In Loco Insanity
by Becky Akers
by Becky Akers: Terrorizing,
Smuggling, and Assault: All in a Week's Work at the TSA
loco parentis" is a slogan the State takes seriously. Very
seriously. Throughout history and around the world, governments
have savaged citizens as lethally as the most abusive father when
they aren’t smothering us worse than any helicopter-mom.
interprets the phrase literally when preying on its youngest serfs.
Indeed, the beast and its apologists assume that bureaucrats and
politicians are far wiser, more loving, and more qualified to raise
children than the poor slobs who birthed them.
fallacy drove the Orwellian "Department of Children and Family
Services" in Cleveland, Ohio, to abduct a boy from his family
last Thanksgiving. Its excuse? Timmy ate too well.
more than 200 pounds, the third-grader [who, with his mother,
remains anonymous: I’ve dubbed him Timmy for convenience] is considered
severely obese and at risk for developing such diseases as diabetes
and hypertension." Busybodies kidnapped him because "case
workers" – whose judgment is never inaccurate or less than
astute since they "work" for Leviathan – "considered
this mother's inability to get her son's weight down a form of medical
neglect, said Mary Louise Madigan, a spokeswoman [sic for
‘propagandist’] for the Department… They said that the child's weight
gain was caused by his environment and that the mother wasn't following
doctor's orders – which she disputes. ‘This child's problem was
so severe that we had to take custody,’" Madigan said."
Really? You "had to," huh? And just who was holding the
gun to your head there, Mary Louise?
But Mar wasn’t
done justifying this atrocity. She piously continued that "the
agency worked with the mother for more than a year before asking
Juvenile Court for custody of the child…" No doubt the millions
of citizens caught in bureaucratic cross-hairs nationwide would
testify there’s mighty little "working with" in these
situations. Rather, they overflow with threats, bullying, and whims
masquerading as Commandments That Mere Slaves Must Obey.
The State preys
most mercilessly on victims it has so impoverished that they accept
its handouts. Ergo, we might expect Ms. Anonymous to be unemployed
and reside in public housing while subsisting on food stamps. Au
contraire. She‘s "a substitute elementary school teacher
who is also taking vocational school classes," while her city’s
income for a household" is $46,731. Nor is her son failing
in Our Rulers’ juvenile prison: he is "on
the honor roll and participated in school activities."
Try to fathom
Timmy’s excruciating anguish at his exile. Such senseless separation
from family and all that’s familiar would destroy any eight-year-old
child; add to that the horrific insecurity Timmy probably suffers
because of his weight. Imagine the crushing guilt that must plague
him now as well: "They’re punishing me, and it made Mom cry
when they took me away, because I’m so fat and worthless."
his mother’s grief, her desperation and eagerness to say or do anything
so long as her baby’s assailants restore him to her: "They are trying
to make it seem like I am unfit, like I don't love my child … Of
course I love him. Of course I want him to lose weight. It's a lifestyle
change, and they are trying to make it seem like I am not embracing
that. It is very hard, but I am trying."
But hey, it’s
all worth it so long as the State saves Timmy from himself, right?
After all, he might develop diabetes. So cue government to ride
to the rescue – as it does with diabetic kids at checkpoints in
Wisnik is a 10-year-old who … wears a pump that delivers insulin
as he needs it[, …which] sets off the scanner … and has to be patted
down by security agents…"
A few weeks
ago, Jacob and his family tried to fly out of Chicago’s "O'Hare
airport. He was ‘put through borderline humiliation,’ says his mother,
Eva…" There was nothing "borderline" about it, but
anyway, Ms. Wisnik reported Jacob’s trauma – to a columnist, who
publicized the story – "from the car coming back from the airport,
still shaken by having to stand by while her 5th grader was marched
through the terminal by armed guards, put in a private examination
room, then poked and prodded."
included Jacob’s heart-wrenching account as well: "…we got
to the security desk. In an instant, I felt dread enter my body."
Boy, Jacob, don’t we all. "…It's hard enough managing my diabetes
each day; the way I am treated by TSA makes me feel not only upset
about my disability, but worse of all they make me feel uncomfortable
with myself. … they have to pat me down or make me touch my pump
and then they swab my hand to make sure I am not carrying explosives.
For those few seconds they won't let anyone touch me including my
mother. I feel alone and worse I feel as though I have done something
is precisely why the Anti-Federalists included the Fourth
Amendment in the Constitution: the State should never
empower its goons to torment anyone this way, and certainly not
a young man in your circumstances.
was a nightmare! … they saw that my pump was clipped over my groin
area so they would have to take me to a special screening room.
… My mom had to come with me to be screened, and my 12-year-old
sister said 'what do I do?' because all of our stuff was on the
conveyer belt. She looked scared. I felt more humiliated than scared.
When a thousand eyes are watching you because they think you may
be a deadly threat it is so uncomfortable and humiliating. I marched
to the screening room barefoot. I suppose they were trying to follow
regulations, but I was on the verge crying."
And yet government
insists that it provides for children and disabled folks, whatever
their age, far better than families specifically or the private
sector in general can.
the Department of Children and Family Services’ website urges that
we "call [it] … to
report suspected child abuse or neglect." Wanna bet no
one burned up the line on Jacob’s behalf?
Akers [send her mail] writes
primarily about the American Revolution. Her novel set during the
war will be published this summer.
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