I've been thinking about Michael Jackson recently, and how everyone absolutely assumes he's been up to no good, but there's never been a court case against him at all. The implication being that he pays people off.
And it feels that that is your implication about disney, that they've made an offer too good to refuse, so that people don't talk about things that happened.
And I ask you...just how much would MJ or
Disneyland have to pay you, to keep you quiet if something happened to your children. I got up to 500 million before I realized that there was absolutely NOTHING that I could be offered to keep me quiet if MJ or someone at Disneyland did something bad to my child. ME? Maybe. 500 mil is a goodly sum of money. But Eamon? Absolutely NOTHING could make up for it. Nothing.
I figure most people would feel the same, especially about sexual abuse. I can't imagine a normal average parent NOT alerting the media. And IMO someone that WOULD take money to keep quiet about their child being assaulted, well, I have no good words for someone who might do that, though I bet my SIL would, and she's not a good person, and SHE has pretty much offered up, we believe, her two daughters to her roommates, considering the behaviour of her older girl towards my 4 year old son last summer (it was very very worrisome behaviour).
And I would worry about a kid going off to college without any preparation. My grandmother, my mom, and I all left home at 17. My grandma and mom to be married. Me for college. I left California and went to Washington state. Then my mom moved to Florida. IF I hadn't had the experience in watching out for myself that I had, how could I have dealt with being on a college campus? Walking to the store to get groceries? Heck, how could I have handled two solo trips to New Orleans? It all builds, and if you don't allow them any sort of freedom as young teens, when they go off to college at 17 or 18, what happens then?
Now I'm an anomaly, even for the time that I was raised. My mom had to work long hours and had no good kidcare. So at 9 I WAS the kidcare. For myself and my younger brother. There was no other option. I started babysitting young, and babysat for long hours. I can't even imagine leaving my dude home at 9, especially if he had a little sib, but then I have a different life than my mom, and we live in a different area (though we found out later that our cross-the-street neighbors weren't really all that nice at all!) so there are differences. I'm more protective over DS than my mom was of me.
Actually, the ONE time that someone creepy approached me...I was actually there WITH MY MOM. He did his creepiness right in front of her, perhaps not knowing she was my mom, perhaps not caring. My mom had to become a tigress to get this hulking man out of the building (she worked at a movie theater and it was after-hours as she was closing, and I'd gone to work with her to watch the movie). So gosh, in the face of someone like *that*, a parent makes no difference anyway, it wasn't that she was my mom, but rather that she was a second person in the room.
And even that experience helped me be stronger, more aware of my surroundings, knowing to not let my guard down even in familiar places...wish he hadn't approached me at all, of course, and glad he was able to be gotten out of the building.