COVENS, COURTS & CUSTODY

Introduction from the book, "Covens, Courts and Custody"

"This was not a reality that I had an awareness of, when I set out to tell my story — one so exceptional (or so I thought), that it just HAD to be told. It's got deceit without bounds, betrayal at depths that were leagues beyond anything I could have ever imagined, and that could rival even the tragic tales of antiquity. 

We’re talking witchcraft, crooked judges, lawfare campaigns spanning years, one false allegation after another and sometimes dozens all at once, designed to bring me to ruin and alter my relationships with my children.

This story contains insidious conspiracies, organizational and institutional corruption, and lies that would take on such a life of their own, that they seemed to wield a collective influence and power, as if embodied by some sort of egregore or dark spirit. 

“Whoa there,” you may be saying. I get that. I came out of the gate pretty quick here, didn’t I?

It would be fair enough at this point, to dismiss this as over-the-top hyperbole and superstitious rhetoric, or more charitably, some kind of exaggerated emotional account, heavily influenced by the subjective lens, but I promise, I will be bringing evidence along that has the potential to shatter your worldview, much like it has my own. 

Put the spiritual postulations completely to the side if you’d like and this is still one hell of a tale: part real-life, true crime, tell-all, part institutional expose and cultural indictment. 

This is the kind of story that compelled a guy like me, who has never had any aspirations of putting pen to paper like this, to write a book. As I lived the experiences that I’m now writing about, events that seemed to be falling off the pages of some cosmic script (or out of a horror film), I found myself uttering phrases like, “this is so insane, you couldn’t make this up if you tried."  And then the lightbulb moment: “This needs to be a book…I need to write that book!” 

Being compelled though, didn’t even get my boots tied, when it came to embarking on the journey that I would need to, if I really wanted to tell this story. It wasn’t until I began speaking openly with other men, first with those in my immediate sphere, and then online here and there, and then with more consistency as I began putting out some videos on the internet — an exploratory, sort of dipping of my toes into the world of sharing experience through content, that I would realize that my story (as absolutely insane and compelling as it is), was far, so far in fact, from being unique. 

I began reading the messages, and hearing the testimonies from scores of men — harrowing tales, from across the Western world, of false allegations, parental alienation, organizations working directly against them, and a legal system seemingly more concerned with yielding capitulation and revenue, than truth or justice.  

The unmitigated havoc brought on by false allegations affected these men’s psyches, their physical health, their livelihoods and finances, all while their lives were being turned upside down in some of the most significant possible ways — marriages dissolving in real time, relationships with their children altered, threatened, or in some cases even stripped from them entirely. Every bit of stability, pulled out like a rug from underneath them. The combination of forces bearing down on these men: losing everything, while simultaneously being thrown into arenas where they would now have to defend the truth, their rights, and sometimes their freedom, in a kind of onslaught that pushes the bounds of resiliency to the absolute brink. 

As if holding a mirror to my own experience, I saw men who, even after showing allegations against them to be false, using all requisite burdens of proof to exculpate themselves, found no recompense whatsoever for the many thousands of dollars, the lost time, and the utter devastation that had been brought into their lives. In all of these cases, including my own, where the lies were proven to be lies, the perpetrators of false allegations were never punished or held accountable in any meaningful way, despite the significant damages caused by their actions. 

An eerie resonance took hold, as the uncanniness of these accounts came into focus.

Being merely compelled to speak openly about my own story, gave way to a real calling to do so. There weren’t just common threads between these men’s stories and my own — there was an entire latticework of similarities. It was clear that something was going on here, something that looked a lot like a cultural phenomenon, and maybe even something darker. 

The names, places, and intricate details, of all of these accounts are different, but strip away the particulars and you’re left with commonalities that are just too glaring to be ignored or explained away by chance. 

So what is going on here? 

I’m not going to give you an answer, or at least not what I think the answer is, not yet. I want you to see what conclusions you arrive to…or maybe even what conclusions arrive to you, as you turn these pages.". 

Men, fathers especially, are under attack in our culture. The level to which the ideologies that wage this war have become embedded within many seemingly benign organizations, should concern you. 

I make these claims not from a particularly subjective or belief centered vantage, or exclusively from anecdotes collected from my "lived experience.” The basis for my assertions come from documented facts and evidence, which I will present in this open letter/video.

Florence Crittenton is a well loved and highly respected institution— a beacon of hope in our community.

For this reason, I understand that bringing to light any deceit or hidden agendas underneath this organization's flowery mission statements, will bring some level of scrutiny and immediate disbelief for many, and will possibly create the conditions for full-on cognitive dissonance for others. 

I challenge you to push past some of those initial, innate responses, and take an honest, objective look at the evidence that I'm presenting here, which I have gone to great lengths to compile and present. 

The war that has been waged on me, as a man, as a father, as egregious and undue as it has been, and that has affected and altered my relationships with my children, is not an isolated tale.  

There is a sickness--a cultural, and ultimately spiritual malady at work, that seeks to destroy men and families while often times presenting inverse intentions, and that has insidiously crept into institutions across the Western world.  

Despite the scores of men and fathers forced into battle with these institutions and the dark but well masked ideologies that they operate under, there is, under the code of modernity, under the spell of the cultural orthodoxy, a concerted and persistent effort to keep some rather large and otherwise salient truths from seeing the light of day. 

This is to say, my story is not all that unique.

This is exactly the source of my conviction in telling it. 

This is an open letter  in video form, about my experiences with Florence Crittenton. It's intended for the local audience, my community.  However, for the reasons that I've touched on, what I'm sharing here, may have a reach that extends beyond any particular principality.

This is a long presentation. This deeper dive approach is neccessary here, to provide a full accounting of my claims, and more importantly, to make room for the corresponding evidence. 

Because this thing is long, I've broken it into 10 parts, which you can watch on by navigating to the tab on this site labeled "Florence Crittenton."  Or you can watch below in it's entirety. 

"Take no part in the unfruitful works of darkness, but instead expose them."

Ephesians 5:11