Trauma Bonding or the Systemic Destruction of Justice
You may not love me. You may even despise me. But you are drawn to read my work.
In the past, I wrote about corruption in the family law courts.
Children were torn from their mothers under the guise of “best interests”. The actual face of “Justice” was a macabre blend of greed and misogyny.
Women, mostly battered and abused, often exploited, bonded together to fight the injustices. We had faces of every shade of peach, tan and brown. We were poor and we were financially blessed. We were those with pedigreed voices lending our words to protect our underserved and ignored sisters.
Beautiful friendships flourished, watered by the tears of our children.
The end of our individual tales was often tragic, at best bittersweet.
Our common epilogue brings a glimmer of hope. The United Nations Human Rights High Commissioner has issued a call for input. They want to hear our stories about the all too prevalent practice of wayward lawyers, judges and the minion court collaterals who gave full custody of children to their abusive fathers.
(Victimized mothers, children and the therapists and social justice organizations who care can learn how to submit their testimony by January 15, 2022, here,)
Many of our friendships have floundered or failed. We once shared a “trauma bond”. We have moved on by breaking free of the chains that held us together.
A few found justice delayed, an oxymoron, and wanted to spend the rest of their precious time with their juvenile children in the peace of anonymity.
One mother, who asked for anonymity, was reunited with her children, only to have one torn from her again by the tragedy of an alcohol related death.
One courageous crusader, Janette Isaacs, was ripped away from us too soon and is surely now in heaven. Perhaps she is sharing eternal laughter with Super-Lawyer Bob Canny and Fox News Producer Martin Burns. (I have a fond memory of Janette serving a summons on court collateral Michael Howard by wrapping it in a box with Christmas paper and a balloon bouquet attached and having him happily accept the “gift”.)
I moved to Arkansas and was content to spend the rest of my years uncovering the talents and teaching my now adult children to fly.
Unfortunately, for me and for them, some dishonest judges and lawyers chose to poke the sleeping “bear”.
(Back in California, the Los Angeles County Sheriff sent two officers, one plain clothed man and a uniformed woman, to accost me on my way into a child custody and support hearing. The detective accused me of writing threatening posts on the internet. In reply to my query for an example, he said that I wrote “coming between a mother and her child is like coming between a mother bear and her cub.” The female officer blurted out, “that is not threatening!” The look in her superior’s eyes certainly was. The kicker is that I was not the author of that particular post. The woman who wrote it mentioned her new husband, and I was unmarried at the time. Not even “married in the eyes of God”.)
Too many of those privileged to attend law school abuse their talent of linguistic intelligence to pervert justice.
For example, Judge Lee P. Rudofsky omitted a dependent clause that followed the independent clause of a complex sentence, to dramatically change the meaning of the sentence, and used the absurd result to deny justice to a victim of annoying phone calls made with no proper rationale.
And lawyer William Zac White used the character chain “and/or” to make a complaint indefinite. When “and” didn’t work, his apparent cohort, Judge Susan Weaver, treated the non-word as “or” to rationalize transferring assets from a trust to admitted fraudsters.
Several simple legal matters turned into “federal cases” and ammunition to counterattack those who would destroy our system of justice, not with bear claws or bullets, but with words.
We, my present readers and I, may not be bonded by love. Our meetings will not be vigils for lives destroyed. We lack the trauma bond.
Hopefully we can find mutual respect and a common cause.
As my anonymous muse wrote: “Language excites us and when used to advance our cause of fighting systemic injustice…nothing could be finer.”