I don’t know what to think about AE and her alleged or rumored levels of knowledge and/or participation — but those poor children. Wish they could move to a nice cozy and well maintained, clean bungalow out in Oceanside or Rockville Centre, bringing just essential furniture and things they love, to get out of the mess and a home with now totally horrific associations and gawkers. How can they ever feel comfort or solace again in that house? When coming home, a family house should be like a hug and a safe haven, not a 3-D plus emotional/spiritual assault. IDK. JMO.
Are there aunts or uncles or some extended family who could assist with helping them? They *are* living in a hE11 hole, at a time when they need to feel protected, soothed, loved, unjudged, and embraced in stability. OMO.
In my fantasy for them, they would be indulged with daily visits from a competent social worker, comfort food, cushy upholstered furniture, thick duvets and soft music, cheerful but soothing colors, smells of baking bread and chocolate-chip cookies, and order and organization, with no TV or SM. IMHO.