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It’s time to confirm your attendance for the Founding Fathers March scheduled for April 20, 2012 in Washington, D.C.,  if you haven’t already done so.

Please email your name, telephone number, city and state to:  admin@leonkoziol.com in order receive ongoing notifications.

 

PARENTING ALERT: CONVICTED CHIEF JUDGE PROMOTED ON WALLS OF NEW YORK’S HIGH COURT


As we reach the two week mark in our Founding Fathers March on Washington, another protest may be brewing at the courthouse steps of New York’s high court in Albany. It comes in the wake of a formal complaint issued to current Chief Judge Jonathan Lippman by parental advocate Dr. Leon Koziol regarding a political poster featured on the courthouse walls. Convicted criminal and former Chief Judge Sol Wachtler is presently being advertised as a former candidate on the Republican line for judgeship to this same court. For those of you unfamiliar with Mr. Wachtler, he was prosecuted for blackmail, racketeering and stalking a former lover, among other crimes during the nineties, even using court personnel to target a New Jersey lawyer for purposes of impairing his law license.

It all resulted in a guilty plea and federal prison term for Wachtler. Yet our highest court continues to praise him as a man of “integrity” on our public courthouse walls. The complaint underscores the need for parents to be vigilant of their rights and to protect their children from judges themselves. To be sure, Judge Wachtler threatened to kidnap his ex-lover’s child with audacity to send condoms to her 14 year old daughter! You can see why the Parenting Rights Institute and National League of Fathers, Inc. are joining forces with other concerned groups to protest corruption in our courts. Help us by organizing your friends and family in a peaceful demonstration on the west lawn of Senate Park in our nation’s capital on April 20, 2012. Kindly pass this on to others and exploit any media contacts that you may have.

See a copy of the recently filed complaint (Click Here)

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 17 of the Parenting Papers and April 20th March on Washington: “Military Michaels”

Well, we’re almost there. 17 days and counting to the day when parents who love their children and their country have been given an opportunity to show it. “Build it and they will come” as it is said, and now we have done exactly that, a venue for you to show your displeasure with divorce, custody and support laws which destroy parent-child relationships for both mom and dad. The lawyers reap the profits, courts provide the means, and mainstream families in America 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 our nation’s capital on April 20, 2012. However, if you think that someone is going to beg you to come, give you a free bus trip from your doorstep maybe, you are sadly mistaken. 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.

Is there a problem or not? No one is listening to community gossip, the clicking keyboards or frustrated I-Phones. It takes a physical presence to send a proper message. So join us, won’t you? It’s only two weeks away, and you can make a difference. At the very least, your family and offspring will be proud of your commitments to them. Imagine the impact which you can become a part of. 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 fifth story of this series, Day 17, is entitled: “Military Michaels”.

He got the nickname at ceremonies in the nation’s capital when he was awarded the Purple Heart. Dignitaries and politicians lauded him for valor and sacrifices made during the Gulf War. Reverend Michaels came from a long line of family veterans. But unlike their enlistments in the army, navy, marines and air force, he volunteered in order to provide moral service to those suffering from emotional distress caused by the bombardments of Iraqi villages. The deaths of children and innocent civilians were taking their toll on the modern day fighter, and he was there to make sure they returned in good spirits to their own families.

Reverend Michaels sustained shrapnel wounds while intervening to save soldiers from a suicide attacker. He was sent back to the states the following week. However, when he returned to his home after the awards ceremony, all he could find was a notice taped to the front door. It was a summons for divorce, and the door opened to an empty house. There was no sign of his children. Family heirlooms, pictures and even the Christmas presents he bought for his excited arrival, all gone. In years to come, he would face custody and support battles which made his injuries in Iraq pale in comparison.

In every court appearance, his absence from the children and violent experiences overseas were used against him. A judge even ordered “supervised visitation” until he could be seen by a shrink. They were all tactics devised by greedy lawyers who could care less about his father-child relationships. Apparently, primary care giving in custody determinations did not include the kind of care given to American families and children when he was out protecting them from enemies and would-be terrorists. According to his government, this was “the law” and he would face imprisonment if his support payments got any more delinquent. Fatherhood and underemployment caused by his sacrifices simply did not matter.

The lawyers he hired did him no good. If anything, they caused him to get more behind in his money obligations. So he contacted veterans groups around the country to march on Washington in the name of reform. But he learned the hard way that although he loved his country, his country did not love him. His fellow Americans were more interested in political correctness and social acceptance. In the end, there was no march, no reform and no meaningful relationship with his children. Rather than face a debtor’s prison, Reverend Michaels gave up his career and sought asylum in a foreign country. Prior to becoming a “fugitive from justice”, he tossed his Purple Heart into the Potomac River. Instead of another support payment, he mailed an inscription from a former president, Calvin Coolidge, who declared that “a country which forgets its soldiers will itself be forgotten”.  

 

 

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.”