Couple Ordered to Pay Surrogate Mother for Child They Won't See
Good morning, Vietnam!
Newsflash: Child Protective Services (CPS) and the Child Support Agency (CSA) does more harm than good because it is corrupt. This bitter story out of the UK, simply reminded me of the late U.S Senator Nancy Schaefer (RIP). Schaefer publicly denounced CPS and spoke out about injustices such as this in her investigations before being shot and killed - and no, I don't accept the final police report. In this case, midway through the pregnancy the surrogate mother decided to keep the baby while asking for more money than previously agreed upon between the parties. The married couple (pictured on right) whose names have not been released to protect the child's identity; have since been ordered by CSA to pay child support to the surrogate mother.
Click here for full story by Louise Eccles courtesy of MailOnline:
Child custody: Couple ordered to pay surrogate mother monthly for baby they won't meet | Mail Online
View Sen. Nancy Schaefer on CPS Investigations:
View Sen. Nancy Schaefer on CPS Investigations:
Turning Down A Job?
Despite the promising pulse recently discovered in the U.S job market; it remains a murmur. Overall, Americans are relieved. Yet, for citizens surviving at or just above the poverty line (a.k.a middle-class); seemingly, turning down a job offer in today's economy equates financial suicide. Only a fool would shoot themselves in the foot, right? On the contrary, I'm not blogging about the weakened U.S. economy. Sorry, if I misled you. It wasn't intentional. Yet, my concern today is a matter of principle. Would you turn down a job interview or offer if it went against your principles?
Looking for a job is a job. And my morning was the start of a typical job hunter's day when by high noon I found myself sitting in a hot car, parked outside the local Dollar General, contemplating my sanity. I'd already cast my resume and something had taken the bait! My line rang and it was a corporate shark on the other end. She was from that company hiring part-time Study Participants. I listened intently as she ran off the job details and turned out it I was to be conducting a "study" on smokers and "participating" in the product placement of tobacco products for a major tobacco corporation. It was like watching a bad car accident in slow-mo as I went from autopilot to cheerful to ambivalent in all of 60 seconds. As my enthusiasm waned with every word so did my attention span as my mind reeled with the phantoms of loved ones lost to smoking related disease. "I would like to bring you in for an interview," she rambled on. I was lost for words. "Would you be interested Ma'am... Ma'am?" My conscious jolted and I blurted, "I'm sorry but I must respectfully decline. Thank you."
Suddenly, I realized I had done something either profoundly foolish or virtuous. Feeling a strange mixture of liberation and shame; I actually glanced about so see if anyone had noticed my faux pas. What to say for humility? How dare a commoner such as myself turn my nose up at "the man" who signs my checks? I fought those irrelevant systematic thoughts and it didn't take long for me to get over my alleged case of temporary insanity lol. To thine own self be true and as an ex-smoker I am proud of standing up for what I believe in. On to the next one. Luckily, I have but one mouth to feed and that is my own; else making such a decision would have been torturous. Yet, does that fact give me the right to be a martyr? From turning down a part-time gig to refusing to smudge the audit for Bernie Madoff, do our fundamental beliefs give us the right to sacrifice food on the table and unpaid bills? Especially, when there is children involved. When conviction is becoming an eviction should one draw the line? Or should we stand by our fundamental principles at all cost?
Looking for a job is a job. And my morning was the start of a typical job hunter's day when by high noon I found myself sitting in a hot car, parked outside the local Dollar General, contemplating my sanity. I'd already cast my resume and something had taken the bait! My line rang and it was a corporate shark on the other end. She was from that company hiring part-time Study Participants. I listened intently as she ran off the job details and turned out it I was to be conducting a "study" on smokers and "participating" in the product placement of tobacco products for a major tobacco corporation. It was like watching a bad car accident in slow-mo as I went from autopilot to cheerful to ambivalent in all of 60 seconds. As my enthusiasm waned with every word so did my attention span as my mind reeled with the phantoms of loved ones lost to smoking related disease. "I would like to bring you in for an interview," she rambled on. I was lost for words. "Would you be interested Ma'am... Ma'am?" My conscious jolted and I blurted, "I'm sorry but I must respectfully decline. Thank you."
Suddenly, I realized I had done something either profoundly foolish or virtuous. Feeling a strange mixture of liberation and shame; I actually glanced about so see if anyone had noticed my faux pas. What to say for humility? How dare a commoner such as myself turn my nose up at "the man" who signs my checks? I fought those irrelevant systematic thoughts and it didn't take long for me to get over my alleged case of temporary insanity lol. To thine own self be true and as an ex-smoker I am proud of standing up for what I believe in. On to the next one. Luckily, I have but one mouth to feed and that is my own; else making such a decision would have been torturous. Yet, does that fact give me the right to be a martyr? From turning down a part-time gig to refusing to smudge the audit for Bernie Madoff, do our fundamental beliefs give us the right to sacrifice food on the table and unpaid bills? Especially, when there is children involved. When conviction is becoming an eviction should one draw the line? Or should we stand by our fundamental principles at all cost?
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