My daughter was assaulted yesterday on the school bus. I reached bitch level so fast that within two hours I had the community surrounding her. I called the school, we went to the police station to file a report, I consulted her TKD master for extra and higher level training, I talked to my neighbor-a woman with some street smarts about self-defense tactics, and I notified other moms. I raised other people's levels of tensions. I learned that raising tensions gets people into action.
The kid that assaulted my daughter and the other kid who's been bullying her don't know who they've screwed with. I'm the fun mom, the easy going mom, the smart mom, the cool mom. And I'm also the bitch mom who knows how to work within the confines of the system to my advantage. And you'd better believe if you mess with my kid.... you mess with me.
A few generations back, my grandfathers and grandmothers were the crowned heads of Europe. They ruled land and people. They were nasty people when crossed. Nice to have that DNA when you need it.

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