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Garden City PD Harasses MM Mom

April 21, 2015 in CPS, drugs, foster care

Have you been following the most recent, asinine debacle of the state? The state of Kansas, has taken an 11 year old from his mom, because she advocates medical marijuana, because she’s sick.  Where do you the child will be better off, with his sick mother or with strangers?  Hello?  Have you ever been to foster care?

English: Discount Medical Marijuana cannabis s...

English: Discount Medical Marijuana cannabis shop at 970 Lincoln Street, Denver, Colorado. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Police Say Kidnapping Medical Marijuana Activist’s 11-Year-Old Son Is for ‘the Child’s Well-Being’

The Garden City Police Department, which conducted the search of Banda’s home, insists that the state-sanctioned kidnapping is in the boy’s best interest. “The most important thing here is the child’s well-being,” said Capt. Randy Ralston. “That is why it is a priority for us, just because of the danger to the child.”

What planet are they living on? My aunt died from Crohn’s disease, people die of it every year.  Marijuana saved my life. Fortunately, I don’t live Kansas, I lived in one of the states that has medical marijuana laws in place.

Banda has not been formally accused of any crimes yet. Ralston says the charges could include possession of marijuana with intent to distribute, misdemeanor or felony possession of drug paraphernalia, and child endangerment. Making cannabis oil also seems to qualify as manufacturing a controlled substance, a “drug severity level 1 felony” punishable by a prison sentence as long as 17 years.

Please help speak out about this injustice.

 

Wow, I’ve totally been there. The state should not attack a family because someone is sick. She’s got enough on her plate.

You can read about Shona, her son, what happened and how you can help.  We must speak up.  Unite our votes and speak loud and clear.  We must demand to be able to treat ourselves when we are sick. She has lost her son, because she uses cannabis.

Shona Banda’s Legal Defense

This story could have been me. I was in bed for over a year, when I decided the pills the doctors were giving me were killing me. I threw them away, started smoking weed, seeing my Chiropractor and I started walking, very slowly to start. My life has changed because I took my health in my hands and I decided to smoke weed.  It’s a beautiful thing to get your life back, don’t let the state ruin that.  Return her child!

Read more about Shona Banda.

Rally to Support Shona Banda

Foster Child Speaks Out

March 31, 2014 in Child Protective Services, corruption, foster care

help3_ezrI’m a former foster child. I had suffered abuse at home with my step dad. I stood up to my abuser and asked for the help of child protective services. He confessed and was convicted for his crime and I was placed in foster care. Even though my step dad was the criminal he was released years before I was. Foster care had become such an abusive prison for me I finally ran away, homeless out on the streets, to young to work and no where to go.

Not only do I have physical scars from the abuse I received in foster care but some days I still cry from the type of mental maltreatment I received at the hands of my supposed protectors. I’d come a long way since foster care. I had worked full time and went to school at night to finish high school and continue further in my education to become a surgical dental assistant. Later, I changed my career path and began working for scholastic books. I refused to allow CPS, my therapist, and the foster parents opinions to control who I would become or to limit my future. (I was lucky to be stubborn and rebellious.)

Here recently I’ve had a great opportunity to become connected with other former foster children, and we each share our stories with each other and give each other support. But I started to notice something. The opinions and ordeals each former foster child had faced in foster care, seemed to echo the same opinion or same unacceptable situation when thrown into foster care. For example:

An ex foster child said something recently that had caught my attention. She said, “One thing that bothers me is society says parents who use drugs, abuse their kids, neglects them, and many more things, aren’t good enough to be parents and forcefully removes the children. This very same society looks the other way when we’re abused in foster care, moved several times, remain in limbo for years without any stability.

Kids in jail

We go years if not forever, waiting to be adopted by these people, but they go overseas to adopt. We get dumped out on the street and left to survive like animals when we age out of the system with absolutely nothing. Society doesn’t care what happens after we leave our unfit parents. When in some cases the unfit parents are 100% better than the numerous foster homes who have been checked out by the state and approved. Just because we leave our unfit parents doesn’t mean we live happily ever after.”

Here are some numbers found on Wikipedia that support this former foster child’s statement.

Maltreatment per 100,000 US children.

CPS    Parents

Physical Abuse           160          59
Sexual Abuse              112          13
Neglect                          410       241
Medical Neglect             14          12
Fatalities                           6.4        1.5

I’ve also had an ex foster child contact me wondering why foster kids are treated so badly and no one pays attention. His reasoning, his temporary foster parent had run him over with her truck. He was pronounced dead but then had finally been revived. He sued the state for this and somehow only ended up with $40 thousand dollars and mass long term pain (his court appointed lawyer received the bulk of the money) and he also has many bills from the doctors, him and his bio mother are obligated to pay. ( I can understand his frustrations.)

I’ve been reading many ex foster kids stories (including having my own) and what I find is more atrocities after they were removed then what they experience at home. I can not help but wonder why this agency has made such great leaps and bounds on how to manipulate, maneuver through the law, and perfect how to remove children but they themselves have no idea how to raise children. They have spent millions upon million each year for over 30 or 40 years on these state run agencies yet in general all they have produced is abused and neglected children who go on to struggle in society.

Look at these statistics copied from children’s rights.org

  • 12-30 percent struggled with homelessness
  • 40-63 percent did not complete high school
  • 25-55 percent were unemployed; those employed had average earnings below the poverty level, and only 38 percent of those employed were still working after one year
  • 30-62 percent had trouble accessing health care due to inadequate finances or lack of insurance
  • 32-40 percent were forced to rely on some form of public assistance and 50 percent experienced extreme financial hardship
  • 31-42 percent had been arrested
  • 18-26 percent were incarcerated
  • 40-60 percent of the young women were pregnant within 12-18 months of leaving foster care.

Nancy Schaefer already further summarized all of this as, “The National Center on Child Abuse and Neglect in 1998 reported that six times as many children died in foster care than in the general public and that once removed to official “safety”, these children are far more likely to suffer abuse, including sexual molestation, than in the general population. Think what that number is today ten years later!”

Senator Nancy Schaefer reported, “that poor parents very often are targeted to lose their children because they do not have the where-with-all to hire lawyers and fight the system. Being poor does not mean you are not a good parent or that you do not love your child, or that your child should be removed and placed with strangers; that all parents are capable of making mistakes and that making a mistake does not mean your children are to be removed from the home. Even if the home is not perfect, it is home; and that’s where a child is the safest and where he or she wants to be, with family;

I’ve also read countless ex foster children’s stories of how they had been medicated for one thing after another and even witnessed an adopted child so overly medicated, he could not control himself. Thankfully after talking to his adoptive parents they agreed to slowly back him off of the 10 medications he was on. (He spent a lot of time in my home during this time) he has calmed down greatly and has now been able to focus and excel in school.

Some ex foster kids talk about the long term effects these medications have caused them, long after they have finally gotten off of the drugs. Some must continue taking different types of meds to help them deal with the after effects of the medications forced upon them in foster care, (all under the guise of being in their best interest).

Here’s one former foster child’s statement of what she had been through and how the medications affected her.

“I was living in Maryville, Tennessee and was 14 years old. I was depressed but I was a really quiet kid and a laid back type. These folks decided to start me on meds for my depression (a little red pill that I don’t know what it was) shortly after, I noticed I was feeling anxious and nervous. Then I noticed that I started having a short fuse when it came to my temper and it was more difficult to calm down. I told the group home owner this, but she wouldn’t have me taken off the meds.

I started spitting the meds into a paper Dixie cup they would give me water in to take my medications and crush the cup so no one saw. I started to feel normal again, I did that for a month before I was ratted out by another kid. Any way they took me to a doctor that put me on Paxil. The night they gave me that stuff, I was wired for sound and tried to play sumo wrestling with my roommate Donelle. The medication made me constipated and I felt overly psycho, again, no one would listen to me asking to be taken off the meds.

I also noticed I had more issues than usual on concentrating on my school work and I started being mean to others, really mean, as in hitting folks and yelling, it was like I was losing control. I found myself withdrawing because of it and crying my eyes out at every turn. That’s the same year I started having panic episodes. One day decided to ditch school and just go walking… I was told that I cussed out all of the group home staff but I do not remember it… Eric blankenship could tell you a lot about that. I was picked up by the police and taken back to the group home but then I was moved to a teen psych ward.

There at the psych ward they gave me a higher dose of Paxil and added Milloril to my meds and some pill they were telling me was a vitamin but I’m sure it was a tranquilizer because not long after taking it, I could barely hold my head up.

This went on for a month solid until a caseworker (a man) showed up to take me to my next placement. I was on those meds from foster home to foster home then one day I was taken to an all girl group home in Knoxville, Tennessee where shortly after I was abruptly changed from the Paxil and Millorill, to Prozac and Trazedone. The first time they gave me the Prozac, I was 15 years old and was being given 3 Prozac a day and my head always felt like I had a chunk of lead tied to it. Schooling was hard because it was a new place and I felt crazy out of my head. I hated everyone and everything.

I felt as if my mind was working overtime and I was suicidal because i could not calm down and in that same place I was fondled by one of the men staff workers when we went on a trip to the University of Tennessee Race Track. I would scream in the night in my sleep and I would be so nervous every day. I got defiant with the staff and would cuss this one lady in particular named Deiadra. She was a reasonably nice person but I got to where nothing mattered.

Till this very day, I am a nervous type person and I still have the panic episodes that started as a teenager, I have a very hard time coming down from any emotion whether it be anger, anxiety, joy, depression, fear, etc. I know it was because of the meds because prior to the meds, I was able to keep my emotions in check. I’m angry that this has to be this way, with me but this crap has forever changed me, along with all the being passed around like a dooby. It, all has an effect on me that, will never be normal again. I still consider myself a glitch ”

For more Facts About Aging Out visit: Children’s Rights.

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Foster care should be a LAST resort…

September 5, 2013 in Child Protective Services, corruption, foster care, Kidjacked, Michigan

Theda Clark was the name of the woman at my first foster home.  It was a temporary home. I was allowed to stay there only two weeks.  Whose dumb idea was that? I was just getting settled in.

Burger Chef

Burger Chef

I worked hard around her house, but frankly she needed the help.  She had three or four other kids, funny I don’t really recall now, just that she was always busy. She had homemade cookies and as long as I was home by six (for dinner), my time was my own.  I got to hang out with my friends at the Burger Chef.

I would sweep and mop her floors, talk her head off and sometimes even helped bake cookies.  She was a sweet grandmotherly type.  I helped her out and she treated me with respect.  I could have been happy there.  She asked Child Protective Service if she could keep me, by they turned her down.  It was with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart that I left the foster home.

Twice within just as many weeks, I was ripped away from everything I knew and loved.  Yes, I loved Theda and she will always have a special place in my heart.  Being with her was a special time.  The cleaning gave me a chance to think. Theda would slip me a couple dollars for a burger and give me some space…something I was sorely in need of.

I went through about 5 or 6 foster homes after that, one had cockroaches and I had to sleep with another girl.  I can remember thinking that was quite odd and I was not happy about it.  I had only ever slept with one other person – my Grandmother – and that was a place of honor.  The girl turned about to be about three years older than myself.  She was nice enough and we got along. I don’t recall her name.

It was during that time I learned to fit in wherever I was, whether it be a biker bar or a fancy restaurant.  I could be anyone I wanted, act any way I wanted.  Let’s just say I tried on several personas; once my name was Tony.  Another time, I went by the handle Tennis Shoe.  It was interesting but unfulfilling, and I soon tired of it.  Besides, it was hard to remember to answer to someone else’s name.

It was a crazy, mixed up, time.  I never knew when I would be forced to move.  I had no say in what happened to me.  My stuff was rifled through repeatedly and stuffed into plastic bags. It’s humiliating and degrading. I think it’s great that they now have groups who gather suitcases for foster kids.

At my last foster home I really learned not to trust anyone, and for the most part I don’t let anyone get too close anymore.  Trust is something very fragile and I can count those I trust on one hand.  Today, I have a lot of phobias.  I have to be in control but I don’t like to make decisions. It’s as bad as it sounds.

I found myself at 14 out on the streets, left to fend for myself. I stayed on people’s couches and floors at first, then it became harder to find friends to stay with.

The Salvation Army logo (Anglophone Version)

The Salvation Army

I will forever be grateful to the people at the Salvation Army.  They helped me out so much.  It was the middle of the winter in Howell, Michigan. There was about 6 inches of snow on the ground. My boyfriend and I had no place to stay, so we stole a bale of hay (sorry), dragged it under an overpass and used it for a bed.  I thought we were going to freeze to death.

The Salvation Army not only gave me clothes to wear, but a job.  Then one of the ladies had a room for me to rent. So many people have helped me along the way.  It’s the little things that people do that touch my heart.  I don’t see the world as others do, because I’ve seen the evil that exists in the world.  I’ve been homeless, eating out of trash cans, and planning where to do your business.  Where do you leave the few things you own, so you can work?

Without a place to live it’s very hard to get a job and without a job it’s impossible to eat and have a place to live.  It’s a vicious circle, it’s no wonder so few get their lives back.  I blame CPS for a lot of the troubles I’ve had in my life: they did everything they could to get me to lie about my parents.  I heard them lie in court, on the witness stand.  I am NOT an unbiased individual.  I hate CPS and will do everything I can to make sure no child lives the life I have.

Kidjacked is a place to share your stories, plan, a link to tons if information.  Are you writing letters? Are you planning an event? Send them to me, I’ll add them as soon as I can.  We can win, but we must band together and push back hard.

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CPS, School and the Law

September 4, 2013 in Child Protective Services, corruption, foster care

After Child Protective Services kidnapped my daughter, they tried to enroll her into a high school. In spite of the fact that a diploma had been issued acknowledging the fact she graduated from a home school. I was told directly “We are above the Department of Education.”

We have a baby...for awhile at least

We have a baby…for awhile at least!

State laws say a child under the age of 16 (up to the 16th birthday) must attend school, with the following exceptions:

(e) The child has graduated from high school or has fulfilled all requirements for high school graduation.

Even though the Governor, State Legislature, Michigan Department of Education all recognize a home school diploma, CPS claims they do not. Even though my daughter was 16, CPS does not have to follow the law. CPS is very knowledgeable of school laws in Michigan. Home schools are not required to register the school or student with any governmental agency. Home schools do not have to conduct standardized tests. Home schools do not have to report student progress to any governmental agency.

CPS asked under what certified educational program was she taught. I told them I was the certified agency. They refused to believe me and also refused to call the Department of Education!  At age 16, my daughter legally was not required to attend a school because of age and because of having graduated! But CPS is to arrogant to believe a parent whose child they had just illegally abducted!

In fact, any law that CPS wants to break, they are allowed to inject their personal opinions above what state and federal laws say. As I have said before, CPS has told me directly “When CPS is involved, parents and children have no Civil or Constitutional Rights. We are above the Constitution!

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More Facts about CPS Buying and Selling Our Children

May 10, 2013 in Child Protective Services, corruption, family court, foster care, grandparents rights

“American taxpayers fund a racket that wrenches the stomach. That is CPS. Some of those involved claim their are just following orders, others just pocket the bounty on children wrenched from their parent’s arms. Nuremberg answered the question of orders; profiting from human trafficking should be a capital offense.”

Happy Children Playing Kids

Don’t be another statistic!  Get Informed!

 

by Melinda Pillsbury-Foster
(libertarian)
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Under 5 years, blond, blue-eyed – $6,000.00. a top of the line product

We are going to take you behind the lies into the ugly truth that is destroying families for profit every day, in every community across America. You won’t want to believe it but when you see their faces, hear their voices, you will understand why this is happening and what it means to your own life, even if you don’t have children.

The same system that views children as commodities to be sold also has plans for you. There is a solution and we will get to that.

Costa Rica children

The CPS steals children using the system paid for by citizens who believe it is being used to protect those in need. That is a fraud; the system actually pumps money into the personal accounts of all those involved in the system, converting children into cash while destroying them and their families. The number of children who emerge from the system, able to function normally, are near zero. Some are never seen again.

The system used includes three stages. The first phase is to shock and intimidate the parents into consenting to let their children be processed into the system. The second phase is to force parents, terrified for their children, to begin a process of ‘case management.’ That process is a template that is designed to push the parents into emotional meltdown and bankruptcy. The third phase is to sever the parental rights entirely and sell the children.

In the wake of this trauma families are atomized, destroyed. Parents and grandparents never again see the children who connect them to the future. Children lose their past and the anchoring each of us needs to develop into a healthy human being… [Continue Reading…]

More Facts about CPS Buying and Selling Our Children

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