This is my "Letter to the Editor" of
the Nassau Guardian
My response to the Amendment to the
Sexual Offences Act to include marital rape.
I support the amendment.
[
The
Bahamas Government website ]
September 6, 2009
Dear Editor:
I did not want to share my family story
with the public because it involves intimate aspects of my
late Mother’s conjugal life and the memory of her abuse is
still very painful. After hearing and reading the
Bahamas Christian Council’s statement on the amendment of
the Sexual Offense Act, I decided to overcome my reticence
and share part of this story with the public in the hope to
engage, educate, sensitize, and help persons understand the
dynamics of domestic violence and sexual abuse.
The Valleray family is considered the
“bourgeoisie” of Martinique. My mother, Marguerite, was an
educated and trained teacher who eventually became the first
female to hold ministerial credential in the Seventh-day
Adventist Church. Local church historians recorded my
mother’s accomplishment as the most successful evangelist
who baptized, in her time, more persons than any male
minister (except for her two sons, Guy and Joel). Her
engineer father was the first person to own a vehicle in
French Guyana. My father, Gerard, was an articulate,
intelligent brigadier police officer whose father travelled
throughout Europe as a colonel in the French army. Were they
alive today, they would have been 87 and 95 years,
respectively.
I was about eight years old when I got
sick with the measles. Wanting to protect my siblings, Mom
quarantined me from them by allowing me to sleep on a cot in
her bedroom. Because of the terrible physical, emotional,
and sexual abuse she suffered at my father’s hand, she
developed angina. One night, while I was still sleeping in
her bedroom, Mom got her regular chest pain and as usual
placed the prescribed tablet under her tongue to relieve it.
Dad came home drunk and in spite of my presence in the
bedroom, demanded sex of Mom. I could hear and see
everything. Because Mom did not consent, he used his fist to
beat her into submission and then raped her in my presence.
The landlord’s house was next to ours
and one of their windows looked right into my parents’
bedroom through its own window. My father, in his
drunken stupor, did not care that their bedroom window was
wide open when he demanded sex. Mom suffered the
indignity of being raped multiple times while the landlord’s
daughter looked on from that window into theirs. Later on in
life, she told us how terribly ashamed she was that the
neighbor had witnessed this sexual abuse and that she could
not hold up her head when she saw the neighbors.
After Mom’s death in 2001, my then
59-year old eldest brother, Guy, recounted how as lad, he
used to come home and find my mother naked and unconscious
on the floor, in a pool of blood, with the lentils burning
in the pot on the stove. To this day, he cannot eat lentils.
My father used his police gun to
terrorize Mom and his family. Mom reported the matter to his
superior. Finally, his superior, Commandant N’Guyen, took
the gun away from him. He then purchased a butcher’s knife
to replace the gun and threatened to kill Mom with it. I
vividly recall that night. All of us experienced sheer
terror. The fear of Mom dying at my father’s hand was real
and part our daily lives. My 50 year-old
youngest brother, Ralph, recently wrote an article for the
“Union des Femmes,” an association of women whose goal is to
combat domestic violence in Martinique. What follows
is a translation of an excerpt from his article.
“A child, I was, until my thirteenth
birthday, the powerless witness of such a wave of violence!
I keep a bitter and smarting memory of the suffering we
endured and an eternal love for my mother who died December
2001. Imagine, a little boy for whom time stops: a gun
is held to his mother’s face, at a distance of less than a
meter, by his father with his 7.65 loaded with all its
bullets! I had to wait until I was 43 years of age when, in
the office of a psychoanalyst, I could remember the positive
side of my father, the calm and excellent man he could be
when he did not drink like the inveterate drunkard he was!
That day, I cried all the tears my body could produce!
When my father died in 1974, at the age of 59 of a heart
attack, I remember discovering his remains at Clarac
(hospital) and saying: ‘This is good!’ I was 16 years old.”
The most remarkable part of this story
is that Mom had related the abuse she suffered to the pastor
and the elders of the church. They came home to visit
Mom and told her it was her duty as a Christian wife to
submit to her husband and to forgive him. They never did
anything to hold my father accountable for his terrible
actions. Isn’t that the same kind of talk we heard recently
from the president of the Bahamas Christian Council?
You do not appease a lion by throwing victims in its cage.
“This is what the Sovereign LORD says: I am against the
shepherds and will hold them accountable for my flock. I
will remove them from tending the flock so that the
shepherds can no longer feed themselves. I will rescue my
flock from their mouths, and it will no longer be food for
them” Ezekiel 34:10.
“I hate divorce, says the Lord God of
Israel, and a man who
covereth himself with violence as well as with his
garment says the Lord Almighty” Malachi 2:16. What God
hates, he punishes. These so-called preachers of
righteousness should not pervert God’s Word and picture Him
as one who would condone or overlook violence against
another human being in marriage. Violence against any human
being is contrary to God’s principle of love and equity.
“Love does no harm to its neighbor. Therefore love is the
fulfillment of the law” Romans 13:10. Forcing
another human being to have sex violates the most intimate
and vulnerable aspect of personhood. It is immoral and a
criminal offense. All criminal acts should be punishable by
law, whether or not they occur in marriage. The Apostle Paul
rightly says that only those who break the law should fear
the punishment meted out by the law. “We also know that law
is made not for the righteous but for lawbreakers and
rebels, the ungodly and sinful, the unholy and irreligious;
for those who kill their fathers or mothers, for murderers”
1 Timothy 1:9.
According to the president of the
Bahamas Christian Council, marriage is a contract and
consent is given for sex when one enters into it, as though
there is no time in marriage when consent can be
legitimately and reasonably withheld. It seems that once a
woman is married, she loses her right to say “no.” A married
woman in a wholesome marriage can legitimately say no to
sexual relations with her husband when she is ill, is
disabled by painful and heavy menstruation, suffers from
sheer exhaustion from assuming all or most of the household
responsibilities, and when her hormones play trick on her
during pregnancy and she can no longer tolerate sexual
intercourse. A menopausal married woman has the right to say
no when a dry and thinning vagina caused by a drop in
estrogen makes sexual intercourse extremely painful. A
married woman in an abusive relationship has the right to
say no to an adulterous husband who sleeps around and comes
home loaded with sexually transmitted infections, when he
tries to impose on her offensive sexual practices, or when
he uses sex as a weapon to control and humiliate her.
A just society enacts laws that protect
all its citizens regardless of marital status, especially
the helpless, weak, and vulnerable. I implore the Bahamas
Government to be courageous and to pass the amendment to the
Sexual Offense Act. I also urge women who have suffered
sexual abuse to have the audacity to share their stories
(anonymously if needs be) and thus ensure the passing of
this amendment.
Annick M. Valleray Brennen
annickbrennen@gmail.com