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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

The Trouble with CPS

September 5, 2014 in CPS

A CPS Whisteblower exposes every evil aspect of Child Protective Services in just 10 minutes. on The Truth Over Comfort Network.

Watch and share.

A former child protective services investigator shares about legal drug use and CPS. He says that 2.7 million children are growing up in US households in which one or more parents are incarcerated. Two-thirds of these parents are in prison for nonviolent offenses, primarily drug offenses.

Redemption For A Mother

August 30, 2014 in CPS, family court, family rights, funding

My wife is my best friend. I’ve never know a women to handle persecution with such grace. I created this page in efforts to give my wife a fighting chance to be a part of her children’s lives.

Redemption For A Mother
4 years ago, while giving birth to our son, who weighed 12 lbs, Elijah apparently received fractures to the ribs due to the stress and strain of doing the delivery naturally.  While in NICU, due to being such a large baby, and possibly having meconium aspiration, the doctor and nurses approached us and informed us that he had some swelling and bruising.  But, that it would resolve itself.

We took their word for granted.  Over the next month, we reported to the hospital, and his pediatrician, on three seperate occasions, that Elijah had been showing signs of discomfort and grunting.  Every time, we were told that it was gas.  Again, we took their word for granted.

The Nightmare Begins

When Elijah was a month old, his older brother picked him up and tried taking him from his hammock to his baby seat and dropped Elijah on his knees. Elijah’s calf began to swell.  We took him to the E.R. where doctor’s noticed that he had a fracture on his tibia.  But, they also noticed some old, healed, fractures in his ribs.  They immediately began to interrogate us, and called CPS.  When we offered up suggestions that they were from when he was born, they shot us down and stepped up the pressure on us, hoping to get one of us to confess to child abuse.

My opinion, looking back on it, is that they became defensive because he was born in the same hospital in which we were visiting the E.R.  We felt helpless. Here we were, two concerned parents for their baby boy, and we were being treated like criminals.  The mood in the E.R. drastically changed.  We were found guilty in the hearts of the staff and it showed in how they dealt with us.

CPS was able to open a case against us under the cause from an “unknown perpetrator”.  They used a ton of legal jargon that convinced us that they had the power to take him and that we had no say.  It was the worst experience ever.  Our idea of freedom and the justice system was taken from us and our innocence would be changed forever.

Drug & Parenting Classes, Counseling

Over the next ten months, CPS had us taking every parenting class, counseling session, and drug class (even though we never tested positive for any drug use) that they could throw at us.  We were given psych evaluations and home visits.  Meanwhile, Elijah was placed with my father.  We could only see him when a CPS caseworker could meet us at his house.  I was now restricted from going to my own father’s house for the first time in 30 years.

After everything that CPS had us complete, including a clear and normal write up from counseling, the psychiatrist and drug counseling, CPS, on the last day of court, threatened to place Elijah with my father permanently, due to the fact that no one was ever found to have injured Elijah.  [Side fact: the doctor that delivered Elijah, was willing to speak up for us, as well as his pediatrician, that his injuries were caused at birth.]

We were so tired of going through the process with CPS, and felt like we did not have the support behind us, especially financially, to go up against the hospital and the overwhelming threats from CPS, that we sign permanent placement with my dad.  We had planned on going to court, in another district, and request Elijah back into our care.

CPS never accepted any of the findings during our service plan (the requirements like counseling, and classes) and they never introduced the testimony of the doctor into court.  They wanted a guilty parent so bad that they rejected the truth all the way, to the last day in court.  Don’t let me get started on the politics in court, and how the lawyers and judges are all friends and how that can affect how you are dealt with in court.  But, we were hoping that approaching our case in another court district would allow us to introduce evidence on our behalf and get our son back.

A year later, still crippled from the traumatic year with CPS, both emotionally and financially, the event that is causing me to create this Go Fund Me happened.  We had another son, Fallon.  CPS was out of our lives, we had our baby, and were working on getting Elijah home.

One afternoon, after being at the zoo all day enjoying a family outing, our oldest daughter jumped onto the bed and stepped on Fallon’s arm…panic set in.  I freaked out and fainted.  Our family was not the same anymore because of our experience with CPS.  Our family was never to be like other families where children will be children, things happen, and kids just get hurt sometimes.  This is the day that I will never be able to live down.  I still have a hard time, even as a believer in Christ and his mercy, being able to forgive myself.  I would give anything to go back and change this one thing.

I was so afraid of Fallon possibly being hurt that I did not say anything to my wife.  After a day, he had no bruising or swelling in his arm, so I convinced myself that this would just pass.  I felt so heavy inside that I told my wife the next day what had happened.  We had been getting onto the older kids the previous weeks because of jumping on the bed and couches.  They had been addicted to watching, “How To Train A Dragon”, and they loved jumping around like they were flying dragons.

So, we sat them down and talked to them about how they needed to be careful around their baby brother.

A family member, who does not care for me, for reasons I do not know, decided to call CPS on us.  And, this time, I admit, they had a reason.  We were charged with medical neglect for not reporting Fallon’s injury.  They were really swift in their actions this time.  It was only a week and they had the full extent of their powers laid on us and Fallon was removed from us.

I let my family down.  It does not matter that our interaction with CPS the first time put a bitter taste in my mouth for the whole “system”.  I allowed that experience to cloud my judgement and put my fears in front of my son’s health.  It was later ruled that Fallon’s arm was not a bad injury.  If I would have just taken him to get checked, our situation would have never happened.  We would have been well on our way to getting Elijah back home and making up on lost time together.  Instead, we were further separated, and now I put me and my wife in a situation where we were now convicted felons.

I sometimes think that I am the worst parent, husband, friend, and man that has ever existed.  But, God has been good.  He is a God of redemption.  He has used this situation to help us see just how much we really love our children.  We have come so far in seeing how much our character has changed for the better.  But, the past few years on probation have been tough financially.  They demand quite a bit from us each month that it is hard to maintain any kind of stability.

Since on probation, we have had two cars stolen from us, I have been injured at work twice, which required surgery, putting me out of work, and subsequently meant losing a stable job due to the loss of transportation.  We have had no consistency in payments at the probation office, but we have kept on fighting.

If you have made it this far into the description of this page, bless you.  I know it’s a lot to take in.  I’m really leaving out so much that has happened to us, but the point is this…

Alicia is eligible to get off probation in January.  This is great!  She can start working on getting the kids back.  I will still be on probation for another year, but Alicia has a chance to live normally in just a few months.  But, in order to get released, she has to have all probation and court fees paid 60 days prior to release.

We have one month to raise the funds or she could face going to prison for 2-3 years.  The system just wants the money and will let her off.  I’m pleading with you, humbly, as a man who put his wife in this situation, to help her.  I am the leader of the family, and one bad choice has sent my wife’s life into an uncontrollable spiral.  I already have to live with this decision for the rest of my life, but please, stand with my wife and help her from facing further punishment.

I wanted to note, that if we are able to raise more than we are asking for, the money will be used to retain a lawyer and approach the courts to get custody of our boys.

Thank you in advance.  I owe you all an endless debt of gratitude.

Dean

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Redemption For A Mother

Every little bit helps!

 

Sex Offender Registry

July 9, 2014 in California, due process, false accusation, justice

If you are like most parents, when you consider moving to a new location, one of the first things you check is the Sex Offender Registry. What you don’t know is that more often than not, people end up on the Sex Offender Registry for petty or stupid reasons.  The list is practically useless.

Sign, Wapello, Iowa. This was put up in reacti...

Sign, Wapello, Iowa. This was put up in reaction to Megan’s Law. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Some states, like California requires all sex offenders to register for the rest of the lives.  [Read about it here.]

Back in 1947 California became the first state to require sex offenders to register with law enforcement after being released from prison. Now there are just under 100,000 sex offenders on the state’s lifetime registry — most of whom can be found on the state’s public website. But here’s what a lot of people don’t know: California is one of just four states requiring all sex offenders to register for the rest of their lives.

The state board that oversees the registry believes it’s time to overhaul the registry to make it smaller and easier to spot those at high risk of re-offending. [Read more…]

I am a parent, I know how important it is to protect our children from predators but the way the list is now, it isn’t protecting anyone.  It splits up families.

One family in particular comes to mind.  The guy was 19, his girl-friend was 16.  He was prosecuted for statutory rape, put on the list and unable to spend time with his baby once it came.  I felt so badly for him.  His crime?  Falling in love with someone 3 years younger than him.  He’s still paying.

There are plenty more instances where the lives of innocent people are being ruined because of laws that make no sense at all.  Why can’t they write laws that protect people.  Innocent children are being affected by these asinine laws.  It’s time they were changed.  Learn more about the problem. Watch this video.

 

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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