A good piece of punditry but two caveats for us … one is that it’s American scouting … another is that it gets into the male on male abuse but fails to tackle the influx of girls later, plus Woke left sleaze, drugs etc.
My own experience of scouting was first as a Cub, usual thing for kids my age … DYB DYB DYB etc … and being really angered by the cow of an Akela (a woman) who made another kid Senior Sixer. This was the second time I saw that certain types did not like me one little bit. In blogging these days, it’s par for the course but back then, it was: “What did I do wrong?”
Don’t get me wrong … I did much wrong, a right little spotty herbert, into anything going … but this was something else.
Then we get to the abuse … in Cubs, no recollection of any by anyone but once I clocked over 12 years, something certainly changed. I did a stint as a child model, don’t know how, imo, was ugly as kids went, plus adults were starting to feel me up and I’m thinking WTH is this? Even my grandmother commented on my legs. You whaaa?
A company director, a gay man down the road, a CofE minister, chaplain. So there was that.
I went on to Scouts and the first camp came up. Can’t remember but think six to a tent … palliases, sleeping bags. Now we were the juniors and the talk was all about the big tent with the 14 year olds, sex maniacs. We decided to shut out any of that lot if they tried busting in. The scout leaders? Nah, hardly saw them … men in shorts plus women.
Someone suggested we try some sodomy, two in a sleeping bag. Never did it, it was a turnoff, the very idea. My parents visited on parents day and I asked to go home. My father obviously misunderstood and took the stoic Tyke “stick it out” line. Sigh.
My only other experience was at 14 on school camp when a fellow camper and I playacted it one lunchtime, nothing happened but lots of noise. That was the last time any of that sort of thing came close because firstly, I really was abused by “respectable” men, plus women in a couple of cases … turned me off for life. Plus the reappearance in our lives of … drumroll … girls.
Thought a couple of times since those days … would I have if it had been a girl on that first camp? With her I mean? For sure I’d say, plus we did have the girl next door over at my place, my mate and I one day … so yes, we 100% would have. Which is why I’m wondering why the presenter did not mention the girls joining scouts. Talk about open invitation to teenage pregnancies.
Whole thing now is impossible I’d venture to say … the scouting movement … the hoe culture is now ubiquitous.
I was a Cub Scout, but when the time came to move up (Scouts) I joined the ACF. No problems (kiddie fiddling) in the Cubs, our Akela was my Sunday School teacher and he was a pastor in the army during WW2. He wished me well in the Army Cadets when I left. Never saw him again. My unit was attached to the Wessex Regiment (V) and we shared the same drill hall. I joined in 1969 and loved every minute – the experience of firing a .303 Lee Enfield at age 12 will never leave me. A few years later I started noticing girls and it’s been downhill ever since. Happy days đ