(The articles are serialised and updated with a new one everyday. You don’t have to, but I recommend starting from the bottom. ‘It’s a long way to the top…’)

Promise Kept

Being targeted for many years, involved everything in my life including my children.

By everything in my life, I mean literally everything including attempts on my life as well as death threats and my financial situation.

Being in the witness box for more than two days unjustifiably and unfairly was at a time when I had not yet unpacked after moving to the new property. And after the judgement was pronounced confirming their failure, a car was hired to crash into the driver’s door of my previous car. To crash into me, and escape afterwards. I managed to dudge that in time limiting the damage to a slight scratch to the front.

The desperation with the Chris Ed Dicky situation was so bad that the car that was hired to do that after the judgement was pronounced was a Toyota Yaris. It escaped very quickly afterwards.

This obviously concided with dead birds put inside the new property and a replica of the weapon that was prepared to kill me.

Dealing with thieves however and a law that according to the judge cannot protect me or my children or protect my belongings, meant that I could be raided at the previous property, get attacked and have all my belongings stolen. But they made sure the children are kidnapped first.

The desperation to destroy my life, my home, my car and everything I own, as well as kidnap my children…

This was a small property, two and a half rooms that we have been trying to move out of to a bigger property for years. I had a mortgage and enough savings for a deposit. But they tried to force me to buy it for three times its market value. I refused, and they did not get any offers from any body else.

By the time I found an appropriate property and confirmed it, and sorted out a van after the previous van messed up I only had fourteen hours and no help.

A Ford Transit that I could drive and load myself. Completely recommend. I managed to complete the move with one hour to spare. I made sure when the thieves arrive they would not find anything to steal, just a tipping point. I even took back some things I thought were broken or not very good to keep. I also left the key on the door step out of sarcasm. It doesn’t open.

The last thing I brought back was the slide. It was too long to fit in the van and I left it for the last journey. I had to do some magic in the early hours of the morning, and without any food or coffee for such a long time. But it worked and I shut the door. It is now the centre-piece of a new play area which I created at the new home.

But my trousers got ripped in the process and after so many journeys in the van. When the children asked about their room and told me they got so upset and ill after being taken to see the ruins of Henry VIII’s castle, I told them ‘Don’t worry everything is better than before. I still have everything.’

I have kept my promise.

Freudian Slip

As it turned out after the final hearing, the social workers’ incompetent manager had resigned due to the social workers’ mishandling of the children and the fraudulent information used to extract a quick removal order.

The social workers who were labelled naive and rebuked and opposed by several judges ( 5 out of 7 judges expressed either opposition to the social workers and/or great concerns about what they intended to do) were now left to operate without any management and without any supervision. Bearing in mind that these are children with physical difficulties and disabilities, to be left like that with the two social workers is only a testament of the failure of the local authroity and the legal system it operates under, namely Public Family Law.

The two social workers tried to seize the opportunity to force a contract while I had no legal representation. But that failed as usual, their contracts only brought misery on the children’s lives and are morally and legally questionable. Their attempt to force the mother into my life also failed for many reasons including the illegality of her presiding over anything. As a person with a full history and record of domestic abuse and drug adddiction she had always been required by law to never go near a child without supervision.

It took many months for a new manager to be appointed, she was another puppet dictator and one of many ‘Mo’s that I was having to deal with in their desperation to force a false identity upon myself. She asked for a phone meeting which we had. On the phone she made a very conspicuous Freudian slip: ‘I don’t think there was any intentional dishonesty by (the name of the second social worker)’. The name she used was of the second social worker who was found to be lying in court. Clearly no body is confused here, they knew exactly what they were doing, and the judgement was intentionally inaccurate and about somebody else.

Nevertheless the manager admitted the mistreatment of the children by the two social workers, and that they put them through unnecesssary difficulty. She was a puppet manager however and was leaving the social workers to it, even after the social workers reported that the children did not want to have any communication through the two social workers. Instead of trying to put some sense into this madness, she was still trying to go on with the stupid switching plans between myself and the mother. So, she wanted me to be supervised instead of the mother, and she also thought she could have another go through the court to force a contract. Obviously I refused, and the children refused. We did not like that type of contact. And when she went to court, as the song says she and the social workers were the queue and ‘nobody was around.’

And with that the 2025 season came to an end. The dictator lost the last thing she had left to negotiate with, and was left with nothing. Nobody would even talk to them. Without any coordination between myself and the children we all had the same approach towards them. Only a complete lifting of this injustice would do. No contracts will take place. And I will never have anything to do with the mother and the two social workers.

Continuous Personal Development

Anybody who has ever had the slightest professional association with any type of education would have realised at some point that there is a professional requirement called continuous personal development.

Continuous Personal Development is a professional requirement for any edcuator in further education to continue professional progression. This is to avoid deeming their knowledge and expertise outdated. The professional requirement includes showing evidence on a monthly basis of professsional progression of knowledge and expertise. This development and progression is demonstrable in many forms, including qualifications.

My career in higher and further education which I started in 2008 after the financial crisis, spanned so many of these developments on a monthly basis, and so many qualifications. Folders and folders worth of certificates over the years.

On top of all other professional responsibilities of lesson planning, curriculum preparation, examinations, invigilations and marking and grading, one has always had to continue personal development on a monthly basis. A lecturer and a professor does not conduct research in the capacity of being a student, or gain a new certificate as a pupil. It is gained and completed in the capacity of being a lecturer or a professor continuing personal development as a professional requirement.

When the corrupt judge threatened that he could control my life, or prevent me from working in education, he clearly knew that I have been a professor for many years not a student. Otherwise his hollow and corrupt threats would not have made any sense. This is another proof that his inaccurate judgement was deliberate and not due to any kind of confusion. And it is further proof of his corruption and threatening me to silence me from telling about what injustice I and the children encountered.

Public family law is a legal mess affecting thousands of children across the country. It needs to change in order to hold those in question accountable for what they have done. This of course includes that judge and the two social workers. The testaments of all their colleagues against them, including other judges and heads of other local authorities are in themselves sufficient evidence of their self-manifesting corruption.

Termination

After I sacked them, meaning terminating their legally and morally questionable contract, they did not seem to understand.

It was like they were bewildered, ‘what do you mean by you’ve terminated the contract?’

‘It means you’re sacked.’

This was the point they bribed my solicitor to blackmail me to not only change my legal position but to re-activate the contract. Obviously I refused. Then they used fraudulent information to extract a court order in coordination with the grandparents to get back at me. The same judge revoked the false information and rebuked them in court for many reasons.

Then I was told by the judge of the final hearing that they have never been sacked before. That explained the angry begotted bewilderment they displayed.

After they were sacked, their begottry was shown in a more obvious way and like I said the word ‘dragon’ was used and so on. Obviously, it’s not something I am into at all. And I don’t like drags or dragons.

But more importantly and in their desperation to get back at me with all the false information they tried to claim that I was like them and that I was sacked from my previous post or role at university. This too is completely not true, I have never been sacked from any role in my life. My career in higher and further education which I began in 2008 after the financial crisis was very successful. Every organisation I worked for, honoured me with either appreciation, achievement, recognition or award.

My last role at University was a timed contract from January to August and I was offered renewal by the head of the school at the time. I even went through the official inauguration with that in mind, eventhough I had been there for months. What changed is that I was the youngest amongst much older men who were jealous of my world recognition and one of them made inappropriate remarks. So obviously I did not go ahead after that.

I have nothing bad to say about the head of the school and she offered me good reference, but it does not reflect well on her having men like that working under her. I do not think I would object to a new role in the future as long as it does not involve the same old men being in any senior position to myself.

I have led a very successsful and recognised career after that through independent publishers and many music albums. I even started my own publisher as well.

Public Family Law needs to be changed to put these fraudulents behind bars. The children are still held hostage for no legally justifiable reasons and they are currently loopholing the law. This legal mess is affecting thousands of children across the country.

Goldi Locks

The children had some nicknames for me. Being so young, they always felt that I was closer to their age and these nicknames were a way for them to express that. These nicknames included: Goldi Locks, Blondie, and the Perfect Guy. They would laugh, ‘even your eyebrows are blonde.’

This was something that really grated on both the mother and the two social workers and from the moment they realised that, they started a systematic character assassination as well as a destruction of my image.

The mother is much older and had never had that level of relationship with the children, and she was an active part in this character assassination with the two social workers.

Besides the fake pictures of what they falsely claimed to be myself which were leaked to the public during the case, they also used wrong name, wrong date of birth and wrong nationalities. Practically speaking everything was fraud.

They also made up many false narratives to supplement their false allegations. Obviously, none of it was true and I have been described on a number of occasions by the heads of more than one local authority as a caring role model. And the children also testified to that.

When even the mentally-ill teenager referred to myself as the Perfect Guy to them and that I have the perfect hairline, they started making up a false narrative that I must be bald from behind. And started drawing lame comparisons with sports figures who had that problem like Ange.

Obviously that is not true and I have shown in court that it is not true, and in many pictures afterwards. But jealous and desperate fools tried to destroy my image in any way. Obviously nobody also said that I am bald or bald from behind. That was the mother and the two social workers desperate to make me seem older with a false date of birth and not good looking to help the mother be nearer to my league.

According to the legal documents however, I have proven that it is not myself who has hair problems. It is the mother who failed her drug test due to the lack of ‘hair’. Bad hair and skin are some of the side effects of drug addiction.

But the desperation to destroy ‘the Perfect Guy’s image and character as a role model with all the fake and fraud was the act of criminals who should be jailed for targeting a law-abiding citizen.

After they were sacked, and I terminated my contract with them and proven them to be the frauds that they are, they displayed a lot of bigotted desperation. Words like ‘dragon’ and so on were used, which only further proves their lack of impartiality from the beginning and lying in court. Obviously, I don’t like drags or dragons.

Public Family Law needs to change to lift this injustice and prosecute those who have been proven to be criminals.

Witness Box

Being in the witness box is a very difficult experience for anyone. There are particular rules that have to be followed, regardless of how long the witness is in the witness box for.

Any body providing evidence in the witness box cannot talk to other legal personnel when the court breaks for coffee or for the day. One cannot seek legal advice and cannot consult any legal representatives.

The mother was in the witness box for about an hour or perhaps less. The two social workers were in the witness box for about two hours each.

I was in the witness box for more than two days. Legal personnel in the room referred to that as ‘disproportionate’ and should not have happened. No body should be questioned for such a long time.

Being in the witness box for such a long time and having to adhere to such regulations also for such duration is not something that I should have had to endure. That is besides not having any of my natural rights (refer to ‘Dishonesty of a ‘Half-Judge’ for more information) and not being given an opportunity to talk or to present my legal position or to give a speech. Being in the witness box is just being questioned for the duration of beng in the witness box.

Representatives of other legal parties who were rebuked by another judge at a previous hearing found it a good opportunity to get back at me with stupid questions that had nothing to do with anything. And to continue to target me with my trauma, something they intended to do in advance. Nevertheless I managed to extract admissions and confirmations of fraud and false information with intent.

No body should have had to go through any of this, with it being a groundless case as well. Yet my children continue to be held hostage. And those who were found to have committed serious mistakes (refer to the Offences of the Social Workers’) have not faced any consequences for their actions. And the perpetrators have not even been questioned. Where is the justice?

Breakdown
Corruption Personified

This was a day for another hearing, at the beginning of a groundless case that took almost a year.

I took the children to school and drove to court. On the way a blue car was broken down (symbolic) and slowed the way down significantly. I was still on time when I got there but just about.

Inside they were all whispering that the mother had a nervous break down and will attend remotely. This was not something new to her, she had had many breakdowns over the years. About two per year on average, usually drug-induced. She had another breakdown during the case five months later.

Not all judges are corrupt and I have given examples already of judges that make decisions and assessments based on reading real evidence. But the judge of this hearing was very much like the judge of the final hearing, corruption personified.

The judge arrived late. He had not read anything. He did not know where any of the submitted documents were and he was not bothered. The mother provided false information about the mentally ill teenager, claiming that I had changed his name amongst other things.

This was not true and I had the documents to show that it was the mother who did that not myself and through her own solicitor. Nothing to do with me. The judge was not bothered about anything at all, and I was not given any talk time. A request was submitted for a legal psychological assessment, because of both the mother’s and the mentally-ill teenager’s mental health. They tried to group all of us together and refer to us so pathetically as a family (the beginning of their attempt to force me to marry her) I refused and explained that we are not a family and have never been. The legal psychological assessment request was approved.

But the judge did not give me any talk time to correct all the false information coming from the mother’s side. I even had the documents that she used to do that herself but he was not bothered. My solicitor also was not bothered and all she did was say ‘save your breath.’ She was later bribed to switch sides and did not attend the final hearing or send me any documents.

I submitted a statement after that threatening to apply for changing the judge due to incompetence. I can’t remember the legal word for such action. I also refused to attend any other hearings that involved that judge.

It is very difficult to remove a judge from a case I was told, but possible. This is something the final hearing judge was aware of and only needed to use the magic word ‘dishonest’ to avoid having his inaccurate judgement about the case undermined and negatively impact his career.

Both judges did not know what they were doing. Both judges did not read important evidence. And both judges were not bothered about anything or the future of the children they were affecting by their decisions.

Both judges are good examples of corruption in the legal system. If there was jury, would either of them have done any of these things or carried themselves in such way. I don’t think so.

Public family law is a legal mess that negatively affects the lives of thousands of children across the UK. Both judges and social workers know that the law is not about parent or child, it is about the social workers. Public family law needs to be parent and child oriented.

Fraud of All Types

The first social worker had already been questioned and sat down in the attendees’ benches after getting out of the witness box, when the word ‘photoshopped’ spilled out of her like diarrehea.

It took me a while after the trial to remember the exact word that had been used. Initially I thought the fake pictures were something more advanced like AI or something. But she said ‘photoshopped’.

This was not the only piece of fake evidence, fraudulent evidence of all types had been used by the social workers. A false date of birth for myself which they insisted on using even after it was corrected by a judge was a very easy one to spot: 1984. Trying to make me older than I am to bridge the age gap between myself and the mother who is much older.

All sorts of world wide nationalities had been attributed to me by the mother (refer to Angry With Her Throat) and the two social workers. These nationalities include: French, German, Portuguese, Egyptian, Japanese, Indian, Sudanese, Spanish, Italian …

Obviously I am only English. And proud to be so.

After I exposed their fake evidence and their fraud through their admissions as well as discrepancies in their evidence, the corrupt judge did not mention any of the admissions in his judgement. For example, I had not been in Germany the year showing on the timestamp in the ‘photoshopped’ picture. And this was not really Germany as the picture does not indicate anything to do with Germany. And that was not myself but something ‘photoshopped’ as she said.

The mother also admitted directly to the judge that she was not really married to myself as she had claimed for years in order to ‘take anything from him’. This was another day after she had sat in the witness box and asked for a screen. She lied then about many things (refer to Targeted By My Trauma for more information). When the judge asked her, it was myself this time who was in the wintness box and had been there for more than two days straight. She was sitting in the attendees’ benches and without a screen to hide behind and lie. He asked me first, then he turned to her and she confirmed what I said. She could not lie to my face as there was no screen this time. Then he asked if there was a ‘relationship’ she also confirmed that there wasn’t. The judge started to lose it then, even though he had openly made it clear at the beginning of the hearing that he was on her side. She had sat in the witness box for under an hour a few days before talking a whole load of made up stuff. And now she just said that it was not true. She started weeping.

The corrupt judge by that point realised that they had failed to incriminate me and that the case had collapsed after ‘disproportionate’ questioning. All he could do was try to destroy my reputation and my credibility: ‘For your credibility in front of the world…’

Then he started asking me funny questions that had nothing to do with the case, like my mother’s address before she died and so on. Like the corrupt salesman in Dr Openheimer all he could do to cling to his job now that he had failed to incriminate me, was to go after my world reputation and credibility.

Being left without legal representations and having completed a trial without jury or any of my natural rights, I and the children have been put through great injustice. For my credibility and my reputation in front of the world, I managed to acquire a transcript from the court of part of the final hearing showing at least some of the admissions that were made before the judge and never mentioned. A full transcript can be acquired I am sure. But the part that I managed to acquire (two hours worth of a full five day hearing) cost me so much money amongst other things.

I have now amassed enough evidence to prosecute all criminals involved including the corrupt judge and the two social workers.

Having said that Public Family Law needs to be changed drastically to open the door for the prosecution of social workers who have committed crimes against children and abused the justice system. Thousands of children and parents are affected by this legal mess across the country where the same law that is used to incriminate an innocent parent does not incriminate a social worker who admitted these crimes.

Concoction

The mother’s admission of Class A drug addiction and the blood tests showing it which forced her to admit it, was not a surprise in itself. Her alcoholisms and addictions to drugs are on many official records.

For example, she is on the NHS record as an addict to prescription drugs and as a manipulator of the system. She was struck off a GP’s clinic before when she was found out to be lying and pretending to have a back problem to get prescription drugs.

She is also on legal highs record and was amongst those who bought them excessively until they were officially outlawed.

She is also on record for addiction to weed and alcohol by admission to various local authrities.

So what is particularly new here in the admission of Class A drugs and the blood test results reflecting that?

What is new is an insight into how such addictions were masked and kept secret for many years. Heroin and Cocaine, known medically as Class A drugs, are much more serious types of drugs with more serious addiction consequences. Hence, her anger with her throat for admitting it. With her admission of that adddiction, there was also a full description of what she always did to avoid being caught.

Whenever she attempted a dose of cocaine or heroin, she took it with some kind of spirit. This way it is masked with strong liquor and the effect of the drug would be usually interpreted as having had too much to drink and would not be treated as suspiscious for drugs. This was a method she followed for many years. Until an overdose led to her being taken to hospital and it was picked up in her blood tests and she had to admit it. Refer to ‘Mentally Retarded Drug Addict’ for more information.

For somebody who does not know how to cook, she was also creative with extracting lower doses of opium from other means when she struggled to get any off the street. One of the methods was boiling poppy seeds and simmering them with something else. It was a recipe she found online. It was not sufficient dosage but it was something that kept her from getting into a frensic state until she found a proper dose off any drug dealer.

The two social workers pretended not to know about these adddictions, despite it being on record of various local authorities. When it was brought to their attention and the attention of the corrupt judge’s they tried to hide it and brush it under the carpet.

I and the children have incurred so much injustice not only because of a sterile public family law that needs to be made child and parent oriented, but also because of very blatent corruption.

Legal Hostages

After they were kidnapped by a quickly extracted order based on fraudulent informaation which were revoked at another hearing by the same judge, they called me everyday, and I went to see them.

The children told me that their grandparents laughed at them every time they mentioned home or asked about coming back home. They also told me that they got very upset and ill after they took them to see the ruins of Henry VIII’s castle and had to be taken to hospital.

Unfortunately, their grandparents proved to be very small-minded and had planned their kidnap with the two social workers who were rebuked in court. Their grandparents did not want the children. They had tried to put them up for adoption before. They were only trying to get back at me. It was eating them from inside to see me succesful and to see myself and the children happy and doing well for many years.

I sat with the children at the café, ‘Can I sit on your knee?’ one of the children asked.

‘Of course’, I picked him up from his chair and sat him on my knee.

Then he turned to the contact facilitator who was sitting at the table, ‘I love sitting on dad’s knee.’

‘There’s nothing wrong with that.’ She said.

The other one said, ‘Can I sit on your knee too?’

‘Of course.’ I picked him up with the other arm and sat him on my knee.

‘I love sitting on dad’s knee too.’ He said.

Then they both put their arms around my back and their heads on my chest. ‘This has been very difficult for all of us.’ They looked up into my eyes interchangeably. ‘We hope we can come home soon.’

I kissed them both. ‘I should have something to tell you soon.’

‘Do you still have the cards we made you?’ They asked.

‘I do’, ‘I still have everything.’ I said. I had just moved to the new property but they did not know and it was not the right time to tell them. ‘Everything is much better than before.’ I said.

‘Do you look after our room?’ They asked.

‘Yes, don’t worry.’ I said. Then we went to get ice cream.

It has been a year and a half now. Even though the two social workers’ plan to incriminate me had failed. The children are still held hostage for no reason till now. The mother and the two social workers took their anger out on the children by withholding their access to myself. There is no legal reason to justify this hostage situation, loopholing the law to cause such situation is an abuse of the justice system and a continuation of the legal targeting I encountered for many years.

The contact notes were withheld from the judge by the two social workers, just to add to all their other offences. The children just wanted to come home. That type of contact is unnatural and was always made as uncomfortable as posssible with a stranger sitting on top of everyone. Both I and the children agreed that this type of contact is not suitable and they asked to come home. The children also refused any solicited contact through other means from the two social workers.

Public family law needs to change and be more child and parent oriented rather than being about the social workers and what they want. The two social workers have committed many crimes now. The only thing an uncorrupt judge could do was to rebuke them in court and call them naive, no incrimination for them under public family law. Thousands of children and parents across the country are affected by this legal mess.

Transcript

Despite all the admissions by the two social workers, the judge of the final hearing was corrupt and did not mention any of their admissions in his false judgement after the case collapsed. His judgement was practically about another social worker from many years ago, who had recorded much of the mother’s admitted history of addiction and alcoholism from her childhood till present.

I was not given any of my natural rights during the hearing, however. Bearing in my mind, the level of injustice I and the children incurred and the judge’s attempt to destroy my ‘reputation and credibility’ after I had single-handedly collapsed the case. I managed to acquire a transcript from the court at great cost and inconvenience including some of the social workers’ admissions, for reference.

By that point, I had rejected another attempt by the local authority to force me to enter into another illegal and immoral agreement and their attempt to have the mother facilitate contact with the children to force her into my life and theirs. The mother has been required by law not to go anywhere near a child without supervision for many years due to her record of domestic abuse and drug addiction. So of course any contract that involves her at any capacity would be legally and morally questionable.

As for myself, even the corrupt judge’s judgement does not have any such requirement from myself. But the inexperienced social workers and their new puppet manager wanted to switch between myself and the mother. And treat me like herself as if I needed supervision. A very ridiculous suggestion when I am a supervisor myself, and it is the mother not me who is required by law to be supervised when being near children.

On another note, the mother was also the person who started what has come to be referred to as ‘dumb-punning’, meaning refer to words whose meanings are very different but can be used in the wrong context to cause a stupid pun. I don’t do that, but referring to the person who does that and talking about transcripts, I’ve got to mention something of relevance here. The mother was suspected of being trans for a long time. That was for many reasons, including her male-like appearance and mannerisms. But most importantly, she had historically had surgery on multiple occasions on all the body parts to do with gender, meaning between the legs and chest. I do not know definitively if she is trans or not.

But regardless of that of course, there are many reasons to deem her a reject forever. Refer to ‘Mentally Retarded Drug Addict’ for more information.

As for myself, everything is completely natural, no surgerry. And I have never had any problems with drugs or alcohol or any kind of addiction. I have always been referred to as a role model by previous social workers as well as medical professsionals.

Love

There has been many admissions by the two social workers in court. The second social worker was particularly evasive and was found to be lying.

For example, she claimed that the first social worker did not tell her anything about myself. By that point the first social worker had been questioned and admitted many things, including: holding negative opinions about me and making decisions about me before meeting me, talking to me, or even knowing me. The second social worker was trying to avoid admitting that she had shared the same lack of impartiality. When asked what did she tell you about ‘H’, she said, ‘natting’. She was asked then if English was her first language. She could not say ‘nothing.’ She could not speak properly.

That turned out to be a lie amongst other lies. As the social workers information pool showed, the information is shared between the two social workers assigned to the children.

Then she claimed in her false narrative that I didn’t have a ‘positive relationship’ with the children. She was asked, ‘are you trying to say that the children are not attached to H, he raised them since they were born.’

She paused for a minute, as if looking for words. ‘The children must like their dad.’

Then she was asked, ‘like?’

Her guarded shoulders fell, ‘the children love their dad. He was always there with them and they always talk about him. They also refer to him as both mum and dad.’

That was also another admission of false narrative used in court for their switching plans. ‘If they love their dad, so on what basis you were saying not attached to him? You’ve just admitted that what you’re saying is not true.’

That was also another proof for the lameness of their switching plans between myself and their mother, who had never had that level of relationship with them and repeatedly rejected them. Their switching plans were rebuked in court by another judge at a previous hearing and labelled ‘naive’. Unfortunately the corrupt judge did not mention any of their admissions in his judgement after I collapsed the case. But I managed to acquire some of them.

The mother is a domestic abuser and a drug addict whom the two inexperienced social workers tried to force me to marry which I rejected. When I refused they tried to incriminate me and they bribed her to change her legal position and her parents’. When that failed too and the case collapsed, they tried to force her into my life and the children’s by attempting to assign her to facilitate contact with them. I rejected that too.

Every body knows of the level of injustice myself and the children have incurred and the destruction of our lives and our home. Under no circumstances there will any communication that involves the mother in any shape or form, or the sacked social workers. There will be no contracts either between myself and the local authority. I did not terminate the previous one to enter into another illegal and immoral agreement.

If there is a way forward (the disowned child is not subject to this discussion), it will have to be by complete lifting of this injustice, a letter of apology admitting all the serious mistakes that affected our lives including the false judgement, and compensation of a level that would at least correct all the damage done to us. After that we can see what can be done.

What About the Court?

The two inexperienced social workers of my local authority had made the decision to abduct the children without meeting me or talking to me. The school did not call me either, nor the police.

The mentally-ill teenager was abducted and put at his previous friend’s temporarily. That was already the beginning of a sequence of inappropriate accomodations for him in foster care. His grandparents refused to temporarily take him in because he had lied about them before.

And that friend’s family were he was put temporarily had previously banned him from their household for displaying similar behaviour.

For myself and the other children, we did not know what happened. He just did not come home that day. I eventually was called by a social worker who pretended to have called me before, which was not true, there was no missed calls on my phone. She claimed that he had said very bad things about home and that they had decided he would not be coming home. She said that she knew he was lying but it was not her position to tell him to apologise.

Later on, I found out that he had indeed asked to see me but they did not let him. This was not the first time he had lied at school. He previously said some bad things, that time involving his grandparents too but the school called me and we had a meeting and he apologised and came home with me that day. This time no body called me, they had the meeting without me and made the decision without telling me that he will not be coming home.

The social worker’s tone was blackmailing and manipulative. She withheld information from me about what they had discussed or what he said. I eventually called the police when I found out that she had put him at a family that had banned him from their household. The police attended the property but they were an hour late. Having two other children with me at the same time was a very difficult situation, with the police being so late.

The police went in and checked, they also took a long time inside. When they came out they let me know that he was put under temporary police protection/arrest, by request of his school and the social worker. He explained that it would expire in three days. Another female (this time) police officer attended my previous property a couple of days afterwards and invited me for an interview. It was there that I found out what he said. And it was based on that interview that I was able to distinguish between what he said and the false grounds that the social workers made up to start the legal case.

The police officer concluded the interview with me and concluded her investigation afterwards that there is no real grounds for anything here. He was supposed to be brought home, but I told them he can’t come home saying these things. ‘I have two young children. If he completely apologises and admits lying about all these things, there can be a discussion.’ I did not press any charges however about any of the things that he did or stole. For more information refer to ‘A Disowned Child’.

Before the final hearing, I insisted not to press any charges against him. My barrister pressed me to allow for summoning him to court for questioning. ‘He said many bad things, it would be much better from a legal point of view to question him in court.’ I explained that he had been damaged enough by his mother. By then a full legal psychological report had been produced after a full assessment of him. The barrister tried to convince me that he could make it child-friendly. I told him, ‘I have been through many court cases and hearings now. You can’t make an environment like that child-friendly.’

He asked, ‘What about the court?’
I said, ‘I will deal with the court.’

Despite dealing with a corrupt judge, I managed to collapse the case after extracting admissions and proving that they were relying on fraud and fake evidence that they not the children said. That child has been disowned, but my other children continue to be held hostage for no justifiable reason.

Public family law needs to change however in order to stop legal bullying and the criminal practice of targeting victims with their trauma and the CD code.

Angry With Her Throat

The same violence she had shown to the children, to her parents, to myself and other individuals, she had also inflicted upon herself.

This time she had overdosed and was found unconscious on a street after hitting the children and escaping from her parents’. She was taken to hospital in an ambulance.

At the hospital the emergency services did some blood tests and quickly found out that she had taken what is referred to medically as Class A drugs, meaning heroin and/or cocaine. This is something she had tried to hide her addiction to for many years. And had masked that type of addiction through other drugs such as weed and prescription drugs.

When she was brought to consciousness, she admitted while she was not fully awake yet that she had been addicted to these type of drugs for many years. The emergency services called the social services of the local authority of where her parents live and let them know of both the blood tests and her admission.

She was later dismissed from hospital but she was very angry with herself when she found out that the hospital had let the social services of their local authority know about her addiction and her admission. She turned her anger towards her throat. This is not something that is easily understood and you would have to read ‘Mentally Retarded Drug Addict’ to comprehend to an extent at least what followed.

She took something and started stabbing herself in the throat. She was angry with her throat for admitting her addiction at the hospital, which on top of showing in her blood tests had also been reported to their local authority by the hospital.

She was taken to hospital again, and that too was also reported by the hospital to the same local authority.

That local authority phoned me afterwards and I met with their social services and they told me about what happened. At the time the grandparents had been preventing the children from having access to myself.

When the mother found out that the local authority were going to get in touch with me and managed to find my phone number, she tried to prevent them from doing so. She told them that I had moved to France, and that I was French and currently teaching at a university in Paris.

When I met with them they realised that these were all lies to prevent them from getting in touch with me. I then picked up the children and they lived with me a happy life for many years after their maternal grandparents’ failed experiment.

These are the type of things in the mother’s record which the two inexperienced social workers of our local authority (not theirs this time) were trying to hide or brush under the carpet in their attempt to switch between myself and the mother.

No Surprises

When I met the judge from whom the order was extracted to remove the children, even though we agreed that the social workers provided false information to extract the order she did not see a point in reversing it. Almost all public family law cases end with handing the children over to the local authority anyway, or at least by giving them a say over the children.

My solicitor whom the judge explained that she had not defended me and acted against me, called me after the removal just of the children to tell me that they will not be coming back and that the law does not make it ‘up to them or you’.

Before going into the final hearing, the barrister told me that they are brushing all the mother’s records of addiction and domestic abuse under the carpet because they want to switch between you, ‘try not to bring it up otherwise the children will be put in foster care’. In other words, I am not being discussed here as an option.

As for the final judgement that was produced after I single-handedly collapsed the case this was only an unqualified ‘dishonest’ judge trying to desperately cling to his job. A bit like the balding salesman in Dr Openheimer: ‘destroy his reputation and credibility’ so that he gets to keep his job.

He was still not fully qualified, any undermining of his judgment would potentially throw his career out of the window. Even though I was not provided with any of my natural rights, including right of appeal and the all the trials were done without jury, I have managed to amass enough evidence to jail that judge when the time comes.

The judgements of other judges including the judge who issued the flawed removal order undermine the corrupt judge’s judgement. Not only do we have fresh evidence of perverted practices, published this year (2025). But the judge who had discovered that she was tricked with false information to issue a removal order provides strong evidence against the CD code.

That judge did not see a point in reversing the removal order for the reasons stated above, but she helped in other ways. The local authority (meaning the social workers) were attempting at this point to use the full psychological assessment of the mentall-ill teenager against me via the CD code. Practically using it as if it is about me not him. The judge rebuked them in court and had them rewrite the whole thing. She also referred to them as naive for having these switching plans, and stated in her judgement that there shall be no reference of any kind to Dr Bastawy’s mental health as the psychological assessment is not about him and that he did not participate in any kind of psychological assessment for his mental health to be mentioned anywhere.

This is another very obvious example of perverted practices by the local authority in the justic system, where a judge who was angry with them for using false information to extract a previous court order stood against the CD code practice in court.

Long Lasting Effects

Being targeted for many years, particularly by the two social workers, has had long lasting effects on myself and my children.

The day the younger children were kidnapped was carefully prepared between their maternal grandparents and the two social workers. The grandparents had a previous attempt at kidnapping the children and preventing them from having accesss to myself. That did not go well and they failed to look after them and after three months of not giving them access to myself, I was called back by the social services of their local authority to collect them. The grandparents were hiding their failure to look after the children after they prevented them from having access to myself, and they were secretly arranging to put the children up for adoption.

I explained that they were not giving me access to the children, and that I was not informed of their evil plans. I picked up the children and they continued to live with me like before for many years afterwards.

This time, the grandparents sought to settle their beef with me by kidnapping the children again through the two inexperienced social workers who were going after me. While the children were ill and off school, a quick order was extracted to remove the children. The children were dragged from home in such an inhumane way and taken to their maternal grandparents who had planned this inhumane abduction of the children from home with the two social workers. When I met the judge at another hearing, she was apologetic and explained that my solicitor had been acting against myself and did not defend me, we also confirmed that the information they used to extract the order was false.

The children were so ill and so upset after they were abducted this way but their grandparents continued their inhumane treatment. They laughed at them every time they asked about home or if they would come back home. They also took them to see the ruins of Henry VIII castle, in a symbolic visit that did not pass unnoticed by smart children. They got ill and upset and had to be taken to hospital. The children told me all of that when I saw them.

Now the children have not had any access to myself for a year and a half. Their mother and the social workers took their anger out at them when they failed to incriminate me by not giving them any access to myself. Having acted as both parents for them and having raised them since they were babies, this must be very damaging for them. Throughout all the time the children were in my care I always made sure the children saw their mother at least once a week. I even paid her to see them as she did not want to, because I was concerned about how damaging it would be for them not having any contact with her. I am still paying now, but the children are held hostage by those who tried to incriminate me and failed.

First they tried to control my life and silence me, by forcing me to marry the mother. Of course I refused as anybody would. I am not a marriage type of guy and no body is allowed to control somebody else’s life. Refer to ‘Mentally Retarded Drug Adddict’ for further reasons. When they failed to control me in order to silence me, they used the children to blackmail me while attempting to incriminate me.

The mishandling of the children by the social workers led to the resignation of their manager. And the children have been deeply damaged by what happened.

As for myself, ever since the final hearing I have had a general feeling of needing to throw up. Some people call it anxiety but I don’t think so. It is general disgust and a natural outcome to having to relive my trauma over and over again in this way.

In regards to everything else, our home and our life have been destroyed after being happy for many years.

Gratitude

The heads of various local authorities called me before they signed off, ‘We don’t know what we would have done if it wasn’t for you. These children are lucky to have a parent like you.’

I was praised as a caring role model at a time when the children had been rejected by their mother and lacked having any emotional interaction from herself as a parent. She had met them with violence and incidents of drug and alcohol problems instead.

But this was before two inexperienced social workers decided to go after me in order to silence me when they found out about my trauma and what happened to me. I had raised my children since they were babies. I was everything to them. They did not treat me as a father or a mother. I was their emotional fulfilment for both parents.

After all the years, and my achievements with them It was very difficult for me to be targeted this way by a local authority that had sought to silence me. Targeting the victim has been common practice by local authorities for years. It is fascinating how all the praise I was getting changed the moment they found out about what happened to me. Suddenly, inexperienced social workers who have never met me were kidnapping my children and making decisions about me without talking to me.

I have been targeted for many years now, in many court cases without grounds. And I have faced intimidations and death threats, and murder attempts.

Yet in a civilised country where this level of injustic is happening under everyone’s watch, no body seems to be brave enough to stand up to corruption. Children being traumatised and kidnapped for telling the truth. Victims being targeted with their own trauma. And violent domestic abusers being let loose despite their record.

I have managed to win despite everything. But my children continue to be held hostage and their childhoods have been damaged.

Fake Can’t Survive Alone

They were many, but they were all fake. I was alone but I am the truth. Fake needs the truth to survive. It relies on some truthful factors to give a false air of validity to a fake narrative. Without the truth, fake cannot survive, regardless of how many they are.

They had reached point blank after being sacked for the first time in the history of the organisation. ‘No body every terminated a contract with them before.’ The judge said. They rely on blackmailing parents with destroying lives and while holding their children hostages.

They wanted another contract and didn’t know how to get one. The dictator’s fetish played a big role in this. It impairs the dictator mentally in a way that makes them do stupid things. In stead of realising that what they are doing is wrong and that it is illegal and immoral to target a law abiding citizen and kidnap their children. Their previous manager resigned over their mishandling of the children. When they got a new puppet manager (another Mo) after being left without any supervision for many months, the dictator was struggling with an itch.

They wanted to try the court again, seeking cowardly shelter behind the only law that gives legal coverage to committing crimes.

They thought that would be a way for forcing a contract.

I quickly assessed the situation, public family law is designed for them not for children and not for parents. It gives them what they want regardless of how immoral or criminal. So legally the children did not have any chance of survival. But what they wanted was not the children. These were children that were rejected by their mother and their maternal grandparents over and over again. The children were only a means for getting what they wanted, myself. And to try to get myself they wanted to try to force a contract.

Everything was planned this way. Another May. With even house number 10 on the street planning a stupid looking extension that would be completed within their favourite number 58, meaning by August. It was so obvious and they only made themselves look like fools with the addition of dead pigeons in my garden.

Upon assessment of the situation, I realised their desperation. I had impressed myself before, this time I did something even better. Probably the cleverest legal participation in a court case I had ever done: I withdrew.

The same false personal information that they had used about me in court had been used again despite being corrected previously by a judge. The same fake narrative was going to be attempted. By withdrawing I removed any validity to their fakeness. And fake could not survive alone. Suddenly, the tone changed. They wanted a discussion. But too late. And no discussion would lead to any kind of respect or another contract from me. The other case lasted about a year. This case did not last a week. Waste of public money, and another loss for a dictator who had developed a mental impairment. Now they had nothing to negotiate with, and lost even any potential respect if there was any at all. The humiliation was complete.

Public Family Law needs to change to hold criminal social workers accountable for crimes they commit everyday in people’s and children’s lives.

Losers’ Reactions

Being targeted by thieves over many years and in many court cases has had a long-lasting negative effect on me. I have not had time to celebrate my winnings, being only partial under these types of thief laws, and being in a multitude of complex problems.

I can tell you however about the reactions of the losers as they lost each of the main caases at least. It is always an amusement theme to see the level of self-entitlement a thief walks into a case with based completely on fake evidence and expecting to win solely on that basis. Their reactions when they lose are always entertaining.

When they lost the housing case, based only on how I broke down their fake evidence, they could not understand what just happened. With all the threats and deaths threats and dead animals, they were in for a surprise. My solicitor did not have a feasible argument, and my barrister wanted to settle and pay. So, they naturally thought they had an easy one. Instead, they froze when their evidence was proven to be fake and they couldn’t understand what had just happened. Mo’s colleagues gathered around him afterwards:
‘What has just happened?’
‘He was ruthless with you.’
‘Must be flawless by design.’
‘I heard it gives him superpowers.’

The motif of dead animals and death threats followed me, even after I moved to a bigger property. All those who targeted me in different cases were in communication with eachother. And the social workers instead of supporting me as their job requires them to do, they were trying to help them and give them false information to use.

They had learned a lesson from the housing case which is they can be in for a surprise and breakdown of all the fake evidence. They tried to avoid this problem in the other main case by using my tactics in the housing case against myself. They bribed my solicitor not to attend, not to send me a bundle, and to submit views in my statements that were not my own. This way I would be unprepared and it would be me who is in for a surprise.

Unfortunately for them, they never fully learn whom they are dealing with. I don’t have a specific tactic, I break down the opponent through any means possible and in ways they least expect. I walked in completely unprepared, without a solicitor and facing a multitude of carefully prepared fake evidence that they amounted to two very large folders that had to be carried individually into the courtroom to be put before me.

Even though I had never seen any of these things before, I managed to prove that all their evidence were fake and I extracted many admissions while I was being questioned. Bearing in mind that I was not given a chance to give a speech or present my legal position, I used the disproportionate time they questioned me in (more than two days straight) wisely.

Their anger afterwards as the case collapsed was unbelievable, they even cancelled the children’s contact with me before even the judgement was pronounced. Taking their anger out on the children was a common theme. Before the judgement was pronounced, a dead crow was put in my living room with tags of children’s clothes around it and ash all over it. And a replica of the weapon that was prepared to kill me by the mentally-ill teenager was put in the playhouse in my garden. The judge threatened me with all sorts from behind a screen so that I don’t tell of the level of injustice I encountered.

After the judgement, the anger and death threats continued to the point where a Toyota Yaris was hired to crash into my previous car from the side. It was jumping lanes without indicator, I spotted him and dudged him just in time. Another damage limitation situation. And of course, like any criminal he ran off after committing his crime.

As for myself, I have never had a chance to celebrate any of my wins. I have been continuously dealing with complex problems on and off the court and my children continue to be held hostage. More importantly, the criminals who targeted me have not had any criminal accountability, and the perpetrators have not been even questioned.

The Social Workers’s Offences
According to the Police and at Least Two Judges

Having had the experience of dealing with social workers in various local authorities over many years, I can guarantee that I have never before encountered that level of incompetence, inexperience and criminality that I encountered with the social workers who were involved in the court case.

Here I detail the social workers’s offences according to the police and at least two judges:

Abducting a child without parental consent.

Causing an investigation on the basis of no grounds.

Creating a court case without grounds, and manufacturing grounds based on what they not the children said.

Using the children as a boon. This became evident from the very beginning when the younger children’s contact with the mentally-ill teenager was cancelled everytime I refused an attempt to be blackmailed.

Bribing and attempting to bribe all legal parties out of public funds to change their legal position.

Leaking false information to the public during the case, causing me further problems when I was out in public.

Graffitying their false allegations allover the alleyway of their building, which I had to walk the children through everytime they had contact.

Using the CD code to target me with my trauma.

Using fraudulent information while I was not present in court due to the children’s illness to extract a quick order for their removal.

Mishandling the children to the point of leading to the resignation of their manager.

Being without any experience, they continued to operate without any management while dealing with childred with very complex needs.

Lying under oath.

Being untransparent in court.

Admitting serious mistakes.

Admitting fraud.

Admitting not following protocol which they usually use with other parents.

Admitting making decisions about me without knowing me or even meeting me.

Resorting to illegal contracts.

Pretending that the perpetrators don’t exist, or that there is no body by these names. The perpetrators were not questioned.

Pretending that they don’t know about the mother’s record of domestic abuse and violence in various local authorities.

Pretending that they don’t know about the mother’s classs A drug addiction, which is on record in various local authorities.

Brushing it under the carpet when it was brought to their attention with evidence.

Putting the children under surveillance in a torturous way that affected their sleep, demeanour and presentation.

Consistently submitting false and fraudulent personal information about myself, including nationality and date of birth. Even after the information was corrected by a judge, they continued to submit the same false information.

Attempting to bankrupt me by submitting fraudulent information to other government organisations. An investigation found that this was deliberate.

Volunteering fraudulent information to other court cases which did not involve them. These were other court cases I was targeted by at the same time.

Unjustified cruelty towards children.

Taking out their anger on the children when they failed to incriminate me. The children told the truth and they punished them for it by not giving them access to myself.

Public Family law needs to change in order to put these criminals behind bars. The practice of targeting the victim in order to silence them needs to be met with severe criminal consequences.

The Princes in the Tower

Richard III was not a rightful heir to the throne, but he wanted to usurp the throne and call himself king. Those familiar with the wars of the roses know the story.

Richard III kidnapped two young boys, two princes and imprisoned them in the tower of London. He then quietly ordered somebody to kill them. They were never found after that. Richard died in battle a usurper to the throne. And he was buried on the spot without royal status.

My two boys (twins) have been taken hostage against their will by the social workers after extracting an order based on fraudulent evidence while I was not present in court to defend myself as the children were ill and off school that day.

Their communication with myself was diluted to a very uncomfortable contact. Then they tried to cut them off from any communication with myself for no reason but the fact that they were given a say over the children as all types of public family law cases end. The social workers and the mother took their anger out on the children when their plan to incriminate me failed and held them prisoners without any access to myself.

My two boys have never done anything wrong. Their only mistake in the eyes of the social workers and their mother is the fact that they spoke the truth. They called their brother a lier and provided testaments that told of a very happy life with myself. Now they are being punished for being honest and telling the truth.

This is what is going on in a democracy under the law of thieves. Innocent children held hostage for no reason but speaking the truth and because the person who got them wanted to go after their parent and failed. They are not wanted where they are and have never been. These are children who were rejected over and over again by their mother and their maternal grandparents. They failed to get me, now they don’t know what to do.

A Mentally Retarded Drug Addict

‘Something is wrong with this woman, I’m not making a judgement about a bloody cat.’

‘I don’t think therapy will be of any use in the foreseeable future.’

The person who extracted such quotes from the judges that they are still remembered two years later has been classed as ‘mentally retarded’ or ‘mentally vulnerable’ by agreement of all professionals involved legally in the case. Not one person disagreed on any basis.

This was a person who had had a history of alcoholism and drug abuse since childhood, and the suggestion was that the cause of this mental deficiency was due to a life-time of alcoholism and addiction.

This was also believed to be the cause for hair and skin problems. As for the eye problems, this was a deformity from birth.

On top of that, there is a history of many other problems and offences. For example being on social services records for domestic abuse, and violence for over a decade.

Violence ranged from violence towards children to violence towards the elderly. The children were unwanted and rejected repeatedly over the years.

All my gold and silver items were also stolen and sold for drugs. Drug addiction ranged over all types of drugs, including Class A. These were very expensive drugs to be addicted to. And on top of her debts, which I initially paid out of goodwill, she also stole my gold and silver items. Unfortunately paying her debts was of no use, as she eventually became bankrupt.

Initially her legal position was that the children should not be removed from my care because this would be ‘very traumatising’ for them, having been raised by myself since they were babies. Her position was also that the mentally-ill teenager was lying and he has a habit of lying, referring to her parents as also thinking that he was lying.

But through bribe from the local authority, that person agreed to change legal position and align her legal position and her parents’ with the local authority’s.

That drastic change in legal position was also accompanied by the addition of many false narratives to do with myself and my parents. They had all agreed by that point to target me with my trauma through the CD code. She could not lie to my face. She asked for a screen, then chose my father particularly whom she never met or known anything about and hurled all sorts of stupid comments about him, knowing his role in punishing the perpetrator when I was a child.

Somehow all of that was fine by a judge who openly referred to himself as looking ’45’ (aligning himself with the falsely assumed age of the mother), and who did not give me the opportunity to talk, give a speech, present my legal position or at least defend my parents from all these lies.

But even a corrupt judge’s patience ran out after a parrage of false narratives that don’t add up and full of contradictictions, significantly undermining her credibility. I had by that point also been questioned ‘disproportionately’ for more than two days straight and in vain.

Exorcism

Or How I Won the Housing Case

It was one of many court cases, but one is too many. This one had been ongoing for a year and a half. This was the final hearing for it.

I was sent a barrister I had never seen before. I will refer to him here as Patchman. He had only a tuft of hair at the front of his head, which was thinning and that was it. A very peculiar look.

Patchman sat next to me and said, ‘I have been going through your bundle last night. They have all the evidence. Things look really bad.’

We were still outside the courtroom, we had not been called in yet. I explained that it was all fake and I opened my copy of the bundle to show him some of my notes.

‘I think I’m gonna cry.’ He said. ‘Do you have a faith? I’m faithless.’

I was wearing an almighty crucifix. The question sounded very stupid. They had a solicitor, one of many ‘Mo’ that I was dealing with. A level of desperation to impose a false religion on myself.

The barrister went on ashamed of himself, after seeing the crucifix. ‘I think we should settle and pay. They will give you two weeks. This is the reasonable and most sensible thing to do. They have all the evidence.’

He meant this is the cowardly thing to do. I refused. ‘No. I’m gonna take on that Mo.’ It was all fake.

I had made a point when preparing my notes not to include everything, particularly technical information. I had noticed that I was being put at a disadvantage every time. They see what I’m doing and prepare accordingly. At one point, a ‘dishonest’ judge was echoing the conversation I had had with the barrister in a private room. Where is the justice in that?

Mo was a pathetic little boy who seemed to think that he could with all his fake evidence win the case. I took him on.

Before we started my solicitor had a lame argument about deposits which she wanted to use. It is not an argument that I supported and both I and the judge did not see any merit in the argument to waste court time with. Mo agreed. Then I took him on.

The bundle for a case that had gone on for such a long time was big. And we had to go through much of it naturally, but there were three points of contention. Everything in all court cases was being done in threes in such a farcical thriller way, being treated as Michael Jackson’s only living daughter.

The three points of contention were a fake person that did not exist called Mrs Bad. A video that was made of what supposed to be a notice being delivered to a child. And a royal mail receipt of a first class delivery of what was supposed to be a notice.

I broke him down, one point at a time. My argument was based on the factual basis that there had never been a notice in the first place. I quickly proved my point by showing a brief comparison between the folder before the case and after the case. Before the case the folder did not include a notice but was claiming that there was one. After the case began the folder magically included a notice. So that clearly showed that this was not true and that the added notice was only produced in hindsight and included in the folder after they realised their mistake when the case began.

Then we moved to the even if there was a notice hypothesis which I broke down using their three pieces of evidence, the contention points as I called them:

There was no body called Mrs Bad. There were no other adults at the property. Mrs Bad signed a funny-looking signature under her name confirming what was supposed to be receipt of what was delivered. I showed and proved that the signature was also not mine. I confirmed that I could never also have been at the property at that time due to school pickup and drop off times.

By that we agreed that there was no such person called Mrs Bad and that this was a fake piece of evidence.

The second contention point was a video of the delivery of what was supposed to be a notice being delivered to a child. The child was not showing in the video, only its small feet as it opened the door. I asked, ‘Why didn’t she ask for the parent? Do you deliver notices to children? Is this your protocol, if this was really a notice?’ I also explained that this child was no longer with us. Then I showed other types of things that had been delivered by that person and we reached the conclusion that this could have been any of them. That person was in the courtroom and could not have an argument in regards to ‘why she did not ask for the parent, if she was handing a notice.’ Mo could not help her either and only repeated the same sentences in a boring and pathetic way.

The third point of contention was the killing point. He was holding a first class receipt with an argument that the notice was delivered on such and such date (the next day). His argument at that point was that it was delivered on that day. I told him, ‘the receipt that you are holding is proof that it was not delivered that day, if there was a notice at all.’ He looked baffled and didn’t understand.

I went on. ‘The receipt is showing that it was sent very late in the afternoon. That means that if you were expecting this to be delivered next day, that would be the next day of the tomorrow of that day. Not next day of that day.’

He tried to argue it. But before he started his clumsy talk, I added ‘But do you know that the royal mail rules have changed? First class now takes two to three days.’

His face froze. His repetitive speech ran out in a way that made the judge laugh.

I went on, ‘The receipt you have is only proof that if there was a notice at all which there wasn’t, it was never delivered that day.’ Now his evidence was only evidence of his incompetence and further proof of fake evidence.

He tried to talk again, ‘Are you trying to tell me that three ways of delivering the notice have failed?’

‘No, I am not trying to tell you anything. I am telling you that the fake scenario you’re trying to create does not add up.’

It was called off.

The judge went in for a bit, then we were called in. He looked to the room. ‘Dr Bastawy is not lying.’ Then turned to me, ‘I will grant you maximum time.’

My solicitor was fired from the law firm after that, for obvious reasons.

A Law for Thieves But No Law For Us

One of the main problems that we have in the justice system is what I call laws that are made for thieves. These are laws that can only be won partially, and winning them is only a matter of damage limitations.

Coordinated with the death threats over the years, I was also targeted with these types of laws that are made for thieves: Housing Law and Public Family Law.

Under Housing Law, even if the judge is convinced that there has been no notice, he will still grant the property to the opponent under the premise that they would do it again. It is a matter of how much time they grant the defendant.

This concept under Housing Law is flawed, and based on the presumption that the owner of the property’s objective is reclaim the property. In my situation, the objective was to force me to buy it for three times its market value. It was a small property, two and a half rooms which no body wanted to buy after being on the market for many months. So at least that is an example of a situation where the presumption under Housing Law is wrong and allows for the exploitation of tenants by greedy owners who wish to sell their proprty.

Housing Law does not compensate the tenant/defendant for any repairs or renovations made either in a clearly exploitative case. The judge also has ‘no power’ to protect the tenant from threats or death threats which was brought to their attention.

Another law for thieves is Public Family Law. Under Public Family Law social services end up having a say over the children. It is only a matter of whether they can incriminate the parent in the process or not. The law is made for social workers and shelters them from incrimination even when they are proven guilty by admission, by evidence, and by proof of fraud. In my case, admissions made before a judge were not even mentioned in the judgement. Evidence of fraud, lack of impartiality and targeting of a law abiding citizen were completely overlooked.

The two types of law which were carefully selected to target me along with death threats in order to silence me, were carefully chosen as laws for thieves. Winning these cases for me was only damage limitations, I have moved to a new bigger property now, but my children continue to be held hostage by proven criminals who should be banned from having anything to do with children. Public Family Law needs to change in order to put these criminals where they belong: behind bars.

My book suggests in a simple bullet point format some of the improvements needed:

Recommendations for Improvements in Housing Law and Public Family Law.

Fear of Exposure

‘I’m not scared.’ Were the judges words while looking at the floor.

But what was he so scared of to not look me in the eye and say it.

I am not a scary monster. And definitely it was not him but me who was being legally bullied for years by a multitude of court cases that aimed to silence me and destroy my life.

By that point, the judge had failed for the third time to use his position as a sitting judge to force me to do a number of things:

• He tried to force me to accept a false identity.
• He tried to incriminate me.
• He had allowed for questioning me ‘disproportionately’ (it went on for more than two days straight).
• He had denied me my right to reading legal documents in advance.
• He had denied me my right to revise my compromised statements.
• He had denied me my right to a solicitor.
• He had denied me my right to present my legal position.
• He had denied me my right to give a speech.
• He had requested my personal violation by the court’s guard.
• He went ahead with the hearing after it had become apparent that all my statements were compromised.
• It had turned out that he was not fully qualified to judge a case like this on his own.
• He had liberally expressed ‘taking liberties’ with the court time to get as much money.
• He refused to read important evidence requested by other judges on the case.
• He refused to read a letter from the police.
• He didn’t know who was attending or who was doing what to the point of referring to people that were not even present (such as a school teacher whom he himself dismissed).
• He refused to read a full psychological assessment of a mentally-ill tennager that was produced during the case.
• He refused to read testaments of the younger children that was produced during the case.
• He assumed the age ’45’, when it turned out that the mother was pretending to be that age (which she is not). Clearly indicating taking the side of a legal party.
• He echoed private conversations I had with a legal personnel in a private room. (clearly he was listening in and this was not a private room)

So now that he had failed to force me to agree to false information and failed to incriminate me, he had to be scared. There is so much wrong and there is so much that undermines him and his judgement.

To make sure I don’t tell of all of this he tried to intimidate me into silence. The intimidation was also coordinated with death threats I was getting. A dead bird was placed in my living room in perfect timing before pronouncing the judgement.

The judge was too scared to intimidate me to my face in court. He chose to pronounce the judgement weeks later, and from behind a screen. He didn’t want me to tell anyone of all of these shortcomings which naturally would deem both the judge and the judgement invalid. He claimed that he can affect my life at any point in the future and many other hollow threats. He also plastered the judgement with the magic word ‘dishonest’ which prevents right of appeal, even from other judges. All of that to silence me.

Obviously, he has no authority over my life or the personal choices that I make. And I have every right to expose corruption in the justice system as well continue to campaign for changing public family law in order to hold criminals to account. The targeting of law abiding citizens by governement organisations should have criminal consequeces. No body should be able to shelter behind their governmental post to avoid accountability for the common practice of targeting victims with their own trauma.

A Disowned Child

I managed to protect all the children from exposure to court environment, including the disowned child who was used from the beginning to cause me all these problems.

I had a list of charges to put against him including:

• Theft of Personal Belongins
• Attempting to Sell drugs at a school
• Defamation after he got caught
• Attempted murder
• Premeditating murder
• Preparation and possession of a weapon

But I refused. I was also pressed to allow them to summon him to court for questioning. That too I also refused. It is not a child-friendly environment. He was already damaged enough psychologicaly by his mother and that was definitely going to be another trauma on top of everything else.

The situation could have been very different had they let him apologise and come home like what happened before. But by abducting him in this way, they only ruined his life. Then they went on to destroy mine and the other children’s.

While blackmailing me with the housing situation in order to change my legal position, the social workers volunteered false information in the housing case which did not involve them. The intention from that was that I lose it and find myself forced to change my legal position. Obviously that did not happen, and I managed to use my parental authority against their will to prevent further trauma and damage to the children ontop of the damage that they already caused.

They had failed to incriminate me in the end, but took out their anger for failing to do so at the children. The children are kidnapped and their access to myself is withheld, being treated like hostages.

Public family law needs to change to allow for persecuting the social workers for their crimes, and to put the children and their main parent above governmental criminals.

Public Money in the Ground

There has been a lot of talk on the budget, and the excruciating amount of taxes being raised. But all they have to do is cut the funding from corrupt government organisations, not raise taxes.

Social services (also referred to as the local authority) has access to unbelievable amounts of public money, as well as to borrowable money backed by public money. All these funds are wasted through unnecessary court cases that take years only to still prove that they were unnecessary and without grounds.

Speaking through experience, I was blackmailed by the local authority (also called social services) to agree to their abduction of a child. Agreeing to that meant signing documents which they intentionally withheld from me and asked me to sign without reading. The documents were supposed to be about giving up parental authority by permission or else they would raise a court case against me to attempt to incriminate me. It was like I was dealing with Hu: ‘just surrender… We’re taking over.’

Bearing in mind that the police had completed an investigation and found that there was no grounds for anything, and it also found that they were acting illegally by abducting a child without consent, I refused to agree. ‘How would you feel about a court case?’ They said. I still refused. They went on to file a court case, obviously ungrounded, and to do so they made up all sorts of allegations that they themselves said not the children.

Social workers act under what is called Public Family Law. Public Family Law is centred around social workers. It does not incriminate them even when the police finds that they were acting illegally. It does not hold them to account for fraud or for targeting the parent for no apparent reason. Practically under Public Family Law social workers have the say over the children, regardless of what the children or the parents say.

Most cases take about a year and they end with giving social services the say over the children in question. It is only a matter of whether they can incriminate the parent with anything in the process or not. Obviously, in my case it was all fraud and they failed. But these cases are completely out of tax payers’ pockets, and they take years and cost hundreds of thousands of pounds each. Even the inappropriate accomodation that they use to house the children after they kidnapped them (for no reason) are also paid for through public money.

Don’t forget the bribes. To get what they want, they attempt bribes. Also out of public money. In my experience, they tried to make me change my legal position by offering to put me on an emergency housing priority if I changed my legal position. For other parties, they were offered other bribes out of public money in order to change their legal position, in the form of conditional private psychotherapy for example.

Half way through the case, through bribes out of public funds, all legal parties except myself had changed their legal position. That included even my solicitor who started acting against me, submitting views that don’t represent me, did not send me any documents before the final hearing, and decided to not even turn up.

I was the only one whose legal position had remained consistent, the same and without budging an inch.

Instead of using our taxes to target our law abiding citizens, cut the funding from these corrupt organisations. Their job is to support victims not target them with their trauma and kidnap their children.

What they didn’t realise is that Hu dies at the end of the story. He dies weak, old, addicted to heroin, unable to protect himself let alone others, with poor eyesight, and poor memory. Young wolverina however who was not affected by Hu’s problems, manages to survive unscathed and eventually saves the children.

Public Family Law needs to change drastically in order to hold corrupt social workers to account and so that they face the criminal consequences for their actions.

To Lose the Will to Live

‘Even if you complain nothing will happen.’ Their reviewer said to me. There is no independent body that can address problems with their conduct. There is nothing like the social services ombudsman for example. It is an oragnisation that lacks any external checks, and the social workers were left to their own means for months on end even after their manager resigned over their mishandling of the children.

It was said to me once, their aim is to make you ‘lose the will to live’. Suicide is very common amongst survivors of sexual asssault and rape victims. The process puts the survivor in a looping cycle that makes them relive their trauma over and over again. In many ways, it makes sure that the survivor does not move on. And these people are very sadistic with it. It’s almost like they don’t have much to do in life. They take pleasure in filling pages and pages of these details using the CD code to put the survivor through that trauma from every angle possible. The level of sadism is very excruciating.

By making the survivor lose the will to live, they make sure the problem is buried and gone forever. There will be no accountability. There will be no criminal consequence. There will be no other court case to follow. And all the judge has to do to prevent another court case is use the magic word, ‘dishonest’. Even if he is really referring to himself not the defendant. The law allows the same judge to prevent right of appeal at any point in the future, even through another judge. The magic word does it all. Even when the evidence is damning of him. Even when there are admissions that happened in front of him that legally undermine his judgement. Even if he is still a half-judge and not fully qualified. He only needs to add the magic word somewhere. The magic word is enough to throw the future of children away and to destroy a whole family’s life. It is also enough to prevent another case from undermining the judgment of an unqualified judge, and allowing him to ‘get as much money’ as he said, and complete his qualification.

Public family law is not made for the family, it is not made for the children whose future is ruined and whose childhood is thrown to pieces. Public family law is made for the social workers. Damning admissions and evidence of fraud and lying in court still do not lead to incrimination. As for the judge, it is all about stretching the hearing for as long as posssible to ‘get as much money.’

Thankfully not all judges are corrupt and there are judgements by other judges on the same case that disagree and undermine his judgement as well as what the social workers intended to do at the time. Not only is the evidence damning against the judge and the two social workers but also the judgement of other judges on the very same case. And his last resort after he failed to make me accept a false identity was to threaten me with controlling my life, affecting my profession and also threaten me with referring the case to the attorney general. Well, I am 100% sure that judge and the two social workers would have been jailed had this case been referred to the attorney general. Not only is the evidence damning against them, but neither myself nor my children were granted any of the natural rights that get granted to foreign criminals. Let alone law abiding citizens. The judge refused to even read important evidence, some of it was produced through the request of other judges on the same case.

Despite being tortured and tormented sadistically by my trauma in order to lose the will to live, I am not suicidal and I have never been. They thought they could intimidate me into silence, I made it my objective to make a change in order to stop this evil practice of targeting the victims by social workers.

Please read my previous articles, including ‘Dishonesty of a Half Judge’. All available for free here as well as through Articles of Discontent page on www.HBastawy.com

Threats, Death Threats and Intimidations

Shortly after the grooming gang problem, I started developing other problems affecting everything in my life. The idea was to be silenced, and to not tell of what happened. Even the judge to stop me from saying anything about what happened behind the closed doors of the court room threatened me with the attorney general. He threatened that he can prevent me from working in education (obviously he knew I was not a student and had over two decades of experience as a lecturer). He threatened that he can affect any aspect of my life at any point in the future. It was as if my life was leased to him. And of course he made sure that I don’t have right of appeal afterwards amongst all my other natural rights that I was not provided.

It was not by human error, that a dead bird was placed in my living room before the judgement with tags of children’s clothes around it and ash all over it. And the death threats continued in the positioning of a replica of the weapon that was prepared to kill me by a mentally-ill teenager in the playhouse in my garden, also before the judgement.

But the death threats in the form of dead animals started way back. When all the problems started unravelling. It was a style clearly favoured by the same person. The housing case had just begun. I started getting threats that we could be broken into anytime. And every weekened when I went to pick the children up from their grandparents I would come back to find a dead animal placed somewhere around the property. The first time this happened, I found a dead squirrel floating in the swimming pool. I had just got back from a long drive, and managed to deal with it before the children got traumatised.

Another weekend, I found dead pigeons on the drive way when I came back, and so on. Even after moving, the motif of dead animals followed me. This time they were being placed inside the property and in perfect timing before the judgement. By that point the children had been kidnapped. The social services manager resigned over the mishandling of the children by her staff. There is nothing the police could do because social workers are sheltered from criminal accountability by public Family Law.

The plight of children continue to be a sensitive subject for politicians to mention or raise and everyone seems to be turning a blind eye to intentional targeting of a law abiding citizen under the public eye and the kidnapping of their children through a type of law that does not hold social workers accountable for their crimes, even when they admit them, even when the evidence is damning of them, and even when the police is against them.

To silence me, the social workers attempted to smear me with false allegations that they (not the children) made up using my childhood trauma and the CD code. At contact time, I had to walk the children through an alley-way of their building with all sorts of offensive graffitti of the false things that they said all over it. They also leaked fake photoshopped pictures of myself to the public during the case.

Public Family Law continues to shelter social workers from any criminal accountability, even after they were found to be lying in court, even after admissions of serious mistakes in front of a judge, and even after they were found to have provided fraudulent information to court.

The violation of my person afffected everything in my life. To the point of having to expose my clothed skin to the security guard of the court. They got a female one to do it when they realised my nature.

After all of this, the perpetrators were not even questioned. Targeting the victim and destroying their lives was the easier option for these people.

The Perpetrator’s Code of Conduct

The most alarming finding of the grooming gang report is not the fact that social services and the police target the victims to avoid dealing with the perpetrators. The most alarming finding of the grooming gang report is that behaviour that is common amongst grooming gangs (peadophiles) is commonly used by government organisations who are supposed to tackle the problem and support victims.

This type of conduct is very apparent in a subliminal language, a linguistic code, a jargon commong amongst these organisations. The code of the grooming gang is when referring to their victim whether in writter or verbal language, they would refer to them as an adult. That adult could be anyone that could be used as a way of referring to them. Usually that adult tends to be their parent. Referring to the child as the adult and the adult as a child depending on the situation is a practice that avoids suspiscion and detection. Grooming gangs developed that code. And unfortunately government organisations adopted it in their targeting of victims to avoid facing the perpetrators who tended to be of Pakistani moslim enithicity.

The person who introduced this disgusting concept in my life is commonly referred to by his acronym as CD. And he tried to refer to myself through any of my children, to a point where that affected important things in my life. This paedophile-like behaviour has unfortunately gone without criminal consequence. But thanks to CD we now have a name for this type of conduct and code used by peadophiles and grooming gangs in order to avoid suspiscion and detection.

I have encountered the CD problem with social workers and court officials, as well as the police (but not as badly). Both social workers used the CD code to refer to myself to the point of using my childhood trauma via the CD code to target me. There are many examples that prove that in their legal statements and other legal documents were the CD code is commonly used to avoid detection. But I have found a very good method of demonstrating and detecting the CD code to the public, as well as holding the perpetrators accountable for this peadophile-like behaviour when the time comes. I will use a legal judgement here as an example of demonstrating the CD code and how it can be detected and caught.

After dealing with myself for many days, and referring to myself as a James Bond figure, for a very obvious reason the judge decided to publish a legal judgement where all my children’s names are changed to James, Jordan and the like. Then he went on to talk about me through my children. An easy way to detect the CD code here is not only the choice of names, but the fact that he had never met or spoken to any of them. He did not even read the testaments of the younger children, he did not read important other evidence such as the full psychological assessment of a mentally ill teenager, a psychological assessment that was produced under the legal process and during the case. Then he started talking about me through my children whom he’s never seen, spoken to, or read important evidence about. ‘James is very vocal and the most outspoken of his brothers…’

That’s just one example of how the CD code can be detected and caught and referred for criminal consequences. Peadophile-like behaviour and behaviour akin to grooming gangs should never be tolerated in our courts or local authorities or the police. Those who can be easily demonstrated to be guilty of it should be banned from dealing with children and families ever again, let alone make decisions about their future.

To avoid catching the perpetrators, they decided to target the victim and in the process adopted the perpetrators’ behaviour and code of conduct. We need to clean our public funded organisations from this plight.

Nu and the Mos

‘I give you one last chance. Accept.’ The judge stuttered.

He had already tried twice and failed. ‘No. I don’t accept.’ I said.

I refused to accept the false identity that was being forced upon me. He wanted me to accept to be ‘Mo’ or like Mo or something of the like. Does this sound familiar?

‘Say that you’re moslim like us and we’ll let you go. Just say it.’ The grooming gang said when they surrounded me. It was the same desperation to impose a false identity upon myself. The judge’s English was much better however.

The attacker is trying to make one become them. It was not enough the physical, sexual and violent attack but in order for the attacker to reach satisfaction he has to feel that the victim has become like him, has taken his identity. By doing that the victim is no longer a victim and the criminal becomes acquitted from the crime. The ravishing becomes only complete after a full emaciation of the victim’s identity.

‘Why fight Mr Anderson?

Because I choose to.’

Nu is not only fighting being attacked but he is also fighting the attacker’s attempt to invade him and making him become him.

Any rejection of a false identity is dealt with as any kind of invertion of the situation. After suffering the attack, the victim becomes also subject to becoming like the attacker in another way: potential islamophobia, violent tendency, confrontational, provokative … etc. A villified person in whatever way that can be made possible.

The desperation to impose a false identity upon myself in the process of targeting me for years reached very extreme levels. After they kidnapped the children, they got a ‘Mo’ to do the temporary contact. When the social services manager resigned over the way the children were mishandled by her staff. They got a ‘Mo’ for a new manager, when they wanted to demolish my home they got a ‘Mo’ to solicit a legal case, and so on.

‘Mo, Mo, Mo.’ So many Mos. Nu was having to fight many people who were ultimately clones of the same person. In my situation, they were all called ‘Mo….’ But Mo after destroying my life was still not satisfied, or not satisfied enough. I had kept my faith and my patriotic love of my country. Mo wanted to emaciate my identity. ‘I give you one last chance. Accept.’ When I refused, he muttered ‘I’m not scared.’ With eyes to the floor and a head heavy with the weight of a third and final failed attempt.

Is it so difficult to be one’s self in One’s own country?

My life has been destroyed and my children kidnapped, but the attacker is still looking for satisfaction.

Publicly Funded Grooming Gangs

There has been a lot of procrastinations, delays and suspiscions to the ongoing grooming gang enquiry. And still nobody seems to know how to get it going properly yet.

When I was surrounded by a group of ‘moslim’ lads in town who did not speak very good English, only one thing was clear to me: their religion. They had planned it with eachother and after one of them approached me, they started to appear at the same time from various parts of the street. Suddenly, I was surrounded by them. ‘If you say that you’re Moslim like us, we’ll let you go. Just say it.’

Obviously neither was I moslim, nor was I like them. Like cowards, they eventually were scared to have a fight when they found me confrontational and that they would not have their way with me.’ Only their religion was their obvious identity. They were moslim. They were a gang. And they had premeditated approaching somebody on the street in this particular way. And that’s what they did with me.

Being honest about what happened to me, has only led to a series of court cases affecting everything in my life: my home, my reputation, my financial situation, my previous car, my professions, my social media, and of course my children who continue to be held hostage to this day.

Being targeted this way by a combination of government organisations in the form of the local authority (social services) and privately-funded individuals such as the previous owner of my previous home, and others who saw nothing wrong in villifying me and attacking me with my own trauma, including a childhood trauma. All these individuals and goverment organisation were motivated by one thing: avoiding any potential problems with perpetrators who are moslim in order to avoid problems with the excuse moslim perpetrators often use: islamophobia.

Targeting the victim has been a practice used for many years by both the police and social services, according to the grooming gang report published independently this year (2025). By targeting the victim, many objectives are automatically achieved. First, the perpetrators are not questioned, meaning less workload. Second, no potential problems with moslim perpetrators meaning no potential issues with Islamophobia. Third, the victim is silenced being overwhelmed with the destruction of their life. Fourth, these individuals make themselves look like thye have done somthing good after targeting a victim that they themselves had villified. Fifth, many easy court cases under a type of law that shelters social workers from incrimination even when they are found guilty.

Being against discrimination, does not mean letting any particular group of people get away with crime simply because of what religion they are. This twisted mindset is immoral, criminal and discriminatory against the victim who in many of these cases tends to be white, young and female.

Many years since what happened, my life has been destroyed. My children have been kidnapped. My legal rights in court cases withheld. My home demolished. My financial situation dire, and I barely escaped bankruptcy. While the perpetrators whether in the moslim gang, or the individuals and organsisations that targeted me have not faced real justice, or accountability for their crimes, and their misuse of public money in their quest of targeting myself.

Dishonesty of a Half Judge

I have been through many court cases and so many hearings under various types of law. I have never encountered such dishonesty by a man who is not fully a judge yet in my life.

Before elaborating further: I completed a trial and a week-long final hearing: without right to view documents in advance, without right to present my legal position, without right to give a speech, and without access to a solicitor and without having my final statement submitted. The trial also went ahead despite concluding that my solicitor (who was not attending and did not send me documents before the hearing) had been acting against me and putting forward views in statements that were supposed to be mine.

All of that because a ‘dishonest’ judge had decided that all these rights were not important when it comes to myself. He also went on after the case had collapsed, due to findings of fraud and false information by the social workers, not to provide me with right of appeal for the children. All these rights, somehow, were not important for myself or my children.

The trial had no jury, and the judge had no shame to say that he was going to ‘stretch it for as many days as possible to get as much money…’. Under that type of law the judge is judge and jury. Nowadays they want to get rid of jury altogether. Had this room been ful of jury that judge would never have said or done anything like that. Perhaps I would have been granted my natural rights too.

The judge’s ‘dishonesty’, using his own words, is apparent in the fact that various admissions and finidngs about the social workers were not recorded in his judgement. That type of law, does not hold social workers accountable for their crimes even when they admit them, even when there is sufficient evidence against them, And even when the police finds that they were acting illegally. So perhaps the judge did not see a point in mentioning any of their admissions or recording them in the first place. Giving him the benefit of doubt.

But what is damning of him is the fact that he saw it fit to go on with the hearing and the trial despite establishing the fact that all my statements were compromised by the fact that my solicitor was acting against myself and not even present. What is damning of him is the fact that I was not given right to present my legal position. What is damning of him is that I was not given a platform to give a speech as I was told. What is damning of him is that I was left without legal representation after the trial. What is damning of him is the fact that he did not provide me with right of appeal after the hearing. What is damning of him is the fact that other judges on the same case had taken a completely opposite position to his in other hearings and against the social workers. What is damning of him is a very careless and inaccuratre judgment that can be proven to be about a student social worker from a long time ago, not myself.

What is damning of him is how he refused to read important evidence. He dismissed a letter from the police, saying ‘it’s up to me not the police’. He did not read a full psychological assessment about a mentally-ill child. And he dismissed testaments of the younger children.

As it turned out when he realised that my solicitor’s position was compromised and that she was not attending, he was still a practicing solicitor himself and not fully a judge yet. He kindly made sure his non-attending colleague gets paid while not attending on top of and/or her bribe not to attend.

What is even most damning of him is how he delayed pronouncing the judgement by weeks after the hearing, in order to get as much money, and how he threatened me with the attorney general so that I don’t expose this level of corruption and injustice afterwards.

I am 100% sure that the attorney general would have made sure that the ‘dishonest’ judge and the two social workers would have faced real justice for their crimes.

Death of a Human Error

For the first time ever, we’re having mass migration of Britons out of the UK. A quarter million this year and counting.

Things are so bad, that there are AI videos mocking the whole ordeal by showing a mirroring of the illegal migrants on small boats to the UK in Britons’ migrating in the same fashion to the EU and France.

Speaking of my experience as a microcosmic example of daily life in the UK, I happen to encounter a lot of confusions, anger, disappointment, disillusionment and dispair. As a native inhabitant and a historian, I view this as a cultural catastrophe.

A government that was elected to fix the economy after Liz Truss has now proven to be much worse. Everything is much worse under the current Labour government. I am a person who survived a financial crisis, as well as had it bad during the conservative years. Bad to the point of not having a bed or a winter coat that would fit me for years. Things are a lot worse now. Much worse, that a couple of months ago I said that I was in the worst financial situation I’ve ever been in in mylife. Things continue to disintegrate, and to fall apart. I am even at a worse point now than what I previously referred to as the worst financial situation I’ve ever been in.

In regards to Liberty, we have laws that are designed to force the individual to obey the state. These laws are called Public Family Law. Under Public Family Law almost all cases lead to the state/government in the form of social services, also referred to as local authority having the say over one’s children. Even when social services (local authority) are found guilty by admissions of serious mistakes and/or mistreatment of children, they still get the say over the children. Public Family Law which is designed to incriminate the parent does not hold the local authorty accountable for the same crimes that the parent is tried for, even when the local authority is found to be guilty by admission of these very same crimes or at least some of them.

Public Family Law can be used to target a law abiding citizen to destroy their life and kidnap their children by people who are not held accountable by the same very law even when the evidence is damning of them and a judge does not agree with what they want to do.

Public Family law is based on one concept: making the citizen subservient to the state/government at all costs. An illegal contract is drafted to take away any liberties the parent may have and put them under constant surveillance, a method ususally referred to in intelligence as a covert type of torture. Its impact on children very quickly becomes apparent and within months their sleep and demeanor is affected. Any protestation by the parent, leads to blackmailing followed by desperate attempts of incrimination. Even when the police finds the local authority’s actions illegal and groundless. Public Family Law offers the social workers legal coverage in hindsight for any illegal action taken.

The social workers can intervene with all aspects of a law abiding citizen’s life, volunteer false information in legal cases that don’t involve them, and attempt to bankrupt one with false and fraudulent information to other government organisations without fear of accountability or real justice for their criminal actions. Public Family Law does not hold them accountable even when they are guilty with evidence and by admission. When another government organisation discovers through an investigation that the social workers had intentionally provided false information that could potentionally bankrupt one, this can be simply covered up using the word ‘human error’.

Could it be human error also that led to a desperate attempt to criminalise one with ‘any’ type of crime when they discovered that this parent is not one who could be told what to do? Could it be human error also that was responsible for deliberate fraud against myself? Could it be human error that placed a replica of the weapon that was prepared to kill me in the playhouse in my garden? Could it be human error that put a dead bird with tags for children’s clothes and ash all over it in my living room before the judgement? Could it be human error that provided false personal information to court about myself more than four times even after it was corrected? Could it be human error ‘photoshopping’ pictures? Could it be human error legally abducting children? Could it be human error that caused anger after failing to incriminate me to the point of taking that anger out at the children by preventing them from having access to myself? Could it be human error offering bribes out of public money to force legal parties to change their legal position? Could it be human error blackmailing me with my children and the housing situation in order to change my legal position?

If it is a human error doing all these things, that human error deserves to be jailed for life, for traumatising children for no reason, and destroying people’s lives.

Targeted By My Trauma

I was a star at a very young age. Drama and music were things I took to naturally along with my sports.

During a time before an event, I was preparing for a school festival with my music teacher. Suddenly I found myself cornered and my clothes being ripped… it is very difficult for me to continue after that. But I managed to protect myself eventually.

My father found out later that day. It was devastating for my family. My father took my ripped clothes and they were examined forensically. Along with another teacher’s testament this was enough evidence to doom that teacher forever.

This is the experience Florence made the insensitive song about, referring to myself as ‘English girl’.

Anyway, I stopped playing music for a long time after that, and my parents were affected badly by what happened.

It is very immoral that such an experience was used against myself by the social workers who targeted me instead of supported me, bearing in mind all the progress I had achieved with all children. This is by testatment of all medical professionals, and previous social workers.

My father was selected as the subject of choice for a mentally-retarded drug addict who never met him to hurl all sorts of stupid comments about him and to claim that I had a bad relationship with my father, which of course was far from the truth.

The social workers tried to use my experience against myself in a very immoral way. But that failed too. The disowned child never claimed anything of this nature against myself. He just mentioned harsh punishments and provocative clothing… The other children called him a lier and disagreed.

But the social workers with full malice and intent were trying to use this against myself. By admission, they had gone out of their way to do this. There has to be retribution. Traumatising children and targeting innocent parents instead of supporting them is criminal and should have a criminal consequence.

For information about their objectives and further details about what happened refer to the previous article.

Fraud with Intent

The false information about me were for the following objectives:

Reduce age gap, and make me older than I am by providing wrong dob.

Make me look like I’m a foreigner, by providing all sorts of false nationalities about me, at some point they went as far as wonder if I’m in ‘the country illegally’ – that was adopted in the new superman movie. Obviously I’m an Englishman as everyone knows.

Destroy my image and make me not good looking and bald, when legal documents prove that it is not myself who had a hair problem.

Smear my reputation, this way we become as bad as eachother. The truth as shown in the events is that I don’t have any problems and have always been there for those reliant on me and trusting me.

Put me in a dire financial situation by providing false information to the child benefit office. This way I looked like I cheated and was asked to payback hundreds of pounds. I launched an investigation that took five months and concluded that the wrong information was provided by the social workers and that they owed me hundreds of pounds not the other way around.

Another court case in regards to the financial situation included thousands of pounds, but was also found to be completely false.

Make me homeless by taking part in other court cases against me and providing false information there too. Has been proven false in another court order.

Holding the children hostage, by using false information. This has also been proven false in another court order.

While dealing with all of this coordinated targeting by the police went on. As I am writing this a siren is blowing off outside my house from a police car. Maybe if they support those who get attacked instead of targeting them, some victims would be alive today.

‘Even if you complain, nothing will happen’ They said to me.