Chapter Twenty Eight An Opera in Three Acts But with Five Parts
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| . She would never be rewarded with arbitrary and capricious “powers” to deny visitation and all forms of contact with the minor children, let alone, be given any form of dictatorial powers over her ex – husband in any of his matters. The greatest nightmare Dr. Legion True feared and learned of 01 – 05 June 1988, from counselors with the Ames, Iowa Women’s Assault Center in breaking the silence of domestic violence in the first place came true with this ruling: that not only would Dr. Herod Edinsmaier deny and lie
but that those with the power to effect change would disbelieve, discount, dismiss and ultimately discredit Dr. Legion True and that Dr. Herod Edinsmaier, a moneyed doctor and, therefore, a ‘community pillar’ after the same fashion as judges and lawyers in communities are, through such passive – aggressive, narcissistic ease in giving perjured, unsubstantiated, undocumented, uncorroborated and unchallenged testimony, in denying and in the age – old ‘she’s just crazy, Your Honor’, would succeed in taking away her children whom she was trying to protect by finally ‘telling’. It is illegal, misogynistic and discriminatory because Judge Butcher rewarded Dr. Herod Edinsmaier for his perjured testimony: witness statements and exhibited documents from the counselor himself proved on 28 October 1992, that Dr. Herod Edinsmaier had lied repeatedly on 26 October 1992, about his and his family having received individual and family counseling. No woman would ever get away with the destruction and the child abuse, named as such and attested to by Ames child therapists, Mr. Keith Log, and Mr. Lance Rowe, on 27 August 1992, perpetrated by Dr. Herod Edinsmaier through his ‘employee’, Mr. Shindy Scheisser. Mr. Scheisser telephoned and faxed lies and the Truemaier Brothers’ names and minor ages into the Ames Tribune newspaper, owned then and now by the fired former NBC executive, Michael Gartner, on Monday, 24 September 1990, immediately after Dr. Herod Edinsmaier had won custody resulting in the first of numerous acts of estranging the Truemaier Brothers from their mother and their chosen community. Dr. Herod Edinsmaier and his current wife, Ms. Fannie McLive, subsequently disseminated copies of that article for months and months after its printing to the Truemaier Brothers’ school officials and to at least three of Dr. Legion True’s prospective professional veterinary employers to economically sabotage her, crippling her from ever acquiring positions capable of providing for either the Boys or for legal fees To Appeal and continue legal action to protect them. Again, the ruling of Judge Butcher never in any of its 26 pages even mentions this stunning evidence of heinous and immediate revenge, alienation, child abuse and economic sabotage done by a man who had (just) received a 1990 ruling … FAVORABLE … to him. In fact, in 26 pages, Judge Butcher does mention –– repeatedly and with great flourish and ‘itemization’ –– that as regards Dr. Herod Edinsmaier, he has only ever in all his years been nothing but stellar and exemplary; whereas in all her years, Dr. Legion True has been nothing but, in one word, evil. It is misogynistic and discriminatory because a man who had sought employment of a nature that was compatible with his ‘spending more time with his children’ would be lauded and honored as a true family man of the 90s yet Dr. Legion True is summarily chastised by Judge Butcher in these recessionary times of high unemployment for not only doing exactly that, that is, wanting to spend more time with the children, but for her being fortunate enough and blessed enough to have found paying work at all –– in the face of Dr. Herod Edinsmaier’s years of economic sabotage. It is misogynistic, discriminatory and child abusive because, sadly, nowhere does Judge Butcher describe the angst, depression and hopelessness easily and repeatedly ‘heard’ in the Truemaier Brothers’ journals, diaries and letters home to their mother: threats of suicide by two of them, months of pain and boredom and hunger and physical sickness, accusations and snide remarks hurled at them by both Dr. Herod Edinsmaier and the Appellee’s next wife, Ms. Fannie McLive, including statements repeatedly made to them that they, the Boys, were ‘feeding’ their mother’s mental illness by their wanting her to continue to fight for them and that they, the Boys and she, were the financial reason that there was now no money for their futures later including college. The last sentence, page 21, of the 21 September 1990, Judge Seizor ruling, “supplemented” with Judge Butcher’s 07 December 1992 opinion, states in essence that what Dr. Herod Edinsmaier has done since at least 21 September 1990 –– IF he were a woman –– would be “grounds ALONE sufficient to CHANGE custody” –– but SINCE he is not, and SINCE those acts are and were committed by him, a man, proven by his own perjured testimony to be as Ananias of the Book of Acts, Chapter Five, he is rewarded by Judge Butcher with grand and sweeping dictatorial oppression over his children and his ex – spouse, a woman, sentencing them all to no contact of any kind with each other throughout all of the Truemaier Brothers’ ENTIRE middle school and high school academic and athletic careers. This is nothing short of backlash, misogyny, discrimination, illegality and more. Respectfully affirmed and submitted” and I, ‘the Court’s’ and Dr. Herod Edinsmaier’s apparently cunty, blonde bitch, signed it with the 08 March 1993 date of the Planet’s International Women’s Day –– plus … notarization. Copies went out not only to Mother – Fucking Shindy Scheisser but to all of the Act Three / Part Four, that is, the Trial Three witnesses, to the Inequity in the Iowa Courts Task Force Chair who was another male Iowa district court judge named James R. Havercamp, the Iowa Attorney General, the United States Attorney General Designee who was, at the time, Janet Reno, to Hillary Rodham Clinton, to Tipper Gore, to Dan Rather of CBS News, to the producers of 60 Minutes and the Oprah Winfrey Show and to the editors of the Des Moines Register. Of the three major networks, Dan Rather’s CBS Evening News I had singled out because on the broadcast of Tuesday, 21 January 1992, when there had been a presentation “on custody wars and charges of child abuse pushed to the extreme” by then – CBS Reporter Erin Hayes. She had featured a losing mother from Alabama who one attorney interviewed by Ms. Hayes stated was representative of “over 100 similar cases” of which he himself knew. Reporter Hayes stated that, “Critics charge in county courthouses across the country, women are being punished severely for fighting judges when they believe their children are in danger.” And a psychiatrist on the piece stated, “It’s as if the messenger is the one that gets punished because the message they’re bringing is one that people don’t like to listen to and don’t like to believe.” The judge in this particular woman’s ‘case’ had given the woman’s daughter over solely to the custody of the violent father with the threat that if mother persisted in saying her ex – husband abused the child, then her “visitation rights” would disappear –– which is what happened. “Visitation rights” here, too, in her ‘case’ meant no greeting cards of any kind sent, no telephone calls and no mama going to the T – ball games … to just watch even. Living within the same town as her ex – husband and her child then, the woman started to picket and, with friends, became vocal in the community. Her own attorney then finished out the guests presented on the Eye On America segment with, “Judges who are used to people respecting their power get very angry and vindictive against mothers, especially if she is a poor, inarticulate mother who defies their power. ‘The issue’ in ‘the court’s’ mind was not whether this child was being abused by the father. ‘The issue’ in the judge’s [daMan’s] mind was the integrity of the judicial system: how was he [daMan] going to deal with a woman who refused to follow his [daMan’s] orders!” And Reporter Hayes clinched the feature with, of course, “The bigger tragedy though, many say, is that in trying to stop these controversial court battles by taking mothers out of their children’s lives, judges may be punishing the children as well.” Note CBS’s Hayes never said, “… by taking mothers or fathers out of their children’s lives …” And that, along with the perpetrator’s actual crimes against the children, has always been “the issue” –– gender discrimination and sperm exaltation. I received replies from none of these people or shows, not even a notice recognizing receipt of the materials which I had sent –– with the exception of the Oprah Winfrey Show. An acknowledgment did come to me from that woman’s producers; a mere postcard it was. Defiance is … The Standard Measure. * * * * The 07 December 1992 ruling by daMan required an appeal or Part Five –– which effectively went up, as it had done before with the first appeal or Part Three of The Opera’s Act Two, to the appellate – level echelon known as the Iowa Court of Appeals –– because of all of these reasons. And because of one more. Grace Portia, in the car ride back from the courthouse to Ames and our Teacup neighborhood that horrid wintry afternoon of the 09th, made me promise never to do Judge Butcher’s bidding on, at the very least, that one other account in his ruling. I promised both her and myself that I would not do what daMan had ordered me to do. I subsequently did not. And have steadfastly refused ever to do so –– and, of course, the Truemaier Brothers have become … well, what all living children go on to become without their mothers in their childhoods: the Boys have become … of adult and legal majority age. This is not the same at all … as being “grown up” nor is it the same at all as having become … “adults”. This defiance, pissing off now not only the kiddos’ fathers, their ex – husbands and daMan in general … but also judge after daJudge after daJudge by us mothers nationwide has become: The Standard. It has become Our Standard Measure of Things of Worth When Mother – Fucked. Bearing in mind the absence of a separate trial on my own Petition for Modification of Custody, the absence of the High Courtier’s taking into any consideration whatsoever in his [daMan’s] ruling the overwhelming preponderance of hard – copy “evidence” of Herry’s unaccountability, sexual addiction and physical, sexual and emotional abuse of all of the Boys as well as of me which I entered as “exhibits” and the absence, totally, of any witnesses including no experts brought forth by Mother – Fucking Scheisser to testify on behalf of Herry’s cause in this Trial Three / Part Four matter, pages 23 and 24 out of Judge Butcher’s hand stated, “Visitation between Legion and the boys will not resume until she does the following: 1) She must obtain psychiatric / psychological therapy and counseling. 2) This counseling shall be with a psychiatrist or psychologist who must be duly licensed to practice his or her profession in the State of Iowa. The psychiatrist or psychologist must be someone who has no prior knowledge of or association with Herod, Legion or the children. 3) Visitation between Legion and the boys shall not resume until in the opinion of her psychiatrist or psychologist visitation can occur in an atmosphere free from accusation, recrimination and deception. 4) Prior to the commencement of any such visitation, Legion must file an application with the Clerk of Storm County District Court seeking a hearing on her request that she be granted visitation. Until such time as Legion has met the foregoing requirements, the order of Judge Sol Wacotler Seizor of 21 September 1990, allowing Herod Edinsmaier to terminate visitation and the decision of the Iowa Court of Appeals affirming that order shall continue in force and effect.” What is this proclaimed and imposed “edict, dictum and judgment” then … effectively? What Judge Butcher, The Opera’s High Courtier, just stated and ordered in an American civil court of family law adjudication in the latest and last decade of the 20th Century was merely a reiteration of the High Aggrandizier’s or Judge Seizor’s. And, thus, the following: Physician – Pillar Herod Edinsmaier, my ex – husband, could –– if he liked –– continue to deny the ex – Cunt visitation and all contact with the Truemaier Boys IF he himself, IF he … the woman’s, the Boys’ mother’s former spouse by mawwiage … stated that he: 1) did not like who my therapist was, 2) did not approve of the design or plan for my mental counseling and therapy, 3) did not approve of how I went about obtaining the counseling or therapy, and 4) had decided, ‘in his estimation’, after I were to have taken on all of this accountability that indeed I had not met daJudge’s “foregoing requirements” by ‘his merely saying so’ to whatever judge presided ‘over’ / had dominion ‘over’ the ex – Cunt’s re‘application’ for visitation upon the alleged completion of this order. Exalted Herod Edinsmaier, daMan with domination over the woman in the pairing that used to be legally mawwied in a union with each other, COULD –– if he liked –– in the 20th and subsequent 21st Centuries … still … … inside the United States of America … … 5) UNconstitutionally hold us four –– Zane, Jesse, Mirzah and me –– hostage and continue his terrorizing and violence for all of those years and years and years to come and until he decided upon whatever plan or design for “a program of mental therapy” on the uppity, blondie ex – pussy suited him … daMan. Which would have, of course, never been at all –– any plan. Grace Portia, right off recognized that no plan would ever suit Herry –– unless, of course, it meant an expansion of the SpaChezResort Sixth Floor Hotel one with committal, perpetual shock – and drug – doping, total physical lockdown with isolation and eternal invisibility and disavowal. A plan wherein: I ceased to exist. To anyone, even to myself! How utterly and ultimately … mother – fucking. DaMan and daJudge together, daMan and all of daJudges together! It is obvious to us mothers … to us women: “justice’s” rulings are not about the (Exalted) Sperm Donor’s fitness to be father to minor children. Never. In these proceedings, it is never about him. It is only and all about us mothers’ fitness. Our fitness to … have power. Or not. Mehitable – fashion, Buddhists ‘defer to’ and (s)hell out homage to daMan who mother – fuckingly states to them, “The body of a woman is filthy, and not a vessel for the Law.” Hhmmm: Dr. Legion True is soooo not a “vessel” for any Law of the Land of Iowa, now is she, Jury?! daJudge twists she is not. daJudge tweaks for you, Iowans of the Jury and All Others. She, the Truemaier Boys’ mother, can never be, “I say so!,” any “vessel” owning power of the Law. Sexism: the Original Sin. And all during this length of time through which I was ordered to await “Herry Edinsmaier’s approval” upon anything, everything and, of course, eventually for me … upon squat, I was to pay him monthly for three children I could never even talk to … let alone, see, hear, smell or touch. I was to pay him monthly child support stipends even though Judge Butcher the High Courtier wrote on his last of those 26 pages of mother – fuck, “Herod’s earnings exceed those of Legion’s by nearly twenty – fold.” Even though, too, I had testified under affirmation of its veracity that I had simply stopped wasting my dime by calling out to Grubtrop. I had placed my last telephone call to Herry’s number there on Wednesday, 05 February 1992, since I was never granted a conversation with any one of my three kiddos anyhow. I could never get past the Sheriff of Nottingham nor Ms. Fannie Issicran McLive’s dementedly devoted implementation of her King’s folie à deux directives to forswear all knowledge of his ex – Cunt. My calls all went for naught. All of them. The Boys were never even told of the gazillions of times when the Bitchy Witch had tried to call them. And certainly never informed that I, in a telephone call in early December 1991, had asked for them to come visit me on their break. It was the winter holiday season after all –– a time off from school during which the Boys and I had not been together since December 1987! The few words of a response which that particular phone communication request to Herry through Ms. McLive, the King’s Interim Cunt, had produced from her only thus, “They most surely are not coming to your house for Christmas! You sure have a glorified sense of importance of yourself!” JYeah! Maybe I do! I am their ma! Years later I would learn that, although the Boys could not come to visit me then –– even though they had had the time off anyway, the Daddee had taken them all out of school a month after that very Winter Solstice … … and in late January 1992, flown them all off to Oxnard, California, to attend there the mawwying of a cousin Mirzah, Jesse and Zane barely even knew. But who, apparently to Herry – Daddee and his Interim Cunt bore and carried far more “glorified” importance and weight in my Boys’ lives –– plus, as well, warranted their all missing class days! A total of 27 more months were to pass by before I would even lift the receiver and attempt … once more … another telephone connection to Jesse, Mirzah or Zane inside West Virginia. Instead and again: I merely wrapped up –– and rocked. With the notice of appeal document filed then, also pro se, I set about trying to raise the amount of money from Adam and Abraham and László that this particular judge’s court reporter stated would be the estimated fee for the five days of Trial Number Three’s transcripts –– and, of course, I, the appellant in Appeal Two or Part Five of the Opera, was liable for the securing of and payment on the 21 copies of the entire transcript required by the Iowa Code. One copy came back to me, one went to the appellee or Herry for which I had to pay too, of course, and 19 further copies accompanied the other sets of 19 copies of documents that were filed in the State of Iowa’s Clerk of Court’s office. So massive an undertaking were all of these sets of documents that I required numerous cardboard boxes in which usually arrive new reams of an office’s copier paper, the help of my girlfriend, Teri Lynn who to this day commutes in from Goodair County to work in Des Moines, and a flatbed hand truck to cart all of this mother – fuck into the Capitol from Ol’ Black backed up to that allegedly austere building’s loading dock. The man who typed it all up from those court – reported tapes of 22 – keyed, gobbledygookish mumbo jumbo told me initially that he needed a thousand dollars before he would ‘be able’ to type Word One of Day One of Trial Three. When I secured that amount … and showed up with it all … just moments before his arbitrary deadline for this task, he suddenly then … set a different amount. He ‘unexpectedly needed’, instead, he claimed … … another couple thousand! One notices that the folks I borrowed from were all … male. Only those of my numerous friends are the ones with chunks of money huge enough to lend. Even today, years later, most certainly true this still is. When an ally loans me $5, that is truly lovely –– but that amount from one hundred of my closest friends will not buy me an appeal –– not from even just a civil county court decree. If one hundred girlfriends loaned me $10 each, that would not do it either. This second appeal would go on to cost me, without $1 of its total given over to any professional attorney to litigate, on my employing behalf, one iota of any part of this appeal, a vastly conservative estimate of around … $8,000.00! That amount, I am stating, was required for only the appeal and for only the appeal, Part Five of Act Three, done –– all of it, that is … pro se! And women, who are most of my friends, just do not ever have this kind of money themselves, let alone, have it with the capability of forking it over indefinitely to others … like to me! At this cautious guess then of 8K overall, why, 100 of my nearest and dearest would have had to hand over $80 each … without so much as a date of when, and only a promise that, they would ever be seeing it back in their own pockets. Women routinely, that is day – to – day, do not have these amounts to loan and, likewise, this is the very same reason that, in this United States’ “justice” system, wholly wronged women cannot … even appeal! Hence, … our second scream! So I went begging to the few men in my life. Borrowed from them each … big – time! And filed. But not until after that recorder [daMan] had raised his ‘unexpectedly needed’ amount … yet a third time! Judge Harley Butcher’s man just kept raising it and upping it; and I know he thought he had stopped the Blonde Bitch with his third, precipitant hike. Upwards as it was by this third increase of the Iowa Code’s permitted allotment that year of the highest outer limit for charging litigants for typed pages: that is, daJudge’s own man’s fee abruptly became $4.00 per page! Five days of trial at 4 bucks a pop per sheet of it?!! But daMan had not stopped me. Everyone needs the kind of friends … I am privileged to call mine! When visibly handed its complete amount … $4,125.00 … the recorder no longer had an excuse either. DaMan had to … finally … get started typing up five days’ worth of testimony after all. And whilst he set about doing so, he did so none too swiftly whatsoever. I had to call and to call and to prod and to remind him of my deadline dates and to extract out of him promise after avowal after promise after avowal that, indeed, he would have the third trial’s transcript and its 20 other copies completed within the time frame by when Appellant True needed them all to be done. After all, daMan had, in his hot typing hands, not just an installment or some of it –– but all of the money. And I wanted the completed product for which I had so dearly borrowed –– and paid daMan in full. My entire payment to him, I believed, entitled me to a product that was one of service as well. My met obligation meant to me that that recorder have back to me a completed and correct transcript with appropriate copies in a timely manner! Meanwhile back in my own life, I am some nights and every single Saturday and Sunday, 6 a.m. to 2 p.m., at the supermarket delicatessen with its breakfast grill … my accompanying there plucky Gert and others far more punkish in their late teens and early 20s, the student – employees all widely yawning at those earliest of weekend working hours far more than Gert and I. As well as ¾ – time days at the Forestry Department with ¼ – time additionally, there now, even more fully devoted than ever before, also some nights and on weekend evenings, over to finalizing the Third International Agroforestry Conference plans –– and about which not only were the professors excited but so was I. Very much so. Just as the Forestry Department’s Annual Wild Game Banquet approached in early March, an event the students and I both especially loved planning and during which awards for the previous year’s accomplishments are given out, the Sunday Des Moines Register led Valentine’s Day that year, 1993, on its opinion page with an incredibly disturbing headlining editorial … entitled as it was: “Equality not always present in Iowa courts: A biased judicial system cannot adequately dispense justice.”
I utterly loathe the writings and speeches wherein we DEhumans are continuously and as “just a matter of fact” – like pointed out and specifically delineated as “the Other”, as “the (AB)normal,” as “the Less Than Usual Standard Measure of.” This is sooooo the case when writers and speakers preface nouns with the adjective “female” or “woman” as in the two – word phrases “female farmer” or “woman athlete” or “female researcher” or “woman lawyer.” Nevertheless, the editorial opinion of the Register ran with that very phrasing, of course, “Put yourself in the place of ‘a woman lawyer’ seeking nomination for a judgeship in Iowa, only to be told that you are too ‘nice’ to be a judge. Or put yourself in the place of a black woman seeking a job with a law firm, only to be told that you would have a tough time finding a job in certain parts of Iowa, and to be later asked if you would be interested in a nanny position for the person conducting the job interview. Now consider the case of one Iowa woman involved in a divorce, who said that ‘The judge leaned across and pointed his finger, asking how I thought I could ever possibly share joint custody with my ex – husband when I couldn’t make the marriage work. He was holding only me responsible even though there were two people involved, not just one.’ Or consider that, if you are a black person or a member of another ethnic minority, your chances of receiving harsher treatment from the Iowa criminal justice system are quantifiably higher than if you are a white. Now consider this: Can a judicial system that is biased, even if marginally so, against women and minorities adequately dispense justice? If you are a woman or minority standing before such a bar, can you have a high level of faith in the credibility of the decisions handed down? Fortunately for all Iowans, those kinds of questions are being asked at the pinnacle of the state’s court system. Two years ago the Iowa Supreme Court formed a Task Force to consider thoroughly the issue of equality in the state courts. It was a bold move, not so much in terms of setting any precedents –– at that time more than 30 other states already had examined the issue in their courts –– but because it represented a challenge to the conventional, but in many ways biased, judicial system. The 312 – plus page report issued by the Equality in the Courts Task Force last week is broad in its scope and eminently fair, its recommendations cautiously drawn. Task Force chairman James R. Havercamp of Davenport, chief judge of the Seventh Judicial District, took pains to emphasize the report’s finding that most persons involved in the court system see it as fair and that most attorneys and judges rarely if ever engage in biased conduct. But he also made it clear that while a court system may never be perfect, Iowa’s courts have not yet reached the ideal. Says the report, ‘There is no question but that some quantum of gender and race bias exists.’ It exists in three ways, says the report: 1) Women and minorities are underrepresented in important sectors of the legal profession and the courts; 2) a majority of women and minorities report they experience bias in the system; and 3) gender and race bias may adversely affect the interests of certain classes of litigants involved in everything from domestic relations to criminal justice. What should be done? The Task Force offers page after page of recommendations. Some –– particularly in the area of judicial appointments –– are, frankly, timid. It is not enough just to encourage that more women and minorities be appointed to judicial positions. Other recommendations, however, are specific and more far – reaching. They include proposals that all Iowa attorneys and judges complete continuing legal education relating to gender and race bias; that the Supreme Court adopt policies making judges and lawyers more aware of the value of the services of women as wives, mothers, and homemakers in relation to the division of assets in the awarding of family support and alimony; that in matters of temporary child custody the system be more open; that there be better record – keeping of charges filed and the gender and race of alleged perpetrators; and that ‘the present and future court system database should be monitored periodically, and patterns of racially associated disparities noted, publicly disseminated and specifically brought to the attention of districts where disparities occur.’ Finally, the Task Force recommends the creation of a follow – up group to ensure that education programs continue, to monitor progress and identify new problem areas. Some Task Force members, in discussing the report with Register editors and reporters last week, candidly alluded to differences among them. But there also seemed to be a very high level of mutual respect and, just as important, a willingness to listen, to study and to accept the need for change. The Task Force report notes that ‘more work and understanding can make a difference.’ If the report is accepted by the legal community in the spirit in which it has been presented, it not only can make a difference, it will.” Blah, blah, blah and yada, yada, yada. “More education, willingness, change.” “It will make a difference.” These are bullshit, feel – good phrases of more mother – fuck! I have repeatedly said we all, to effect change, only need two, frickin’ really, really cheeeeap tools; and because we have all known since we were frickin’ eight years of age what |