Both sides of his door had been secured with plywood and a lock, the man would later say, to stop him from getting out.
For years, he’d only been given two sandwiches – egg or tuna salad, or peanut butter – and a small amount of water each day, he’d recall, in the storage space where he was held.
It’s really easy to say that you’ll do the right thing when you’re sitting comfortably in an armchair. Honestly I’d bet you most of us here would be just as much of a coward in your words if we were put in the same situation.
I know for a fact that I would stand up to an abuser parent on behalf of a sibling. But that’s not the standard I’m setting. I’m setting the standard of giving someone a 20 year runway to do literally anything to help out their imprisoned brother.
Before I get any further on this, I want to know if you lucked out on the parent lottery or not.
LMAO are you really going to try and imply that “It’s cowardly or complicit to not do something about someone locked in a room for 20 years” is a position born out of never having suffered any abuse, just pure privilege talking. Well it isn’t, I can assure you.