a reply to:
JIMC5499
I for one would like to thank you for taking up for that kid. Had you called, here's what would likely have happened:
The police would have shown up to investigate. Now, chances are the cops would have used some common sense and realized this was a mischief call, but
there's always those few who would have been looking for some excitement. If one of them had gotten involved, the child would have been surrounded by
the police throwing questions at him... "Where is your mother? Does anyone beat you? How long were you alone here? Does your mother have a criminal
record?" A kid that young would be terrified! Then when the mother came back out to find her car with her son inside surrounded by the cops, she would
have freaked out (like any mother would) thinking what has happened to my son?
Now we would have a freaked out mother being confronted by ticked off cops... that does not end well. The boy would likely have watched his mother
handcuffed in front of him, which would have sent him into hysterics. Now the police have a reason to further accuse the mother because she has
obviously raised a distraught child and that, of course, is indicative of child abuse. There is a very, very good chance under those circumstances
that the mother would have been arrested on suspicion of child abuse, the boy would have been hauled off to be a ward of the courts, and the car would
have been impounded.
Then the mother would have a court date to appear and answer charges of child abuse. During that trial, she would have been asked several very
personal (and skewed) questions... "Have you ever hit your child?" "No... his daddy spanks him when he's bad, but..." "So your husband beats your
child?" "No, no, it's not..." "Ma'am, do I need to remind you, you are under oath?" "But we love our boy!" "Do you think beating someone is an
expression of love?"
Chances are she would be convicted if she did not know how the game is played... certain law firms will make backroom deals with the judges in family
court to allow their clients to get off, but anyone being represented by a different firm is just out of luck. That list is not published anywhere...
it's a back room deal! So chances are she would be convicted and have a criminal record. But the court is merciful... time served and a year's
probation.
Back at home, the house is empty because the child is gone... and if there are any other children in the home they are gone as well "for their own
safety." DHR (or whatever one's local agency is called) is now involved, as is the mother's probation officer. For the next year, every action they
take will be scrutinized by people who believe their purpose in life is to show the couple as bad parents.
The kids, in the meantime, are farmed out to foster families. Some are good, caring people. Others, not so much. If they get one of those others,
their lives will be hell... some of these foster parents just do it to have kids around to do the chores (and to get the money from being a foster
parent) and don't really care about these kids. At the same time, the kids' actions are under tight scrutiny by the DHR... after all, remember their
very purpose in life is to prove the parents are bad people. Many kids who find themselves in this situation grow up to be thugs, bullies,
criminals... society has taken them from a loving home and put them through a life of hell, so they rebel.
All because the kid got to keep playing on his tablet for 10 minutes.
This is a parent's life in the United States of America. This is also why I did what I did in my first encounter with the DHR here. My wife and I had
a fight... nothing major, no punches were thrown, but she got mad enough to call the cops on me. The cops showed up, I explained what happened, and
luckily the cops realized what was happening and left. I thought it was over, until a few days later when my wife interrupted me working (I worked at
home at the time) about a lady from the DHS being there. I walked outside and she introduced herself as the local head of the DHR, following up on a
complaint.
I explained what had happened, but she insisted on "following up." I explained the kids were at school, but then added the following... partly
paraphrased, but pretty damn close to an actual quote:
"Look, I know what you people do. My kids are fine. But I swear to you, if you ever try to hurt my kids or take them from us, I
will bury your
ass on this mountain and no one will ever know what happened to you."
She looked me in the eyes, nodded, and left. We had one more visit from a worker, early one morning before sunup. The house was cold; an early cold
front had taken most people by surprise. Our kids were sleeping warmly under several layers of blankets (we kept plenty of blankets on the beds just
in case). She marched into the house past my wife, into the kids' rooms, and threw their covers back "to make sure they were warm." My wife called me,
and I got up. I grabbed the woman by the collar, slammed her against the wall, and said "Give me one good reason why you don't die right here."
I didn't kill her (obviously), but I did go down later to DHR and talked to the same head of the DHR. I essentially told her that woman would be shot
as a trespasser the next time I saw her on my property, no warning and no questions asked. That was the last I saw of her, or anyone from the DHR. I
did hear about the woman who froze my kids... the local paper reported a few years later that she had been fired for striking a child.
Now, I don't recommend anyone else try that kind of tactic... I have been told by several people that there is a look I get when I lose my temper that
screams how serious I am. That's probably why I am not in jail today; people tend to believe me when I explain what I am ready to do to them. Someone
else might not be as lucky.
But my point is that, in the situation you describe, that one little show of respect for the child, being allowed to be alone for 10 short minutes
(when the mother was probably glancing out the window every minute or so to be sure) could have turned into a disaster for everyone involved, just
because of one damn busybody who wanted to shove her oversized snoz into someone else's business. I would probably have done far worse than you did.
May she somehow, someday, pay dearly for her actions. Lord only knows how many other families have been ruined by those actions.
TheRedneck