Letter to Government People in All Fifty States: If You Can’t Handle This, Put the Blog Down and Think

Dear Readers,

The following is something I found using the Human Rights Watch website. With the publicity of the #freebritney movement, HRW is noticing that guardianships are evil, bad, and wrong. Let me explain the evils of such, and if you are a government official reading this, let me explain how each of these parts of a guardianship is detrimental to your country’s citizenry, particularly those who are of protected classes like LGBTQ or women or persons with disabilities.

  1. Liquidation. Jamie Spears liquidated the hell out of his daughter Britney, weedling down her estate from over $300 million to just under $60 million in less than probably six months, but this is something I could have gone through. My parents would probably have sold a beginning student flute, absolutely they would have sold all my CD’s, thinking they were collector’s items or something like that. They could have liquidated my *Nsync bobbleheads and sold them all for a price. At auction, who knew what all those collector’s items would have gone for? And then, there go my parents, saying they are rich and can throw me away if they chose. But instead, since there was no trust and estate to weedle down to nothing, since there were no valuables to barter, no house to plunder, they just left the guardianship discharged as of December 2020. I never knew what was in their heads, but I thought I’d never see this day. We need to make all group homes liable in the cases of estate trafficking of disabled citizens of any country in the world. For example, you have a mentally ill or impaired boy who is twelve years old, labeled aggressive in school and all sorts of stuff pops up in his classes, and the kids bully and make fun of him. He can’t communicate the same way as other people, only speaks to you in metaphors, doesn’t give you a good firm grasp of reality from a glance, but you know he’s in touch with reality, and reality hits harder than anything. At eighteen, he’s guardianized by his caring mother in order to protect him from the abusive casework of the state, then let’s say the mother and younger brother both die one at a time because of life circumstances. This young man will be left to the care of a professional guardian who will weedle away his Special Needs trust, take the money and run, throwing him in a group home in the process. This situation is far too common as described to me by one activist I spoke with. What guardians often do is steal a child’s belongings or take the adult’s house and other things.
  2. Isolation. “You’re not allowed to talk to so and so.” “No phone for a week.” Those phrases I can’t help but wonder if others like myself are hearing all too often in their guardianship hells. Remember Katy, the young Orlando woman I wrote about here in this blog? Well, her phone did indeed get snooped on and snatched away for talking to a guy she liked. She was forcibly broken up with her boyfriend, a group home resident from Miami who truly wants a life away from the system. Katy was told no by her guardians, and this is how it happens. Isolation of the ward is a very big evil and favorite tactic of guardians seeking to please the judge and attorneys, besides the estate trafficking of course. Britney Spears had been so isolated from her boys, I wonder how she feels about seeing them now. She was stripped of custody of her two boys, and now she can’t even see them because of a guardian or conservator saying no, you won’t. This is not acceptable treatment for a ward of any state, a person with a disability, a human being whatsoever. I was told repeatedly that if I called Orien Henry, a friend from school, my phone would be taken away. This is called unacceptable treatment in a restrictive environment. The young man in the vignette above does not have to worry about this, but it could be a ticking time bomb if a professional such as Bessimore Trust was put in charge of the young man’s trust, care, and personal freedom. Parent as adversary is most common, and the favorite way to stoop the ward subject low in life is to isolate them. I was so isolated that by the time I got to Colorado Center for the Blind, I had to relearn blindness skills and how to talk to others, and ultimately was alienated from certain peer groups and in trying to get away from the immature group of folks, I had to get counseling. There were people at CCB who acted like it was high school, and I didn’t want to see that kind of thing, all that because I was in Titusville, seeing this same abhorrent behavior. I was also subjected to name calling, Islamophobia, and all kinds of abuse from my peer group because I chose to date a Somali boy. Well, I was also seeing a lot of antiimmigrant sentiments from most of the white folks in CCB and their ITP program, and I couldn’t really pin a label on it yet. Being isolated reminded me that the world was waiting for me to step out, but because I was isolated, bullying was what my peers chose to do. The NFB is a clearly Islamophobic organization and I didn’t even know it, but for me in isolation, it was either NFB or stay in isolation. I got through CCB and graduated, but then I was trying to make friends among Mosque attendees in Denver. The problem I saw was that any man interested in marrying me was a stranger, and I could have been further isolated. I left Islam not because of my ex, but because of the mentality of the brothers in most of the Islamic centers anywhere in the world, that women should be isolated from the men who were unrelated, making it impossible for me to get to know a potential husband in the community, and I wasn’t about to get barefoot and pregnant with just anyone, no matter what deity allowed me to love him. He had to be someone I could trust, someone with a disability so superiority was wiped out, and someone with talents and interests similar to my own. In Islamic circles, music is supposedly the call of the devil, but I wasn’t about to let a religious extremism insult my musical career. This was essentially the nail in the coffin for myself and my ex, and furthermore me and Islam. Allah didn’t like music, so I couldn’t be in a religious group that didn’t appreciate my music, and since Arabic was not a language I spoke, forget it. Isolation had a greater impact on who I chose to marry in the end. I met my husband online, and we met, but the relationship should have gotten slower and it felt like a whirlwind tour of Africa the way it was going before. But the thing was, we had to go to a marriage counselor, and because of the way I was called nasty sexual names that would not look nice in print, something about a dog in heat, I had to cut off someone who we both thought was friendly to us and our relationship. My husband insisted that his “sister” go to our wedding, but the pandemic changed that and her actions toward me changed everything between all of us. We no longer speak to her, and we can’t given her actions. She chose to abuse rather than uphold me. This happens oftentimes to women who are isolated, and isolation any further in Florida could have cost me my life.
  3. Overmedication. Another favorite evil tactic guardians use is overmedication. Guardians love it when a charge is sedated. They can also be dangerously close to allowing a perverted caregiver to seriously have sex with their charge if the charge is overmedicated. Most of the time, however, overmedicating someone leads to them obeying orders and looking on helplessly as their friends are taken away, their phones stolen, and other property pilfered. A guardian will overmedicate the ward so that they can’t participate in everyday activities like a relationship or group of friends, and then they will lie about the person’s condition in court. This is health trafficking as described to me by activists LuAnne Fleming and Rick Black. I want to thank these folks for opening my eyes big. Overmedication happened to me, and almost could have been worse. I had to take fistfuls of meds according to the Brevard County School system, and they wanted me to be sedate and pliant, but the antidepressants and mood stabilizers I was put on cost me many pounds of weight, a doctor saying I had to drink insure, which is a meal replacer, and worse, I had to be carried out of a room because my parents wanted to steal things from me. I was about done and tired of it. They had guardianship when I was seventeen because of false claims of sexual abuse, and they claimed Rico will have sex with me as described in prior blog postings. Rico never did this, so I am going to label that as a lie. The overmedicated me at sixteen was zoning out in chorus class, clinging to life as it should be, but then I didn’t care what happened. My parents were emotionally abusive and did not understand that their parenting was literally making me sick. The medication didn’t help. Worse, John E. McCarthy, the former psychiatrist who prescribed the medication, was later demoted and deprived of his medical license anyway because according to a headline in the Florida Today or some other paper, McCarthy was having sex with patients and was not taking care of alcoholism. The man didn’t do much good, and when I went to another psychiatrist, it was an older gentleman who later died. I was taking a lot of mood stabilizing drugs like Tryleptol, and I’m still taking an antipsychotic called Abilify. It’s not a drowsy med, but why I am taking it, there’s no real understanding here on the part of this patient writing it all down. When I was on the tryleptol, I also came down with a bladder infection while under the care of an Irish guy called Kensla, and Dr. Kensla found trace of white blood cells in my urine sample, so had to put me on yet another med, septra. Unfortunately, because I was on tryleptol, the septra didn’t play so nicely with the other medications in my bloodstream, and I had a very terrible seizure that brought an end to a graduation party from college. I was about to hold the party, it was all set up, when bells rang in my brain, and suddenly, I fell unconscious, and a buddy of mine called Josh called 911 on his cell. He was caring enough to recognize that I had a seizure and needed to go to the hospital. Five minutes later, I was on an ambulance at Parrish Medical Centre, a hospital in my hometown, and was being hovered over by nurses, doctors, and EMT’s. It was a scary situation, but the highlight of that was that I was also executed sort of. Want to know what happens when your potassium levels go to shits? The seizure was the effect of being executed while on death row, and yet my living room at that time was almost a death chamber. Thank God I am alive, but hearing the ER notes scared me half to death. My parents had to change the bladder infection meds, and gave me a salt booster and made me eat lots of junk food. Okay, that was fine, but why the medications in the first place? I was frail feeling, and I wished I wasn’t living with my family at that time. My dad did however leave me with a wise adage, “When you’re young, pile on the sodium but when you’re old, reduce it.”
  4. Visitation and cremation upon death. Visitations were indeed monitored by my guardians, and they limited times I could talk to people on the phone and used the phone as punishable bait, and like the vignettes above, it was hard. I didn’t get to visit favored relatives, so I can say none of them understand what they were faced with and if I died under guardianship, I might have been a collector’s item, my ashes sold at auction to a professional and left in her office. Oh, a note about the pronoun “her”. Most professional guardians who have killed their clients, the ones in the paper at least, were older women. I’m using the female pronouns for those people like Rebecca Farrel and Tracy Hudson. Tracy stole money from elders she was caring for, bought Tampa Bay Buccaneer football tickets and ordered DNR for some of her clients. Rebecca had some of her weakest clientele in her office as nothing but ashes. What would have happened to me? I might have been kept in an urn, just a bad tank full of ashes, ashes to ashes. My ashes wil have been scattered about, and my parents would not have cared one way or another and the professional guardian would have said, “Oh well, I did a DNR on your daughter because she was sick.” I call bullshit. Sickness doesn’t just happen, and the medications I was on might have made me experience tartiv disconesia which is a tremor in the nervous system that causes your arms and legs to shake a bit, or you could have involuntary movements of the tongue and such. These are the evils of guardianship, and if you are willing and able, and you’re a government official, there is more you can do for citizens in your countries.
  1. Illegalize all other forms of guardianship except for a child’s natural guardianship.
  2. Illegalize the trafficking of estates and possessions by people other than the owners of such assets as houses and cars. If anyone wants to go into the caregiving profession, demand criminal background checks for all involved.
  3. End the representative payee program for SSI recipients. It’s radical, but must be done. Clients from school age should be learning monetary skills anyway, but if they have intellectual disability, the program should be reformed so that others don’t have full control of their finances. Example, if Britney spears had SSI, her father would not be able to be her payee, not under my plan, and Britney would have full control of money and things, on top of which, if she had any reason to give out money, it would have to be for food and shelter purposes. Examples of this might include a caregiver going to her local grocery store on Britney’s behalf and bringing home food. I trust my caregiver to do this, but she is not I repeat not my payee. I don’t want a representative payee because they could easily spend that money, either mine or my partner’s, on drugs, cigarettes, luxury goods, whatever, against the partner’s wishes. If the child recipient needs a guardian to help with finances, that would work. My caregiver’s daughter is naturally her charge, and the caregiver is her mother, therefore her guardian by nature. In this way, the monetary stuff can be shared, and she may then use the SSI check to do the things she needs, but those needs must benefit the child. That is fine by me, but adults? Forget that.
  4. Create a world in your country where acceptance of all peoples with disabilities is mandatory. Include integrating disabled kids into regular school systems, protect disabled citizens from discrimination and don’t let females collect dust on the shelf labeled “to abuse.” Females are not to be guardianized on the basis of sex, right, Prince MBS? Women may not seem like your ideal personage, right, Yemen and Jordan? But think about this. Women in islam should be equal to men, and their roles in family life should be elevated, and moreover, we need to combat inequality for disabled women by allowing them to choose who they want to live with, marry, or be intimate with. I’m also talking to you, Dubai. Let your princess do what she wants, because of this whole British thing. The princess has a right to leave, so let … her … go. I’m sure the UN commissioner on human rights would have a field day if you killed her. So just do the right thing and let her go.
  5. Illegalize all forms of pseudoscience, and demand higher standards than ever in your medical schools. Doctors should learn what calmative drugs can be used for, how chemical restraint could lead to death, and other things. All medical doctors should be forced to agree with and comply with a serious form of the Hypocratic oath which should be amended to say that all patients with disabilities have rights, and should be treated with extra care should they request it. Chemical restraint is not the best interest of the patients, rather it is the best interest of the Devil, Death, and Evil guardianship Law. No doctor should be allowed to overdose a patient on medications like mood stabilizers where the patient is unable to express themselves. Antidepressants should be taken sparingly. Doctors should get inside their patients’ shoes as much as possible, even if they themselves are stil in med school. I’m calling on medical schools to teach psychiatrists better ways of handling desires from guardians to restrain their patients, and attorneys should not be a part of the medical equation at all.
  6. Take the attorney out of the equation of medical practices. Judges and lawyers with salacious histories should not be allowed to make any judgments on guardianships. No judge should ever be a judge or attorney unless they learn that playing dirty games is not something to do on behalf of someone or their estate. Attorneys should never file motions to declare someone incompetent for blindness, and all law students in a school like the Florida State law School should be required by law in all areas to learn about disability law, practice with disability lawyers, and should be required to either uphold a code of ethics upon graduation or lose their jobs, and be investigated by ethics committees. Colorado has a salacious history of judges and lawyers being bratty and saying and doing sexist things, so we need to further amplify the need for more ethical individuals in law professions.

Thank you for reading this and I hope that in doing the reading, you are listening to your inner selves, creating a vision of a world free of guardianship abuse and conservators who pilfer assets and other things from people because they have a disability.

Beth

Author: denverqueen

My name is Beth. I'm blind from birth and enjoy the blogging atmosphere. I am a creative person, a musician, a writer, etc. This is me. Take it or leave it.