Monthly Archives: June 2013

Guilty until proven innocent…

So, like so many other men in this situation I found myself in the place where very clearly someone with no actual power or authority has decided that I am guilty of a whole bunch of things that do not have a shred of truth to any of them until I can somehow prove them to be totally wrong.  Fortunately there is nothing to any of this that can have any impact on your life past your association with your children, as these people can’t “charge you” with anything, but that in itself is plenty…

As with all the proceedings, you learn how to prepare statements that address and rebut each issue, and you come under the false understanding that your case makes its case, as it does in the real courts.  In normal courts your statement becomes what is called your “evidence in chief”, and that is the case until you come up against Social Services.  There your statement(s) just become evidence of your unmitigated gall to actually go against their clearly superior grasp of what is best for your family and the children from it.  The Courts and CAFCASS have a goal to keep children out of the middle of the conflict, the goal of Social Services is keep the children in the middle of the conflict and maximise their suffering from it.  As this was the goal of Meg Allen, they were all quite happy together.

The bad news, men, is that you will never prove yourself not guilty of what Social Services may or may not say about you.  First of all, by being a man you are wrong at anything you say or do, because all men are wrong when it comes to the raising of children.  It does not matter if you were not even in the country for what you are accused of, you did it and you were wrong, so get used to it…  Second, you will never be given a chance to prove anything about what they’ve decided about you, so give it up…

In today’s modern politically correct arena, you would never imagine that there are whole groups of people who support child abuse, who have nothing but the highest regard and praise for those who abuse and destroy our children.  Unbelievably, you probably walked past several of them today without knowing anything about them…  These low lifes are slime, and maybe it is time their rantings and distortions are made public and that these are delivered to their employers, family, and co-workers.  Maybe they should be put on the child abuser register along with the actual child abusers…  Next stop, the role of CAFCASS…

A moment of silence for this little boy…

In this morning’s papers we read the story of the young man Keanu Shuttleworth who was repeatedly abused by his mother under the “watchful” eyes of Social Services and subsequently died. The courts in Birmingham are issuing strident sentences against the mother and father. But what is totally amazing is at there is no one from Social Services being charged, as they paved the way for it all. They enabled and empowered the mother to do all this. They made the child abuse possible and did nothing about it…

It is really quite shocking, but what is more shocking is the number of low lives out there who promote and support child abuse. Whilst we are fixing immigration, maybe we can fix emigration too. Maybe all the low lifes who support child abuse can be emigrated to Guantanamo bay while its still open…

The Hate Song

So, in June 2010 we go to court and Social Services uses their power to get a temporary order banning me from seeing my daughter, as she needs protection.  They are never asked to provide any documentation to show this, they just do it…  At the same time CAFCASS was having one of their bi-annual shakeups where half the people are moved or fired for some reason, and a new woman named Amy gets assigned to the case who promptly takes a look at the whole situation and smells something wrong with the process.

Amy takes Sydney out for cold drink at a local restaurant, and Sydney has this new “Hate Song” about her daddy that she wants/needs to share with Amy.  As she is going through the hate song written out for her in her mother’s handwriting, she has to ask Amy what one of the words means.  What one of the words means???  Whilst Amy was a pretty junior member of CAFCASS, and although she was born at night, she had not been born the previous night…  The light goes on, and she asked Sydney who really wrote the song???  Quickly Sydney broke right down and told her the truth that her mother had made her do this.  Sydney hadn’t really learned to lie well yet, she was 13 at the time, and was approximately a couple years behind the other kids her age, as she has global learning delays and was in fact in a special needs school in Camberley.  She made sure that she told Amy that she was not going to see me again because her mother had decided this.

Being the novice she is, Amy goes right back to her supervisors and goes through the whole thing who then demand an immediate court date with Judge Hughes to bring this forward to her, they decide to make themselves a party to the proceedings, a subject for the next few days…

So, back to the story…

Sorry I haven’t written all week, the only problem about writing about parental alienation is that it is quite easy to get sidetracked, as there is more and more coming out about it every day the abusers may some day be unable to hide…

So, the story started on the 4th May 2010 when my ex-wife decided I should never see my daughter again.  The first and most important part of the abuse by Social Services is to establish that there are two equally at fault parties in the conflict, regardless of the fact there is no truth to any of it.  The second part is to eliminate any hint of truth to the process.  After having all my rights violated on the 4th May and threatened with arrest for breathing, I returned again on the 6th May to pick Sydney up from school, and again there were loads of police and Social Services people there to again give me the vapour test to see if I was still guilty of breathing.  Having determined that, I was again threatened with arrest but this time told that the matter had been referred back to Judge Hughes by them…  I thought, well, that’s ok, because I haven’t done anything wrong, but then I forgot about that vapour test…

So, the weird thing about children’s issues here in the UK, is that you actually have two agencies involved: County Social Services (for the county you live in), and CAFCASS, which is the Children and Family Court Advisory and Support Service and cuts across all geographies.  They advise the courts with this 7 step welfare checklist that they apply to every case, in spite of the fact that it is at least 30 years old and most of it is summarily irrelevant in today’s cases.  There are no provisions for “special needs” or learning disabled kids, they didn’t have any then…  If you type their name into Google you can see their potted history, most of it quite shocking.  The guy assigned to us, Mark was on the verge of retirement and just wanted a quiet life.  He was the one that originally investigated the beatings of Sydney by her mother and concluded that it was really no big deal and that since she promised not to do it again it was really ok.  Now if it had been me doing the beating, then I would have already been jailed for 10 years, and the matter of me ever seeing my daughter again would have already been over.  Mark was a genuinely nice guy who genuinely did not want to know…

Of course, May 4th becomes June 4th in the blink of and eye, things do not move quickly in the courts system.  And then I am given the Social Services report listing the 21 items of abuse I somehow supposedly have carried out against my daughter and the protection she needs from me.  When I read the report, I was quite sure I was reading a report about someone else, because there wasn’t the slightest shred of truth in any of it, but then that didn’t matter I’d passed the vapour test.  One evening, a few months before all this, we had let Sydney watch her favourite programme with Miley Cyrus in it, in her room and have her dinner whilst watching tv as a special reward for a great job she had done in school.  One time, and only as a special reward.  And then here I am reading the Social Services report as to how Sydney has never eaten dinner with us, how she is forced to eat dinner in her room by herself alone every night with no tv or anything else.  The other 20 items were equally bizarre, several of which I was not in the country for at the time…  At no time was any evidence presented to any of it.  Why? Because none existed…

Did anyone care?  Not in the slightest…  those were their lies and they were sticking to them…  Did they want to hear the other side of the story?  What other side?  Mate, you are a bloke and you passed the vapour test, what other side would there be???  I even got our County Councillor Denis Fuller to go with me to see the “main man” at Social Services, who said and did nothing…  Sydney needed protection and that was that…

Disciples of Disrespect Celebrate…

So, we had Father’s Day on Sunday, for most families the celebration of the roles of fathers with their children.  But for the abusers and the other disciples of disrespect, this is a big day on the calendar.  A day when they celebrate the vanquishing of their foes.  It does not matter that they have destroyed an innocent little life, just that they won, or at least that is what they think…

The real problem is that all abuse is founded in disrespect, regardless of the target.  Disrespect breathes life into the disrespectors.  We all see disrespect rising in all areas of our lives, and it is pretty easy to spot.  When spotted and brought to the light, it crawls back under the rock that it came from, just like the disgusting cockroach that it is.  Unfortunately, the last Labour Government gave us the nationwide Social Services infrastructure of disrespect that we still have.  It is slowly changing, but it still perpetrates unspeakable horrors.  With the evidence of the recent events, it is shocking that the people in Oxford are still working there.  Here in Surrey we have one of the lowest ranked departments of Social Services in our country and with that our own “Labour Activist” cockroaches, who work so fervently to defend their “left wing” agenda of destruction of the family unit.

They champion the fundamental disrespect of both the laws and the rights of children and scream with offense at anyone having the unmitigated nerve to question even the slightest exposure of the activities of parents who abuse children and the parts of the system that assist them.  Some bottom feeder has reported me and this blog to everyone at every council they can think of and to anyone who will listen for questioning the rights and activities of those who have abused my daughter.  They claim a technical violation of the rules of disclosure about children and children’s proceedings.  Well, sorry but she is in America and gone from the jurisdiction, and all the proceedings are all now closed, ask Judge Hughes…

The funny thing about disciples of disrespect, is how they hide behind every possible dodge that can be imagined.  But enough of this for now, on to the journey of the horror of parental alienation…