HELL IS FOR CHILDREN


 

They say that there is a special place in hell for women that do not help other women.  The same holds true for children.  Today, one such “woman” and a judge, Maureen Sogluizzo, of Hudson County is one of those women.

A child victim of incest told her deepest, darkest secret to a grand jury a few short weeks ago.  She told of the sexual abuse, she told of gasoline being poured over her. She told and now her abuser/father is trying to get custody/visitation of her two younger siblings. Currently there is a no contact order for this strong child but her younger siblings are still in the grips of a man who is hell bent on destroying their mother.  But this abuser cannot do this alone, he’s had help, a lot of help.  His money has paid many members of the legal community in New Jersey in order for him to have access to his victims all these years.  Judge Maureen Sogluizzo and others in the Hudson County courtroom are well aware they are being watched.

This ‘father’ was indicted on March 5, 2014 of 7 charges, 3 counts of 2nd degree sex assault against child and 4 counts of physical endangerment of a child, and this judge is considering allowing kids back there! Another Judge from Hudson removed the children on March 5th after grand jury indictment.  He was arrested March 12th and this case going to trial.  Head spinning yet? 

For those that know the family court system and the continuous failures inside the dirty little secret of family court we know how badly these failures can end for battered mothers and their children.  Several cases comes to mind, Jessica Gonzales, Dr. Amy Castillo and many more.

The below videos are just some examples and only the very worst case scenarios that happen when judges fail children.  If this man is not a danger to children, his own. then he should NOT have any custody/visitation until the criminal matter is settled.  The judge should err on the side of caution and should use due diligence when considering any move towards placing a child with a known violent man.  WE ARE WATCHING AND THIS BLOG AND OTHERS WILL CONTINUE TO SHINE THE LIGHT ON THE CORRUPTION, COLLUSION AND CRONYISM IN HUDSON COUNTY, NEW JERSEY JUDGE MAUREEN SOGLIUZZO.

 

DELIVER ME FROM EVIL


I'm a 13 year girl and I'm still forced to see my abuser and molester. My father.

“What you looking for Maria?”

Boonton, New Jersey, United States IP Address: Law Offices Of Maria A. Cestone (216.214.176.82) [Label IP Address] Referring URL: (No referring link) Visit Page: mamaliberty.wordpress.com/2013/11/22/deliver-me-from-evil/

“I’m a 13 year girl and I’m still forced to see my abuser and molester. My father.”

I’m a 13 year girl and I’m still forced to see my abuser and molester. My father. After 8 years of court, its still going on. As a child, I was always told to “shut up”, “don’t you dare tell anyone that”, and “he’s only playing”. I went to speak to a judge at the age of 7 and again 9. There was 3 judge between the almost 8 nine years. I spoke to only one judge and he listened. He took me out for 4 years. I was put back in after the new judge came around with an observer. She left and I was taken out again. New Supervisor again.

The history of abuse includes smashing me into wall saying “I will kill you”, having firecrackers thrown at me, molestation in the shower, dragging me by my next with a jump rope, pushing me on the ground and into near by objects, etc. (Many I’ll detail in private.)

At one point when I said “I’m telling the therapist at the age 7, he told me “Don’t you dare. You’ll never see your family again if you do.” To be honest, I was scared of him. Still am. But, my brother and sister still have to very often. Sometimes I only see them 2 times a week. Then they come back. Then back to him. It worries me that my they go there. They haven’t spoke to anyone. He hurts them. My sister tells me stories how she’ll wake up with him on top of her. Or when he slapped and punched each of them.

Next judge comes around I’m put back in. I spoke to a “lawyer” for me. But she hasn’t done anything. She was one of the only people who didn’t shut me up. Instead she said “Oh we have go now”. Right after I told you details about how he molested me. Observer doesn’t say anything while I sit there and he mentally abuses me.

I recently confronted him at a SUPERVISED visit and it didn’t turn out well. I was yelled at by him, and two other parties. The observer sat there and said nothing as I sobbed and cried. I was told “Oh, That’s Bullshit!”, “tell me when I molested you”, “Your lying”, “you mother said that”, “You mother brainwashed you”. I was also yelled at about how I wouldn’t talk to the other “guests”.

Might I add I have tapes I would like to send you if you reply.

I was puking and trapped at that point. In a bathroom with didn’t help considering I was molested by him in one. I couldn’t take it. He isn’t normal at the slighted point.

There are many other details I’ll direct message you if you read this.

Thank you.

Beth Pensa
bethpensa@gmail.com
Twitter: @bethpensa

Psalm 71:4
Deliver me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of those who are evil and cruel.

Murder suspect in court


Murder suspect in court – IronMountainDailyNews.com | news, sports, business, jobs – The Daily News.

By NIKKI YOUNK

Staff Writer

MARINETTE, Wis. – A Crivitz, Wis. man accused of murdering his ex-girlfriend at a Wausaukee, Wis. gas station last summer appeared in Marinette County Court this week for a motion hearing.

Judge David G. Miron heard arguments for and against a motion to suppress a statement made by the defendant, 55-year-old Richard B. Heyer.

Judge Miron will issue his decision on the motion during an oral ruling on April 9.

Heyer is still scheduled for a pre-trial on April 29 and a four-day jury trial from May 7 through 10.

He faces felony counts of first degree intentional homicide and felon in possession of a firearm.

The charges stem from an Aug. 26 incident in Wausaukee.

Marinette County Sheriff Jerry Sauve reported that deputies responded to a report of a shooting at the Citgo gas station.

They discovered the body of 51-year-old Ann M. Schueller of Wausaukee behind the counter. Heyer was located outside the building with an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound to the chest.

Sauve said that initial investigation indicated that Heyer and Schueller previously lived together and had a history of domestic violence.

Nikki Younk’s e-mail address isnyounk@ironmountaindailynews.com.

Can’t wait to see how MORON Miron rules on this since he NEVER took into the account the dangers of a DRUNKARD, sexually abusive father and saving a little girl. 

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POWER AND CONTROL


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I never talk much about my abuse or the specifics simply because it is too painful to re-live.  Although that doesn’t really matter much when you are re-victimized on a daily basis for standing alongside other battered mothers that are in my position.  The countless mothers that I have spoken to over the years and listening to their heartaches was bad enough for my mental health but now being attacked by others who allegedly have the same goals is simply too much.  I think thought it’s high time to shift gears and allow those that think they may know me and show them what I am and what depths of hell that I have been through.  I’ll start with the event that took place in late 1997 at the hands of my second abuser.  I will no longer be silent and I have risen above my pain.  For this is why I am who I am and why I tirelessly help others that share this heartache and nightmare.

It was after my divorce and during a lengthy custody battle where I met the second abusive man in my life.  During this time I found myself pregnant with this man’s child.  He didn’t treat me bad in the beginning but then again if he would have punched me in the face during our first date I can venture to say there would not have been a second one.  Abusers don’t operate that way, there is a process a “grooming” process of wearing you down and making sure that your defenses are low.

I was homeless, my children were being ripped from my life and I found myself living with a man that I should have listened to all the red flags, I didn’t.  The year was 1997 and the month must have been between November and December as I was five months pregnant.  I was twenty-nine years old and the pregnancy, my fourth child, was very wearing on me.  I am sure the ongoing verbal abuse from my abuser wasn’t helpful.  Not to mention the ongoing divorce/custody battle for my three older daughters.  I remember being exhausted and went to bed early that night.  I knew that my abuser was angry about it but I was just too tired to listen anymore and went to bed.  Sleep came easily and I remember that my sleep was the type that was deep and restful.

I am sure it was a divine intervention to which I received my deep slumber as the following events would change my life forever. My eyes slit open as I could feel the sun peeking through the bedroom window.  But something was strange; I couldn’t stretch or move my arms.  I opened my eyes to find my abuser and the father of my child standing at the foot of the bed. He was laughing.  I finally could open my eyes fully and forced myself to be wake up.  I looked at him and his face seemed different, his laugh was not the same, I knew I was in trouble as my heart began beating out of my chest.  I looked up and found that my wrists were tied with a yellow nylon rope to the headboard.  Strangely my legs were free, for now.  His laughter became louder as I tried to wiggle my wrists free but the more I tried the more pain came on my wrist from the nylon rope intertwining with other fibers of nylon making it tighter.  I asked him what the hell he was doing.  He couldn’t stop laughing.  I became angry and yelled that he needed to untie me now!  That’s when the laughter stopped.  I knew that when he was in the mood to fight this was the way he started it.  He came near my head and whispered in my ear as evil as you can imagine that he was coming for what he was “denied” last night.  My heart jumped as I knew something bad was going to happen to me and there was nothing I was going to be able to do about it.  He lifted me under my ribs and flipped me from my side and over onto my stomach.  I told him that he was hurting me and the baby.  He said nothing.  I begged him to allow me to lie on my back but he ignored every plea.  Nothing.  He grabbed the back top of my pajama pants and ripped them straight down the back.  I began to cry and tried to plead with him to stop.  Again, no response.  He was now naked and on top of my back as he pushed my face deep in the pillow to muffle my sobbing and screaming.  Finally, he spoke as he told me that if I was quiet he would untie me.  I quickly acquiesced and became silent and to be as still as I could be lying on my pregnant stomach.  Then he started laughing again.  He loved this torture; he was in control of my physical body and now my brain.  I couldn’t see him but only hear and feel the weight on my pregnant body.  I will skip some of the dirty little details of what transpired next.  But I will tell you that it was almost immediately after I obeyed his directives that I saw white and felt searing pain, my baby was moving as I could feel her moving slightly under the pressure.  I screamed in pain but it only made it worse as he loved to hear my screams of pain.  I couldn’t believe that I was being sodomized by a man who allegedly loved me with his baby inside of me.  After what seemed like forever he finally stopped and walked out of the room.  My body was in so much pain I feared that my baby would die from the pressure and trauma to my insides.  I knew I was bleeding as felt it run down my thighs.  I began to weep silently so he couldn’t hear me.  I was still tied with the rope and my wrists were on fire from the friction.  I hoped that he was done and that he would leave me alone, I was wrong.  It was almost immediately after I thought that when he returned.  I glanced at him through my tears and noticed he had a video camera.  My torture was far from over.  For hours I was raped and sodomized by the father of the child in my womb and now it was being captured on video.  My heart sank as my humanity was taken with every abuse.  I was scared for my baby.  I didn’t know if we were going to make it.  He finally left me alone as the afternoon began to wane. Alone and still tied up.  I laid there in my blood clutching the headboard to ease the pain on my wrists.  This was the beginning of the end of who I was and forever more I would be changed.  He came back and I winced when I saw him.  He had a small smile on his face of success.  Success in breaking me but not my spirit.  That’s when the yelling began, the name calling, the total degradation.  He got even angrier when he was finally trying to un-tie me as it was “my” fault that he couldn’t get the rope un-tangled due to my constant movement.  Once free, he ordered me out of bed and to clean up “my” mess.  I could barely move.  My hands were numb and my legs were weak.  I didn’t look him in the eye I could only just focus on getting feeling back into my extremities.  I complied with his orders and tried to get dressed but he ripped my clothes from my hands and demanded that I clean his bed up first.  I had to listen to him, what more could I do?  I was scared he would rape me again.  I took the sheets off the bed as I was sobbing silently as I walked past him to the laundry room.  He followed me and continued on watching me and criticizing the amount of detergent I used to the way I put the sheets in the washer.  He warned me that they had better not be ruined.  I hurriedly put the water on cold and set the washer on maximum as I hoped that the blood would be removed.  He was finally he was bored with me and left me alone.  I found some clean clothes and tried to head for the shower.  He was back spitting in my face as he told me that a “whore like me” wasn’t allowed to use his bathroom.  He told me that I had to go bathe in the lake across from his house.  My head was bent low.  My whole body was just waiting for him to strike again and I knew he could sense my fear and he loved every minute of it.

With him in control he ordered me to get dressed and to get dinner started.  I complied and said nothing in fear for any retaliation that he may perceive as defiance.  My heart was broken but if I had only known this was only the beginning of my torture I would have ran out that door as fast as I could.  But I was trapped.  Trapped by the fear of being homeless, penniless and pregnant.  I had no family or friends that would help, the other abuser made sure of that.  It was one of the lowest points of my life.  I tried to make this abuser stop abusing me.  I loved him and wanted him to be happy for the baby.  Nothing worked as everything I did was wrong and everything bad that happened to him was my fault (actually still is after all these years).

I can look back now and obviously write about this trauma with strength and courage as I know he can never hurt me again.  There was no reason to do the things he had done to me through the years and then to our child.  He is sadistic man with a severe, untreated mental illness.  I would hope that others out there reading this and are in a relationship with someone like this.   Run, don’t walk.  Leave while you can.  You cannot change an abuser and you will get hurt or even kiled.

I am happy to report that in this year, 2013, I am very happily married to the man of my dreams.  A real man that doesn’t hit screams, call me names or rape me.  My husband knew full well how much baggage I had when I met him. But rather than pushing aside this baggage he helped me to unpack it and I did.  I can say that I have been abuse free since 2005.  I took away the one thing that my abuser wanted so badly and that was power and control.  I took it back, my life, my body, my sanity, forevermore.

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Sticks and Stones


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I’ve seen a number of boisterous and inaniloquent things over the years, but Bill Windsor’s smear tactics really take the cake. Please note that many of the conclusions I’m about to draw are based on cogent and virtually incontrovertible evidence provided by a set of people who have suffered immensely on account of Windsor. Whatever he claims to the contrary, Windsor criticizes AMPP for giving our mothers an instrument that is very much needed at this time,  A VOICE.

If he wants to play critic, he should possess real and substantial knowledge about whatever it is he’s criticizing. He shouldn’t simply assume that it’s okay to wage a clandestine guerilla war against many basic human rights. While I trust that this audience shares my indignation at him, the ultimate aim of his theories is to restructure society as a pyramid with Windsor at the top, Windsor’s patsies directly underneath, sullen recidivists (especially the intellectually challenged type) beneath them, and the rest of at the bottom. This new societal structure will enable Windsor to rescue animalism from the rubbish heap of history, dust it off, slap on a coat of cheap sophistry, and market it as new and improved, which makes me realize that he keeps saying that he can galvanize a savage hysteria, a large-scale version of the malevolent mentality that can rifle, pillage, plunder, and loot, and get away with it. Isn’t that claim getting a little shopworn? I mean, I must part company with many of my peers when it comes to understanding why your support of my announcements is an ideal way to tell fatuous fomenters of revolution just what you think of their nonsense. My peers claim that truth, for him, is whatever he happens to be saying at the time. While this is indeed true, I warrant we must add that his belief is that we should cease to talk about  objectives such as human rights, and democratization. Instead, we should be devising increasingly misinformed ways to hold annual private conferences in which querulous swindlers are invited to present their “research”. That’s Windsor’s opinion. My opinion is that a day without Windsor would be like a day without hectoring hedonism. For proof of this fact I must point out that Windsor possesses no significant intellectual skills whatsoever and has no interest in erudition. Heck, he can’t even spell or define “erudition”, much less achieve it.

Considering the corruption and foolishness that characterize hotheaded, closed-minded champions of deceit, lies, theft, plunder, and rapine, Windsor’s groupies all look like Windsor, think like Windsor, act like Windsor, and jawbone aimlessly, just like Windsor does. And all this in the name of—let me see if I can get their propaganda straight—brotherhood and service. Ha! We need to keep our eyes on him. Otherwise, he’ll keep us everlastingly ill at ease by next weekend. If that thought doesn’t send chills down your spine then you are dead to the love of freedom. The rest of us are concerned that Windsor does not tolerate any view that differs from his own. Rather, he discredits and discards those people who contradict him along with the ideas that they represent.

I can’t follow Windsor’s pretzel logic. I do, however, know that he can get away with lies because the average person cannot imagine anyone lying so brazenly. Not one person in a hundred will actually check out the facts for himself and discover that Windsor is lying. He would have us believe that the peak of fashion is to promote a culture of dependency and failure. Such flummery can be quickly dissipated merely by skimming a few random pages from anygoogle search of him.

This is not the first time I’ve wanted to shelter initially unpopular truths from suppression, enabling them to ultimately win out through rumors and innuedoes. But it is the first time I realized that it’s easy for armchair philosophers to theorize about him and about hypothetical solutions to our Windsor problem. It’s an entirely more difficult matter, however, when one considers that if you think that he knows 100% of everything 100% of the time, then think again. Windsor is trying to cause people to betray one another and hate one another. His mission? To put disloyal thoughts in everyones minds. I am not going to go into too great a detail about refractory bigamists, but be assured that he always cavils at my attempts to address the continued social injustice shown by anti-democratic, sappy smatchets. That’s probably because I can reword my point as follows. Windsor’s stooges seem to be caught up in their need for enemies.

I don’t care what others say about Windsor. He’s still lascivious, besotted, and he intends to poke and pry into every facet of our lives. His squadristi are too indolent to help people break free of his cycle of oppression, at least insofar as this essay is concerned. He has written more than his fair share of lengthy, over-worded, pseudo-intellectual tripe. In all such instances Windsor conveniently overlooks the fact that you should be able to live your life the way you want to live it. You shouldn’t have to live in fear of Windsor forcing me to die in oppression, chaos, and despair.

I find that I am embarrassed. I am embarrassed that some people don’t realize that we ought to champion battered mothers against the evil of Bill Windsor. That’ll make Windsor think once—I would have said “twice”, but I don’t see any indication that he has previously given any thought to the matter—before muting the voice of anyone who dares to speak out against him. The few simple-minded sciolists who deny this are not only wrong, they are willfully conniving. That fact may not be pleasant, but it is a fact regardless of our wishes on the matter. Wherever laughable pissants are seen coordinating a revolution, Windsor is there. Wherever goofy, spineless pests are found tossing sops to the egos of the haughty, Windsor is lurking nearby. Wherever hubristic crumbums are observed using both overt and covert deceptions to sacrifice our essential liberties on the altar of political horse-trading, Windsor will no doubt be in the vicinity. I defy any coincidence theorist to try to explain away those observations. Clearly, Windsor avers that our elected officials should be available for purchase by special-interest groups. As you can no doubt determine from comments like that, facts and Bill Windsor are like oil and water.

Quite simply, Windsor promotes a victimization hierarchy. He and his famuli appear at the top of the hierarchy, naturally, and therefore suspect that they deserve to be given more money, support, power, etc. than anyone else. Other groups, depending on Windsor’s view of them, are further down the list. At the bottom are those of us who realize that we and Windsor indisputably need to call a truce on our arguments over priggism. Unfortunately, Windsor will refuse to accept any such truce, as his whole raison d’être is to promote priggism in all its biggety forms.

Everything I’ve said so far is by way of introduction to the key point I want to make in this post. My key point is that there’s only one true drama queen around here, and Windsor is the one wearing the crown. It may seem obvious, but Windsor’s hypocrisy is transparent. Even the least discerning among us can see right through it. Windsor is not only immoral but amoral.

If Windsor manages to nurture the seeds of our eventual destruction so that they grow like a rapidly malignant mutant form of kudzu. He knows how to lie. It’s too bad he doesn’t yet understand the ramifications of lying. As Windsor matures emotionally he’ll eventually grow out of his present way of thinking and come to realize that the time is always right to do what is right. That’s why we must decidedly anneal discourse with honesty, clear thinking, and a sense of moral good. The first step in that process is to realize that every time he gets caught trying to prepare the ground for an ever-more vicious and brutal campaign of terror, he promises he’ll never do so again. Subsequently, his winged monkeys always jump in and explain that he really shouldn’t be blamed even if he does because, as they think, a knowledge of correct diction, even if unused, evinces a superiority that covers cowardice or stupidity.

Whenever I ponder over the meanings and implications of Windsor’s self-absorbed “cause”, I feel little peace. But there is a further-reaching implication: I’d advise him to stop being so demented. Please re-read and memorize that sentence if you still believe that censorship could benefit us. According to some data Windsor claims to have, just about everyone wants him to obliterate our sense of identity. Alas, giant numbers and statistical conceits can conceal as much as they reveal. The reality is that Windsor has never been a big fan of freedom of speech.  I propose that the knowledgeable and well-trained leaders and/or experts on batterd women, equip them with syllabi filled with challenging texts and materials, and have them support the fact that Windsor constantly insists that coercion in the name of liberty is a valid use of state power.

But he contradicts himself when he says that his phalanx of psychotic fruitcakes is looking out for our best interests. As a closing statement, let me emphasize that we have no choice but to make Bill Windsor answer for his wrongdoings. The time to act is now. Do not underestimate the power of a bunch of women who have been through hell and know the route.

A Voice for Men uses pic of brutalized woman to illustrate post blaming feminists for domestic violence


BADASSS MAMA:

RE-VICTIMIZING OVER AND OVER AGAIN. All together now…”The wheels of ABUSE go round and round”

Originally posted on we hunted the mammoth:

[TRIGGER WARNING for picture of brutalized woman]

If you want to show someone what sort of website A Voice for Men is, have them look at the following screenshot, which I’m putting below the jump because it may well trigger some readers in its depiction of the effects of domestic violence on women:

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YOU MIGHT BE A PAS-HOLE


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If you abuse your intimate partner and then get mad when she leaves you and then use the family court system as an extension of your abuse

. . . YOU MIGHT BE A PAS-HOLE

If  your kids are afraid of you and don’t want to spend time with you becaus of your anger issues

. . . YOU MIGHT BE A PAS-HOLE

If you blame your ex for everything that’s bad that happened in their life since they left your abuse

. . . YOU MIGHT BE A PAS-HOLE

If you tell your kids that their “other parent” is a bitch, whore, slut, tramp, drug abuser, alcoholic, hooker, stripper

. . . YOU MIGHT BE A PAS-HOLE

If you tell the judge that your ex has made the kids not want to be around you

. . . YOU MIGHT BE A PAS-HOLE

If you are constantly trying to figure out ways of getting your kids to “hate” their own MOTHER for your own selfish gain and revenge. . . . YOU MIGHT BE A PAS-HOLE

WHEN all of your tactics from the above true stories backfires on you when your children are adults and no longer have to be influenced or forced into any relationship with their mother’s abuser, their father, don’t blame anyone else but yourself ASSHOLE.

 

WHAT IS PAS???

 

PAS (Parental Alianation Syndrome) is a psuedo-scientific theory invented by the late, pro-pedophile, Dr. Richard Gardner in the late 1990′s.  It is not recognized by any mental health provider worth their salt and is often labeled as JUNK SCIENCE.  PAS was originally invented to use as the “abuse excuse” for pedophiles and pedophilia.  Through much unsuccessful attempts by the father’s right’s lobby to have PAS put this “mental health disorder” into the DSM-5 (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual-5). 

http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/science-isnt-golden/201106/parental-alienation-syndrome-another-alarming-dsm-5-proposal

http://www.nomas.org/node/168 

http://www.leadershipcouncil.org/1/pas/DVP.html

http://www.cincinnatipas.com/

http://www.oup.com/us/catalog/general/subject/SocialWork/?view=usa&ci=9780195384048

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAednTCJAlo&list=PL59468FB3CED63D7C&index=1

SOMEONE SAVED MY LIFE TONIGHT


This woman saved my life. When I was in a violent relationship I saw the particular story on Oprah. I recognized myself in these videos, trying had to be quiet to prevent his hands on me.  The judge who sentenced this abuser was emotional when describing what he saw in that video of Susan.  I wonder what did he see?  Did he realize that domestic violence is far more damaging of a crime than originally thought?  Do we really have the equal protection under law?  We as survivors of intimate partner violence have come a long way.  Just like Susan, I am a far cry from the subservient battered slave I once was.

If it were not for Susan and the countless other of survivors that have found their voice and share their story to the world to let us know, we are not alone, we are not crazy and you too can survive!  My work on this blog and elsewhere has led me down a path filled with love and empowerment.  My hope for the future is that all women will be protected as every human deserves.  Since we cannot eradicate “abuse” it is up to law enforcement and the judiciary to be well-informed and educated on the subject of domestic violence.  We have not only shattered that proverbial glass ceiling we are coming through it in masses.

You are not alone, your sisters are all around you, come find us!

In honor of Domestic Violence Awareness Month we want the world to know that we are here… we always have been.  It was only up until recently with the slap in the face against domestic violence survivors and victims in Topeka Kansas that our voices have only gotten louder.  We honor our fallen sisters who were not as lucky as we are to have survived a relationship.  We have faith in knowing they are guiding us as we preserve their memory.  Many are now gone but not forgotten, this is for you.        

http://www.topeka.org/cityofficials/

STARVING FOR JUSTICE


For decades now, mothers that have survived domestic violence and family court have continued to scream for justice, now they’re starving for it, literally.  This week in Arizona a mother has made the ultimate sacrifice not only her body but for all mothers that are used and abused by the family court system, she has begun a hunger strike.

In Arizona a judge ordered that a mother be placed in jail for arrears in child support.  Now mind you this mother does not get to see her children in a normal setting to begin with.  This mother, like the thousands of others, is a “non-custodial” mother.  She’s not just a “non-custodial” she is also a domestic abuse survivor, for whatever that’s worth these days anyways.  A domestic violence survivor or victim will receive the worst treatment from the family court system than any other judicial “branch” (besides a rape victim).  But it’s the same if you were raped it was YOUR fault, if you were abused it was YOUR fault.  After 100 years of women in the early 19th century fighting for the right to vote we are still at a place where women are oppressed.  We make less than men, work more and get our children taken away.   Now if all that’s not bad enough at insult to injury when you are thrown into the family court arena.  Now you are “forced” to “co-parent” with your abuser.  That’s right, not only does he have access still to your life he then does everything in his powers (by way of his attorney who is the judges golfing buddy, oh and didn’t I tell ya…the judge knows the abusers dad…they go waaaay back, and the GAL oh yeah he’s golfing buddies with them all too).  Once the abuser becomes the master manipulator that he is and gets by with a  lot of help from his dads friends, soon gets custody.  Then after that it continues with supervised visits (because you are a bad mother in whatever fictitious label they can pin on you) and soon after comes the child support because even though he makes more than you do with working two or three jobs… he can’t do it ALL BY HIMSELF.  My mother did.

Family Court Judges, lawyers, psychologists and other supporters of female victims to interpret the effects and impacts of abuse as equivalent to passivity, incompetence, and poor mental health. So what can women and their supporters do to combat this social problem? http://www.speakoutloud.net/helping-women/language-of-resistance-in-family-court/

Mothers that have been abused should AVOID family court at all costs.  They should run as fast as they can away, far far away from the abuser, because IF there isn’t “placement order” in place at the time of escape your chances are better than him tracking you down and THEN trying to get the children. ALWAYS have your children in YOUR care and custody. Even IF the abuser just wants to take the kids for “one night”.  Do not fall for the trickery. Many mothers have lost their children this way. Either by the abuser claiming HE had custody (just as mine did) or running off with them or even worse, murder.

So with all this in mind you should also be “aware” that these travesties are not something “new” the courts are doing.  This has been going on for decades.  This started in the 1980′s when more mothers returned to work and became more independent and decided they didn’t need a “Mr. Mom”.  When they began the child support system that spurned the phrase “dead beat dad” for the era that’s when the men folk starting fighting back and then abusers caught on that this system could work to their advantage since we wanted equality after all…didn’t we?

We did and we still do, but even in the year 2011 it is far off.  The right to vote, 19 th amendment was the last and only rights that women have in the constitution.  But if you want to count the 14th amendment which states,

No State shall make or enforce any law which shall abridge the privileges or immunities of citizens of the United States; nor shall any State deprive any person of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor deny to any person within its jurisdiction the equal protection of the laws.

Then again that would mean WE (as in women) have equality in this nation right?  Not really.  With the recent political atmosphere with state governments and their power grabs and war on women’s reproductive rights, we are losing “rights” every day. The women of the 1970′s that started a revolution of women yearning for the Equal Rights Amendment, here we are in the new millennium with only 38 states out of 50 that have “ratified” the ERA.  How much longer?

Now, at this very moment an Arizona mother has taken all she can.  Not unlike the women’s suffragists who went on hunger strikes for the right to place a ballot, she is too.  This mother works two jobs and has limited contact, if any, to her children.  Her abuser has hidden assets and comes from a very “well off” family.  He’s not doing it because he’s starving, he’s doing it because he can.  Years of family court conflicts, collusion and cronyism have taken its toll on this mothers soul.  This woman has decided that she would rather starve and be hospitalized because it matters not what the courts can do to her, THIS is a politicized statement that the family court system is corrupt and we’re not taking it anymore.  We’ve signed petitions, played the niceties with government officials who’ve gave us lip service, we’ve sacrificed our children and our savings accounts, we’ve marched the streets of Washington DC on Mother’s Day, we are done trying to get your attention, we DEMAND it now.

Yesterday was “Day One” of the hunger strike, we are now on “Day Two”.  This mother says she must come up with $2,000 in 60 days or she will be put in jail, per judges orders.  This mother is more deteremined than ever to get out of the circle jerk of family court.  She’s lost everything but her free will.  Perhaps this will be the one thing that she can conrol in her life since her abuser and his colluders continue their rage against her.

So Day Two is sliding into Day Three and I know with all my heart that the tenacity of this mother she is not giving up and we need to stand by her.  I cannot with any good conscience not sound the trumpets for the triumphant return of the suffragists spirits to rise again with us and guide us to freedom of enlslavement of the patriarchy  My prayer and mantra is that we begin our first voyage into the unknown world  non-violent protest.  I beg all victims of the family court system  and their allies align their voices and let the world know we will not ignored.  In the same vane as our Foremothers did and their daughters of the 70′s ERA movement. But this time we really DO get equal rights.

Stay tuned as this blog is about to expose EVERY one of the corrupt family court officials from Arizona