In a statement yesterday Ms Mullinar claimed 10 per cent of abuse victims at Heal for Life, or more than 500 people, reported being victims of satanic ritual abuse.
In her only interview yesterday she told the Newcastle Herald satanic ritual abuse was where children were sexually assaulted ‘‘in the name of Satan’’, then told ‘‘You are bad, you are evil, and you belong to Satan’’.
‘‘For me, because this is my truth, I’m not going to deny it because it sounds just too bizarre,’’ she said.
‘‘If it’s in the name of Satan, I can tell you it does terrible things to your head.
‘‘It’s a group of people who sexually abuse children, do it in the name of Satan and that’s what they call themselves.
‘‘It’s not a big deal. It’s just the way it is.’’
You know how you can tell that isn’t real? Because if there was a cult of people abusing hundreds of kids, you probably wouldn’t shrug & say it wasn’t a big deal.
Imagine being six years old and reading an anthropology primer about Stone Age Man: “After a hard day’s search for food on the veldt, stone age man was probably glad to get back to the warm cave. No doubt he was comforted by the same everyday activities we are today: the heat of the fire, good food, his family about him. Can you imagine him laughing and tousling your hair? Can you see him picking up your six month old baby brother and breast feeding him—”
At this point, the six year-old might burst into tears in sheer confusion. He? Breast feed? “Don’t cry,” says the teacher. “It’s all right. We all get confused at first. You just have to remember that he really means he or she. See? It’s easy!” But it’s not easy. It makes no sense to her. Why say “he” when you mean “she?” As she grows older, she will keep asking. No one will give her an answer she understands. Her tears of bewilderment will become ones of rage. She will get tired of reading about Man the Hunter, mankind’s outward urge to the stars, the exogamous impulses of man, the man on the street, one man one vote…. She will be sick to death of continually being excluded.
"No, no, no," you might say gently, "she’s not being excluded. He is inclusive. He means us all. She’ll learn. After all, he is the generic pronoun in English."
If that truly were the case, if “he” and “man” really did mean “he and she” and “man and woman,” our six year old would not have been confused. But at age six, she has already internalized the real architecture of language; she knows that he means he and she means she. The only thing she doesn’t know is how to pretend otherwise, the way grown ups do. She doesn’t understand why she shouldn’t point out what seems so obvious to her: he-man language isn’t wearing any clothes.
Before you start to sputter, answer the following question honestly. How comfortable would you feel reading this next sentence aloud from our hypothetical anthropology primer: “How long ago was it that man found himself available for sex throughout the whole of his menstrual cycle and not just during a clearly defined oestrus?” Nicola Griffith: “Alien in Our Own Tongue”