My favorite Amendment to the United States Constitution is the First.
Way back in December, like on the 21st, Tulsa District Court Judge Mark Barcus:
COURT ORDERS THAT DEFENDANT NOT TO USE PLAINTIFF OR CHILDREN’S NAMES ON ANY INTERNET POSTINGS.
I have never yelled at my kids. I’ve never been frustrated with them, or short with them, or mean to them.
When our marriage broke up, I did angrily make holes in a few walls with my feet and fists.
And I did make that dramatic statement.
That singular statement has kept me from having any contact with my children since the end of 2005.
The new protective order doesn’t make sense.
I am tempted to put on this blog I LOVE NAME NAME NAME NAME NAME and let them take me to jail for three years. Oh yes, I would go to jail for three years because I have plead guilty to three misdemeanors for leaving messages.. nice ones. Each count was a year in jail. Guilty. Suspended.
The message: “Tell the kids I love them.”
The woman in the driver’s seat, controlling the situation, is a lot like Diane Holsey.
Am I allowed to use first names?!?
Where is the ACLU?
I need an attorney named Joe.
I love my babies.
It would be cool if I could send them a letter.
I am ordered to have no contact.
Judge Barcus seemed distracted when he made the order.
Pro Se Sux
Why would you want no contact anyway? How am I going to infect them? What is going on?
May 11th Update: This was originally written to say that I should fight this protective order on the grounds that it violates my right to free speech. The mentions on the Internet of my kids were not in any way abusive. Their mother made the claim that the kids would be embarrassed if their friends find out I’m their father (which is just a terrible thing to say, because I know I don’t suck). Actually, I think she doesn’t want to kids to see my side of the story or to see that I don’t actually suck. But, the protective order makes no difference — the kids will find these posts because they will look for their last name, they will look for my name, they will want to know about their father. #1, I’ll eventually have my time with our children. The original protective order was completely unnecessary and it took away your power to decide whether or not to expose the kids to me — I completely gave you that power to decide in the divorce — it was an acknowledgement of my instability and of your stability. I thought you were a great mom. But now you’re using the system out of anger — to hurt me because I stopped jumping as high as you liked, because I chose what I wanted to do with my life, and probably because I called you a greedy, heartless bitch… in front of the kids (definitely, one of my lowest moments).
I think I could fight the protective order on 1st Amendment grounds — at least get a hearing, but it would serve no purpose. Even without the protective order, it’s up to you whether I see the kids, and I suspect you’ll be even less likely to allow it. And, as I said, being able to mention them by name on the Internet does not affect the likelihood that I will, one day, be reunited with them.
I can’t wait to catch up with the babies!
You, #1, I’ll never speak to again.
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