail Cell For Them. Let Them Know This Is Where Kids Who Bully Other Kids Are Sent Too. Sometimes You Have To Put A Little Fear Into These Kids To Get Them To Take Shit Seriously. 

When It Comes To Bullying A Child To The Point Where That Child Feels They Have No Support, No Way Out Other Than To Take Their Own Lives. Heads Need To Roll and Both Parent and The Child(ren) Who Bullied Need To Be Held Fully Accountable For Their Actions or Lack Of. 

Some Parents Need To Grow The Fuck Up And Pay Attention To Shit Going On Outside of Their Realm. They Also Need To Take Responsibility For Their Kids Bullying Behavior. How A Child Acts Outside Of The Home Reflective of What's Going On Inside Their Home. 

In Todays World Here In America There Are Many Young People Who Create Babies, But They Aint' Mentally Fit or Ready To Be A Parent 24/7.    

NEWSFLASH: Half Ass Parenting Don't Work. If You Aint' Ready To Be A REAL & RESPONSIBLE Parent Don't Make A Baby. If You Think You're OLd Enough To Phuck, You're Old Enough To Learn How To Use Protection/Birth Control. 

This Goes Out To The Male Counter Parts As Well. If You Aint' Ready To Financially Raise a Kid and Be A Parent Wrap Your Shit Up or Better Yet Keep It In Your Goddamn Pants. Boys Think Its' ok To Swing Their Shit All Over The Place and When A Baby Comes They Run Away From Their Responsibilities, That Shit Needs To STOP Too. 

Broken Homes, Lack of Maturity & Parenting Skills Contribute To The Creation of Bullies. No Matter How You Phrase It 'Bullying Is Abuse' and If The Behavior Is' Not Stopped & Corrected it Can Turn Into A Cycle of Abuse and Within That Cycle Many Peoples Lives Can Be Destroyed or Come To A Complete END.   

Its' Time Parents Are Held Fully Accountable For Their Child(rens) Bullying Behavior and Its' Time To Hold Children Accountable For The Bullying of Other Children. The Judicial System Need To Add Bullying To Their Rosters. 

Mandatory Counseling & Psychiatric Support Should Also Be Included For The Bully and Their Parent(s). Support & Counseling Should Also Be Provided For The Victim or Survivors of The Victims.   

 Yes, I Know This is A Topic Most People Want To Sweep Under The Rug and Act Like it Doesn't Exist. Ask Yourselves 'How Would I Feel If My Child Were Bullied To A Point Where They Felt Suicide Was Their Only Option To Alleviate Their Pain?' or Ask Yourself 'How Would I Feel Knowing My Child Bullied Another Child To The Point They Committed Suicide?' 

No Parent Would Want To Be On Either Side. So, If You Don't Like Something Get Up Off Your Butts And Do Something To Help Make Positive Change.  Fuck The Old Satanic Corrupt System YOU Are Here, We ALL Are Here To Rewrite History and Make Positive Change For ALL Humankind.

Sen-I  

    

 

Kids Who Bully Other Kids Cause Their Victims Long/Short Term Psychological Trauma

Every morning, Calvin would shoot out the front door like a firecracker—yelling goodbye to the dog, waving his toy dinosaur, and racing toward the bus like it was the best part of his day. He was six, full of life, and grinning like he had a secret to share with the world.

But then, things began to dim.

At first, it was subtle. A missing smile. A quiet “good morning” barely whispered. Then came the stomachaches with no cause. Sleepless nights. The hallway light left on. And eventually… the drawings stopped.

Calvin, who once filled entire walls with dinosaurs and dragons, now handed me blank pages—or worse, angry black scribbles crumpled into balls.

I tried to tell myself it was just a phase. But deep down, I knew better.

So one morning, I didn’t just watch from the porch—I walked him all the way to the bus.

He clung to his backpack straps like they were the only solid thing he had. No smile. No wave. When the bus doors hissed open, he hesitated like he was stepping into something dangerous.

“Go ahead, sweetheart,” I said softly. “You’ve got this.”

He nodded, eyes full of storm clouds, and stepped aboard.

That’s when I saw it.

He headed toward the front, but a kid in the back made a comment—something I couldn’t hear but didn’t need to. There was a smirk. A nudge. A finger pointing.

Calvin pulled his hat low, turned to the window, and wiped his cheek with his sleeve.

He was crying.

And then—something unexpected.

The bus didn’t move.

Miss Carmen, our longtime driver, still holding the wheel with one hand, reached back with the other. She didn’t say a word.

She just offered her hand.

And Calvin took it like it was a lifeline.

They stayed like that—silent, still—for a long moment. Just her hand wrapped around his, holding him steady.

Later that day, the bus pulled up and parked—but Miss Carmen didn’t just wave goodbye.

She climbed out, walked straight over to the waiting parents, and said what no one else would.

“Some of your kids are h.u.rting other kids,” she said. Calm. Clear. Unapologetic.

Some parents looked confused. Others offended.

She continued, “This isn’t harmless teasing. It’s b.u.l.l.ying. Targeting. Scaring a child so badly, he cries every single morning. That’s not just ‘kids being kids.’ That’s something we fix.”

Then she looked at me. “I’ve seen your son shrink into his seat for three weeks. I saw him tripped in the aisle. I heard him called a ‘freak.’ And nobody said a word.”

I felt the guilt hit like a wave. I hadn’t seen it. Not fully.

And then Miss Carmen delivered the line I’ll never forget:

“We fix it now. Not next week. Not when it’s easier. Today. Or I start naming names. And trust me—I know every one of them.”

She climbed back onto her bus and drove away like it was just another day.

But for us, it wasn’t.

That night, I finally asked Calvin what was going on. And this time, I really listened.

He told me everything—

About the boy who shoved his lunch off the table.

The group that mocked his dinosaur hoodie.

The time someone tore his drawing and laughed.

And how, each day, he felt smaller… more invisible.

I held him that night as he cried—not just because of what happened, but because he finally *could*.

The next morning, we walked into school together. This time, we didn’t just drop him off. We asked to speak with the principal, the counselor, and yes—Miss Carmen came too. She stood by us like a quiet warrior, nodding as Calvin told his story.

The school took action. Not the polite kind—the real kind. Meetings were called. Parents were informed. Policies were enforced. Teachers kept sharper eyes. And most importantly, the kids who had hurt Calvin were held accountable.

But change didn’t just happen in the office. It started showing up in the hallways.

A classmate left Calvin a kind note.

A teacher asked him to lead story time.

Someone invited him to sit at lunch.

It wasn’t perfect, not all at once. But Calvin started drawing again. First a tiny T. rex in the corner of a page. Then a whole herd of brontosauruses charging across the fridge.

One morning a few weeks later, Calvin bolted out the door, waving his toy dinosaur like a flag again. He yelled goodbye to the dog, spun in a circle, and ran to the bus.

At the top of the steps, he paused—and turned back.

“I’m okay now, Mama,” he said. “You fixed it.”

But the truth is… he fixed it.

With his courage.

His honesty.

And the quiet strength to keep going.

And Miss Carmen? She still drives the same route. Still keeps one hand on the wheel—

And the other, always ready to reach back.

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