I am not sure what kind of wrongdoing that you suggest I (or Kady) are willing to just “sweep aside?”
It may have been unclear syntax on my part, but the sweeping-aside thing had nothing to do with you. Kady M. doesn’t know it, but she sort of shit-listed herself with me several weeks ago, amid a multi-party discussion about (what else?) fraud in the VAWA grants system. For once I was both armed with numbers and using them to back an argument (I should have known better.)
She jumped in with some glib remark about the millions thrown away by these family-wrecking false-accusers, calling the sum total of the matter a “rounding error.” and therefore inconsequential. That one stung me, though I knew she didn’t mean anything by it. It was that she didn’t, that bothered me.
My losing my children to kangaroo courts and shyster lawyers and unenforceable rulings, was not any motherfucking rounding error. I didn’t set out to spend years trying to decode how that had happened, only to have a statistician wave it all away because my numbers don’t impress her. I had gone into the thing trying to do something I absolutely despise, which is reading reports, wading through dense thickets of bureaucratic boilerplate, and trying to sort out some kind of truth from all the obvious lies those very numbers were being used to tell. I just posted about the latest of them a day or two ago, so I’m not exactly done here. So rounding error my ass.
What grates on me about her, is the very cold anonymity she hides behind throwing her stats around. The only interest I ever had in stats, was in trying to show how taking my children away had resulted from a series, no, a standing POLICY, of criminal conspiracies being done right out in the open. It god-damn well means something to me. It isn’t some curious distraction or some professional project, it is my life as a parent, that drives me.
It’s folks making all these arguments without a dog in the fight, that brings out less than my best. Like this post, for instance. But I hadn’t meant to insult you, either of you. Lydia’s birthday is a week away and we haven’t spoken in years, nor have she and her brother, nor has he with me, and nobody is gonna do a damn thing about it. I’m just sick of this shit, is all. Sorry to be mean at the wrong people.
