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Tuesday, 20 October 2009

The government is Mother, the government is Father - Part Two.

Remember Kerry Robertson, the girl judged by the state to be too stupid to get married? Who wanted to get married for the unborn baby she was carrying, and who then started to worry that the child would be taken from her too?
... doesn't the fact that she's thinking of the child and its future suggest that she's given more thought to the whole marriage and family thing than the council poxcocks think she's capable of? Much more thought, I reckon.
The couple are concerned that their unborn baby, a boy they have already named Ben, could be taken away if Fife council judges Miss Robertson unable to care for him.
Oh, I wonder how the fuck they could possibly be worried about that. Remind me again... ah yes, of course. So she's fucking bright enough to fear that the same bastards who have pronounced her too thick to be a wife will, like their cuntish colleagues in Nottingham before them, say she's too stupid to be a mother as well.
To my disgust but not to anyone's surprise Miss Robertson and her unfiance were absolutely right - the state's drones will take the baby away within hours of the birth.
Kerry Robertson, 17, who has mild learning difficulties, has been told that she will not be allowed to bring up her own child, who she has already named Ben.
Last month Miss Robertson was prevented from marrying her fiancé Mark McDougall, 25, after council officials claimed that she “did not understand the implications of getting married”.
She has now been warned that she will only be allowed a few hours with her baby, which is due in January, before it is taken into foster care.
After hearing the news, Miss Robertson, of Dunfermline, Fife, who is 26 weeks pregnant, said: “I couldn't believe it. I am so upset – I can't stop crying.”
I can believe it. I think we all can. I wouldn't be surprised if the state made its decision weeks ago and waited until the fuss about the bastards stopping the wedding in the first place ad died down.
Mr McDougall, an artist, said he wants to take on full responsibility for his son but claims that he is powerless because he is not married to Miss Robertson.
So the answer would be to get married - simples, huh? Oh, hang on. Can't do that, can they?
“Social Services are ruining our lives. As we are not married – because social workers would not let us marry – it seems I have no rights as a dad at all.
“Kerry's gran is trying to apply for custody of Ben but social services have already told us it is unlikely she will be successful. We feel helpless.”
These bastards have made sure the couple are fucked at every turn. The dad to be has no rights in the matter because he's not married to the mum to be, though if he was doing a runner and leaving her single and pregnant you could be sure the Child Support mob would be telling him about financial responsibility. But it's a moot point since the reason they're not married is the bastards won't let them.
Under Scottish law, a registrar may refuse to marry a couple if they believe one or both the parties lack the mental capacity to understand what the institution of marriage is about.
In a highly unusual step, Dunfermline Register Office refused to sanction the marriage after Fife council wrote a letter of objection.
The fucking council! Just to be clear about this the council/social services are taking the baby because the father has no legal right to keep his child, he has no legal right because he's not married to the mother, they're not married because the council/social services people say the mother isn't bright enough to wed (despite apparently being bright enough to connect the dots and fucking see this coming). Note that they haven't been proven failures as parents or as a couple because they haven't been given the opportunity to try. This is all based on the presumption that things will go horribly wrong and that the baby will be better off in the care of the state. And it's not like physical or sexual abuse ever happens to kids in state care... oh, it does? Ah, well, surely a one off? No? Ooops. Now I'm not suggesting that all kids in care are in danger any more than all children with their own parents are, or even that there's necessarily an absence of love since children in care may be adopted or fostered and end up with people who are good, kind and loving people. But the point is that being taken into care is most certainly not a guarantee of safety, and when kids are taken away from parents who still love them one thing can be guaranteed they won't grow up with that love. Someone else's maybe, but not mum and dad's.
Mr McDougall added: “Despite arguing that we loved one another and didn't want our baby to be born to unwed parents, they would not budge. It's a nightmare.”
He claims that social services have exaggerated the extent of Miss Robertson’s learning difficulties and that she is hoping to go back to college to catch up academically.
Again, if she's hoping to get into college - actually return to college - how daft is she really? 'Mild learning difficulties' means what? Crap with fractions? Dyslexia? Inability to grasp the finer points of quantum theory? And who gives a rip? If it's an issue of academic ability then you have to ask why the fuck it sometimes seems that the UK is full of tracksuited mouth breathers who pop sprogs faster than rabbits in spring and are all keeping theirs. I'm also wondering how learning difficulties are even spotted when what passes for the education system in Britain churns out so many people who aren't up to swiping packets past a barcode reader.

You know, I can't help feeling that this has been in the pipeline for a long time. As I noted when blogging on the prevention of Miss Robertson and Mr McDougall's marriage, Miss Robertson herself was not brought up by her parents but, because they couldn't cope, her grandmother. Overseen by social services of course. The state considers Miss Robertson its child and by extension her children too.
The council said it does not comment on individual cases. But Stephen Moore, the council's executive director of social services, said: “Much of the work we do is governed by legislation."
Legislation... the solution to fucking everything in Britain these days, and tough shit for anyone who lives get fucked up by it. Seems like if Miss Robertson and Mr McDougall want to get married and bring up their son there's only one solution.

Get out of the country as fast as you can.

UPDATE: Another thought about this. The removal of children by the state was once a widespread policy here in Oz, and it's something that the nation feels sufficiently bad about that the Prime Minister apologised over it last year. On either side of the world the road to hell is paved with the same stuff.


David Davis (Libertarian Alliance) said...

Hello, Angry! Hope you are well. We try also to be here, too. But I have a bone to pick with you, as a sort of surrogate for all the other people who say on comments what I am going to pick on now.

I know that you were sincere in your desire to more out of old pom-Land. And I learn from another of your posts that you now regret the fact that, owing to the death of the UK as a free and independent nation (you are correct, that will now happen owing to Lisbon) you feel unable ever to return and call it home. I understand perfectly in your case, and I know you meant what you said in a sad way and no in a crowing way.

However, there are thousands, and thousands, and thousands of ordinary guys and people still here, who get a bit pissed off wutht he eternal crowings of chappies who are now "expats", and who volubly thank the Good Lord (or whoever) that they are no longer here.

The fact is, that some of us either can't go, for various reasons, or else, more likely, don't want to. I cna imagine living in Australia, if they'd let me, and very nice it would be too in many respects (but it'd be too hot and smell too much of "barbies" for me, and there'd be too many surfers and beachbabes.

Whatever happens, I want to stay and try to fight for my country, to tyr and get it back again. Not fight to defend it maybe, but to regain it from the British Bastards who have stolen it and turned it into something nasty while pointing guns at me.

If we could get it back, would you come back? I shan't blame or curse you if you decide not to: much water goes under a bridge in time, and you may decide you don't even like what we might salvage - even if we could!

All the best anyway, old chap. Keep seeing our stuff, do.

Angry Exile said...

Hi David.

I started to respond here but I think it could become a bit wordy and probably deserves a post of its own. Besides, I don't know if you ticked the box for follow up comment notification. I often forget to on other blogs and I can't see if Blogger lets me see if anyone else has on mine.

Stay tuned.

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