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DAY 15 of the Parenting Papers and April 20th March on Washington: “Justice Lynch”

Fellow parents and aggrieved families: we’re getting closer. 15 days and counting to the day when we converge on our nation’s capital to protest divorce, custody and support laws which destroy parent-child relationships all across America. The lawyers reap the profits, courts provide the means, and today’s mainstream families remain the victims. We all pay the price in our schools, workplaces, neighborhoods and moral fiber as a nation.

But it doesn’t have to be that way. Under our Constitution, drafted by the Founding Fathers, you have the right, indeed the duty, to secure reform by making your views known on the west lawn of Senate Park in Washington on April 20, 2012. Once again, the sponsors of this march are not funded by any one, and donations have remained less than $1,000 since its inception last year. We are concerned parents victimized by the system just like you, and we’ve sacrificed enough on your behalf to make this event possible. Now it’s your turn. Contact your friends, make your travel plans, get those signs ready for your cars and trucks, and get viral on all this, for the sake of future generations if not your own. Please share this message with others.

Now, in our final countdown, we feature short stories from callers and e-mailers as promised in a recent post. We call them the “Parenting Papers”. They are intended to stimulate attendance at this month’s event because our court victims apparently believe that it’s someone else’s job to protest for them- and of course reform will not occur with this kind of lame attitude. These stories are based on real events. However, names and content have been edited to protect the sources. Our sixth story of this series, Day 15, is entitled: “Justice Lynch”.

Lady Liberty and Lady Justice were two of the figures in her formative years which induced her to become a lawyer and eventually a Family Court judge. The statue which spent more than a hundred years in New York harbor and the one found upon courthouse walls everywhere impressed her so much that it became her mission to promote the ideals symbolized by each. Her father was a prominent member of Congress, and this greased the other wheels of justice easy enough to make her appointment and election possible.

However it wasn’t long before the feminist activism of her law school caucuses got the better of her. In Family Court, she could abuse the powers of her entrusted office to correct centuries of historical injustices upon women. Here a man was still the enemy, and despite anything he might present in a custody or support case, her mind was already made up. The more money that could be transferred over to the female litigants, the more balance she could secure in her twisted version of the court’s “scales of justice”.

It didn’t matter that a guy wanted to spend more time with his children or that a mom was fabricating or embellishing facts to damage a father’s career. As far as she was concerned, anything he did, an angry look, stark movement or inconsistent testimony was sufficient to rule against him. And if he persisted, the next thing she would order is anger management, maybe a “parent education class”. She didn’t know anyone qualified to teach it or even what it meant, but it made her feel powerful. And the lawyers loved her, even the ones representing the dads because it got more fees for everyone including those donating to judge campaigns.

Yeah, Justice Lynch. She loved her name and her title. Privately, she was referred to as the “Justice who Lynched Justice” by those around the courthouse who knew her better. But no lawyer was going to complain because the judicial commissions were political or impotent, focusing their energies upon small town judges who possessed little clout. Moreover, any lawyer who took her on directly was bound to become a target. She had all the time in the world to make him pay, maybe even get a hold of his own case if the opportunity should arise.

Then one day she received a letter from a teenager who proved to be more courageous than the “law guardian” appointed to represent her in this lucrative system. Her name was Polly Paine, and she had been separated from her daddy for as long as she could remember. She knew that Justice Lynch abused his natural rights to be a part of her life. In it, she asked how her father could be located after he gave up a battle over power and money awards which the courts called “custody” and “support”. She asked how her life could be so tortured by a woman whose own father made her judgeship possible. But alas Justice Lynch could ease her own conscience with the stock answer. Sorry little woman, “it’s the law”. 

 

DAY 19 of the Parenting Papers and April 20th March on Washington: “Paula Poe-Leece”

Those of you following our site already know that April 20, 2012 has been set for the Founding Fathers March on Washington at Senate Park on the West Lawn of the Capitol. Designed to promote parenting equality and court reform, it was announced in November, 2011, see related details at www.leonkoziol.com. This week we sent final notices to various supporters and groups known to us. We intend to publish their involvement, if any, so that you might learn whether your group or contributions are producing results. Please share this message with others.

Now, in our final countdown, we feature short stories from callers and e-mailers as promised in a recent post. We call them the “Parenting Papers”. They are intended to stimulate attendance at next month’s event because our court victims apparently believe that it’s someone else’s job to protest for them- and of course reform will not occur with this kind of lame attitude. These stories are based on real events. However, names and content have been edited to protect the sources. Our third story of this series, Day 19, is entitled: “Paula Poe-Leece”.

Paula Poe-Leece was a veteran member of a small city police department. She came from a long line of police officers since her great grandfather joined the NYPD more than a century ago. Her job was very fulfilling and there was a sense of family developed with her fellow officers. The work was of course demanding and dangerous at times, but she felt that she was doing something special for her community. Keeping criminals off the street meant that her neighbors could sleep easier, and that was a job description which suited her just fine.

In recent years, however, crime was taking on a new face in this city. Increasingly, calls were coming in from private homes where the villains and victims were not strangers to one another. In fact some of them she knew very well, or at least she thought she did. There was Betty Bizarre who was found chasing her husband after she had stabbed him with a knife. A few blocks over, the Joneses had erupted once again into a physical altercation requiring medical assistance for both. And then there was Billy Biere who bashed his girlfriend’s head in with a baseball bat after leaving divorce court. Such domestic incidences were taking time away from the real criminals but given their severity and number, they could not be ignored.

Then one day it hit home. She had been called to yet another domestic incident where a man had barricaded himself in a garage in a standoff with police. His ex-wife had just gotten his “visitation” reduced and “child support” increased to amounts he could no longer sustain on meager salary. This guy had simply been on the losing end of too many Family Court hearings, and he finally decided to take the law into his own hands. As far as he was concerned, the courts were completely one-sided when it came to children, and the only thing they cared about in his half of the parenting equation was money, as much as could be extorted from him. If he was gonna go to jail for a stupid debt, he was not going quietly.

And so there they all were, several precincts and a state trooper unit, all converging upon the garage. Concededly she was not ready for this because the guy inside turned out to be a fellow officer. He had been stripped of his guns and reduced to a security detail after his ex kept filing incident reports and court petitions in an effort to gain a tactical advantage over the children. She knew Johnny Hapless because they were partners on the west side at one time. He was anything but crazy and he loved his children, but in court he had at least two strikes against him: he was a man and he engaged in violent acts in the line of duty. Time and again these facts were exploited against him. The attorneys he hired were costly, and they all made false promises .In the end, he would have saved a lot of money and gotten the same results if he simply represented himself. Paula had many chats on the subject at Gregg’s Coffee House.

Suddenly a shot rang out and gunfire exploded in all directions. An officer was down right next to her, and it caused others to storm the building until Johnny was taken out. Both cops died en route to the hospital. Paula was still cleaning the blood off her uniform when Captain Clean approached her. “How ya handling this Paula, you gonna be alright?” The subordinate could hold it in no longer as she broke down on the man’s shoulder. “Why are all the good guys going down like this, what’s happening to our families and neighbors?” she cried aloud. Captain Clean responded with friendly logic, as he always did in tough situations. “It’s not the people, it’s these unfair laws and greed which are causing it all. I’m tired of helping lawyers get rich by taking guys to jail for false charges and child support.” And that’s when a thought emerged in Paula’s mind. Why do it next time? Let the judges lock them up. Maybe we need to send our own message of reform.   

 

 

 

   

 

DAY 26 of the Parenting Papers and April 20th March on Washington: “Willie the Wusse”

Those of you following our site already know that April 20, 2012 has been set for the Founding Fathers March on Washington at Senate Park on the West Lawn of the Capitol. Designed to promote parenting equality and court reform, it was announced in November, 2011, see related details at www.leonkoziol.com. This week we sent final notices to various supporters and groups known to us. We intend to publish their involvement, if any, so that you might learn whether your group or contributions are producing results. Please share this message with others.

Now, in our final countdown, we feature short stories from callers and e-mailers as promised in a recent post. We call them the “Parenting Papers”. They are intended to stimulate attendance at next month’s event because our court victims apparently believe that it’s someone else’s job to protest for them- and of course reform will not occur with this kind of lame attitude. These stories are based on real events. However, names and content have been edited to protect the sources. Our third story of this series, Day 26, is entitled: “Willie the Wusse”.

Willie Wusse loved attention. In high school he was the basketball star and football quarterback. Never quite good enough for professional sports, however, Willie eventually settled into jobs as a phys-ed teacher and bouncer at a popular local club. He never liked the idea of a long term romance, but he loved his twin boys of a five year relationship. That ended not long ago when his woman decided that a man was needed who would not disrespect her as often as Willie had.

Despite a flexible childrearing arrangement, it was only a matter of time when tensions would flare up over lovers and parenting substitutes. As one of the sisters explained, “Girl, you can’t let your man go around havin’ a good time with money that needs to go to yer kids, and what they doin’ with that nasty bee anyway, makin’ like the children are hers?” Of course, the instigator knew nothing about Willie’s new girlfriend. She was simply parroting the gossip of unhappy people jealous of others who don’t live down to their levels.

But the real irony of it all was that Willie had given his ex everything that she demanded, full control of the children, and just enough money so that he could move on with his own life. The new woman was actually paying most of his bills so that the boys could have a place to “visit” as “the law” decreed it. The last thing Willie needed was a custody battle to get the “respect” he deserved as a good father. He wisely understood that money spent on lawyers was wasted because he faced multiple prejudices in America’s domestic relations courts.

For starters, Willie was black and male, and everyone knew that parenting added yet another roadblock to justice. Before he had a chance to present anything, he was stereotyped as the proverbial dead beat dad. His burden of proof was artificially elevated in this manner because of conditions acquired at birth. No half-baked lawyer was going to advise him of this as long as there was a fee to be taken. So why take a chance of losing his cool and getting a rap for some crime caused by a jealous woman exploiting a racist and sexist court system?

To put it bluntly, Willie was doing his best to live the life that society had in mind for him. And when Obama came out every Father’s Day preaching about African-American fathers who needed to step up to the plate, Willie knew that his president’s Harvard education hadn’t done him much good, not on this subject anyway. Willie had it in mind to make his plight known to the NAACP, or to join in a protest on Washington, but for all his show, Willie was quite the wusse when it came to standing up for his God-given rights.

Recently Willie showed it all off to the brothers at the gym.“Protest?” he laughed,“you gotta be kidding me, I got no time for it. That’s some body else’s job”. In fact all the boys thought the same, that’s why lawyers reaped the benefits, such that Willie’s great grandfather might have turned over in his grave. You see, the elder Willie protested with the likes of Martin Luther King Jr. when no one had money and lives were always at risk. So when Willie Wusse got six months instead of the usual 90 days on a first time child support offense, no one was there to hear his gripes. In Willie’s words, “that was some body else’s job.”         

Day 28: of the Parenting Papers and April 20th March on Washington: “Dead Beat Broad”

Those of you following our site already know that April 20, 2012 has been set for the Founding Fathers March on Washington at Senate Park on the West Lawn of the Capitol. Designed to promote parenting equality and court reform, it was announced in November, 2011, see related details at www.leonkoziol.com. This week we sent final notices to various supporters and groups known to us. We intend to publish their involvement, if any, so that you might learn whether your group or contributions are producing results.

Now, in our final countdown, we feature short stories from callers and e-mailers as promised in a recent post. We call them the “Parenting Papers”. They are intended to stimulate attendance at next month’s event because our court victims apparently believe that it’s someone else’s job to protest for them- and of course reform will not occur with this kind of attitude. These stories are based on real events. However, names and content have been edited to protect the sources. Our second story of this series, Day 28, is entitled: “Dead Beat Broad”.

Sally Skank did not like to work. For as long as she could remember, her goal in life was to exploit public benefits and latch on to some rich guy so that she could lay around and watch her favorite shows like “Sluts in the City” and “Devil’s Housewives”. The strategy was really quite simple: use her support payments for implants, provocative attire and singles venues until some lonely sap took her bait and became the next victim.

Sally had three children from two prior marriages and a one night stand. Qualifying for all sorts of socialist services, there was nothing stopping her from trapping a few more victims especially since Family Court was free and nobody cared to make her accountable for these crimes upon humanity. In fact, she never even told her last victim that he had a child until she needed that dental re-make years later. The newest support order was enforced right away.

When all her tax- free incomes were applied to prescriptive and non-prescriptive drugs, along with a lotto and on-line gambling habit, child protection eventually stepped in. Sally Skank lost custody of all her children while pregnant with a fourth .She meant to tell the father, Tony Timid , about it, but he was in jail for child support. She also knew he wasn’t getting out any time soon because she had maxed out his credit after the last woman moved out.

Sally’s condition led to therapy and more socialist programs .She lived briefly in a battered woman’s shelter by accusing Tony of domestic abuse, something which she simply made up as the true abuser during hang-overs and rehab periods. Here, Sally learned how to rid herself of all guilt by adopting feminist ideology, blaming her problems upon oppressive men and “dead beat dads”. It fit perfectly in her life’s scheme because, after all, Tony was in jail for child support and no longer able to provide anyone’s children with a proper home.

Fully rehabilitated in this manner, Sally Skank was made ready for her next victim. She met an alcoholic during therapy who lost his children in divorce. He was quite wealthy, and Sally could therefore satisfy his every need. She moved into his home, claiming to have no children. All she had to do is make sure his child support got out. Every time Vinnie Victim and his ex started getting along, however, she would find a way to undermine it. Why allow another woman to interfere with a good thing? Besides, the ex might find out about Sally’s own children being raised by the U.S. taxpayer.

Vinnie Victim didn’t know it, but he was not only paying for his own children, rarely seen, but also Sally’s children. This is because the welfare law (Title IV-D) was designed to target absentee fathers in order to help pay for the entire program. Indeed, the U.S. Justice Department actually employed the phrase “Dead Beat Dad” in a February, 2012 news release to describe a child support arrest. Sally Skank learned of it at the shelter and laughed out loud, knowing of her exploits as a “Dead Beat Broad” off anyone’s radar in this socialist and sexist environment.       

Day 30- The Parenting Papers – Final Countdown to the Founding Fathers March

On April 20, 2012, a rally and lobby initiative is set to occur in Washington D.C. at Senate Park on the West Lawn of the Capitol. Designed to promote parenting rights and reform in our nation’s domestic relations courts, it was first announced in November, 2011. Related details can be found at www.leonkoziol.com. This week we sent final notices for participation to all the parenting groups and followers known to us. We intend to publish their involvement, if any, on a future date so that you might learn whether your group or contributions to any of them are producing results.

Now, in our final countdown, we feature short stories derived from callers and contributors as promised in a recent post. We call them the “Parenting Papers”. Satirical in scope, they are intended to stimulate attendance at our march, rally and lobby event next month. They are also based on real people and events brought to our attention. However, the names and content have been edited to protect the sources. Our first story, Day 29, is entitled: “Tony the Timid”.

Tony Timid was a private contractor on Long Island. Recently divorced, he retained a loving relationship with his ten year old boy and thirteen year old daughter. However, like 90% of all male parents in a separated family unit, Tony was classified as a “non-custodial parent” under the federal child support standards act. Despite $25,000 in fees wasted upon his lawyers, nothing could be done to alter his inferior status because, in plain terms, he was born incorrectly under “the law”.

Tony had read about the American Constitution, equal rights and all, but somehow, according to a Family Court judge, those rights did not apply to him. This allowed his government to reduce him to a mere visitor in his children’s lives while some other guy played the real father. Every time he filed a court petition, he was denied, frustrated and even made to feel like a criminal especially when his emotions logically got the better of him. Over and over again he was told that his only worth was money. This meant that his private life and finances would be forever scrutinized while lawyers reaped the benefits instead of his children.

Eventually Tony gave up, thinking this would produce an end to all the abuse. He met a wonderful woman and did his best to maintain a presence in his children’s lives. However, the ex was not happy with that woman for no logical reason, and she began to turn “her” children against both. As a superior “custodial parent” she was given special authority to file false accusations and drag Tony to court every chance she got for support increases. This caused the woman to leave him along with mounting bills in the paternal home. Meanwhile, his work suffered, and predictably, he could no longer keep up with court ordered support payments.

Tony had heard about parenting groups and father advocates, but every time there was a meeting or event, there was also a Basketball Tournament to watch or a bowling commitment with his buddies. As he put it “Hey I got no time for this protest stuff, ain’t some body else supposed to be doing it for us, ACLU or Legal Aid or sumptin?” Actually, as most people knew, those groups had no duty or interest in promoting Tony’s private causes. As a result, the local fathers rights chapter disbanded for lack of donors and participation.

Meanwhile, bar associations, feminists and socialist groups continued to lobby for higher support formulas and penalties. And one day it all hit Tony square in the face. He had fallen behind in support payments due to economic downturns. Worse yet, the state collection unit was charging interest rates on his arrears to pay for the judges and staff that were hitting him with these ridiculous orders. They could care less about his hard times, and simply performed a magic trick known as “imputed income” each time he complained. They would hold him to the largest earnings possible for a guy of his background.

In time, Tony landed himself in prison for back support. He called everywhere for help, demanding a protest in front of the courthouse or something. But there was no advocacy group, and certainly his lawyer was not going to protest such a lucrative system no matter how unjust or unconstitutional it was. Sadly, nobody was there for Tony because Tony was not there for anyone else. There was at least one silver lining though in his new found home. His team was still in the Tournament, and he did not have to pay for cable along with his newest buddies: convicted felons, rapists and child molesters in the cells next to him.