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Well kids...The days of DHS are just about done and gone. The last straw has been thrown, the camel's back, broken. For those members of DHS still reading, as soon as the appeal to this assessment is over and we win in it (and we WILL WIN), well, let's just say that a lot will be changing, and a lot more people will be paying attention. And since the case will be closed, (our records at DHS of course, will be gotten PRIOR to that) and all that you have done will finally be out in the open for all to view. The confidentiality will be gone (and every document of the court during this case, every recording of EVERYONE will be posted and shared continuously online) your immunity irrelevant. I know you folks forget this often, but Federal trumps State every time. You'll be using that has your department's motto soon enough.
Now that nothing matters anymore, I will remember to ask for the safety and risk documents; from what I understand, those will be useful in subsequent actions. You folks might all be immune to prosecution for taking our daughter, but there are further actions concerning related issues I most certainly CAN sue for, and some of those could be quite damaging, and may just go on...and on...and on....eventually, you'll all pay...one way or another.
I will spend each and every spare moment for the rest of my time in this crummy state picketing your pet drug facility in order to have it closed, as well as begin starting my bid for the position as Iowa's new Governor. All involved with this, of course, are advised to retire early, when I win. I will drag this and all future appeals out to the largest stretch, and all witnesses will be served in accordance this time: No more quashing subpoenas this time Mr. Daily Maize, you and the judge's misdeeds are most certainly going to be there for the record this time.
Judge Price, please, if you will your Honor, be ready. Appeals for those motions to suppress, as well as a minimum of one motion a day will be filed with the court til the day you can no longer postpone the final gavel on the permanancy of our daughter...and then that one will also be appealed as far as it can go, as well...that's if the recusal or the writ doesn't get you first.
And count on me taking that blog supression on a wild ride all the way to the United States Supreme Court.
Also on the menu wil be the promised side motion to reveal, at last, your "just cause" reasons for signing the removal order, as well as the bias writ of H.C. that will all be done PRIOR to permanancy, as well as a few other aces I have up my sleeve that you don't know of. Never let it be said that I am an unfair headhunter...I'm giving my prey the option to run àhead before I cross the starting line. The war has indeed only just begun.
OMG....what's wrong with me? I very nearly forgot to tell you what this was all about...see, I opted to finally quit butting my head against the wall and start playing along...you know, for my wife's sake. It didn't last long. About 24 hours or so.
First, they started right in with the same old song, and offered us just one visit a week...and with Ashley Andrews again, no less, after she lied on her reports as well as on the stand...But I bit my tongue...and whaddya know, insult to injury, they wanted me to do a drug test, while I'm at the courthouse, no less...but hey, it was a urine test...so I gritted my teeth and agreed.
Yet, on a hunch, and just for the fun of it, I told the goon taking the test about the first one, and as I described the place, he heard it out to his own personal boiling point, then stated that he went there all the time...and that it was and had never been like I described it.
I then had what I suspected...that, because of what I had said in my blog after the hair test, they had changed it to be more presentable, I was sure. When I went there again, I whistled. Different indeed. The changes implemented in just that short 4 month period of time, was nothing short of miraculous...mostly because the only people I'd ever seen pull rabbits out of their asses like that, were none other than those of DHS. Needless to say, I also, then, proceeded to peg this guy as being no more legitimate than the first batch of testers.
I gotta say, my people skills have really paid of at times, and this time was no exception.
So I tried something else for fun, I told the guy I was gonna come up dirty. He didnt relay the results...and because of that, I fished the cup out of the garbage after he left. It was, of course, clean.
After that, I went and got my wife so that she could take hers too, and before I got there, I called to tell Katie I had tested clean.
Imagine that, we had to go to...THE SAME DRUG TESTING PLACE, where we had our hair test done. I told Liz to not do the test without a witness, and to record what happened.
As she went in, I got an expected call from none other than Ms. Gosch, telling me
I had, once again tested dirty for meth...I couldn't believe they tried to do it again! Then Liz came out to inform me that they had refused her a witness, like I thought they would...and I had just about had enough. I told her to grab her stuff, we were leaving. Why I had ever expected anything from this (let alone this late in the game) after all they had already pulled is far above my understanding. I KNEW better, and I did it anyway. And what, you might ask would benefit them from doing this a 2nd time?? It's fairly obvious, my friends....to INSURE, FINALLY, that this author (not Liz, she was a good candidate for hoop jumping in and of herself) would be made an example of. Permanacy would be found elsewhere, more than likely with her current foster family, or, as I predicted, she'll be the poster child for next year's DHS adoption drive.
Oh, and there's one more thing I should mention as well, see, Liz had been handed another cup identical to the one I had fished out of the garbage...and had walked out with it. Now, you need to believe me when I say that there was NO doubt in Liz's mind that I was clean...but for the further move of "beyond reproach", I used that 2nd cup to prove these people bogus beyond all unreasonable doubts. Would that I had done this (or had thought to do this) in front of a variety of people that the court might have been deemed CREDIBLE witnesses...but this instead served as a much deserved dual purpose. First to prove to my wife once and for all that the purpose of this test was always meant to keep us and our baby in the system for the whole enchilada...and they managed it. 2nd, to prove to myself once and for all that I WASN'T CRAZY AFTER ALL...the World and everone in it really WAS out to get me.
I used the 2nd cup, and peed in it again...and Liz and I watched it for the required 3 minutes together, while NOTHING happened. No result...at all...clean or dirty. And then it hit me. They didn't falsify this result...the cup did nothing at all, and the results from this inactive cup could, thereby, be whatever they wished it to be. 'Magine that.
The most fun we deserve to experience in the upcoming weeks, after all of this, is on its way. May your experience in your role as " The Audience" be as memorable and enjoyable as ours. Remember too what a damn sore loser I can be. Too bad I wont be losing :D
