Am I an Asshole?

Posted on 2nd July 2012 in the courts, Them, Us

 

 

 

 

One day all the parts of the body had a meeting. The subject was who was going to be in-charge. The brain spoke first. “Without me, this body would not know what to do”.
Next were the lungs. “I think I should be in charge, without me this body would surely die.”
Then the heart, “I pump the blood through this body, I must be in charge”
This discussion turned into a heated argument with all the body parts claiming that their function was the most important, and that they should be in charge.
A tiny voice could be heard through the commotion. “I would like to be in charge”
“WHO ARE YOU” everyone asked.
“I’m the asshole”
There was a roar of laughter.
“You want to be in charge? The asshole wants to be in charge? You got to be kidding.
Why do you want to be in charge? All you do is let the waste that we create out of the body.
“No particular reason just thought I’d give it a shot.”
“We will never let an asshole be in charge” the body shouted.
“No problem” said the asshole
The body went back to its argument, the asshole closed up.
Now because the asshole was not doing its job, the body started to get sick.
The brain could not think. The heart started slowing pumping blood and the lungs could hardly take a breath.
The body pleaded for the asshole to do its job.
The asshole asked one question.
“Can I be in charge?”
Without hesitation the body said yes!!

So the asshole did its job, the body began to get better. Next time you call someone an asshole remember who’s in charge

With that being said, the past couple of week have been great with Ajani. There was a post about father’s day, but there was a server upgrade and that post was lost. Although there are a few issues that I’m going to bring up.  There is an ongoing pattern that I have take notice to, Ajani’s sleeping. He seems to take a nap usually around 10 am and sleeps for about 2 hrs. Now I don’t think that’s a normal for an active 3 yr old. Now when he wakes up, he is full of energy then he crashes. I have a problem with that. Second my son tells me that when he comes home from school, all he does is watch TV. No outside and no one to play with him. Now as a concerned parent I went to DHS to voice my feelings on a few other items, that was about  3 weeks ago, still nothing from them, not even a your full of shit. I guess the only way to get some type of response out of that origination is for me to grow some tits.

Court on the 26th

The other major item was the court date to have the PFA extended. This was the 3rd scheduling of this. I was prepared. We walked in to the court room, once again no attorney. The judge reviewed the case history. She then read the stature for having a PFA extended “The judge can extend a final PFA if s/he believes that the abuser committed one or more acts of abuse while you had the final order or behaved in other ways that indicates a continued risk of harm to the you or your child. If necessary, the order can be extended more than once. There is no limit on the number of extensions that may be granted” * 23 Pa.C.S.A. § 6108(e)”

Since I knew that I had not done anything in the past 3 years this was an open and shut case. I proceeded to get my papers in order. Then opening statements, she opened up with the same rhetoric “Freddie B Thomas has found ways to get around the PFA, he uses the fact that we have a son to contact me, and that I fear from my life and my sons life if the PFA is not extended”. Just Like they practiced. Then my turn, “with the testimony and evidence that I will present, you will deny and request that Roslyn Hopson has presented to extend the PFA.”

Now on with the show!

She then started to talk about a text that I had sent to her phone on Feb 19th. Here is the text “ajani ate 2 chicken strips acouple handfuls of low salt potato chips 10oz of choclet milk”

Vlad

The judge then asked her to produce the text. I had my copies printed out. The judge mentioned that there was a full docket and that “you” Ms Hopson have a witness to testify also, still scrolling through the phones. Now you figured that a person with such a “high degree” of intelligence would be prepared and better yet know how to work a cell phone. Hell, when Ajani wants Angry Birds, all I do is put in my code and hand him my phone and within a few mins I’m hearing the sounds of birds flying in the air. It took all of about 30 mins searching through two phones for that text. One of the court officers was checking her Facebook page, me and the other exchanging stares and chuckles and the judge was knocking off cases. Finally she found it. All I did was confirm that it was the text.  The judge asked her to read the text.  She read that one plus 6 more; all the judge wanted was just the one for the 19th.  Her mother was the witness; the judge was already fed up and asked her just one question. “Have you witness and type of abuse from Mr Thomas against ms hopson in the past three years. The only thing she could say was no which is what she said. Then the judge added, “Probably because she does not show up”

Now my turn.

I proceeded to address each complaint; I said that there is a court order in place that specifies that we are to exchange information about Ajani via electronic means and produced said order. She acknowledged that. I then began to explain how I came about her phone number. I stated that I have a website up about my “trials “over the past three years and that I received noticed that her name came up in a keyword search on the site.  I followed the links and it leads me to her phone number. The court officer then handed the papers to the judge, she then handed them to Roslyn. I had to explain how keywords work to the judge.

Now we’ve all seen those priceless commercials from master card. This was one of them. As she flipped thought the papers, her jaw fell out of her mouth, rolled up said hi to the judge and made a trip around the whole family court. She was ABSOLUTLY SPEACHLESS (and that’s how I like to leave them) The PFA will expire on the 7th of July.

The Judge then thanked me for being prepared and we left. (thanks mom and dad for the Boy Scouts!)

 

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Somewhere between an excuse and a lie
You found something that you believe
So proud, I guess I can’t imagine why
Three cheers, for what we used to be

Pathetic, Wasted, Souless, Compromised
Sleep-walking the mine field
Shit talking, it crumbles around you
It comes back around

Somewhere between delusion and denial
You’ll drown in your own sympathy
Profound, at least you thought so at the time
A ghost of who you used to be

Pathetic, Wasted, Souless, Compromised
Sleep-walking the mine field
Shit talking, it crumbles around you
It comes back around

 

Sunday July 1

As for the incident at the police station, to both of you “THINGS”, you really think by recording every pick up help your cause??? Boy you are really fuckin stupid! Don’t you realize that by not letting Roslyn make the pick/drop off she is creating a hostile environment? That she is the one to take the fall?? Or that’s part of your selfish plans?? Make her take the fall then you two walk away with Ajani?? Hate to tell ya NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!!!

Now about the comments that were said first on the job thing. Right now my job is to be a father to my son and to protect him, and also to thwart any of your plans.

On me being Ajani’s Father, which was the dumbest thing, you could say now that changes the playing field. If it comes out that I am not the father, it’s Christmas all over the world.

 

So am I an ASSHOLE for fighting for what I believe in?

Am I an ASSHOLE for wanting my family?

Am I an ASSHOLE for not doing what everyman has done in their lives, that is walk away?

And to answer the question that the police officer from the 19th district “IS that an ASSHOLE”

 

Yes the fuck I am! confused?

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mother’s day

Posted on 13th May 2012 in Us

 

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Today is mother’s day and to all the real mothers you have a good one. The day is a celebration of that person who played a big part in giving us life. To that person who doesn’t tell you dad that little incident (you know the one!). To that person who knows that right amount of sugar to put on your oatmeal.

Now there is a person out there who thinks they’re a mother. Just because you give birth, does not necessarily make you a mother. I’m not going to go into bashing here. Just to make a point.

I don’t hate you

The only emotions I’m feeling right now is

Sorrow and pity

Sorrow that you could not be the “mother” that you could be

Pity because that’s what you think you are now!

Flood

Posted on 20th October 2011 in Fun with my son, Them, Us

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Sunday’s visit was great as usual, but when we went through the breakfast thing, Ajani asked me “can I come and eat with him at home? Once again I was stunned. Once again I could not tell my son the truth. I want to tell him that the reason that I can’t come and eat, play, and do everything that a father should be doing, is because of the selfishness of his mother. I want to tell him that because of the complete lack of respect for him that his grandmother and the other “thing” are keeping me out of his life. The most important thing is that the love that they profess is false and driven by manipulation. Ajani can sense that something is not right. When he asks me one of those questions, he looks at me, waiting for me to say yes I’ll come over. There is a serious let down when the answer is no. I try to change the subject, but the damage is done. In his mind, there are already issues growing. I don’t need to go into all the mental issues that this is doing to him, but let’s look at it from his point of view. I have a daddy. I see my daddy one time a week (we’re working on telling time by the days that we see each other). My daddy does not eat or play with me at home. There is also the need to let everyone know that I am his father.

Now I would thing that’s a bit much for a child of 3 to have to handle. I mean with Thomas the Train, Lighting McQueen, dealing with daycare, and using the 4-3, 3-4 and 2-5 defense in sync, can be a lot.

Anyone who works in the fields of psychology, social work, children’s development can attest to the difficulties that children have with out fathers in their lives. Would it make sense that a person would commit parental alienation working in said field? How about 2? I would think that if you devote your life to helping society move a small step forward, why would you make your child another statistic? One thing though, being in that field gave you the advantage in court matters. The tide is turning on that!

Now thinking back, I recall a speech about 6 years ago that we attended. The speaker was Dr. Raymond A. Winbush and another person. The reason that Dr. WInbush stood out was he had a lot to say and he had a book, The Warrior Method. I purchased that book, out of support. It sat on my desk for about 2yrs. I moved it around from place to place.  Then I was given the news that I was going to be a father. The book was right where I left it. I read it, about 4 times. Very good book, great, book. But no where do I recall that the best way to raise a child is to alienate a parent. Or that the best way to raise a healthy black male child is to remove the father and let 2 and a half dyke bitches raise him. After I read it; I thought “hey, this is wonderful; a lot of the road blocks were out of the way”.  Was I the fuck wrong!

The only reasons that I should be out of Ajani’s life are a follows:

I abandon him

I am incarcerated

I am mentally unfit

I commit a major crime

I have not done any of the above, but yet you try to disrupt the second happiest thing in my life. By spreading all the lies and using a broken court system to achieve what ever goal the 3 of you are trying to reach. You 3 are the biggest joke ever. You claim to be all for social change, yet you drag an unwilling participant in this deception. Phony, fake and living a lie.

 

 

Was that a jump into this?

 

 

On Sept 23 2006 I spoke the words of commitment to every one that was there. When asked “do you Freddie Thomas take Roslyn Hopson as my wife” I yelled at the top of my lungs “DAMMN SKIPPY”, I meant it. This was a journey that I waited a long time to make. But it seems that the other person got distracted. You have said there were problems. What fuckin problems??? The only problems I saw were the constant disruptions of our life by the creatures, the same creatures who you conversed with about what ever imaginary problems. Is this a repeat of your first go around? I know that one of them was instrumental in the first break up.

So it’s been two years. How come no divorce papers yet??? I mean you know that from your first go around. Please hurry with them!!!!One question I am asked a lot, do I still love her? I generally reply, “Love can come and go, it’s the respect that I have for the person who gave birth to my child that is slowly eroding away. And once that is gone, there is nothing left

Surrogate: a woman who bears a child for a couple, with the intention of handing it over at birth. She is usually either artificially inseminated with the man’s sperm or implanted with a fertilized egg from the woman.

Mother: a woman who has a child, or a female animal that has produced young. To give birth to and bring up a baby.

I put these definitions up because right now I’m not sure which one applies to Roslyn Hopson. Maybe you can

I tell Ajani this every time I am with him. “I want to be there to wake you up in the morning, make you breakfast, give you your raspberries, play with you tuck you in and read you your bed time stories. I want to do that, but there are people that don’t want that. You will figure out who they are later in life, but don’t you think that you did anything wrong. If any one tells you anything different are lying to you.

I tell him that to ensure that he does not start to get a complex and think that he is the problem. But the most important thing is. I did not walk away from him that I am fighting for him and that I love him.

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