From #BethlehemBuffalo to Baltimore MD

During the month of December, 2014, I had a plan in place.  I was enrolled in a program which helped with financial aid to go back to college and finish my degree.  My appointment was on January 15th.  Life had never been better.

January 12th of 2015, I was in a severe car accident, which resulted in the temporary loss of my car.  As of today, my car is STILL in the repair shop.  Yes, that’s correct… One hundred and seven days without a vehicle, and counting.  Over the course of those 107 days, my life has been chaotic, and that’s putting it mildly.  From deaths in the family, to friends giving birth, new doctors, surgeons, lawyers, lawsuits, settlements, school, college, concerns for my son’s health, the ups and downs of a typical relationship…  In a nut shell, my life has been anything BUT quiet.

The one thing that has remained consistent over the course of these 107 days, is the nightly news.  Every night, there is at least one breaking news story aimed at defaming a police department, be it local or across the nation.  Having gone to college for criminal justice, I hope you can understand that this literally makes me sick.  Yes, writing is ONE passion of mine, but criminal justice has always been in the forefront.  It disgusts me to hear such things about our police officers, but what’s worse is that sometimes these nasty things are true.

A few days ago, my local police department was being slammed on social media for being a bunch of savage murderers with a license to kill.  What happened was, a herd of bison escaped from a farm a few counties away.  Those bison made their way from the farm, through a couple of counties, across the Hudson river, into our county.  The local and state police tracked the herd for 8 hours, making sure the public was safe.  These were wild bison, charging anyone or anything that got close to them.  Once the afternoon had begun, and the school was beginning to dismiss students, it was ultimately decided that the bison were a threat to public safety.  They were shot and killed.  Well, OMG!  Those bastards!!  Why couldn’t they coax a herd of 15 wild bison onto a heavy duty trailer and haul them to safety?  I’m sure if they knew there were cookies involved, these wild, angry, 1,100lb beasts would’ve fully complied.  Anyway… as I was scrolling through my newsfeed on Facebook, I couldn’t believe the names our officers were being called.  Instead of a “Thanks for keeping us all safe” there were way too many UNEDUCATED people criticizing the same organization that keeps them safe, day after day.  Now, had the police not acted when they did, the wild bison would have eventually killed a citizen and then they’d be bashed for NOT killing the animals right from the start.  Police officers have an extremely difficult job to do.  Add to that, the fact that they have to please numerous different opinionated people. I don’t envy police officers today…  They definitely don’t have it easy.

While attending community college, I learned that despite my good intentions (and those of every other individual interested in law enforcement), our criminal justice system is far too corrupt.  It’s been said that one person can make all the difference.  I don’t believe that’s true in this case.  My opinion?   It has to be a collaborate, nationwide effort involving colleges, police departments, correctional facilities, counselors, court systems and congress to name just a few. BUT… this is where I come in.  Someone has to get the ball rolling, correct?  Even if I’m not a part of the reconstruction process, I can certainly get the right people involved who can get things off the ground. We have to start somewhere!!  Education has to be a priority.  If Obama can mandate health insurance (with good intentions of course) why not mandate education?  Perhaps if that were the case, we wouldn’t have a city like Baltimore burning itself to the ground.  What exactly are they going to gain by destroying their city and killing off their police department?  Well, they haven’t thought that far ahead because they aren’t educated to do so!!  They’re angry, and maybe rightly so, but what the hell is all of this violence going to get them?  And although I haven’t read or heard the quote directly (yet), it certainly doesn’t help to have a mayor encouraging such ignorant, barbaric behavior!

I don’t know all the details/facts pertaining to Baltimore, but… did the officer(s) know that there was a history of mental illness, or health conditions?  Probably not.  So, let’s start by educating officers AND the general public. Once that’s established, why not actually TRY to reform and rehabilitate prisoners?  Why in this day and age is it so difficult to weed out the good from the bad?  Well, because everyone has rights.  If someone feels their rights have been violated, they file a lawsuit, clogging up our judicial systems even further.

I think Obama was absolutely right about one thing… It’s time for some serious change in this great nation.  Now we just have to start making those changes. Who’s game?


Peace, love and happiness ALWAYS,



Something’s gotta give…

My mood is good, but I need change.  So, instead of writing, I’ve gone to my mother’s house and retrieved all of my books that I have collected over the years.  Books that inspire me, books that teach me, books that make me feel good.  I’m going to go through them all one by one, and pick out the one that screams at me.  I know it’s in there.  So, maybe I’ll take a day or two off from blogging, and just be in the moment.  I want to enjoy what little time I have left with my son home from school.  I am one mom who will not be doing “The Back To School Happy Dance” this year.  We have made so much progress, I’m afraid that going to school will cause some major regression.  I wish I knew more about home schooling, or not schooling at all and letting my son learn through living.  I hate sending him off to school, like a sheep, because society says that’s what’s best for my son.  Well, unless or until I do my research and find out what exactly I have to do to be able to allow my son to learn the way I want him to, I’ll send him to school with a heavy heart, and write in his journal my intentions.  Maybe one day he’ll forgive me for sending him to such a nasty place.  However, because I’m not educated on what my rights are as his parent, I’m not willing to jeopardize the custody I have of him.  The last thing I need is a social worker telling me I’m neglecting him by keeping him out of school, when all I’d be trying to do is let him learn through hands on experience.  An A in any class doesn’t determine his worth.  Nor does it determine what he’s going to grow up and be interested in.  He’s expressed so many things he wants to do as he gets older.  I just told him the other day… he’s going to be 16 before he knows it.  I’m not going out to buy him his first car.  I may pitch in half, but absolutely refuse to buy it outright for him.  So, now every dollar he has goes right into his savings account.  He knows I’m not joking.  It’s nice to see him being responsible.  It’s funny… his birthday is coming up (October) and he only asked for one thing, which I already got him.  In all the years his father and I have been separated and divorced, no one from his side has ever reached out, sent a card or a present, etc.  I wonder how many Toy’s R US cards my 12 year old is going to receive this year at some point, to make up for missing his birthday.  These people don’t even know my son.  If they did, they’d know that any and all Toys R Us cards are given to my neighbor who has a 3 year old.  So sad…  I even sent all of my contact info to his aunt (his father’s sister) with no response.  Awesome.  Let’s hurt the kids because some of the adults are immature assholes. 

Anyway… I’m going to jump off the computer and go find that book.  Ryan is in good spirits today, so I have little to worry about.  He’s excited to meet the new doctor (as am I) and that’s just awesome.  I think this doctor is going to do wonders for Ryan, as he admitted that he also suffers from extreme anxiety.  So, cross your fingers and keep us in your prayers.  Until next time…

~Kate…one eager for change, Kate.