Have you finally had enough? Hardly a day goes by without another shocking display of government corruption impacting our nation like never before. And no one with a conscience is doing much about it short of knee-jerk reactions to catastrophic events.
From Bernie Madoff to the doctoring of public disclosures in the Orlando mass murders, the public is routinely the victim. Law abiding gun owners are targeted instead of the killer whose terrorist communications were doctored. So who’s the real enemy here?
As a self governing nation, we have a duty under our Constitution to make a stand. This is your government they are corrupting, your IRS paid for by your tax dollars that is suppressing free speech, your courts which are complicit in the scandals. It’s time for a mass rally against corruption in Washington D.C. on Constitution Day, 2016.
That’s only three (3) months, so if you love your country, your families and way of life, join us for a defining moment in American history. Don’t expect your neighbor or the few activists here to do it for you. We can be just as apathetic, bowling, basketball-watching or “raising awareness” to no one who cares from the comfort of our keyboards, but nothing will be gained until we make our grievances known, like it says in the First Amendment.
So get started now. Don’t get diluted through distractions. You mean something under the true government. Remember the phrase “We the People?” That’s you and me along with the rest accepting corruption as if it is to be expected now. Exercise your rights as you would your own body for the health of a government we created.Get organized in your back yards, construct the protest signs, and make arrangements with organizations to be there.
As a civil rights advocate, attorney for a former president of the National Organization for Women and now the Director of National League of Fathers, Inc. I’ve done my part and sacrificed everything for equality and justice in our nation’s courts. Now it’s your turn to be part of a growing movement to “Clean Up Government.”
For those of you who think we are not on the verge of a crisis, note the following: When a group of parents (including me) gave testimony before a Public Corruption Commission on Constitution Day, 2013, we were instantly targeted. That Commission was prematurely dissolved when evidence began implicating those who created the Commission. Top leaders of state government were eventually convicted of federal crimes and sent to prison.
If we focus only on corruption involving innocent children and families, the condition of our government becomes very alarming, much beyond the eroding of “public confidence in the integrity and impartiality of the judiciary” as found in United States v Cossey, 632 F.3d 82 (2nd Cir. 2011)(federal judge employing a human gene to be discovered 50 years from now to make his decisions).
One exemplary case (you know there are many more) involves a New York Supreme Court Judge in Brooklyn caught on camera taking a bribe from a divorce lawyer. It was part of a scam to shift custody from a mother to an influential father. Had the feisty mom not convinced the FBI to act on her evidence, this judge, Gerald Garson, would still be on the bench dispensing “justice.”
However his conviction of federal crimes was not the shocking part. Due punishment was compromised by colleagues supporting his early release in 2009. Now you have to ponder that for a moment. If disgraced ex-Judge Garson is still being defended after a crime at the heart of our justice system, what does that say for their tolerance of corruption generally?
While the “Honorable” Gerald Garson was busy generating unreported income, another Supreme Court Judge, Thomas Spargo, was busy securing a bribe against a father arguing a client case before him. At a dinner conversation, he requested $10,000 to defray the cost of legal fees needed against misconduct charges pending against him. Spargo was already being prosecuted for judge misconduct and resorted to criminal behavior to get out.
These and other cases are easily found on the internet to verify a corruption epidemic of undefined proportion. Most people view judges as honorable office holders committed to justice, but behind the black robes, in the recesses of chambers and among discreet exchanges in restaurants, bars and golf courses, there is often quite another set of characteristics at play.
In my own case, I challenged a custody judge based on his undue parental alienation at a closed session with my girls (known as a Lincoln hearing without parents allowed in). I was especially vulnerable with all the corruption I was exposing. My motion for his removal was granted despite lawyers declaring his reputation as one beyond reproach. He was removed altogether from the bench the next year after admitting to sexual misconduct on his handicapped five year old niece (Syracuse Family Judge Bryan Hedges).
The chief ethics lawyer and staff attorneys in the witch hunt executed against me were terminated by the state Supreme Court for falsifying their time sheets. No public charges, ethical or criminal, were ever brought in contrast to the treatment of the commoners who steal from government. And these are the standard bearers of lawyer ethics charged with oversight of billing practices that bankrupt parents in divorce and family court.
Worse yet, the victims are left with no recourse. This is because judges have legislated for themselves a rule of immunity even from malicious conduct unlike the rest of us when we violate the public trust. The people have never consented to such a rule. To verify, consider a proposition on the ballot where government was proposing to act in a purely malicious way against a constituent. Such a proposition would surely fail by a near unanimous vote.
Ex-Chief Justice Sol Wachtler of New York’s high court was imprisoned for numerous crimes. He is back practicing law and teaching ethics while his campaign poster remains on public display at the state’s high court. In his book, After the Madness, he explained that judges are made to believe they are gods. He went so far as to direct paid court staff to dig up grounds for preventing licensure of a lawyer assisting his mistress to discover a man making extortionist threats on her daughter. That man turned out to be the judge himself.
Then there’s the family judge in Michigan, the “Honorable” Wade McCree, whose case defied all manner of ethics. He admitted to adulterous sex in chambers with a litigant while presiding over her child support case. Judge McCree was removed from the bench for all sorts of misconduct involving numerous cases only after the affair (and pregnancy) was confirmed. The father, placed on a tether for support arrears during this affair was denied recovery by a federal appeals court on grounds of judge immunity.
In Pennsylvania, two judges were imprisoned for the now infamous “Kids for Cash” scandal. It featured kick-backs from contractors benefited by the number of minors sent to juvenile centers. Over 4,000 convictions had to be overturned by the state’s Supreme Court now plagued by its own corruption. Two of its justices resigned due to misconduct leaked by a new Attorney General.
That same court retaliated by suspending her law license prior to any hearing or conviction. Even while I was filing my case before the Supreme Court this past week for corrective action, the same court was handing down a decision condemning the misconduct of that state’s ex-Chief Justice, see Williams v Pennsylvania, 579 US __ (June 9, 2016).
A natural outcome of the foregoing is lawlessness. Although examples abound, in my small city, a police investigator committed murder-suicide on his ex-spouse after leaving support court. Draconian practices produce homeless victims. In San Diego today, it was reported that a 50 year homeless man was beaten to death by two high school boys and a cheerleader. Does it get any sicker from inept state interference in parental discipline?
Facing such prospects, this law man used a common kitchen knife to complete his crime, voiding any deterrent effect of inflammatory protection orders issued. It left three children with no parents and city taxpayers responsible for a $2 million wrongful death pay-out, see Pearce v Longo, 766 F. Supp.2d 367 (NDNY 2011). An unarmed black father, Walter Scott, was shot dead five times in the back by a police officer in South Carolina simply because he was fleeing a child support warrant at a traffic stop. That city paid out $3 million so far.
In his book, A Promise to Ourselves, actor Alec Baldwin gives a scathing report of his protracted divorce with Kim Basinger. After a voice message to his daughter was made public, Mr. Baldwin was condemned as an abusive parent. Largely censored were the alienation tactics which fueled this exchange. So painful was the aftermath that he admitted to suicidal tendencies at his high rise apartment and during a drive to the Berkshires. Years later the same daughter was featured in a second wedding ceremony for her father.
The 2011 case of Thomas Ball is also instructive. An oppressed father seeking to ignite protest burned himself alive in front of a family courthouse in Keene, New Hampshire. There was no mainstream coverage in contrast to a similar self-immolation in Morocco which attracted world protest. This incident was cited only last month by me during a human rights conference to dissuade a prominent figure in Manhattan from attempting self destruction as a final reform tactic.
And so, while our federal government escalates its military involvement around the globe, soldiers are returning to empty homes, child alienation and felony support warrants. I was able to save another victim from suicide at a parent convention I sponsored in 2011, but the unsuccessful instances are more telling, see i.e. Purple Heart’s Final Beat, Second Class Citizen.Org (2009). Virtually all responders on 9-11 were men entitled to equal treatment in these courts. Yet a vast number became eternally separated without any reform.
Enough ! Be a part of the solution. These are your fellow citizens at risk. Contact me for further information at Parenting Rights Institute (315) 380-3420. I will not respond to keyboarding exercises. Serious inquiries only.
Exactly five years after an oppressed father protested discrimination by burning himself alive on the steps of Keene County Family Court, four victimized fathers calmly walked up the steps of the United States Supreme Court to file a writ for parental equality.
Media throughout the beltway were discussing it, news releases were confirmed everywhere, and these four made history outside the halls of our nation’s highest court. And it’s high time. Give dads their due. We sacrifice in the line of duty every day for our children.
Whether it be law enforcement in Orlando, firemen headed into the towers on 9-11, or our military in foreign wars, we are sick and tired of the abuses inflicted upon us in divorce and family courts. We are tired of returning to anything but “equal justice” as promised on the top of the Supreme Court edifice.
These four professionals, a doctor, lawyer, dentist and engineer made their case at a news conference on the eve of Fathers Day. They are Dr. Mario Jimenez, M.D., Dr. Leon Koziol, J.D., Dr. Dan Pestana, DDS and John Bautista, BSME, MBA, sacrificing their professional standings by taking up this cause. They need your help.
Yes it’s Fathers Day again with those worn out stereotypes about manning up. And that’s exactly what these professionals did from New York, California, Florida and Virginia. They asked our government to man up to its responsibilities for equal rights. Being born male does not give our courts a power to denigrate our authority as equal parents under supreme laws.
While other traditionally discriminated groups have made great strides in achieving reform, fathers continue to be remanded by our courts to lower class parent status with all the oppression which comes with it. Fathers remain 85% of all parents paying support, nearly 100% of those sent to a debtor prison for delinquencies and even shot dead in the back by a traffic cop while fleeing unarmed from a support warrant (Walter Scott).
After Fathers Day a group from New York City has committed itself to a protest march from the Oneida County Courthouse in Utica to a business on Broad Street. Its theme for Leon’s sake: Our children are not for sale. If you know of an organization which should join the equality writ at the Supreme Court, time is of the essence. Please call Leon, its author and presenter at (315) 796-4000.
Divorce and family court victims as far away as Florida and California are already committed to attend public hearing on gag order, equal rights and parental alienation.
After ten years of litigating for parental justice as high as the United States Supreme Court, Dr. Leon Koziol may finally get his day in court on behalf of divorce and family court victims everywhere. A New York Supreme Court Justice has just signed an order to hear arguments in a mandamus proceeding on June 10 at 10:30 a.m. at the Oneida County Courthouse in Utica. Mandamus is considered extraordinary, in this case directed at a family court judge named Daniel King in Lowville, New York, and it is open to the public.
In the past, Leon was bombarded with technical dismissals, jurisdictional chaos and judge misconduct designed to suppress his overdue reform efforts in our third branch of government. Unscrupulous lawyers across America have turned our children into a lucrative trillion dollar industry eating alive our life’s earnings, retirement savings, health and college funds. And the corruption is escalating for reasons found in Leon’s ordeal described with horrific detail at Leon Koziol.com.
After 23 unblemished years practicing law in federal and state courts, he was suspended, threatened with contempt, deprived of a livelihood, denied access to (important people in his life) and now they are seizing his home. We can’t disclose who those important people are because this site is still subject to a gag order which Leon seeks to remove on June 10th so that fraud, perjury and judge misconduct can be conveyed to you when government commissions fail us.
The timing before Fathers Day and location of these arguments are also extraordinary. An opportunity like this may not occur for another ten years. Leon has sacrificed too much for this cause and is destined to lose this case because the establishment and gold mine he is seeking to reform are too powerful. But if we can finally rally together at the Oneida County Courthouse in a judicial district which includes the Fort Drum Army Base and former Griffiss Air Force Base, a profound message can be sent to courts all across America.
Leon is highly focused on protecting military, minorities and law enforcement, or those mostly harmed by the antiquated custody system. Instead of promoting shared parenting, our federal government today is obsessed with transgender bathrooms in North Carolina with Attorney General Loretta Lynch accusing us of being racists if we don’t support her. What??? Leon was a highly accomplished civil rights attorney and lawyer for a past president of the National Organization for Women. Racism and religious convictions are not the same. And while everyone else is demanding equal rights, fathers are still discriminated through an abuse of Title IV-D federal funding.
This courthouse in the center of New York state is three hours from New York metropolitan area and Buffalo, two hours from the Canadian and Pennsylvania borders. Already supporters are committed to attend from as far away as Florida and California. Hotel Utica and the Radisson downtown are less than a mile from Thruway Exit 31 (Interstate 90). These were the sites of various civil rights forums sponsored by Leon that were targeted by ethics lawyers engaged in the witch hunt against Leon. They were ultimately fired by a licensing court for falsifying their time sheets. No public charges were ever brought against them.
You may have heard about Arkansas Judge Joe Boeckmann charged this week with sexual predator crimes over a thirty year period through judicial favors. In the mandamus lawsuit and at Leon Koziol.com, you will read about Leon’s custody judge, Brian Hedges, removed from the bench for admitting to sexual misconduct on his five year old handicapped niece, family judges who fabricated college degrees to elevate Leon’s support obligations, and his consequential testimony before the Moreland Commission on Public Corruption which led to more severe retributions. You will read about judges sent to prison in Brooklyn and Albany for soliciting custody and divorce bribes, and of course the “Kids-for-Cash” scandal in Pennsylvania.
It’s out of control people. Stop keyboarding in the comfort of your homes to one another and people who don’t care. “Raising awareness” this way is misguided and creates false hope. It’s time to make a stand against parent waterboarding by a corrupted system. Spread the word every way you can. After the June 10 arguments, Leon will file a petition for writ at the United States Supreme Court in Washington D.C. concerning a similar mandamus action dismissed by a federal appeals court in Manhattan. An opening excerpt is provided below. For more information and desperately needed donations, contact our office, Parenting Rights Institute, at (315) 796-4000 or Leon direct at (315) 796-4000.
U.S. SUPREME COURT WRIT (OPENING):
While our federal government asserts itself around the globe to advance human rights, its military is returning to divorce and family courts which exploit children for profit. Public safety officers, such as our responders on 9-11, are being hauled into the same courts and subjected to discrimination on account of their gender or line of duty. Many are alienated from their children, committed to debtor prisons or oppressed as inferior parents to feed a trillion dollar industry.
It is a highly protected industry orchestrated under Title IV-D of the Social Security Act, 42 USC section 651 et. seq. States are rewarded by the number and size of “child support” orders manufactured by their courts. Superior and inferior custody classifications are essential to these money transfers and mandated by federal statute even when parents with near equal incomes and childrearing periods set up contrary agreements, see i.e. Bast v Rossoff, 91 NY2d 723 (1998).
Accordingly support judges have been rendered inherently biased against all those classified under the inferior “non-custodial” label with or without justification. Such classifications are arbitrary, stigmatizing and institutional in countless cases, requiring otherwise cooperative parents to compete over their children. Their infringement of a fundamental right to parent one’s offspring is easily replaced by childrearing plans and orders which retain more family oriented labels such as mother, father and parent, see i.e. Webster v Ryan, 729 NYS2d 315 (Albany Fam. Ct. 2001) at fn. 1(veteran family judge declaring “custody” and “visitation” to be offensive terms in an antiquated system which brings out the worst in parents when children need their best).
However such less intrusive custody substitutes are foreclosed by the blanket classifications and marginalized by overburdened courts committed to the funding scheme. Over time, such injustices have reached constitutional dimension while ever elusive, utopian and overbroad child rearing standards displace parental discretion without compelling state interest contrary to a right declared by the Supreme Court to be the “oldest liberty interest” protected by our Constitution, Troxel v Granville, 530 US 57 (2000)(prolonged custody case can itself violate parental rights), Parham v JR, 442 US 548 (1979)(fit parents presumed to act in their children’s best interests).
A full range of constitutional rights is easily trampled under principles of equity, or the power seized by family judges to “father” our children, see often cited Finlay v Finlay, 240 NY 429 (1925)(“paternal jurisdiction” derived from feudal common law). In plain terms, the Constitution is being ignored because the custody scheme is lucrative for those who depend upon family controversy for their livelihood. It is being facilitated by judges charged with the highest duty of safeguarding such rights, Federalist Paper No. 78; Marbury v Madison, 5 US 137 (1803).
Support inequities triggered by this scheme (child support standards act) are typically countered with custody tactics to result in untold harm to our children, i.e. Pearce v Longo, 766 F.Supp.2d 367 (NDNY 2011)($2 million city liability for police investigator committing murder-suicide with ex-spouse after exiting support court leaving children without parents). In his highly researched study, Is There Really a Fatherhood Crisis, Professor Stephen Baskerville places the blame on government: “What many are led to believe is a social problem may in reality be an exercise of power by the state,” Independence Review, vol VIII, n 4, Spring 2004, at pp 485-486.
Unsuspecting litigants are also exploited by an expanding bureaucracy under Title IV-D to finance welfare costs created by unrelated and irresponsible parents. The ones properly devoted to their children therefore shoulder an unjust burden merely because they reside separately from their partners. These support judges engage in highly abused fictions such as “imputed income” to raise obligations beyond realistic capacities. There is no express provision for shared parenting under the federal entitlement statute, and the regulatory scheme has replaced the child’s needs with “way of life” standards to elevate support even further. It has removed critical discretion from proper decision makers with outcomes that shock the conscience, see fn 3 and 4.
The “band plays on” in our nation’s family courts because civil rights attorneys and parental advocates such as petitioner are subjugated, vilified and punished for their exercise of reform efforts otherwise protected under the American Constitution. Meanwhile, gay, lesbian and trans-gender parents, soon to be victimized by this same lucrative system, have achieved far greater strides in equality with repeat court actions than fathers have over a century of discrimination.
This is a petition for writ of mandamus and prohibition directed to the federal court of the Northern District of New York. It seeks relief which is central to any self-governing society, namely, the right to seek reforms to this over regulated and oppressive system of child control. In that vein, it matters not whether the decision makers here agree with the foregoing legal posture concerning a federal statute. It matters only that the petitioner is accorded his inalienable human right to express public views and raise his offspring free of the severe retributions he sustained for criticizing our third branch of government, see i.e Garrison v Louisiana, 379 US 64 (1964).
 Petitioner’s revenue-bias conclusion was deemed frivolous by the lower court. However it is supported by our nation’s top civil rights experts at the Justice Department. They issued a report on March 4, 2015 after the Ferguson, Missouri race riots concluding that the region’s municipal courts were committing civil rights violations through concocted arrests and excessive fines as part of a revenue generating scheme. There is nothing to distinguish that conclusion from petitioner’s long asserted claims here regarding family courts which incite needless controversy to exact excessive support orders and attorneys fees. Unequal custody classifications are the workhorse behind all this with rampant prejudice against male parents which can no longer be denied or tolerated. The Census Bureau and private entities continue to report that nearly 85% of all support obligors are men. In his court filings, petitioner has described this as “the last bastion of institutionalized discrimination remaining un-checked in America today.”
 As this case verifies, money interests have displaced the “best interests of the child” in family court. Financial disclosures are mandatory for gauging child support but exploited by unscrupulous lawyers to concoct needless and even bizarre issues for fee maximization. When resources are exhausted from both parents, they orchestrate cause for settlement or client abandonment. Ethics violations are so numerous and even accepted as part of a litigious child control process that attorney disciplinary agents cannot logistically police all the abuses. Worse yet, these agents are able to abuse their entrusted positions to suppress accountability. This case features a chief ethics attorney and two lawyer subordinates who engaged in the witch hunt against the petitioner-attorney (and father) for his public disclosure of vast misconduct. They were terminated from their court-appointed positions as standard bearers of lawyer ethics after an Inspector General discovered their falsified time sheets. No public charges, ethical or criminal, were ever instituted, see Robert Gavin, Oversight lawyers quit amid inquiry, (Albany) Times Union, July 10, 2013.
 The injustices have reached epidemic proportions. Only one month after the Ferguson report, a fit and unarmed father named Walter Scott was shot dead in the back while fleeing a child support warrant during a traffic stop in South Carolina. He had been imprisoned a number of times due to a growing support debt based on imputed income capacities. Under prevailing law, an imprisoned parent for any reason continues to face support obligations at pre-commitment levels. Upon release, the debtor is typically overwhelmed and unemployable. He is nevertheless subjected to a rule that one should not profit from the mis-deeds which caused the incarceration even with full rehabilitation. Only because of the “mis-deeds” of this traffic cop, quickly charged with murder, was it publicly revealed that one out of every eight persons imprisoned in South Carolina resulted from support debts. Nearly all are male parents, and a review of warrants lists across New York reveals a similar pattern. South Carolina boasts one of the strictest support enforcement laws with jail terms of up to one year, yet it reports one of the worst collection rates under the federal (performance) statute, partial source: Robles and Dewan, Skip Child Support. Go to Jail. Lose Job. Repeat, New York Times (front page), 4/19/15. Debtor prisons have been invalidated since the mid 19th century but re-introduced through willful support violations. As the case before this court demonstrates, such a contempt avenue is an illusion behind a de facto debtors’ prison due to biased judges having a financial stake in the outcomes of support litigation. Such jurists bring court revenues and personal advancement through support performance measures and payments derived from sources other than the debtor parent, see i.e. Bast, supra. As relevant here, the petitioner-father issued public statements at the Walter Scott funeral before national media, civil rights groups and reporters of the New York Times as part of his ongoing reform efforts. He suffered further retributions in the lower court, state family courts and attorney disciplinary tribunals by actions and decisions beginning only weeks later.
Many loyal followers here at Leon Koziol.com have been misled by the notion that my support of shared parenting made me a fathers’ rights advocate opposed to mothers. Those who truly know my work recognize how wrong that assumption is. It’s the way our detractors profit from a corrupted court system, by pitting parents against one another. Children need both.
During my years as a practicing attorney, I saved many women from false charges and discrimination. In fact one such case led to the bias of my support court judge who was forced to step down from that earlier woman’s case. He then exacted revenge by staying on my support case and finding a violation. I also was the lawyer for a former president of the National Organization for Women.
Good mothers support shared parenting even where equal time is impractical, for example due to career demands or distance. When fathers are encouraged and facilitated, children fare best in life. That much is supported by human history and expert studies. A good mother never asks a judge to incarcerate a father for back support. No amount of money justifies the criminalization of parenthood or a debtors’ prison.
This was a stand I took against my profession eight years ago which I am still fighting today. You will receive important news on that later this week. In the meantime, as many of you know, I am writing book manuscripts for those parents wishing to publish their court ordeals for posterity or reform’s sake. The opening chapter of my latest project is offered for your education and amazement below.
It’s about parent alienation and we are hoping to get contributions for its marketing phase upon publication this year. If you have a story you would like to have published, it’s no small undertaking and requires publishing expertise and court room experience of the kind I uniquely possess. Feel free to contact me personally for details and a cost estimate at (315) 796-4000. You can also help represent yourself or seek litigation alternatives in a court program offered at http://www.parentingrightsinstitute.com.
The Tamara Sweeney Story
The first time I saw Tamara Sweeney, it was at a hotel lounge in Binghamton, a small city on the New York-Pennsylvania border. The remarkable aspect of our meeting was not how hastily it had been arranged or how we drove two hours there from opposite directions. It was her captivating smile which seemed to bring energy to a collection of fatigued business people that had congregated at the end of a work day.
Outwardly, all indications were that she was a motivated woman with a sense of confidence, a person who knew what had to be done in any given situation even if she had to acclimate to new levels of competence on a moment’s notice. Behind that flare, however, I knew this was not the real Tamara. The person I knew from my readings was hopelessly immersed in a cauldron of pain and anguish concealed by layered walls of self-preservation.
Imagine yourself a loving mom who gave life to four children in five years, three boys and a girl; a parent, days filled with feedings, baths, runny noses, kissing and hugging. The number of calendar and diaper changes would confound any corporate executive. Then, suddenly, after so many promising years with their father in a dream home, these children are seized from this mom, prevented from having any contact and left without her regular guidance and affection.
That was the Tamara Sweeney I had read about in a voluminous court record, a mother who could not have imagined the level of cruelty inflicted by her own government residing in the family courts of Montgomery County, Pennsylvania. She was not a criminal and despite my search of the record, I could find no evidence to justify the severe alienation she had suffered from her offspring. To the contrary, these children were her entire life.
As she approached, that incessant smile complemented the rest of her, a stunning lady which by all indications defied father time. She carried herself gracefully exuding everything genuine. Later she would boast photos of her family in diverse settings. As I gazed upon their similarly captivating faces, I could not help but conclude that a sort of Camelot had been underway in a pleasant valley community near Philadelphia, that city of brotherly love.
It was an idyllic setting without the paparazzi. However that setting would shatter when a corrupt court system seized it, a commonplace occurrence in America today. I had seen my share of shocking ordeals, but this divorce crushed logic. Having saved the falsely accused, securing record recoveries for victims of government abuse and even managing to strike down a casino compact worth billions of dollars, this story would set precedent in the court of public opinion.
The worst of my professional experiences resided in divorce and family courts which I avoided with a plague. People separate for countless reasons but that should not translate into lucrative custody battles for lawyers. Tamara had solicited me not as a lawyer but as a writer, someone who could distill her complex case into a literary work that might capture the world, not as her smile had done for me, but to tell a story which might prevent others from falling into that same cauldron.
It would be a project which took proper aim against a court system that was destroying the very fabric of a nation. As I liked to describe it, divorce and family courts were the Hotel California of the legal profession: You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave. Resigned to her fate as a victim of a corrupted system, after exhausting civil recourse to the point of bankruptcy and homelessness, Tamara would nevertheless refuse to go quietly into the night.
No, no, hell no! I could envision her declaring. Come hell or high water, the world will know the horrific injustices inflicted upon a loving American mom. Lawyer reform and judicial accountability were high on her list of objectives, but towering over it was a fervent desire to be reunited with her babies. Unfortunately time was working against her as they approached adulthood with family court processes operating at the speed of a snail.
Competing against that process was a mother possessed by human nature. After all, is the umbilical cord ever truly cut between a loving mom and her offspring? We can put a man on the moon, split atoms, engage artificial intelligence and achieve vast breakthroughs in medicine but remain unable to tackle this extraordinary human phenomenon. It may well explain why our government is unwilling to extricate family courts from their twentieth century practices.
Those same practices made Tamara an ironic victim, swallowed whole by a gender biased system which women have been protecting for decades. Tamara was a “non-custodial parent,” a custody classification typically reserved for dads. She was not concerned about that aspect of the system. It was as if she had danced around it, the devil for years, never imagining how she could end up its prey. Instead she was obsessed with the symptoms and one in particular: Parent Alienation Syndrome or PAS.
PAS is the condition discovered and popularized by Dr. Richard Gardner three decades earlier which had yet to be recognized by the psychiatric profession or legal community. It was based on numerous cases involving parents who had suffered immense trauma from children rejecting their affection and very existence for no logical reason other than a spiteful parental counterpart. It remains a condition cultivated by lawyers anxious to pit parents against one another for profit.
American society is still unfamiliar with PAS, let alone in a position to embrace it as an epidemic. It is a single cause for health issues, moral dysfunction and social ills that have claimed more families than cancer. Indeed mass violence can be traced to this epidemic, one that finds its way into our schools, workplaces and homes. Of all the issues confronting our clergy today, few are more threatening to the viability of religion itself than this one.
However, if our government and regulated professions are unwilling to recognize it, there will be no cure any time soon. And the reason for that is the same as the explanation for tobacco, energy and drug industries. It’s all about the money. But here the cancer is eating away at the very souls of our children. PAS is the embodiment of evil depicted somewhat like it was in the film Devil’s Advocate, starring Al Pacino. The moral fiber of future generations is under siege in these courts.
Tamara’s objectives must be achieved if we are to stem this crisis. You will have to read on to know how and why, what it means to you and your loved ones. This story is about a jungle filled with primates in skirts and ties devoid of a civilized conscience. They pounce on unsuspecting parents and children for the primeval purpose of filling their bellies with modern day manna, the almighty buck. Shortsighted and self-serving, they blame their victims for the harm they cause.
Lawyers, psychologists, therapists, evaluators and former lawyers on the bench are among the predators anxious to destroy relationships which could be retained or salvaged through non-litigation alternatives. As a general observation, industrialists sell products, government sells services, businesses sell both, doctors sell advice and cures, psychiatrists sell therapy and medications, but lawyers sell controversies and promises.
Of all these stocks in trade, the last is most counter-productive to families. They do not belong in a forum created to protect our children. And when government makes it profitable for their participants to incite controversy, it is the worst kind of evil. Minor disputes erupt into major ones with the words of an unscrupulous lawyer adept at abusing the system for fee generating purposes. In the end, a protracted court battle yields irrevocable harm.
Laws have been drafted to incentivize conflict in these courts. The very structure for resolution is built upon artificially induced controversy and an unsupported foundation for distributing childrearing authority between superior and inferior parents. Shared parenting initiatives have failed time and again all across America due to a universal failure to invalidate the archaic system being protected. I have described it as the “Custodial Institution of Childrearing.”
If you are not yet convinced of the critical need for reform, consider the fact that there are more than 600,000 attorneys licensed in California and New York alone with as many candidates as there are practicing attorneys nationwide. There is no end in sight to this glut of lawyers entering the market, and the least qualified typically end up in family court. This is where apprentices learn their trade and marginal lawyers can instigate lucrative controversy to last an entire career.
The archaic process begets a host of forensic additions to the mix by request or court order, including law guardians and social workers, all in the business of dictating how our children are to be raised on vague, conflicting or utopian standards. It is job creation of the worst order, encouraging vulnerable children to hate one or both parents, destroying any notion of forgiveness and praising them for spying on their moms and dads toward a new world order of child control.
Accountability is as nonexistent as the number of malpractice cases arising in these tribunals. In the medical profession, a surgeon who performs needless operations for profit is discovered through an objective review process. In family court, when a lawyer performs a needless hearing for the same reason, there is no similar review, no real measure for competent performance. The all-encompassing child’s best interests can be satisfied by any half baked participant.
Making matters worse, parents learn too late that child alienation is a damage claim that cannot be recovered monetarily like other injuries. Hence there is no remedy for the child predator disguised in professional attire feeding on college funds, retirement plans and the very shelters of human beings until there is nothing left to consume. If you are a person who has not yet been harmed by this system, you pay for it in taxes, crime and productivity at the very least.
Tamara had no idea what she was getting into when she first retained a lawyer in April, 2012 to separate amicably with her husband of twelve years. Rick Cohen would certainly not advise her properly. As with most divorce lawyers, his goal was to generate as many fees as possible. His firm probably had a performance measure based on the number of billable hours he could orchestrate much like the federal government does for purposes of support enforcement funding.
Indeed everything was working against Tamara when she made that fateful call to his law office. Even her husband was enraged by that phone call when he learned of it. Still recoiling from the knowledge that she had entered into an extramarital relationship, he was pleading with and threatening her to call it off. Nevertheless he was served with divorce papers the following month. It was a regrettable by-product of escalating abuse in the homestead.
Years earlier, Tamara had been forced to compromise her role as primary care taker when her husband quit his lucrative position to start an on-line business. Revenue projections did not materialize, and before long the family homestead and finances were at risk. She then became a breadwinner only to learn that the boundaries which she had worked so hard to establish for her children were now in ruins. Unbearable conflicts escalated as a natural outgrowth.
When a mother verifies through proper testing that her seventh grade child is consuming alcohol and smoking marijuana, it is a shock of the worst kind. A responsible parent cannot and does not ignore the vital signs particularly as grades and social conduct tank as a predictable result. Her husband responded with more of the same, parties at their home Wednesday through Sunday and abuses so severe that Tamara found herself in a closet or locked in a bedroom afraid to come out.
Her teen boys emulated such abuses. Tamara was made out to be a disease in the homestead by an alienating parent who could not forgive let alone realize how his unrelenting anger could jeopardize crucial long term relationships. Soon it became necessary for mom to move out until the situation could stabilize. But this only harmed her custody position later on. It was the beginning of her ordeal with parent alienation and the end of the world as she knew it.
When I met Tamara in Binghamton four years later, she was a mother desperate to save the very lives of her children. She was a parent running recklessly into a burning building prepared to sacrifice herself if necessary. There were many things which amazed me about her dedication but one stood out even as I began preparations for this book. The scheduling of our first meeting had to be made around her daughter’s team event at school. Everything else took a back seat.
Days later, Tamara took a call from me while watching a ball game featuring her son. It wasn’t her presence at those events which fascinated me but that she continued to promote her children from a distance while under court orders to stay away over a two year period. The tactics used against her were the same as those inflicted upon separating parents everywhere. The idea was to shoe horn mom and dad into unequal custody roles so that child support could be justified.
This was the real Tamara Sweeney heading my way for the first time at a hotel lounge in Binghamton, New York. I had read her ordeal in substantial part. Volumes of court papers, photos and diaries sent to me the prior week. Too much to digest so early in the assignment, I was more eager to hear her story first hand, to listen intently for purposes of sizing her up, to study her facial expressions and reactions to a bevy of questions I was prepared to unload on her.
This would be best achieved in a relaxed setting, carefully but meticulously executed over a period of hours. I remained in awe over her unending smile after such a horrendous ordeal which was still ongoing. Dressed casually, blond hair feathered back to shoulder length and cosmetics applied sparingly, she angled her slender figure between a pair of table stools before arriving at my tight spot. We composed ourselves when nearby patrons made room for us.
“I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show after reading my stuff,” she opened with an embrace. “I got us a table over there in the dining area so we could be more private,” pointing over to a location by the window. “But this is okay if you like. I’m sure no one around here cares about our craziness,” she asserted jokingly but uncomfortably. Her smile expanded a bit as if it was even possible and her left arm was wrapped around a file that seemed ready to explode.
“No this is fine Timera, did I pronounce that right?” I answered, doing my best to compete with the noise and her pleasant demeanor. How did she manage it, I asked myself, wishing for the moment that we had made that move to her selected area.
“It’s alright, you said it like so many do. It’s actually Tamra, but I’ll accept either one. Not so picky you know.”
“The correct way sounds much better so I’ll stick with that. Are you hungry? Because I’m starved and ready to order.” I searched the crowded bar for service. “It was all I could do get out of Dodge before some phone call derailed our last minute meeting here. I haven’t eaten since breakfast.”
“Yeah thanks for that. I’m really not hungry but I might order something light to nibble on.” Anxious to get down to business, it wasn’t long before she moved past the perfunctory exchanges. “So how much of my material have you gotten through?”
“Enough Tamara, enough to get a decent impression of your nightmares. To be candid, it is an unbelievable story so far, and I’m not even close to an overriding theme. There’s so much going on like most divorces. But yours is an extraordinary one. I have a lot of questions.”
“Good! I’m ready. Fire away.”
“No, not so fast. We just got here. Let’s have a drink, relax a bit, have a bite, and your cross examination will come. As I explained on the phone, I like to get to know the real person I’m writing about, not just the client. Your files do that in abundance. Let’s talk for awhile on the lighter side. Then when the time comes, it’ll occur naturally. This is not a lawsuit you know.”
“Thank God! You’re right,” she agreed with a sigh of relief.
I guided her to another table away from the noise and laughter. She then placed a large binder on a nearby stool, guarding it like a sheep dog over her flock. As she explained excitedly this morning, she was able to locate it after a desperate search. This binder contained a synopsis of her divorce and family history which a judge refused to review. Privately I concluded that it had not been properly offered. For me, however, it was a blessing in disguise, a fateful error of a robotic jurist meant precisely to become the book I was about to complete. Then I continued.
“You see I’ve changed my approach on this kind of assignment. Trust me, Tamra, it works. I’ll give you references. My last subject was a woman who engaged me with conflict and dictates regularly. She came across like one who could never be satisfied. There are only so many hours in a day, and if I was billing at lawyer rates, such books would never be possible.”
Tamara nodded in agreement. She knew my own ordeal after discovering my website during a parenting conference at our nation’s capital. Anyone writing her story would have to demonstrate a requisite level of expertise before she could entrust him with her sensitive files. They were years in the making, and I certainly understood her fears. That’s because I took a conscientious and long overdue stand against my own profession in these matters and was vilified on all fronts.
“This witch hunt which my profession did against me for exposing misconduct had the fate of permitting your book. And go figure, the lawyers in that witch hunt ended up getting fired by the court for falsifying their time sheets. So much for our standard-bearers of lawyer ethics. These are the same guys charged with a duty to correct overbilling practices. I don’t know about Pennsylvania but corruption in New York is a cottage industry.” I chuckled briefly.
Tamara was immediately engaged with enthusiasm over an experience she had already read about. Now she was made a part of it, joining my amusement to where her smile might reach both ears. “Oh no, once we dig in, you’ll find that it’s just as corrupt, maybe even worse in Montgomery County. Any day I’m expecting them to be exposed and come crashing down.”
The conversation was going better than expected. We were joined not only by common experiences but clicking as if we were telepathic. That’s what tends to happen when human beings have gone down similar emotional highways. We were getting more relaxed and committed to our joint goals with each sip of our drinks.
“After months of hard work,” I continued, “that woman is now a believer. I’ll play her last phone message if you like. She called her finished book ‘brilliant.’ It’s in the hands of a publisher.”
“That won’t be necessary. I’ve read your work since that parent conference two years ago. I’ve actually been targeting you for my book ever since. I know what I’m doing.”
I was sincerely impressed that Tamara had become committed to me for so long before her first phone inquiry only three weeks ago. It made me realize that my hard work might have to eclipse my last manuscript. That would be a tall order, but so far so good. It was like entering uncharted waters, an unexplored wilderness, a journey to the edge of humanity, all for a cause destined to impact future generations.
We talked into the night like schoolmates on a first date. Anyone observing this exchange would have no idea the horrific pressures we were hiding beneath our laughs and discourse. For the time being at least, this was wonderful. Our mutual pain had subsided. Moments that meant everything to each of us became merged through a sense of shared identity. But the lightheartedness soon graduated to our business at hand.
Later that night I would summarize our opening session as a contest over who could hide their pain better. Talking about it here so freely and so far away from our homes helped us open up. And boy did we open up. On and on we went until before you knew it, the crowd had dwindled to a few stragglers from a wedding reception in a nearby ball room. The bride was now snuggled up to the bar with her newlywed and the rest of the bridal party was taking pictures in the lobby.
“Come on let’s get a picture of us too,” Tamara offered with sudden enthusiasm. “I like photos. It helps me remember special events, and I’m feeling real good about this book now.” She reached for my arm and pulled me into the open. We searched for the ideal location with a view from an expansive window. The father of the bride was drafted for the photo op.
We ended our meeting shortly after that. To my surprise we had talked incessantly for over four hours, never expecting to become so energized along the way. She turned over some additional materials from her file after walking me through her binder, cautioning me again that it had become her life’s treasure and a major reason for our trips here. I was veritably impressed with its content. This was a mother who meant business, and I was not about to disappoint.
As I turned for the hotel exit for my trip back home, I took note of the newlyweds embracing at the bar. I felt compelled to give them some friendly advice of the kind I dismissed so many years ago. I mused for awhile but opted against it. After all, there are lifetime marriages of the kind I always admired. Then I walked out into the night, a rainy, miserable and cold one while glancing up briefly into a black foreboding sky. Perhaps a storm was on its way.
Leon is returning from a three day human rights conference in New York City sponsored by an international organization. It started with a petition delivered to the United Nations on Thursday and ended with a presentation of American hostages and terrorism in Middle East.
We decided to participate because the agenda was open to atrocities in “other countries.” So the atrocities of parent alienation, lucrative custody battles and debtor prisons (child support abuses) were added to the agenda through our hand-outs of Dr. Koziol’s newly released report entitled “Custody Court Dysfunction: An American Human Rights Epidemic.”
You can get a copy by consulting earlier posts here at Leon Koziol.com. You can also obtain our Court Education Program at http://www.parentingrightsinstitute.com. This report is based on over three decades of litigation experience in these courts. It was distributed to a European documentary producer, international speakers and a policy advisor to Congress.
Contact us at our office at (315) 380-3420 if you want more information.
Parental and Civil Rights Advocate, Dr. Leon Koziol, will release a report detailing judicial censorship of misconduct complaints in divorce and family courts.
The censorship of parents comes in the form of over regulation, retaliatory conditions, gag orders and orchestrated support delinquencies as a pretext for punitive incarceration.
There are many other modes of suppression which you may have experienced. Our children are exploited to incite needless controversy, lucrative therapies, and costly programs. They are trying to conform our diverse parenting practices into a utopian new world order.
And yet despite our constitutional status as a self governing nation, complaints of consequential alienation, needless suicides, school violence, declines in worker productivity and a health care crisis are being censored by an entrenched establishment.
An international Christian human rights organization will be addressing the United Nations regarding such issues on a global scale. Its weekend conference next week in New York City features world renowned speakers, and Leon has been invited.
The focus of the conference is to end oppression of speech, religion and human rights by ISIS, China and “other countries.” Leon will show how such oppression is occurring right here in America under the guise of our children’s “best interests” (the almighty dollar).
He is also submitting related reports to Congress regarding an abused federal funding law known as Title IV-D of the Social Security Act (CPS and support enforcement). Another entitled Custody Court Dysfunction was released last week for reform purposes (fundraising).
Unfortunately the moral corruption of America continues with unscrupulous and often incompetent lawyers having no regard for the damage they cause to our society. Their mandatory custody framework is highly protected in place of shared parenting because it has become a gold mine.
If you’ve been following Leon’s sacrificial stance against his own profession, you know how the same courts seized his children, home and law license in retaliation for his reform efforts. He wants to organize a rally in Washington to make this a pivotal issue in the presidential elections.
Regrettably apathy remains. Typing on keyboards from the comfort of your homes to raise some kind of “awareness” to fellow victims and a universe that could care less will not reform anything. It may only cause more harm by sending a message of disunity and weakness.
Like other civil rights movements, families must unite and make a profound statement. The Team here at Leon Koziol.com and Parenting Rights Institute hopes you will help.
Contact us at our office at (315) 380-3420 or Leon direct at (315) 796-4000. We offer a Court Program for self-represented parents and those wishing to consider mediation and other litigation alternatives at http://www.parentingrightsinstitute.com. We also prepare book manuscripts for those wishing to publish their court ordeals.
It was something no one expected: a politician truly inaccessible by media because she got surrounded by a wall of fact checkers. Hillary Clinton was giving her Convention strategy at a news conference in Hartford, Connecticut.
It was held after she she finally ended a streak of primary victories by Bernie Sanders in her (not quite) home state of New York. If it hadn’t been for Hillary’s Vermont Wall, a previously unknown senator from that state would not be giving her such a challenge for president.
As a reporter for Leon Koziol.com, I was determined to penetrate the fact checkers and become the first to get breaking news. So down on all fours I went squirreling my way toward the podium armed with a politician compass (operating on mouth vibrations), my I-phone 6, and Michelle Fields repellent.
I was doing good, the vibrations were off the chart. If my dad could do this to escape a Nazi war camp, it would be a ‘crawl in the park’ for me. That’s when I came across a familiar pair of green sneakers. Recognizing their owners, Ed Ryan, my good friend, I quickly rose to to greet him.
“Lee what the hell you doing here?” he laughed loudly as I tried to compose myself. “And what’s with the I-phone, skirt checking? You know guys are going to prison for that these days.”
“Come on, Ed, you know better. I was trying to avoid Michelle Fields. Besides what are guys not getting arrested for these days?”
“Point taken. Who’s Michelle Fields, another stalker? You got no luck in women, Lee. You should just stick with the ones at White Lake. They’re pretty hot and at least they’re normal… I think.”
Ed laughed aloud again as he was accustomed to doing, even at his own comments. He was my social consultant at a place called White Lake Inn, a popular restaurant and country rock bar in New York’s Adirondack Mountains.
Everyone liked Ed. If he didn’t like you, a psychiatric evaluation was probably on your calendar. At White Lake, it was All-American, everybody liked everybody, it didn’t matter who you were. World issues were resolved there. The laughs and suds were often on the house.
“No Ed, she’s the Breitbart reporter fired for that complaint against Trump’s campaign manager, Cory Lewandowski, because he touched her at a crowded rally. It was an assault charge that got thrown out.”
“I know you never lost a criminal case, but don’t tell me you’re a lawyer for Trump now.”
“No, you’re missing my point, it’s the feminist idiocracy taking over our government. I’m representing common sense. What kind of cops or military is equal rights gonna bring us if reporters get so sensitive. Michelle got swindled… Oh never mind, I’m just trying to…”
“(Interrupting) And I thought you didn’t care much for rock concerts, Lee. I’ve been standing in this line ever since I saw the advertisement for Bad Company off I-95. I love this band! Maybe Max and Kelly will be the opening act.”
It would be hard as the bearer of bad news. Ed seemed so excited, but someone had to tell him. Such an easy-going guy, that alone was appealing to most. As he explained, it was because he never married or had kids. His job as a school counselor gave him all the craziness to last a lifetime.
“Ed this isn’t a rock concert for Bad Company. It’s a news conference for Hillary Clinton. That giant sign was put up by Bernie Sanders, her opponent. They’re probably referring to all the billionaires and corporate donors to her campaign.”
He grimaced in semi-disbelief. “No f-ing way. I hate politicians, except maybe Donald Trump. He’s got balls and funny as shit. You know this whole country’s going to hell unless he gets elected. I would still wait if he was here.”
“Well then do me a favor, tall as you are, put me on your shoulders so I can get my I-phone on Hillary’s speech. They’re trying to get an answer for her lies about Benghazi. She wants to be commander-in-chief but got our soldiers in harm’s way. If she does her usual dance routine, I’m outta here.”
Never embarrassed but highly disappointed, Ed agreed. He dutifully hoisted me and I began zooming in. Her remarks were directed against Donald Trump which gave Ed some solace for his blunder. Hillary was the anti-Christ as far as he was concerned. At least that’s the way he explained Sanders’ visit with the Pope back home.
“Who is Donald Trump to talk about success?” the candidate railed. “Win, win, win… blah, blah, blah. Well I got success and I know how to win too. Take the Whitewater scandal, I won, my village on how to raise everyone’s children, and Bill’s infidelities, I won again. Now they got this e-mail thing going. I’m still winning.”
“But now you want to be president, Hillary,” interrupted a fact checker. “That last scandal is not small potatoes, it involves our military overseas.”
“Hey the American public could care less if I mix my grocery bills with nuclear secrets. Besides it’s the FBI against our Attorney General, Loretta Lynch, on this federal crime, and everyone knows she’s my feminazi friend. No one’s above the law except me. I got it all covered folks, untouchable just like Bill. By the way he really did not have sex with that woman. I was there at the White House and we did not turn it into a whore house.”
Disgusted, and given the long trip we made, I had to yell out a question from the media entourage relegated to the rear. It wouldn’t be the first time I did it. Ed buckled a bit underneath me with the crowd pushing on all sides. But if he could manage to stand his ground all those years at White Lake Inn, this would be no problem.
“So what about Donald Trump’s campaign platform,” I shouted, “pretty consistent wouldn’t you say? He’s sounding more presidential by the day, how do you respond to his bullet point plan?”
“There you guys go again with bullets, gun rights and the Second Amendment. I got an answer for Trump’s high tech lie detector system. I got so many lies, I can keep him and the media so busy they will never keep up. I just move on to my next lie before his detectors go off. There’s never been anyone like me.”
“And there will never be, at least not at the White House, Hillary, because we’re all voting for Trump. Come on Ed, let’s get back to White Lake. Brian and Joe make more sense than this politician does.”
Suddenly all of Trump’s lie sirens were sounding off to a point where they were drowning out Hillary’s shrill voice. “No, come back I’m not done lying yet. Have you heard about my Vermont Wall?”
Editor’s Note: This satirical post was sponsored by Leon Koziol.com and Parenting Rights Institute. Kindly help us secure divorce family court reform by supporting our work. We rely on donations to make such work possible. A report entitled Custody Court Dysfunction was recently made public and it must be shared with persons or entities with resources to help us open offices in every state. Custody Court Dysfunction is a growing epidemic traced to PTSD, Parent Alienation Syndrome, moral decay, health care costs and productivity declines in the workplace.
Contact us at our office at (315) 380-3420 or direct at (315) 796-4000. We also offer a Court Program for self-represented parents and those wishing to consider mediation and other litigation alternatives at http://www.parentingrightsinstitute.com. If you like our stories, we also prepare book manuscripts for those wishing to publish their court ordeals.