Protection Circles


       

You want justice?  Pack the court room with people wearing purple ribbons.     Vernetta Cockerham and RitaAnita Linger proved this strategy worked in North Carolina.  PETA proved it worked when a couple of punks savagely killed a stray dog.  Sadly, nobody showed up to pack the same judge’s courtroom when a little girl was allegedly raped by her daddy.  Nobody cared about what happened to that little girl until her daddy killed four Lakewood, WA cops.  A teenager in the same county was similarly not protected from her daddy’s abuse.  Nobody cared about what happened to her until her daddy killed a cop and wounded another.  This brave teenager ended up having to protect the cops during a close-range shoot-out with her daddy.      

Truth be told, the system still doesn’t care about the welfare of those two girls.  Gov. Christine Gregoire is deeply concerned about the welfare of her police officers, but preventing domestic violence isn’t a priority for her.  She doesn’t get that those cops are all dead because domestic violence victims don’t get much real protection in Pierce County, WA.  And, she certainly doesn’t get how much Washington’s failure to make domestic violence a priority is costing the taxpayers.      

Searching for Justice © 2009, Carole May

Bravo, Rights for Mothers!      

Pit bull abusers have lots of Internet help available to them on how to manipulate the legal system as an instrument of abuse.  They quickly learn they’ll go to jail for physicial abuse.  In jail, they learn that they can more brutally ~ and legally ~ hurt a mother by taking away her kids.  In a strategy as old as Adam blaming Eve for the apple, they turn the tables on their victims.  Women fiercely trying to protect their kids from brutal fathers find themselves called prostitutes and addicts and mentally unstable.  Many find their professional careers blackballed by false accusations and innuendos.      

Rights for Mothers, however, is a valiant advocate for these women.  Her blog focuses on Parental Alienation Syndrome which all the experts agree is bullshit, but judges around the country keep falling for it.  Why?  They either are abusive behind their own closed doors or they have never been to judicial training to learn about the dynamics of litigation abuse and how to stop it.      

Rights for Mothers has been a champion for women like Julie Levine ~ where is the media ~ why don’t they engage in their First Amendment duty to investigate?  And, Lisa Hutchings ~ who lost her kids to her uber-rich Florida husband with a history of crack abuse.  And, Claudine Dombrowski ~ who lost her kids in Kansas because she was disabled by her ex-husband’s abuse.  Go figure.  It boggles the mind how a judge could find it in the best interest of these kids to be with their brutal fathers rather than with their fiercely protective mothers.      

Update:  Shortly after this post, WordPress yielded to pressures exerted by powerful abusive men who were held accountable by Rights for Mothers.  Her blog was “tossed” by WordPress.  But, Nancy will NOT be stopped.  She’s back open for business at  http://rightsformothers.comPlease be patient while she goes through the arduous process of reloading her vast library of information onto her new site. 

Bravo, Claudine Dombrowski!     Despite her disabilities, Claudine Dombrowski didn’t go quietly into the night.  She’s breaking down the walls of silence on her blog.  And, she followed in Vernetta Cockerham’s footsteps.  Last week, she and Rights for Mothers packed the courtroom, and Ms. Dombrowski finally got some justice.  The judge opined that she had a First Amendment right to break down the walls of silence.  Are you listening WordPress?      

Breaking Down the Walls of Silence:  Power of the Sisterhood and the Press      

Let’sGetHonest, who has an insider’s knowledge, blows the whistle on “creaming” by non-profit agencies ~ this is why so many women experiencing domestic violence don’t get help from the system.      

In August, 2009, O Magazine did extensive investigative journalism into Vernetta Cockerham’s story.  Her story, sadly, is the story of many women experiencing domestic violence.      

Denise Richards got justice ~ it took her four very long years.  She was quite fortunate to have the funds to prevail over her ex-husband actor Charlie Sheen, who is a serial pit-bull abuser.  Sandra Boss similarly was able to fund the long fight to hold her ex-husband “Clark Rockefeller” accountable for kidnapping their daughter Snooks.  He’s now serving five years in prison.      

Sadly, most women don’t have that kind of money.  Lisa Hutchings, for example, lost her kids to abusive ex-husbands with money and power twice because she didn’t have the money to put up a viable fight.  Their buddies have engaged in a nasty Internet campaign to discredit her with vicious, anonymous comments to blog posts supporting her.  This strategy is as old as preachers falsely suggesting Mary Magdalene is a prostitute because she was Jesus’ favorite disciple.      

I hope those of you walking in the shoes of these brave women will click on the purple words in this post.  You are most definitely not alone, and the litigation abuse you are experiencing is not unique.  We all need to contribute our own talents to break down the walls of silence and demand justice.  When we band together as sisters, we will all be empowered.  And, we will get justice.  Finally.

Sophie Littlefield

Do your holidays need an infusion of happy?

I was in a terrible funk.  Bad case of the blues.  Down in the dumps.  I needed myself a badass read to cure me of my bad attitude.

On her blog, Susan Wiggs recommended Sophie Littlefield’s A Bad Day for Sorry.  I almost missed the review, but the book cover grabbed my attention ~ it is a debut author’s dream.

I added it to my Amazon wish list, and the book arrived yesterday. I absolutely loved it.  I knew it would be fun from the opening page:

Whuppin’ ass wasn’t so hard. . .

What was hard was making sure it stayed whupped.

Especially on a day when it hit a hundred degrees before noon.  And you were having hot flashes. . .

“Fuck serenity,” Stella said.  And she shot the trailer.

I’m an absolute sucker for books of the Persian Pickle Club genre ~ Olivia Goldsmith’s First Wives Club ~ Fern Michael’s sisterhood series ~ Janet Evanovich’s irreverent sass ~ Candace Bushnell’s One Fifth Avenue.  In A Bad Day for Sorry, the limo is Stella’s late husband’s beloved Jeep.  The heroine is a blend of menopausal Cagney and Lacey and Stephanie Plum with a soundtrack nod to Saffire:  the Uppity Blues Women:

If widowhood had given Stella license to explore her authentic self, menopause stood under the window yelling at the bitch to come out and rumble.

It’s ironic.  Men don’t get good until they are 50.  When women hit 50, their attitude is it is “a bad day for sorry.”  We get a bit cantankerous.  Ms. Littlefield and her publisher astutely divined that there are a whole lot of survivors of domestic violence of a certain age who buy a lot of books:

Stella Hardesty dispatched her abusive husband with a wrench shortly before her fiftieth birthday.

Folks in the Ozarks foothills of Missouri know the score, and Stella is never tried for her crime.  In fact, the hunky local sheriff Goat Jones loves her for her vigilante justice and quietly enables her quest:

Stella’s clients, the ones society couldn’t ~ or wouldn’t ~ protect, the ones who resorted to begging and promising and praying as their only weapons against the horror in their own homes. . .

Chrissy reminded Stella of herself, in a way, on the day when she’d finally had enough of Ollie’s abuse and made the transformation from passive victim to hell-for-leather avenger.

Stella supervises her “parolees” with her “ass-whuppin’s” more effectively than the criminal justice system:

Stella. . .was worried that Roy Dean was the sort of woman-smacker who truly believed down in his bones that it was his God-given right to settle every disagreement with force, that it was a woman’s job to absorb a man’s disappointments and frustrations in the form of taunts and put-downs and thrown punches.

Sadly, this was the type who was most likely to pick up again where he left off with some other poor woman.  Which was why Stella was here today.

. . .Stella knew too much about pain ~ the kind inflicted on the innocent, the defenseless, those whose worst sins were bad judgment and displaced loyalty.  And she’d pledged to stop it.  Not every abuser, everywhere ~ there were simply too many.  But if it was in her power to help a woman in Sawyer County, she did so.  And gradually word reached sisters and cousins and best friends and acquaintances further afield, down through the Ozarks and up to Kansas City and over to Saint Louis. . .Stella picked off the sons-of-bitches one by one. . .she never turned a client away. . .

With a great deal of sass and humor, Ms. Littlefield takes on how the criminal justice system fails people who experience domestic violence.  She dispels myths about domestic violence with bold truth.  Her characters express very real emotions.  And, she artfully weaves into her story the danger of vigilante justice ~ especially when the abuser is powerfully connected ~ a cop, a preacher, or a mob member.

Yes, her story is fiction, but I loved how she inspires women to assert their power to protect each other.  She helped me resurrect my feisty inner badass bitch and goddess.  She reminded me that I get to make my own rules for my life.  Better than Prozac or a bottle of “Johnnie Black” and “Bud back” to cure what ails you.

Happy Holidays, y’all!

LadyJusticeOR

Where do you turn and to whom do you ask for help when you experience litigation abuse and/or judicial misconduct?

This was an excellent question from one of my readers.  Unfortunately, I’m all too familiar with the judicial misconduct in her state as well as the absence of effective domestic violence resources.

My first reaction was that this reader’s friend was an extraordinarily lucky person because she is not alone.  Too many of us are when we come face-to-face with Barbara Bentley’s description of the criminal “justice” system:

The criminal justice system is just that.  It’s justice for the criminal.  The victim is just a minor inconvenience.

Step One:  Cut Your Losses

In A Dance with the Devil, Ms. Bentley describes how she did the smartest thing anyone in this situation can do:  she disengaged.  In other words, she severed the emotional connection in her heart with her estranged husband.  Yes, I know.  This is exceedingly difficult to do.  Been there.  It is extraordinarily difficult to walk away from a crazy-making abusive relationship ~ especially after we’ve invested significant emotional energy in trying to make it work.  Ms. Bentley had invested heavily financially as well.  Me too.

Yet, as my former mother-in-law frequently advised, it isn’t smart to “put good money after bad.”  At some point, we have to cut our losses.  If we don’t, we’ll end up bankrupt in every way possible ~ emotionally, spiritually, and financially.

Litigation abuse has two players.  We can be so invested in responding and reacting to abuse from a pit bull that we loose all sense that we can exert control over the situation.  Set your own rules.  Play your own game.  And, sometimes the smartest thing to do is to just stop fighting.  Walk away.

I can hear you gasp.  Walk away?  Yes.  Walk away.  Yes, I know.  You’ve invested heavily.  You want to reap the rewards of that investment.  I hear you.  Been there too.

During law school, I had a front row seat to a divorce trial that would make the War of the Roses look like a good time.  The spouses refused to disengage.  Their attorneys made a fortune.  The couple’s $1.7 million fortune and 17 room mansion on Lake Michigan went to pay attorney’s fees.  He blamed her.  She blamed him.  Truth be told, they both played a role.

Tina Turner, on the other hand, made the courageous decision to walk away.  Yes, it cost her millions.  But, instead of wasting her time in a futile and expensive court battle, she invested her time wisely rebuilding her career.  Ms. Turner knew that nobody wins a win-lose game.  Both parties inevitably end up losing big.  So, she took control of her destiny and moved forward with her life.  By not fighting, she won.  Ike lost.

Step Two:  Surround Yourself with Surviving Sisters

Vernetta Cockerham’s case went to the North Carolina appellate court twice before she got to have a trial date.  But, she ultimately prevailed because Rita Anita Linger packed the court room with domestic violence survivors wearing purple and white ribbons.  It intimidated the police department that failed to protect Vernetta and her daughter into settling for $430,000.

This strategy is extraordinarly effective, but it takes lots of planning, publicizing, and persuading to achieve.  You’ll be asking people to commit an inordinate amount of time away from their own priorities.  So, pick your battle wisely.  It is easier if you can secure a commitment from your local domestic violence shelter or house of worship or established court watch group.  It is easier if you have an exceptionally large family who will back you up.  But, most of us don’t have those resources or support.

So, my suggestion is that you talk it up with women who are walking in your shoes:  your surviving sisters.  You may think you don’t know any.  You do.  They just aren’t talking.  Pour some wine.  Start the conversation.  You’ll be shocked at what you hear.  Make a commitment to be there for each other.  (See step four for an alternative approach.)

Step Three:  The Write Stuff

Journals are marvelous tools for jettisoning emotions so that we can clear our heads.  This is where you do your “ugly cry” and vent.  You can not afford to whine in public.  People who can help you will not respond positively to “poor me” control dramas.  The only people who will listen to you are enablers who will keep you stuck in the past.  This is not healthy.  And, your whining will alert brutes that there’s a victim in the neighborhood.  Your whining will send signals to overworked bureaucrats that you are someone who is easily dismissed or ignored.

As women, we frequently wail that men need to find their feminine side.  Well, we women would be smart to cultivate our masculine sides too.  I’m not talking about being aggressive.  There’s power in taking control of our lives and making wise choices for our futures.  We’re more attractive after we’ve learned to rescue ourselves.

Step Four:  Establish Your Credibility and Speak Truth to Power

It costs absolutely nothing to start a WordPress blog.  Examiner.com pays people to examine issues.  It’s not much, but it would be a great way to have your voice heard in your community.  It’s an easy way to develop expertise, credibility, and persuasive writing skills.  You can launch trial balloons and see which way they fly.  It may take several months, but you will eventually discover that you have lots of sister survivors who are looking for someone to take the lead.  These people may become your base camp for court watch and court packing.

Write letters to the editor of your local newspaper when one of their articles exposes an injustice.  Again, don’t rant and whine.  Be brief and persuasive.  Why should people in your community care?  Politicians read these letters.  It is the first step in change.

When you have established your credibility as an advocate, you can submit an op-ed piece and ask for it to be published.  An op-ed piece is an editorial written by readers of a publication rather than the editorial staff.  Ask your friends and colleagues to read what you have written to make sure your voice is clear and persuasive.  It will probably take you a couple of days to write something that grabs people’s attention.  But, it will be well worth your time because this is what legislative aides read to get a sense of the work they need to do.

Eve Ensler’s “The Terminator Is Back” for the Huffington Post is an excellent example of a blog op-ed.  As you can see, blogs are more edgy than print media.  While my writing is a far cry from Ms. Ensler’s expertise, the Seattle Post-Intelligencer published my op-ed piece on the first anniversary of the day Crystal Judson Brame was fatally shot by her estranged husband, Tacoma, WA’s chief of police.

Step Five:  Talk to the Presiding Judge

Every court system has a boss called the presiding judge.  Some are more open to talking with the general public than others.  They won’t talk to you about your case, but some may agree to a meeting with a small group of concerned citizens and/or executives or advocates from your local domestic violence agency.  Alternatively, your advocate on the prosecutor’s staff might arrange the meeting if a pattern and practice of litigation abuse and/or judicial misconduct has been established.  Address the judge as “your honor.”  Wear business attire.  Present your case clearly and concisely ~ 30 seconds or less.  Be prepared.  Many court systems are not aware of judicial training available via the Family Violence Prevention Fund.

Step Six:  Judicial Selection Process, Court Watch, and Court Reform

Every jurisdiction has a judicial selection process.  Typically, local bar associations hold a lot of sway over who becomes a judge.  Some may entertain input from you.  If they won’t, you can start your own court watch group.  This is where having a following on a blog is helpful.

Since I’ve worked on both sides of the bench, I know that people who don’t prevail often feel they have experienced injustice.  Sometimes this is true.  Some judges are diligent and well-informed.  Some aren’t.  Some aspire to the bench because they have a strong sense of social justice.  Some discover it’s tough to practice law with a hangover and decide to hide their substance abuse problems beneath their judicial robes.  Some respect their life partners.  Some are abusive behind closed doors.  Some work hard.  Some wish you’d shut up already so they can hit the golf course or have an “afternoon delight” with their lover.  Sometimes victory turns on whether one party is better prepared than the other.  And, sometimes we flat out are on the wrong side of the law and need somebody to give us a wake-up call.

A growing trend is to establish “family justice” courts.  In these jurisdictions, all cases involving domestic violence allegations are heard by the same judge.  The judicial system is slow to recognize litigation abuse when one judge hears the criminal complaints, another judge hears the divorce matters, and a third judge handles custody disputes.  Many judges are clueless about domestic violence issues.  But, when one well-informed judge hears all these matters, the pattern emerges quickly.  Still, as Barbara Bentley discovered, even a savvy judge can have a tough time setting boundaries for some determined pit bull abusers.

Change happens when one of us gets stomped on and sufficiently angry to shout “enough already!”

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When we think of Bill Clinton’s presidency, passage of the Violence Against Women Act isn’t typically the first thing that comes to mind.  Yet, he is a tremendous champion for family violence prevention and for people who have experienced abuse.  He’s walked in our shoes.
 
I’ve been blessed to meet former President Bill Clinton three times.  When this photo was taken, we were talking about his role in Hillary’s presidential campaign.  I remain impressed that he believed he needed to campaign hard for her as part of his open penance for humiliating her with his infidelity.  Although I came of age during the 1960s, I never protested until I joined the Rainbow Coalition’s trip to Washington, D.C. to protest Clinton’s impeachment.  I still believe the only person who had the right to toss him out of the White House was Hillary.  And, I would have helped her pack up his bags.
 
Why am I starting out this post with such a negative incident in the life of one of my greatest heroes?
 
I think it is important to remind ourselves that child abuse damages us.  Yes, we can recover, but a part of that wounded child remains.  If we’d had one of those rare idyllic childhoods free from the experience of abuse or incest, we wouldn’t have hurdles to surmount.  But, we do have those hurdles.  Life’s not always fair.
 
Our most important challenge is to embrace ourselves and all our life’s experiences ~ the bitter as well as the sweet.  We must learn from them and move on.  This is how we develop strength of character and empathy.  This is how we become resilient.
 
This is exactly what Bill Clinton did.  He’s not perfect.  None of us are.  Yet, he became a very charismatic and popular president.  Why?  He has remarkable empathy.  He makes every person he meets feel like they are the most important person in the room.  He sees us.  He connects.  He hears us and sets out to right injustices.
 
Most folks don’t know that Bill Clinton confronted his stepfather’s abuse with a golf club.  I cried when I read the story in his autobiography My Life:
 
I didn’t need to be in a secret fraternity to have secrets.  I had real secrets of my own, rooted in Daddy’s alcoholism and abuse.  They got worse when I was fourteen and in the ninth grade and my brother [Roger] was only four.  One night Daddy closed the door to his bedroom, started screaming at Mother, then began to hit her.  Little Roger was scared, just as I had been nine years earlier on the night of the gunshot.  Finally, I couldn’t bear the thought of Mother being hurt and Roger being frightened anymore.  I grabbed a golf club out of my bag and threw open their door.  Mother was on the floor and Daddy was standing over her, beating on her.  I told him to stop and said that if he didn’t I was going to beat the hell out of him with the golf club.  He just caved, sitting down in a chair next to the bed and hanging his head.  It made me sick.  In her book, Mother says [see below] she called the police and had Daddy taken to jail for the night.  I don’t remember that, but I do know we didn’t have any more trouble for a good while.  I suppose I was proud of myself for standing up for Mother. . .I was sad about it, too.  I just couldn’t accept the fact that a basically good person would try to make his own pain go away by hurting someone else. . .
 
I came to accept the secrets of our house as normal. . .I never talked to anyone about them. . .Our family policy was “don’t ask, don’t tell.”
 
“Don’t ask, don’t tell” is the rule in many households.  Silence protects the abuser and holds their victims prisoner.
 
Bill Clinton’s mother Virginia Kelley broke down her own wall of silence in her autobiography, Leading with My Heart, My Life.  In the book, she courageously recounts her arduous path to freedom from Roger Clinton’s abuse.  I will be writing about her story later, but I think her perspective about this fateful night is informative:
 
. . .two events in 1960 that were really pivotal. . .Roger had arrived home after work. . .spitting fire. . .I had gotten so I could just tune him out most of the time ~ as long as he didn’t touch me, I could ignore him.  But this time was different. . .the boys. . .were horrified. . .I kept moving, kept dodging. . .poor Bill. . .couldn’t stand it any longer. . .door burst open. . .
 
Bill said, “Daddy, stand up.”
 
. . .Roger couldn’t. . .
 
“You must stand up. . .I want you on your feet.”
 
. . .Bill lifted Roger. . .I’ll never forget how straight Bill looked him in the eye.  “Hear me. . .Never. . .ever. . .touch my mother again.”
 
Bill Clinton’s presidency was filled with steely determination to do everything he possibly could to protect women and children.  About the time of his re-election in 1996, he signed legislation prohibiting people who had been convicted of domestic violence from owning fire arms.  I was impressed, but I also knew that some folks would never be convicted because they were above the law.  I knew one of these people owned an arsenal of guns.  He was on the short list to become a federal judge.  The Senate Judiciary Committee had contacted me.
 
Bill Clinton kept the judge off the federal bench and issued a ruling:  no one with a whisper of an allegation of domestic violence would be part of his administration.  I had scoured the country looking for a domestic violence advocate and come up empty.  Yet, here was the President of the United States stepping up to the plate to protect me.  Wow!
 
This is why I am persistent in my determination to break down the wall of silence surrounding the experinece of domestic violence.  Change happens ~ we can each make a difference in our own way ~ if and when we find the courage to speak out.
 
President Bill Clinton was the first member of my Protection Circle.   I should have probably included him in my June 13, 2009 post, but it seemed arrogant and pretentious. 
 
My haircut in this photo was so horrid that Ricci and Kiwi Mary both demanded I get a new hairdresser.  Raquel has been my hairdresser ever since, and I think she makes this old girl look pretty good!
Mary Ruth Kuczkir Mary Ruth Kuczkir

We’ve all had those moments that changed the course of our lives.  For Mary Ruth “Dink” Kuczkir, it was the day her soon-to-be-ex-husband told her to “get off her ass and get a job.”  She loved books and decided to become a story teller.  His reaction was, “stupid is as stupid does.”

Well, who is stupid now?  Ms. Kuczkir created the perennially best-selling Fern Michaels brand, and the rest is history.  Ms. Kuczkir’s books have been so successful that she was able to put all five of her children through college, and she’s set up the Fern Michaels Foundation to fund scholarships and help single mothers.  She lives in a 300 year-old plantation house in South Carolina.

How did she do it?  She says she’s stubborn.  She’s also disciplined.  She doesn’t stop writing until she hits her 5,000 word goal. . .that’s about 10 times longer than most of my posts.  And, her office is set up as a haven to fuel her creativity.  She can’t work without fresh flowers.  She loves writing about women who persevere and prevail because that’s what she had to do:

It doesn’t matter where you’ve been, what matters is where you’re going and how you get there.  There is just something about failure that I cannot accept.

Sit down and DO IT.  Don’t listen to anyone but yourself.  Believe in yourself and don’t give up.  If you persevere, you will prevail.  I’m the living proof.  The Dutch have a saying, “If you can’t whistle on your way to work, you don’t belong in that job.”  I whistle all day long.

Fern Michaels is one of my favorite authors.  Her books are a great escape.  Her stories about abuse in affluent households have an intriguing blend of credibility and idealistic fantasy.  She inspires me to dream about what we might create.

In What You Wish For,  Helen Ward is the abused wife of a wealthy computer wizard.  She tolerated her husband Daniel’s abuse until he hurt her beloved dog Lucie.  After she fled without a nickel, she was rescued by Dr. Gerald Davis, a veterinarian.  He calls Isabel “Izzie” Tyger, a wealthy philanthropist who barely survived child abuse.  Ironically, Daniel’s boss is Arthur King, the third member of this trio of childhood friends.  They form a circle of protection around Helen while she faces the challenges of acquiring her freedom.

Pretty Woman is reminiscent of Olivia Goldsmith’s First Wive’s Club.  Kent Bliss married Rosie Gardener for her money, and her lack of self-esteem keeps her in the loveless, emotionally abusive marriage.  But, on their third anniversary, she kicks his sorry behind to the curb.  The rest of the story is better than any self-help book on how to create a healthy lifestyle.  It inspired me to hit the treadmill.

The Jury is the fourth installment of Fern Michael’s popular Sisterhood series which are pure revenge fantasy. . .a healthy outlet for the anger that emerges post-abuse.  Y’all have to know I loved reading about how the sisters gave an abusive, powerful politician a taste of his own medicine.  And, I loved how they formed a protection circle around his estranged wife.

The next installment in this series is Under the Radar which was released on May 26, 2009.  The sisterhood help 14 pregnant girls escape an FLDS-type environment.  Timely, eh?

Vernetta Cockerham

Vernetta Cockerham

It took seven years and two trips to the appellate court for Vernetta Cockerham to receive justice.  About 45 supporters wearing puple and white ribbons came to the preliminary hearing at the Yadkin County, NC court house on Monday to support her.  It must have intimidated the Jonesville, North Carolina police department because they offered her $430,000 to settle the case.  Bravo, Vernetta!  Bravo!

Vernetta’s landmark case holds police accountable for failing to enforce orders of protection.  Her attorney, Harvey Kennedy, said:

We hope the impact of this case will be to ensure in the future that law-enforcement officers will take domestic-violence protective orders seriously and enforce those orders.

My own cynical sense about orders of protection is that they give police a short list of suspects after a murder.  Rita Anita Linger, the executive director of the North Carolina Coalition Against DV, was at Vernetta’s side when the settlement was announced.  If you click here, you can get her perspective on orders of protection as a survivor and as an advocate.

Lee Ann Brennan, one of Vernetta’s survivor-supporters in the court room, said:

Thank God ~ this is good news.  Hopefully police will be held accountable now.  Often times they do not take the victim seriously.  They blow them off thinking they are going to back [to their partner] anyway.  [The Jonesville Police Department] really let her down.  This verdict is wonderful.

Amen, Lee Ann.

The police department still doesn’t admit they were wrong.  During the court proceeding on Monday, one of their attorneys had the audacity to suggest it was Vernetta’s fault her daughter was brutally murdered because she picked the wrong man to marry!

This arrogance didn’t surprise me because the Jonesville Police Department tried to evade responsibility twice.  First, they appealed the denial of their motion to dismiss Vernetta’s case by asserting the public duty doctrine.  The appellate court didn’t buy their arguments because the police officers witnessed two violations of the protection order, but failed to arrest her estranged husband Richard Ellerbee.  The opinion gives an excellent narration Vernetta’s story.

Then, they tried to block Vernetta’s case by filing a motion for summary judgment.  The appellate court kicked the police department to the curb:

Defendants [the police department and two officers] knew that Mr. Ellerbee had acted violently against Ms. Cockerham-Ellerbee in the past, that he continud to make threats against her, that she had an enforceable domestic violence protection order against him, and that she was actively seeking its enforcement against him.

According to Ms. Cockerham-Ellerbee, she gave the police Mr. Ellerbee’s home and work addresses and also pointed him out to Officer Vestal and Detective Gwyn while he was in the middle of violating the terms of the protective order. . .officers responded by promising to arrest him and then leaving. . .sense of security that they would be safe; failing to act on that promise unquestionably placed them in extreme danger ~ danger of which the police had been made aware ~ and reflected a reckless disregard for their rights. . .

Ms. Cockerham-Ellerbee has alleged facts that would consittute willful and wanton conduct if true.

I want to give a special shout-out to the law firm of Kennedy, Kennedy, Kennedy, & Kennedy for standing by Vernetta all these years and representing her brilliantly.

Vernetta plans to take some time to decompress and grieve.  Then, she plans to become a domestic violence activist.

Her courage to pursue this landmark case is a wake-up call to police forces around the country.  She persevered in spite of insurmountable obstacles.  Her case proves what we can accomplish when we all stick together. 

Her story is slated for the August issue of O Magazine.

Rita Anita Linger, M.A.
Rita Anita Linger, M.A.

Guest Column by Rita Anita Linger, M.A.

Executive Director, North Carolina Coalition Against Domestic Violence

With the downturn of the economy, incidences of violence are rising – including incidences of domestic violence. While the current economic situation does not create domestic violence, it can exacerbate it.
 
As the number of violent crimes rises, the subject of orders of protection for victims of domestic violence and whether or not victims should seek one is a topic that has been thrust into the limelight lately both on a state and national level. Should a woman seek an order of protection when she has been abused?  Is it the best course of action to take? Or should she not pursue an order and just call the police as needed?
 
An order of protection, also known as a restraining order, is a court order that is designed to stop violent and/or harassing behavior and to protect you and your children from an abuser.  An order of protection can also force an abuser to stay away from you and your children and to have no communication with you or anyone who lives with you if they are included in the order.
 
Women decide for or against seeking an order of protection for a variety of reasons. Some of the most common reasons women choose to pursue an order of protection are because they believe they will be safer with one in place, and they have the support they need (i.e. family, friends, domestic violence program advocate, law enforcement, judicial system, etc.).  Because the process of securing an order of protection is often so daunting, many women choose not to pursue one even though they feel they are in danger and could benefit from one. They may also choose not to pursue one because they believe they don’t have the level of personal support they need, or they have seen judges within their community not grant orders to women who appear to really need them, or law enforcement not take the order seriously.
 
Oftentimes a woman’s frame of reference will be the determining factor as to whether she decides an order of protection is worth the journey she will need to take to get one.  It is important to understand that victims are watching the way in which their police departments, judicial system, and other helping agencies handle other victims’ requests for orders of protection. If the process is dehumanizing, humiliating, or results in an order that is not speedily enforced by law enforcement or the judicial system—victims will decide against pursuing an order even if they believe it would be the right thing to do. Another factor is whether a woman believes she is in greater danger of her abuser if she pursues an order of protection. If a woman believes she would increase her chances of harm if she pursued an order, whoever is working with that victim must listen to her reasoning.
 
What is known is that when a woman chooses to leave a violent relationship, her risk of being harmed or murdered increases.  Communities and domestic violence programs who insist a woman get an order of protection must understand a woman’s reluctance to do so, the fear she has endured and her frame of reference that may be holding her back. According to recent studies, what is also known is that when a woman does choose to pursue an order of protection, a permanent order is more effective than a temporary order. In other words, if a woman chooses to pursue an order, the orders that are given for a longer period of time seem to protect the victim more effectively than an order that is given for a few months. This should be a consideration for the courts that administer the orders.
 
Remember before we decide to take a position on whether a victim should file for an order of protection, please consider her frame of reference. Ask her if she has the support she needs and explore what her experience has been watching other victims seek orders. What in her opinion are the pros and cons of seeking an order of protection within her community. Ultimately, it is her frame of reference—her experiences, what she has seen and what she has heard with regard to the gatekeepers to her safety, which will either hold her back or create feelings of confidence for her to move forward with seeking an order.
 
Let us do what we can to create a positive frame of reference so that victims can make informed choices without fear that will ensure their safety and well-being.
 

 Note:  Ms. Linger is a domestic violence survivor.

© 2009, North Carolina Coalition Against Domestic Violence, reprinted with permission.
    All Rights Reserved.
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I just love America’s Got Talent.  Tonight’s show ended with an amazing 13 year old kid named Arcadian Broad.  He had been bullied by the kids at school.  He was never “good enough” to be picked for sports.

Fortunately, he has a supportive mother and sister who taught him “nothing would get in his way.”  He realized he had something great inside ~ dance ~ to give out.

So, he turned to dance.  Sharon Osborne said he had a ”natural God-given gift” and “magnificent talent.”  He leveraged that talent to come out on top.  He danced to Elton John’s “I’m Still Standing” which was featured in The First Wives Club.

The lyrics make a great anthem for anybody who has experienced abuse and lived to tell the tale ~ the words have such power and are ever-so liberating:

You could never know what it’s like

Your blood like winter freezes just like ice

And there’s a cold lonely light that shines from you

You’ll wind up like the wreck you hid behind that mask you use

And did you think this fool could never win

Well look at me, I’m coming back again

I got a taste of love in a simple way

And if you need to know while I’m still standing you just fade away

Don’t you know I’m still standing better than I ever did

Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid

I’m still standing after all this time

Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind

I’m still standing. . .

Once I never could hope to win

You starting down the road leaving me again

The threats you made were meant to cut me down

And if our love was just a circus you’d be a clown by now

Arcadian’s a true Life Raft.  He survived.  He thrived with dance, and tonight Arcadian found the joy of victory!  Bravo, Arcadian!

If you are experiencing the bitter pain of recent abuse or if you are having a tough day, I hope you’ll click on this link  and watch the video of Arcadian’s performance.  Watch the audience giving him a standing ovation.  See him soar after he learns he’s going to Las Vegas.  Imagine yourself in his shoes.  Belt out the lyrics of “I’m Still Standing” at the top of your lungs. . .dance with the joy and freedom of Arcadian.

Look like a true survivor and feel like a little kid.

Dance in the Moonlight

Dance in the Moonlight

June 23 is Midsummer’s Eve ~ the night women gather together to empower each other.  It is a night for fairies and spirits.  It is a time for rejoicing and dancing around bonfires.

It is a night to sprinkle dew on your face which the ancients believed would enhance beauty in the coming year.

If you live near a beach, it is a great night to dance in the moonlight and celebrate your feminine strength with those in your own Protection Circle.  If you don’t have one yet, you can light candles to celebrate the support and love of your guardian angels who have passed on.  Or, you can surround yourself with photos of people who have loved and cherished you. . .or those you dream of drawing into your life.

This quote from The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett speaks of the magic of the night for me: 

It was time for the last ritual of Midsummer Eve:

floating wishes.

What will you wish for, Aliena?

Peace.

For all of you, I wish you peace.

If you’d like to learn about traditional Midsummer’s Eve and summer solstice celebrations, I recommend the blog Well Seasoned Woman from Sitka, Alaska.  The photos are gorgeous, and the information interesting.  And, the blogger is quite funny. 

 

We all need “protection circles” ~ to be surrounded by people who are there for us ~ to celebrate the good times and to weather stormy seas.

Yet, by definition, domestic violence is isolating.  We can become alienated from those who were once dear to us because we are ashamed about what’s happening behind closed doors or because a controlling person in our lives demands we cut our ties or is hyper-critical of our friends, family, or colleagues.

If, like me, you find your safety means relocating and joining an Address Confidentiality Program (ACP), you will have to create a new protection circle.  Today’s post is about how I did it.

On the four month anniversary of this web site being live, I also want to take a moment to honor the people nearest and dearest to me ~ to thank them for their support and friendship ~ to celebrate with them how far we’ve come on our journeys.

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Ricci is my rock.  I trust her with my life.  We have been friends for decades and call each other “sista.”  This photo was taken of us in 1992 when I thought I had the world by the tail.  I had just met a man who I believed was the love of my life.  Oh, happy days!

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This photo was taken at Ricci’s 50th birthday after-party.  Everybody called Ricci’s mother “Mama Glo.”  Her name was Gloria, and her dream was to be in the audience for a taping of the Oprah show.  Sadly, Mama Glo has passed, but Ricci, her sisters, and I are determined to honor Mama Glo’s memory by making it happen.  Mama Glo loved to joke that I was her ”woodpile baby.”

Ricci’s instincts are phenomenal.  She had radar for when the abuse was about to happen, and she’d call me.  “Are you OK?  You are on my mind.”  She helped me to know when it was time to head for my cousin’s mountain cabin ~ a place so isolated and remote that I have trouble finding it even though I’ve been there several times.

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My cousin has been protecting me since we were kids.  In this next photo taken at our grandfather’s farm, I’m nestled in her lap, and she’s got her arms circled around me.  I was safe.

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My cousin introduced me to her cousin-in-law Winnie, and she became my guardian angel.  I relocated to Washington State on Winnie’s birthday, and we celebrated her life with a memorial service.  This next photo is of Winnie (second from left), her soon-to-be husband Clair, and their friends from Alaska.

Winnie

My move to Washington was arduous ~ lots of thunderstorms and tornadoes ~ I was driving a rental truck and towing a car through the mountains ~ the car dolly tires had slow leaks and ultimately went flat about 100 miles from my destination.  I abandoned the rental truck in order to make Winnie’s memorial service on time.  Then, I spent my first night in my new apartment sleeping on the floor.  Except for my cousin, I didn’t know a soul.  I had to sever ties with everyone I knew except for my parents and Ricci.

But, because of this handsome prince of a man ~ Dutch ~ I had a lovely apartment waiting for me.  I found Dutch by getting lost trying to find the auto repair place that did a lousy job of fixing my car.  His mother had experienced dometic violence, and he has been a champion for me.  He’s helped me overcome many obstacles and has been a rock of support for 10 years.  He’s the best property manager on the planet.

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After I got the keys to my apartment, I went to Safeway to stock up.  I was out of cash and didn’t know if they’d cash my out-of-state check (pre-debit cards).  I didn’t have a credit card because using them is like leaving a trail of breadcrumbs for a stalker to follow.  I will never, ever forget Terri’s smiling face.  She welcomed me to Washington and figured out how to get me a Safeway card.  For ten years, I have cherished her generous heart and charming attitude.  She makes a difference in everyone’s life.

Terri

I was very guarded and shy.  It was extraordinarily difficult for me to trust strangers and make new friends.  But, Kathy Gill’s Southern charm embraced me.  She and her fiance Mike were my first Washington friends.  They are technological geniuses who are perpetually on the cutting edge, and they have enormous patience for my naivete.

 Mike & Kathy

Eve Ensler came to Seattle to work on her new play, and I was blessed to meet her.  She and her staff have been extraordinarily generous and supportive.  This photo from V-Day to the Tenth, I think, captures the essence of her brilliant spirit.

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The upside of being a newbie in an ACP is that I had lots of time to read and reflect.  I used the time to try to understand the dynamics of healthy relationships ~ how to establish and maintain them.  I volunteered for political campaigns, did the Artist’s Way, and went to writing seminars to meet new people and expand my horizons.  I hung out at the pool at my apartment complex and welcomed new neighbors.  It took me a very long time to get my sea legs.

One by one, my protection circle grew.  My new friends and colleagues are brilliant, warm, generous, funny, courageous, resourceful, empathetic, and charming.  All have tremendous integrity and wisdom.

The Russians. . .Elena, Galina, and Yury. . .on vacation. . .

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Carole May, web goddess and marine naturalist. . .doing what she does best. . .

Carole May

Karlyn, photography student. . .how about that self-portrait?

Karlyn

Fellow writer and advertising executive extraordinaire, Kiwi Mary (in blue). . .sending friendship and support each week over the Internet from New Zealand. . .

KiwiMary

My amazing hairdresser Raquel. . .

Raquel

Julie, paralegal and fellow Hillary Clinton fan. . .always smiling and sending e-mail messages that make me laugh. . .

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Sheila and Phillip. . .fabulous neighbors and fantastic friends. . .

Sheila and Phillip

And, m’dea sista, RitaAnita Linger. . .colleague and confidante. . .inspiring shining star. . .

I love you all and feel so grateful and blessed that you are a part of my life’s experience.

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