roslyn hopson facilitator of parental alienation

Posted on 5th July 2018 in her shit, Them

Parental alienation
Parental alienation is the process, and the result, of psychological manipulation of a child into showing unwarranted fear, disrespect or hostility towards a parent and/or other family members. It is a distinctive form of psychological abuse towards both the child and the rejected family members, that occurs almost exclusively in association with family separation or divorce, particularly where legal action is involved. It undermines core principles of both the Universal Declaration of Human Rights and the United Nations Convention on the Rights of the Child. Most commonly, the primary cause is a parent wishing to exclude another parent from the life of their child, but other family members or friends, as well as professionals involved with the family, may contribute significantly to the process. It often leads to the long-term, or even permanent, estrangement of a child from one parent and other family members and, as a particularly adverse childhood experience, results in significantly increased lifetime risks of both mental and physical illness.  to make it worse not only is he getting it fro her he has to deal with it from her mother and  the mother’s domestic partner

OK WHAT SHE IS DOING IS DENEYING ME CONTACT TO AJANI DID NOT GET A CALL ON FATHERS DAY. I WANTED TO TAKE HIM TO THE FATHERS DAY PICNIC NO CALL  BUT WHEN I MENTIONED IT TO HER SHE SAID SHE ALREADY MADE PLANS FOR THat day

here the most fucked up part of this whole mess if you are a social worker you already see the effects of parental alienation  on children and on society why would you subject you own child yo this abuse.

 

 

i will go weeks without talking to him not good last time I saw my son was june23rd july8th for about 10 mins

 

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wenreedcustodyenforcement

Posted on 11th November 2016 in News

ihavebeeninthhospitialsinceayg1recoveringfroma stroke my brother sayd he woulpickhim up for me since aug1 i have obly seen my son 3 times i broughhim a phone so that we culd talk wiout his mother getting involved she tookit awafromhim my brother has 3 policeinciden numbers 3times he went to gethim and shefdid no show

thejudge puin theorder that iam to spend 3 hours withhim o  his birthdaywe waited an hour noshow thinis whereshe belongs

 

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violateacustodyorderyoubelonghere

 

 

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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?

read again!

Responsibility

Posted on 3rd June 2012 in Fun with my son

 

 

 

The past two weeks Ajani was sick. Last week he had the chicken pox.  It was great to see him. He walked through the doors and said “Daddy” and we gave each other big hugs.  As we were walking down the street, we talked about how he spent the last week. I told him that I missed him and that I’m glad that he is all better.

He then said “daddy you have to buy me diesel 10”

Why, what happened to the one that I brought you?

He said he lost it in his room. I then went in the a brief explanation about responsibility.  He asked for daddy express and his Fisher Price Computer. That’s how we walked to the El. Talking and playing his game. On the train we sat near a poster that had a bunch of letters. I would point to the letter and he would say it. We did this till he fell asleep on my shoulder. I carried him from the train about 5 blocks, dead asleep the whole way. As soon as I arrive at my brother’s house and laid him down, for about all of 30 seconds, he woke up. And he was 100% better. The last time everyone saw him, all he did lay on my shoulder and sleep. Not today, he was all over the place and we all enjoyed it. He got carried away a few times and we had to spend a few time outs but all in all it was good to see him active. And eating!!

While we were heading back he asked me again about Diesel 10. Once again I asked him what happened to the one I brought him.

He told me the answer.  He said “mommy got mad at me and threw it away”.

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recorded at the train station on the way home

 

 

Sick Day

Posted on 22nd May 2012 in Fun with my son

 

Down for the count

 

 

As soon as he saw me he said ‘Daddy I’m sick” I scooped him up and we were off. He was sick, and if Roslyn were in contact with me, as per the court order, he would not have been out. I carried him to the bus; all he wanted to do was lay on my shoulder and rest. We went out to my brothers and that’s what we did. He did not want anything to eat and drank very little.

 

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!

smiling today

Posted on 21st February 2012 in Fun with my son, the courts, Them

That’s right and for two reasons first: I got to spend time with my son. Second: very good day in court on Monday. I did not make a post about that, still stunned. I’ll talk about it later on in this post.

With a great big hug we greeted each other. Right off the bat he asked “do you have a surprise for me”? I said not today! But I have good news; soon we are going to spend more time together. So we set off to his uncle’s house. On the train ride he asked for the Thomas game. After setting it up, he jumped right into the matching game. After about 3 rounds of that he wanted to go to puzzles. He started on level 3 and did not have a problem. He did about 7 of those so we moved on to insects, birds, and shapes. While we were doing shapes, it got interesting. I showed him a rectangle I asked “what’s this shape” he said rhombus. I got to thinking I’ve heard of that before. I corrected him on the rectangle.

Arriving at my brothers, he was greeted with the usual hugs and kisses. While we were playing his cousin Patricia had something to show us and this was it.

Painting of Ajani

“Oh the things u will see”

I was amazed; I knew she was a good artist. But this was just damn good. I showed Ajani and I asked him who is that? He said AJANI. He then asked “what am I looking at”. Patricia said “space” so the rest of the day was spend with him saying “daddy I’m looking in to space” We had lunch and played horsey and some Mario Go Kart. When it was time to leave, once again we went through it. He fell asleep on the train

 

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Feb 13th

I was nervous because with the last hearing. Things did not well at all (post: not in Kansas). I arrived at 9 am. She arrived 9:30. There was no attorney for her so I guess the money ran out. Also here two shadows were mot there either. ODD! Things are looking up!  I made a statement that I did not get any visits for the last 3 weeks. I then told the judge about the call from DHS. Then I gave the judge a letter from said agency, silence. The judge read the letter out loud. Then proceeded to ask her question that eventually lead to her being caught up in 1 lie. She was caught in another one also about the 24th of Dec.

She was found guilty of contempt of the custody order and Ms Hopson was advised that continual violations of the custody order will result to incarceration. The Judge also advised me that I WILL be getting more time with my son Saturdays with an overnight into Sunday. And eventually I will get weekends. As for the outburst and award winning performance by Roslyn Hopson here’s a little something for ya

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The judge did say something that got my interest. I should put you two in a room by your selves and hash it out. Now the only reason a judge would say something like that is: THERE IS NO LEGAL REASON FOR THIS, which is something I WANT TO DO!!  But there are two underlying factors in all this:

 

Constance Ratliff Mother???? of Roslyn CR Alternative Lifestyle

Explain?

Posted on 30th January 2012 in Them

 On Sunday I received a text stating that my son would not be joining me today. Reason? No legal reason. The only reason is PURE SELFISNESS. The one who is pulling the strings said that I did not explain or give an answer to a question last week.

Well explain this?

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You will, the three of u Feb 13th

This about sums it up 

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Not Guilty!

Posted on 9th November 2011 in the courts, Them

Those two words felt so goddamn good, the look on their faces was priceless. First I would like to thank the judge who could see through her bull shit. Second the Public Defenders Association, good job. And last but not least, the person who took her statement on July 7th. WORD for WORD. That’s doing your job. For the first time, in this matter, the court system did something right.

I arrived about 8:50 read the Metro and waited. 9:20 I heard some keys rattling, It was her. She walked in, the transformation is almost complete. She walked up to the Prosecutors’ table. Laughing and looking all confident. Then the air got a little chilly, the low rattle of timpani drums began and the floor trembled, Creature 1 entered. Followed by its shadow, all light disappeared as it was absorbed by the growing black hole that is it becoming.

The trial stated at 12:45, she testified first. Key point, the police report was filed on July 7th. Incident happened on July 3rd.  Once again it’s an after thought (Jan 26 2009). Also when asked how she felt when she received the text, “I was scared”.  Now here’s where a person is earning their paycheck. In her statement she stated that “under the advisement of her attorney, that she file a contempt charge for the text.”

THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then I remembered that I still had a copy of the order in my wallet. Showed it to my attorney she read it made copies passed it out. Then it was my turn:

On July 3rd CR dropped off Ajani at 9:30

On the pickup DM arrived. I pointed her to the window. She walked over and the officer on duty informed her that since she was not on the court order, I did not have to give Ajani to her.  We left I then texted her and CR. I was then asked to read a part of the order

“Mother or maternal Grandmother to drop off and pick up child. Parties to communicate by e-mail any necessary information pertaining to the child.”

Defense Rest.

Took the Judge about 15mins,

“Mr. Thomas I find you not guilty of contempt, you were in your rights to contact Roslyn Hopson about this matter.”

I spent 18hrs in jail, denied a visit with my son.

 

Nelson please do me the honors !

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Play Hard

Posted on 1st November 2011 in Fun with my son, Them

The programer at work

I had picked up Percy during the week to surprise him. When I gave it to him, he said “I wanted big Percy” That was one of the choices last week. He gave it back. I want the game! I then reminded him of how we ask for things. Can I have my game please? I gave him his PDA and that’s all she wrote! He was trying to walk and play at the same time. He would take a few steps stop, move something on the screen and repeated that a few times. I picked him up and we walked to the bus stop. I tried to engage him in conversation, but he was totally into the game.

When breakfast came, he wanted some. I was trying to cut the sausage and he said “let me cut” I let him try.  A few potatoes went on the table. Plus the fact that it was plastic did not help. But we managed to cut it up and eat.

Let's see, I'll move a million to this account, and the other I'll have fun with

 On the way to his uncle’s house there were puddles, lots of them! The temptation was too much. He would drift towards one, look at me, smile, and say dirty water? Finally I saw one and we jumped in it. I got Ajani out of his wet clothes and we played. Running around the house, flipping over my legs just being a kid, both of us. The most memorable event was he walked up the steps and sat down. He then slid down the steps, carpeted. Bobbing is head as he came down the steps.  Then he asked his game played with that for a hour, then back to ruff housing. At one point he was on the floor, I could see he was tired. I said ready for your nap buddy? He looked at me and fell out, down for the count.

We arrived a little early at the drop off and he was asleep for the ride home. At about 5:50 I was looking at him, and he was staring to cry. I looked out the door and they were pulling up. I was trying to find out what was wrong. In between the cries I could make out I don’t want you to go.  They were there to witness this, not all of them. Roslyn still has not shown her face. I kissed him on his forehead and told him “It’s ok I’ll see you next week” He was still crying as I left. I stood out the doors and looked in. He was looking at me; they were trying to provide some false comfort. I walked in and said “this will be over soon” Very soon.

 

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