One of my first blogs, Abandoning your Baby: It's such a simple thing to do, was about California's godfather of baby dumping., LA County Supervisor, Don Knabe. Supervisor Knabe had complained to the press that not enough mothers were anonymously dropping off newborns at their neighborhood fire stations.. "It;'s such a simple thing to do," he bemoaned. Nothing has changed. The other day .Missouri politicians, complained that something had to be done to save more 'newborns" (the state's "safe haven law" has two tiers so babies up to a year old can be dumped with different parental "legal defenses.") The solution to this dire non-problem, according to them and their busybody counterparts in "children's services," is to cook the books...er... extend the age limit that infants can be "legally" abandoned without question. Of course, any reasonable person--or government--would be happy that scads of infants aren't littering the streets, yards, ponds, and dumpsters of the state, but that's not how bureaucrats think. Nature abhors a vacuum.
On the upside, since I started blogging, Maine and Rhode Island have unsealed records (though we're not happy with the age limit in the latter), and we currently have a clean bill waiting in the Oklahoma Senate after unanimous passage in the House. Other states are making strides and holding the line.
Over the last seven years the adopta blogosphere has blossomed and become a mainstream political and personal voice for bastards, first parents, and bastard-friendly adoptive parents and professionals where none existed before, except in limited spaces. (Not to count the equal growth of syrupy boo-boo-baybee blogs praising Jesus and glorifying the "miracle of adoption.")
When I first got on the Internet in 1993 there were only two or three adoption forums. For most of us,they were the first public places where we could talk about adoption and assure ourselves that we weren't the crazy ones.
The pre-web FIDO (I forget the exact name of the board) where I first ran across Mary Fuller, was, in 1993, the very first "site" I found.. Mary lived here in Columbus then and later moved to Illinois where she helped found Illinois Open, blogs, and continues to fight uncompromisingly for our rights.
AIML (Adoptee Internet Mailing List) was the second; a gathering place for nearly 1000 disenchanted adoptees where politics and search lived in harmony. AIML, unfortunately, became noted for its owner's commands against politics and religion which tanked its usefulness to just about zero. I don't' have the date handy, but sometime in 1996 or 1997, the AIML Commandante (who also lived down the street from me), banished every known Bastard National and suspected sympathizer from AIML after BN co-founder Damsel Plum posted an uncomplimentary limerick about her on alt.adoption (see below). The Night of the Long Knives--along with a strange ruling around the same time that banned such phrases such as "God bless you" and "I'm praying for you" from acceptable AIML discourse-- gutted AIML membership.
The third was the St. Johns Adoption List, currently barely active.By the mid-1990s it had hundreds of adoptee, and first and adoptive parent members.
|Bastards meet in Chiago, Su 1996 (courtesy Carolyn Counterman)|
alt.adoption was no holds barred-free speech. Our goal, was to ruin lives. One of our favorites crazyees was "Celeste" an adoptive mother who locked her kid in his bedroom because for some "inexplicable reason" he liked to run away from her. Besides being an adopter whackjob who pissed off other alt.adaption adopters with her crackpottery, Celeste believed that Armageddon would step off with a shoot-out between Prince Charles and Elton John in the streets of Jerusalem. (She was serious). She also claimed that Bastard Nation was in the Bible (no doubt The Beast.). Celeste liked to call the cops on her antagonists. Once after Steve White informed Celeste that he'd put her in his killfile, she reported him to her local police for threatening to kill her. We also had a guy named Dick Silk (or was it Silk Dick?). Then there were The Bitches--snow, and lawn-- fathers rights raiders who thought men should be exempt from child support if they'd been trappead by predatory baybee-lusters. There was another guy, whose name I've forgotten, who acted as a free mouthpiece for European Adoption Associates and loved to quote John Lennon. He thought alt.adoption was a cult. .There were many more. When Mama Dot died right before Christmas, and I had no money to get to her funeral, some alt adoption minions whom I'd fought with for years dug up and paid for a hard-to-get last-minute plane ticket to Florida for me.
I could go on , but as they say, the more things change the more they stay the same. Adoption, mainly through the Internet, has been over-mainstreamed and normalized with confessionals, marketers, woundies, paper pregos, evangelicals, and equivocators. At the same time adoption is as common as dandilions, adoption's formalities remain secret and shamified. (sealed records, safe havens), and now, more than ever, cloaked in divine intervention with adoptees placed as God's gift.
Sometimes I don't feel like writing--like the last couple weeks. There are so many things to write about, but is there a point?. I need to go Daily as the title implies. I thought it would be easy . It's not.
So many horrible things are going on in this country today. Much of it, like the War on Women, affects us directly and indirectly.. If it continues, more bastards will be churned out and anonymized for the pleasure and convenience of others. Bastards, as the fruit of illicit sex and slutty women, are still considered dirty, scary, people who can't be trusted with our own information much less hang out with our bio parents. With the growth of the National Security State, we are targets of government scrutiny. Now is the time to demand full equality--not to beg for scraps. If we don't win this round now, we may never have the opportunity again.
Thank you bastards and friends. Thank you readers. Thank you all who support and promote real adoptee rights and put your money and your bodies where your mouth is.