Here I go again. Don't you hate it when you try to edit a post and your fingers walk along the keys like a drunk trying to place his key into an unlit hole? Click, click. What the...happened? Dang it. Poof, it all disappeared. I know, I should've saved the blinking thing. Oh, well.
So, what was I saying? Oh yah, I was saying that I can't find anything to write about. I was going on and on about Ms. Black and her wonderful way of snooping. She was hired to merely observe and supervise...
Who TF is Ms. Black? Well, she's an MSW, LSW in the wonderful Garden of the Gods town of Colorado Springs, Colorado. What was she supposed to observe and supervise? My wife's long fought for and finally awarded by the Court visitations with her girls, Lyssa and Anna. Instead, she decided to investigate the reasons for the situation. She claims to have been objective. Her claims appear to be false and one sided. She did great, knee slapping job of gathering information from the ex, his parents, his wife, and the crack pipe quack MA, who acts like a PhD, the honorable therapist, the extraordinary E.F. Bellville the Third. She failed to speak to speak and listen extensively to look into the side of the person who hired her, my wife. She failed to speak in depth with my wife's parents, me, or my wife's therapists.... Then she had the gall to send a letter to the Court claiming objectivity and expressing a professional oppinion that my wife should't see the her kids until some far in the future, unknown date. Dang.
Who TF is Ms. Black? Well, she's an MSW, LSW in the wonderful Garden of the Gods town of Colorado Springs, Colorado. What was she supposed to observe and supervise? My wife's long fought for and finally awarded by the Court visitations with her girls, Lyssa and Anna. Instead, she decided to investigate the reasons for the situation. She claims to have been objective. Her claims appear to be false and one sided. She did great, knee slapping job of gathering information from the ex, his parents, his wife, and the crack pipe quack MA, who acts like a PhD, the honorable therapist, the extraordinary E.F. Bellville the Third. She failed to speak to speak and listen extensively to look into the side of the person who hired her, my wife. She failed to speak in depth with my wife's parents, me, or my wife's therapists.... Then she had the gall to send a letter to the Court claiming objectivity and expressing a professional oppinion that my wife should't see the her kids until some far in the future, unknown date. Dang.
Ah, I could go on, but I won't. Well, maybe for a second. What gave her the right to do that which she wasn't hired for? So what if investigator is one of the functions she does and is used to doing? She wasn't hired to investigate. Why should I care? Well, my wife has been through nearly 4 years of psycholiogacal probes, social worker wonderings, lawyer longings, and other helpful hopegful hoops and found ready and eligible by the Court to finally see her kids. Can't Ms. Black trust the word of the Court, leave well enough alone,and do the job she was hired for? I guess not.
It looks as if my wife is done with her final in Psychology of Gender. She just tapped on my shoulder and handed me a Snickers. Time to go. Sorry about the rant. Thanks for listening.
