Archive By Big Trent

I'm a bodybuilder and board rider and have always been interested in discipline and corporal punishment. But I have also been disappointed at the lack of believable, real life accounts of discipline, so when I started surfing the net I discovered Collin Farrell's factual site and was amazed at the research and credibility of the accounts, drawn from newspapers and I guess from some real experiences on his part.

This inspired me to prevail upon a guy I met at training who works for a major, I mean major, public library to do some research for me concerning Australia, as I didn't find anything on Yahoo, Alta Vista or Web Wombat that amounted to much, apart from ten million commercial sites peddling fantasy. ( They all need their asses whipped.)

Anyhow a few gems turned up. One was an account in the Sydney papers just after the turn of the century about a mass caning in Randwick of boys who broke out of a reformatory. It said the public could hear the screams for some distance and quoted a superintendent as saying that the canings were carried out on "the bare breech". I found another story about the prosecution of a principal in the late 1880s for assaulting a youth with a cane and being acquitted for indecency and assault, although there were no descriptive details.

The librarian who is somewhat older than me found some references which he remembered being published when he was a boy in the late 50s in the Sydney afternoon papers. They concerned a magistrate who said he would set aside a jail term if two youths in trouble for stealing cars were disciplined by their parents instead. The Daily Mirror quotes one boy as saying "It hurt. I got it on the bare skin." It quotes the cop who witnessed the punishment as saying both boys "took it like men", in separate home floggings. And one parent is quoted as saying how upset he was and how the piece of wood he used broke after several strokes and had to be replaced.

The Sydney Morning Herald ran a story saying that the sound of discipline from a North Shore home supervised by a policeman could see the return of old fashioned values to the problem of handling crime, and a columnist, Leon Gellert, wrote lyrically about the "return of colour" to discipline, saying that supple gum trees twigs were favoured in his youth.

This however did not satisfy my curiosity for detail. The library search also turned up transcripts of a story on Radio program PM in the mid 60s shortly after corporal punishment was abolished in South Australia. It quoted the law as saying that the Canning's imposed on juveniles were carried out in police stations, and that the youth was stripped to the waist, examined by a doctor, then completely stripped and forced to bend over with his head between the legs of a police officer while another applied the usual sentence of between four and eight strokes of a long cane. In an interview on the current affairs program This Day Tonight a reporter says the State Attorney General refused to appear on camera on the a discipline related story but said " We had one in today. We ripped his pants off and turned him over the desk and put a cane around his little white bottom. I don't think we'll see him again."

Little else appears in the files apart from oblique references to Canning's and birching's in Western Australia until early this year, when a letter to the editor in the Sydney Morning Herald mentioned in passing that the writer was often caned at a catholic boys college in Sydney, including once receiving "four strokes on the bare buttocks from a lay teacher for fighting."

While I never went to a school with cadet camps or any other opportunity for unusual punishments, I did hear from several mates who went to the Police Boys Camp at Kurrajong Heights that the police habitually flogged youths pants down with doubled leather straps. When I later shared a house with a police officer he said it was true and that he had enjoyed seeing and doing it on several occasions. We ended up being fuck buddies for a while and I remember applying the strap to his big set of buns with a lot of pleasure. We also found some repeated references to corporal punishment in interviews in the sports pages with coaches for several rugby league clubs, including one of the northern suburbs clubs where a coach used to bring country recruits into his house. However no specific incidents were outlined, apart from this particular coach often talking about how X or Y player needed to have their pants pulled down and given a public thrashing.

A movie was made in Australia about the Barlow and Chambers hangings in Malaysia after two Australians were caught smuggling dope. The movie includes a brief early life sequence where one of the dudes is seen being questioned in his underpants out the back of a South Australian police station, and you see one of the officers produce what looks like a paddle. But the following scene must have been cut before release, as this rather tense moment jumps to another unrelated scene. I think John Polson played the youth. The movie was a one night wonder but may still exist in video stores.

What I like doing is exhibition towel flickings. I have a few muscle friends who share my harmless little fetish to varying degrees, and sometimes we stage a good bum flicking in the carparks after a surf, or in the public shower areas. Generally speaking we wait until some other dudes are within sight. When I train at the gym usually late at night I have been known to give or get some really good licks with a training belt. I like the expression you get on some guys face when after a bit of a harangue about being a dead shit training partner you get your mate to bend over and peel down his shorts and whack into his bum. I liked the recent suggestion by Andrew Denton that to have a really memorable Olympic Opening ceremony Sydney should ignite the Olympic flame by having someone light a fart at a giant outdoor barbecue and then hold a mass towel whipping by surf life savers. Now that would be real class.