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Concern for bullying – the latest ‘outrage’ to pretend we care about children?

  • 10-11-2012 8:13pm
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    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 19


    I have been bullied several times in my life and on occasion I have been the bully. This may be common.

    The Amanda Todd case has embarrassed us all into showing concern. And the truth is we should be embarrassed.

    We all have seen the early stages of bullying and we chose to do absolutely nothing about it. We design and live in a society that encourages bullying and fails to react until it is too late. Why do we wait for a tragic event before acting?

    In debates like these we typically hear terms like 'cyber' bullying bandied about. It’s almost like an aha moment for some. “Aha cyber bullying...that’s it...ok lets ban facebook and YouTube for all under 16 and that’ll solve it...what that didn’t solve it...ok let’s hold a referendum to declare kids are the most important asset in our society and it will at least look like we are doing something...” The words ‘deck chairs’ and ‘titanic’ come to mind.

    In some ways it’s the same as the term 'road' rage. Rage is rage is rage – it makes no difference if you are driving a car, drunk outside the chipper or pissed off with a work colleague or loved one. Similarly, bullying is bullying is bullying. Some would rather blame social media than face the possibility that the current model society is messed up!

    Throughout this article I will use the word bullying although I cannot say it is the same definition others hold. It’s my definition, open to interpretation, disagreement and feedback.

    My school experience
    While the bullying I experienced at primary school would not make newspaper headlines it was bullying nonetheless. It took the form of name calling. Kids in my primary school had a special name for me and my family. It was a name they used to poke fun at us and in particular our father. It also took the form of touching, pushing and shoving. I was filled with dread when I saw the bully approach.

    It involved being shouted at, beaten and humiliated by one teacher at the grand old age of 5. The beatings I received from her came from the side of a ruler on an outstretched hand, a red stoned cladagh ring buried into the top of my head as punishment for scoring 3 out of 10 in our weekly spelling tests, cigarette smoke blown into my face, degrading comments such as “...my granny was a cowboy...” in response to my having the audacity to attempt answer a question I did not get right, being relegated to first class, when I was in second class, for not being able to answer another question.

    The truth was, I knew the answer. I just froze. I was afraid of similar humiliation being foist upon me should I be incorrect. I was afraid of the laughing sneers of my classmates, which really said “...thank God that’s not me being laughed at...” . I was afraid of the thoughts of that Claddagh ring being buried into my head again whilst smelling cheap and nasty perfume.

    I was never sure what exactly lead to my headaches. Was it the impact of her pointed ring, the rancid smell of the stale smoke on her clothes or the cheap perfume emanating from her every pour?

    Shame. The Claddagh ring is such a beautiful ring with such a beautiful story and meaning yet its meaning for me is abuse, hate and violence.

    I was a quiet child at school. Not brilliant academically but not awful either. In any case it doesn’t matter because regardless of your performance nothing deserved the treatment I received. Maybe it was my quiet nature that invited the bullying. The idea that the bully could see that this guy wasn’t going to retaliated or he came from such a nice and pleasant family that they would never cause a fuss. Don’t worry I am not blaming myself for any of this, I was 5 after all, I am just trying to get to the bottom of it.

    The other forms of bullying I experienced was from a girl in my 6th class. Repeatedly she would come over to my desk, situated beside the book case, and as she would pick up a book she would mockingly rub her hand up and down my thigh saying ‘oh Peter you’re so...” I can’t even remember the last words were. I think I blocked them out. We were both 10 years old at the time. What on earth was going on in her home? What on earth was going on in mine that I couldn’t stand up for myself?

    Once primary school finished so too did most of the bullying. There was, however, one final incident of bullying in secondary school from a kid a year younger than me. At 13 years of age that one year is so important. Occasionally he would deliberately run into me and hit me in the chest provided there was an audience. Again I can only wonder what was going on in his household. It didn’t last long. All of a sudden it stopped. Not sure why. I never reacted to him and that was somewhat motivated by my own fear of a physical confrontation and somewhat tactical as in ‘if you ignore them they go away’ and go away he did. Or maybe it was my older brother who had a word with him. A word from my older brother was more than enough to frighten anybody in our school.

    Some years later I saw that bully and what had become of his life. I wondered what he did now to get his pleasures. It seemed he was still searching.

    There was also the time in College, this time aged eighteen, where I allowed myself to be bullied by my housemates. Ending in my being picked up by 7 or 8 of them and dropped into a bath full of hot water and kitchen spices. Yes it does sound weird and somewhat perverted. I mean why didn’t they just give me a good kicking. A bath full of hot water and kitchen spices seemed a bit kinky. Again I will ask – what on earth was going on in their home lives?

    Later I learned that all of these bullies, students and teacher alike, were very insecure people. But why did they have to take their insecurities out on me? Of course I have learned now to stand up for myself but when you are 5 or 10 you don’t have such thoughts. I even went through a period of standing up for myself too much and taking things too far and ultimately becoming a bully myself. Did I know I was a bully at the time? Not at all.

    Me as a bully
    I didn’t believe I was a bully when in secondary school, me and some friends chased after a classmate to call them hurtful names and sling hurtful insults at them about their family. We went out of our way to do it and to the point that it was clearly not a joke. They were clearly upset by what we had said. Which made it all the funnier for us bullies.

    In later years when I became a manager I was incredibly insecure. I had no confidence in my abilities so I silenced any form of opposition. It made for a very uncomfortable work atmosphere and I apologise to those who worked with me. I was performing a role I felt others expected of me. I felt it would give me great standing in the company and the HR community in Dublin I wanted to be a part of – even though I hated it and didn’t understand it.

    More than that I cannot say. I was not on the receiving end of it so I don’t fully know its impact. I often reflect upon it and wonder what it was like for those guys. Of course until I hear from them I will never fully know or understand it. I would love to hear from them.

    These acts, however, do not go unpunished. What goes round comes around. It is for this reason I feel I got my comeuppance. I got my comeuppance at one workplace in particular. I deserved it and ultimately it served me well.

    My work experience – bullied again
    In July 2007 I landed my dream job - Training Officer in the HR office at a well respected charity organisation. A charity organisation that claimed to live by “7 primary values”. I believe today there are 8. No. 1 on this list of values is ‘Respect’.

    Now that I look back, the warning signs were there from that start. One month into the job I realised I was the fourth person to hold that job in that same year. Of the three previous job holders, the longest to hold that position had left in January 2007. She had held the position for about 3 – 4 years. She was allegedly bullied out of it by the HR manager. The same HR manager I had the pleasure of serving under. It came as a total shock to me. Bullying in a charity? And one so respected and full of respect? Surely not?

    The job started well, I got on with people and started doing my work. Yet for some reason I seemed to get on the wrong side of a key person in the organisation. And then I got on the wrong side of another key person and eventually this got back to my HR manager. From here it began. Now, not for one minute am I claiming I am a model employee. Not for one minute am I claiming my performance was exemplary. There were faults in my performance that is for sure. My performance is not the point, the behaviour of my manager and one other key employee in the HR office is. We’ll call her ‘the bulldog’.

    Once I got on the wrong side of these key personnel I got called more frequently to what they call ‘supervision’. Supervision is a farcical attempt by the organisations in the voluntary sector to manage performance and give and receive feedback from employees. It’s some kind of three pronged triangular approach. You know the kind of thing HR folk and clueless managers love? I know this because I have been that HR and clueless manager.

    The reality, at least the reality I saw, was they, like many other work organisations, admired and rewarded compliance. So it is exactly this they expect in supervision.

    How did I manage to get on the wrong side of so many? Well maybe that’s where the answer lies. As far as I know it started as a result of an e-mail I sent out requesting people attend fire safety training. I was having trouble getting people to sign up for training and this training was an absolute must for a particular group of employees. So I sent out an e-mail stating if they did not sign up for training a date would be assigned to them. Apparently the word was that this was a heavily worded e-mail. I couldn’t see how it was. In the private sector it would have been totally acceptable.

    But who knows how the bullying really began. Maybe they were reacting to something they saw in me that they did not like about themselves. Who knows?

    So you could say I got what I deserved. In retaliation for this e-mail they decided to make my life misery by checking everything I did, feeding me incomplete information, criticising me for incomplete tasks, belittling me at meetings in front of colleagues, interviewing candidates for HR positions in the office without my knowledge, having other members of staff check on my performance in their absence.

    At one of these famous supervision meetings, held in a room next to a director’s office where there was no sound proofing, I was eventually handed our probation policy (3 and a half months into the job) informing me I could be fired if my performance did not improve. I had never seen any such policy before and I worked in the policy writing office that is HR. Although in fairness to them they did write many an inaccurate and inconsistent policy so it is entirely possible that it did exist but was called something completely different!

    The feedback I received on my performance was shoddy and never once gave me any direction or assistance. I was told I needed to “...improve my performance...” When I asked for clarification on this I was told “...you know...you have to do better...” this went on and I received no further clarification.

    Every single aspect of my performance came under the spotlight from that point on. The most basic of tasks became a nightmare for me as I knew it was all being scrutinised – quite possibly to the detriment of their own work – so I inevitably messed up and I can only imagine their work did not get done – but that wouldn’t be unusual. I will never forget the time I forgot to book sandwiches for a training course...my goodness...you’d swear I had embezzled funds.

    Of course, none of this was helped by the fact that I, as Training Officer, had the audacity to question what we spent on training. You would imagine a charity organisation would try to make as many savings as it could? Right? Wrong. When I noticed we were paying way above the odds for a beginners IT course I shopped around. I rang one of my old workplaces, who ran IT courses, and they offered the same course for 1/3 the price. When I informed my HR manager of this great saving she replied, “what’s your cut”!

    We stayed with the over-priced provider.

    I mistakenly learned that next time I should just act and not bother to consult. So when I discovered we were also paying above the odds for an interview skills training course I shopped around and booked a much cheaper and equally as good provider. This did not go down well at all and the pressure upon me increased.

    And so it went. And it got worse. Relations soured and I was effectively on a clock to my dismissal. Eventually I gave them my verbal notice to leave which they followed up with a letter along the lines of “...well we were just about to fire you anyway...” My last week consisted of making preparations for a handover – which I cooperated with completely. However, this was not enough for the bull bog second in command in HR. She insisted upon hounding me on the second last day, even after we had just been out for a goodbye dinner, to ensure the handover was complete. My final day was greeted with a sense of great relief on my side and also great fear.

    I had no job lined up, had just committed to buying a new car and my then wife had just started a new low paid job with no security.

    Oh, did I mention this was a charity working with very vulnerable people – the homeless! I often joked, in which there was a grain of truth, I could be soon using their services.

    However, every cloud does have a silver lining. It was a blessing in disguise and the start of a great wake up call for me. It was a wake-up call saying the office 9-5 routine procedures bound nonsense was not for me. And it wasn’t. Although it would take redundancy and 6 months on the dole before that penny would finally drop. It was also a wake-up call to learning the true meaning of ‘respect’. I would like to think that this organisation has begun a similar journey to understanding the true meaning of their No.1 value.

    And just like the secondary school bully, I saw that workplace bully, one year ago, in her home town. I was working for the local newspaper and doing my real dream job. I saw her looking the worst for wear, presumably after a few pints, arguing with, who I assume from the gist of the argument, was her partner. Initially it felt good to see her looking so miserable and having such a rotten time Yet afterwards I felt for her. It was only a five second snapshot yet it gave me the impression that it happened quite a lot in her life. It made sense why she was so miserable in work, just as I had been. Was this the reason she took it out on me and allegedly on others?

    So what do we do about bullying in society? Having experienced it I can safely say that I don’t know - I haven’t a clue! Maybe there is nothing we can do. Maybe the best we can do is to encourage our society to become reflective. To consider our actions each day. Ask ourselves were our actions helpful, respectful and loving? If we begin like this then maybe we can pass it on to our children and we can create something beautiful. A society where, at the very least, kids won’t take their lives or parents won’t have to involve Gardaí or threaten the school with legal action before they do something about bullies in school. One thing I learned from working in HR is even when the ‘guilty’ party is proven to be ‘guilty’ and is punished accordingly rarely do they or the victim feel real justice has been done. So you can be assured that a vengeful response is on its way and further retaliation.

    Mediation is along the right lines. Mediation can mean everybody wins. Why? Because everybody’s concerns are addressed and hopefully resolved. Everybody has their say, gets to tell their story and have their concerns aired. Even the ‘bully’. Because even the ‘bully’ has their reasons. We may not like it but unless we are prepared to listen and engage with people who behave like this we will have many more cases of ‘cyber bullying’ and God knows what the next term will be.

    Bullying is not the problem. Encouraging kids to live an aggressively just might be. Unless we listen and engage at an early stage we will continue to have an aggressive society and unless we listen and engage at an early stage we will have many more teen suicides.


Comments

  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 155 ✭✭Rosedust84


    TL:DR

    And fix your space bar :/


  • Moderators, Computer Games Moderators Posts: 11,139 Mod ✭✭✭✭Mr. Manager




  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 19 engageyourmind


    Rosedust84 wrote: »
    TL:DR

    And fix your space bar :/

    cheers dude, it came out wron on copy and paste...


  • Moderators, Computer Games Moderators Posts: 11,139 Mod ✭✭✭✭Mr. Manager


    cheers dude, it came out wron on copy and paste...

    You might want to state in your opening post that you've just taken it from the internet and that it's not actually about you.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 2,894 ✭✭✭UCDVet


    The case of Amanda embarrassed all of us would like to show concern. The truth is that we should be ashamed.

    We saw all stages of bullying and chose to do nothing at all. We design and live in a society that encourages bullying and not react before it is too late. Why wait until the tragic event before acting?

    These discussions often hear terms like "cyberbullying mouth. It's almost like aha moment for some. "Ah ... cyberbullying is all ... Ok lets ban Facebook and YouTube for all aged under 16 years and the work ... will not solve ... ok we will hold a referendum to declare children are the most important resource in our society, and at least give the impression they are doing something ... "" Relax "Words and" Titanic "come to mind.

    In a way, is the same as "the way" the wrath of the term. Rabies is a dog is a dog - there is no difference if you drive a car, in the case of sugar and pleasure a heart with a member or co-worker or family. Similarly, the intimidation and harassment of bullying. Some prefer to blame social media to consider a model of society is messed up!

    In this article, I will use the word bullying, even though I can not say that this is the same as the definition of the other claim. Definitions open to dispute and interpretation and feedback.

    My experience at the school

    Although I have not molested in elementary school, not the headlines is intimidation, however. It took the form of insults. Children of elementary school my special name for me and my family. Was the name used to make fun of us and especially for our father. He also took the form of touch, push, push. Was filled with fear when I saw the crude approach.


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  • Closed Accounts Posts: 4,094 ✭✭✭jd007


    I like turtles


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 19 engageyourmind




  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 19 engageyourmind


    You might want to state in your opening post that you've just taken it from the internet and that it's not actually about you.


    it is did you not get that the blog and my name here are the same?


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 26,899 ✭✭✭✭BBDBB


    looks like the therapy is working for you OP


  • Moderators, Computer Games Moderators Posts: 11,139 Mod ✭✭✭✭Mr. Manager


    that mine...

    Plugging your article?

    You've not even added anything regarding a discussion, just pasted a wall of text...


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 717 ✭✭✭Noodleworm


    I always thought one of the main problems in schools was the fact we use this term bullying, but few people even think thats what they're doing. In the Amanda Todd case people used her own actions as the reasons for her torment, such as calling her a slut, or that girl who beat her up for hooking up with her boyfriend. For teens a big divide, either your a virgin, or a whore. no grey area. and people think they can treat you how they want as long as it makes sense to them.

    Kids in schools these days don't see themselves as a bully, their either asserting authority, trying to look tough, telling annoying people they don't like them, trying to get revenge for something petty, etc etc. Think about how some people think its ok to ridicule the overweight, using the logic that its unhealthy anyway, so they should feel bad. Thats essentially whats going on. The reason its such a problem in school is because we hear the victims sides and see movies where kids are cruel for no reason. We need to look at the huge range of shapes it takes, and make people think of the consequences of actions that they don't even think twice about.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 5,073 ✭✭✭Pottler


    So the Charity Concern is bullying people in schools and at work?
    I tried reading it, I really did, but there were no explosions or car chases and my mind wandered.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 555 ✭✭✭Hippies!



    In some ways it’s the same as the term 'road' rage. Rage is rage is rage – it makes no difference if you are driving a car, drunk outside the chipper or pissed off with a work colleague or loved one.

    Chipper rage :pac:


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 491 ✭✭Spiritual


    AH is for short to the point posts, humour , sarcasm and outright rage are expected. If I want a book I will download it and listen to it.


  • Registered Users, Subscribers, Registered Users 2 Posts: 47,352 ✭✭✭✭Zaph


    OP, kindly keep your blog to yourself and Boards for discussions, that way nobody gets banned for spamming their blog here. Thanks.


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