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The happiest Luke and I could ever be was simply when we were together. Luke loved his daddy, daddy loved Luke just as much. By the end the only time Luke and daddy got to spend together was a two hour department of child safety visit once a week. That was all the time luke had to love daddy, and all the time daddy had to love Lukey. This decision was questioned by me 3 days before Luke copped his fatal blow to the head which fractured his skull.

I pointed out to the "reunification" team leader that other people got longer visits after 3 weeks, and I had been on two hour visits for six months. She stated flatly that was other people, not me. I was not to have longer visits with Luke, which meant I was nowhere nearer to getting my son back. Who can make this decision? One bitch with all the power at the department of child safety. And when I tried to argue the point, argue not just for my but for my boy, she said that department of child safety old favourite cliche... We're not getting anywhere here, we are just going around in circles. Oh, and yes you raised your voice, so the meeting is over. I didn't even get to raise my concerns about Luke being in that foster home with a 74 year old woman and three older children who were constantly bullying my baby. When I get angry I raise my voice. When those child safety banshees get angry they take your child. Then they lie and cheat to cover it up. I tried to hard to get my son back. All of my counsellors were the head of each department and they all met Luke and saw how I was with him. I have fought too hard, tried too hard, for this to be covered up. I am coming to put an end to this deceipt, corruption and mistreatment of families by this joke of a department. Luke is not coming back, but he is making a comeback and I will see to it in honour of the memory of my son that these parasites of the unfortunates, the upper hiearchy of the department of child safety get what is coming to them. Justice, coming straight from the little ones they are killing. I have endless amounts of fury after what these bitches did to my son, not to mention the way I have been treated. Forced to watch my son abused by his mother, do you know what it is like to have a department of child safety woman laugh at you when you tell her the mother of your child has burnt him with a cigarette. Taunting me... Can you prove it?
Yes I can, I have photographs.
Huh, do you know what date it is?
Well as a matter of fact I do. He still had the burn on his head when I called the police the time she sat and watched while my one year old baby poured the can of bourbon and coke all over his head, mouth, body and sat in a pool of bourbon. I could take no more. Especially after the cigarette burn incident.
But wait, do you have witnesses to the cigarette burn.
Yes I do.
The mother was allowed to get away with absolutely anything and I was never given up proper chance to give my son a proper chance. A chance to grow up with only love, not neglect and abuse.
The department of child safety didn't care a bit about my son. They treated it like some game, that they always win, so even when they kill a child, they aren't even worried. Well this is my son you killed you child murderers. And he is one of Gods children. I prayed for him for 20 years and wo betide the the people responsible for his death, or anyone who should try to cover it up, department of child safety, police force or the Cairns Post.
I am righteous, I have never been more righteous. I have never felt so much love for another person, and you ripped that from me, and then insult me. Try and cover up what you have done, but judges arent judges because they are there for looks. Any fool can see what has gone on here. You dont like me, so you took it out on my son. You would rather have him with a child abuser than a father who loves him.
You may have hated me, but let me tell you now. You don't know the meaning of hatred. I have a volcano exploding hatred inside of me, enough to burn your department to the ground. I will gladly tie a piece of rope to my arm, with the other end of the rope attached to a department of child safety man hater, with a knife each, like days of old, and fight to the death. I would walk ten paces back to back with a gun each, but the way child safety operates, they would be turning around at the fifth pace and shooting me in the back and laughing about it.

So... I guess I am lucky that you get to choose the weapon for battle. An honest intelligent judge and a courtroom, and a good solicitor on my side. Someone who is a professional at exposing lies and liars like the high and mighty man haters at the department of child safety. Bring it on bitches.
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NY Times, Dec. 4 2011
Colin Huggins was there with his baby grand, the one he wheels into Washington Square Park for his al fresco concerts. So were Tic and Tac, a street-performing duo, who held court in the fountain — dry for the winter. And Joe Mangrum was pouring his elaborate sand paintings on the ground near the Washington Arch.

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Kareem Barnes of Tic and Tac collected donations on Sunday.
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Joe Mangrum showed his sand paintings on Sunday.
In other words, it was a typical Sunday afternoon in the Greenwich Village park, where generations of visitors have mingled with musicians, artists, activists, poets and buskers.

Yet this fall, that urban harmony has grown dissonant as the city’s parks department has slapped summonses on the four men and other performers who put out hats or buckets, for vending in an unauthorized location — specifically, within 50 feet of a monument.

The department’s rule, one of many put in place a year ago, was intended to control commerce in the busiest parks. Under the city’s definition, vending covers not only those peddling photographs and ankle bracelets, but also performers who solicit donations.

The rule attracted little notice at first. But the enforcement in Washington Square Park in the past two months has generated summonses ranging from $250 to $1,000. And it has started a debate about the rights of parkgoers seeking refuge from the bustle of the streets versus those looking for entertainment.

At a news conference in the park on Sunday organized by NYC Park Advocates, the artists waved fistfuls of pink summonses while their advocates, including civil rights lawyers, called on the city to stop what they called harassment of the performers.

“This is a heavy-handed solution to a nonexistent problem,” said Ronald L. Kuby, one of the lawyers.

The rule is especially problematic in Washington Square Park, performers say, because there are few locations across its 10 acres that are beyond 50 feet from a memorial or fountain — whether the bust of Alexander Lyman Holley, who introduced the Bessemer steel process to this country, or the statue of the Italian liberator Giuseppe Garibaldi.

Then there is the park’s international reputation as a gathering place for folk music pioneers and the Beats.

“Washington Square is the live-music park of New York City, and it would be close to impossible for any one of us to follow these regulations,” said Mr. Huggins, who has received nine summonses with fines totaling $2,250.

But Adrian Benepe, the parks commissioner, argues that there is ample room for performers away from the monuments. And, he added, a musician who is not putting out a tin cup is welcome to sit on the edge of the fountain or under a monument.

“It’s the whole issue of the ‘tragedy of the commons,’ ” he said. “If you allow all the performers and all the vendors to do whatever they want to do, pretty soon there’s no park left for people who want to use them for quiet enjoyment. This is a way of having some control and not 18 hours of carnival-like atmosphere.”

Gary Behrens, an amateur photographer visiting from New Jersey, applauded the city’s efforts to rein in the performers. “I’m O.K. with the guitar, but the loud instruments have taken over the park,” he said.

The lawyers and advocates, however, challenged the idea that street performers were selling a product as a vendor does. And threatening a lawsuit, they faulted the city for creating what they called “First Amendment zones” through the rules.

“Is this place zany?” asked Norman Siegel, the former director of the New York Civil Liberties Union. “You bet. Public parks are quintessential public forums. Zaniness is something we should cherish and protect.”

Park visitation has soared along with the rise of tourism in the last 15 years, and with it vendors and artists interested in a lucrative market.

Mr. Benepe insisted that the rules would not scare off future music legends.

“If Bob Dylan wanted to come play there tomorrow, he could,” he said, “although he might have to move away from the fountain.”

Oddly, the dispute coincided with the 50th anniversary of the so-called Folk Riot in Washington Square Park, when the parks commissioner tried to squelch Sunday folk performances. Hundreds of musicians gathered in protest, the police were called in and a melee ensued.

In April, Mayor Michael R. Bloomberg wrote a letter commemorating the Folk Riot, saying he applauded “the folk performers who changed music, our city and our world beginning half a century ago.”