(aka Bike, est. 2007) Part 2132 by Angharad Copyright © 2013 Angharad
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Danny had once tried to off himself and promised me he’d never do so again, but he was very upset and I couldn’t take the chance with him. I was tired and now very angry about those little toerags–for two pins I’d have them castrated and their balls flown from the school flagpole. Sadly, in a democracy that isn’t allowed, but I’d see what I could do to even things up a little, Sammi and the police computer came to mind–I was sure the way the copper had spoken to that boy he knew him, which probably meant he had form of some sort–I’m sure it could be entered on his facebook page, two can play at destroying reputations.
I stayed with Danni until she finally went off to sleep, and hearing the big girls come to bed, I slipped out of the room and spoke to Sammi. “Is it possible to hack facebook?”
She gave a look of pure astonishment, “Are you joking?”
“No, I’m deadly serious.”
“If you know what you’re doing you can hack anything, but if they catch you, you’re in deep doo-doo.”
“D’you know someone who could do it?”
“Probably, but it would take a few days to set it up.”
“That’s no good, I want it done now. I want a page taken down and the owner of the page severely embarrassed. I’m prepared to pay but I want no trail back to me.”
“This is very illegal, Mummy.”
“Yes, it’s illegal but it seems putting up photos of Danielle and Pia and giving their usual names isn’t.”
“Who did that?”
I explained. She nodded and came in and took Danni’s laptop up to her room. I went back into sit with my daughter. Half an hour later Sammi came down and beckoned me outside.
“The kid is Jack Gilbert, and he’s a regular scumbag. He’s the year above Danni and has form as long as your arm.”
“How d’you know that?”
“I called in a favour from a friend who checked the police data base, the same friend is going to try and take down the offending page–but it’s difficult–facebook are pretty secure. He’s also going to put up the list of convictions which include ten counts of shoplifting, breaking and entering, assault, terrorising an old lady who used to live next door.”
“She doesn’t now?”
“No she died, it seems he was lucky not to be charged with manslaughter. Oh and he’s been done for attempted blackmail of a gay man.”
“Oh so we have a nice little homophobe, what a pleasure it will be seeing him suffer.”
“He’ll take it down as soon as somebody he knows notices it, but hopefully some people will see it first.”
“I almost wish I could grab him stick him in a bra and panties and high heeled shoes and let him go in the middle of Gunwharf Quay on a Saturday afternoon.”
“Nice idea but it’s again a tad illegal.”
“Sadly, but we need to take his reputation down like he’s done Danni’s. She’s very worried about going to school.”
“Why can’t she go to another one?”
“Because I think she was planning on returning to boydom.”
“Boredom, you mean. Oh well her choice, though I must admit I was surprised it seemed to last so long. I’d have thought she’d have reverted long since. Perhaps she is transgendered?”
“I have my doubts, but she could be an occasional cross-over.”
“Whatever,” sighed Sammi.
“Thanks for your help, let me know how much your friend wants to take down the page and post the convictions.”
“We’ll see about that, night, Mummy,” she kissed me and scooted up the stairs. Danni was still asleep. I cleaned my teeth and went back in with him leaving a note on the bed for Simon to see where I was.
I was cuddled up with my daughter when a quiet tap on the door preceded it being opened and my name hissed. No guesses for who that was–all the subtlety of an enraged rhinoceros.
“What’re you doing in here?”
I left the sleeping teen and went out onto the landing. I explained what had happened and his demeanour changed, he became very angry. “Why can’t the kid play at being a girl if he wants to, and what does that little scrote want from it?”
“I have no idea, maybe just a powerplay. I have reason to believe he’s a homophobe.”
“What a lovely boy to have something awful happen to.”
“Simon, no broken arms and legs–please.”
“If he falls down a staircase?”
“Simon, no.”
“What are you two doing?” asked Sammi tripping down the stairs.
“I’m just bringing your dad up to speed.”
“The page is down and the convictions are up, it also appears he tried to rape a boy a couple of years ago.”
“The miserable little shit,” was Simon’s opinion and who was I to disagree.
“That’s gone up too, but will be taken down as soon as they see it. The police report is here.” She handed me a sheaf of papers, according to them he’d come on to another boy in a public toilet, calling the boy a fag and telling him to take his trousers off an bend over so he could give him a seeing to. The boy refused, was beaten up and then Gilbert masturbated over his unconscious body. The police identified him from the sperm.
Simon read it and looked at me. “Why isn’t this boy in custody?”
I shrugged. “He’s only fourteen, that might have something to do with it.”
“But he’s a thug.”
“Yes I know.”
“If only Harry Potter was real, we could have done something suitably horrible to him, hacking his facebook account doesn’t seem adequate for the misery and poison he’s spread.”
“Simon, that’s wishful thinking.”
“I know, look why don’t you go and get a few hours and I’ll sit with Dan.”
“You have to be up earlier than I do.”
“So?”
“No, I’ll be alright, you get some sleep.”
He kissed me and wished me a goodnight.
Trying to sleep two in a single bed is not my idea of fun but I did sleep a bit and as far as I know Danni slept all night. The next morning we chatted for a few minutes before getting up. Danni immediately looked at her computer which Sammi had restored to her room.
“It’s gone,” she gasped.
“What has?”
“The page with Pia, Cindy an’ me on it.”
“Maybe they made him take it down?” I speculated deliberately in error.
“He’s a right pig, look at this, Mummy,” she showed me the list of convictions and also suggested his number of friends had dropped. They were listed under, My Achievements.
I smirked to myself, Sammi’s friend was very good. Under profile it said, ‘I’m really a bottom, but hide behind an aggressive homophobic front. I’d love to have a boyfriend and do it with him, but I’m too scared of being outed. I paint my toenails just to have something feminine with me all the time.’
“He didn’t write this, did he?” she asked incredulously.
“I doubt it.”
“So who did then?”
“I have no idea.”
“I wish I did, I’d write and thank them.”
“Perhaps Jack will for outing him.”
Danni just laughed.
I hugged her. I had no idea what the future would bring for her or him but at least we’d all be there for her.
Comments
Okay...
Okay, while the kid deserves much of what he gets, I have problems with what was done... (Probably because it wasn't to my kid.)
I do wonder where the editorial team is taking this. So many possible ways this could go, and likely they'll pick a way I've not even thought of. LOL
1) Could have Dan* deny the whole thing (hard to do...)
2) Could have Dan* admit the photos were of "him", and say "so what, I looked better than any of you could!"...
3) The reverse posting could backfire on Cathy & Co... (Though, their $ would likely protect them.)
It's kinda important to recall that Dan*'s a star of their football team. There's a decent chance his teammates might rally round him which could really make the original photo postings backfire on the poster...
Perhaps the bully can finally come to terms with what he's done over the years.
Looking forward to seeing how things work out.
Annette
I would't have a clue
how to hack anything but the Internet is notorious for perpetuating lies, damned lies and statistics.
Another action-packed episode.
S.
A wonderful daily joy
I don't comment nearly enough, but I hope it's still sufficiently known and understood: I think EAFOAB is an awesome feuilleton and truly an epic labour of love. Without a daily dormouse to brighten the day it's a little sadder I'll go to sleep at night. Although I won't ever begrudge the ever so occasional skip for a day. Or two. Who among us would?
No, I still find myself eagerly F5-ing BCTS when the evening comes to a close, for an update and/or new plot development. It never disappoints. Thank you Angharad.
Jo-Anne
Glad to see that Cathy remebered the recent past
that the trip to paris caused quite a stir with Danni.
I would have wanted to do the same thing for my child. Because Facebook is such a place that anyone can post anything, I made the choice to make sure I am not a part of it, to date neither are my children or my Beloved Jas.
Though sometimes any place you share part of your life can be dangerous.
Goddess Bless you
Love Desiree
This should just be the start
The little thug in training needs to be pressed even harder. This facebook change thing cannot be the only thing done to him as he can just say somebody was pranking him.
Kim
Angharad My sweet Lady
As being a mama Wolf I must say the little Cretan would already be missing a few essential bodily parts. I have never been able to wrap my head around why portended civilized countries would allow such crimes to be repeatedly committed by people with out the law enforcing its self. Recently there has been this tsunami of bullying and senseless violence against any one weaker,the bullies are being given a green light to do there worst. If someone stands up the defender is charged as the criminal and receives very harsh punishment. The two cases in Florida comes to mind, the young man hunted down and shot to death by an unstable vigilante. The shooter is given a free pass and the young many is character assassinated to enplane away the situated. The second situation A domestic violence victim drives off her abusive ex spouse and she is the one who is thrown into jail.
Beings in so many ways the English culture is the parent to the American culture "even though we are separated by a common language" it would appear that the same thought process is active on both sides of the pond. I am concerned that I am noticing the insanity of the old empire attitude of supremest domination is returning with a vengeance.
Bike has a very strong theme and spine of reality running through its fictional situations so this situation appears to be heavy on your mind as well. If you would be as kind as to share your thoughts on the matter I would be very interested.
Michele
With those with open eyes the world reads like a book
Okay so perhaps
Cathys revenge was a little over the top, Can't say that i feel sorry for that little scroat Jack Gilbert , What goes around comes around imo , I suppose karmna does seem to have a way of balancing thinks out ,So Lets just hope that Karma gets its measurements wrong....
Kirri