Care Home Kids, Some reflections on caring for children

Care Home kids on BBC3 last night presented an accurate and honest examination of the issues facing young people who are involved in the care system. The experience of the presenter provided a thoughtful commentary on the issues that the system faces today.

I wanted to consider three particular aspects of the programme. The first was a phrase used by a young woman care leaver. When asked what she thought of the support she had received since leaving care she was positive about many aspects of it, however she was critical of what she termed the “emotional support” that was available to her.

It seemed tragic to me that the most vulnerable of young adults are deprived of the understanding and empathy that is crucial to their ongoing personal, social and emotional development. I wonder why this is the case? Do we as social workers and professionals in the social care field possess the required skills to empathise with out most disadvantaged service users? Are we able to go to the complex personal spaces that these young people inhabit? Can we as professionals develop the skills to engage in the most intimate of dialogues with the most disadvantaged of young people?

In Scotland there has been a move to disaggregate Throughcare and Aftercare services from local authorities and move them to the voluntary sector. I believe this is morally wrong and an abdication of the local authorities responsibilities to our most vulnerable young people.

The second theme that was of interest to me was the disconnect between some foster carers and some of the young people they cared for. In the programme one foster family described how challenging their assessment period was, they stated that more than half of the families who started the process did not complete it, suggesting that the assessment process was more than rigorous. Why then do placements disrupt as a result of the “behaviour” of the children? Somewhere in here seemed to me to a blaming of the victim. The young people who I spent twenty years working with came from complex, abusive and frightening places, there experiences were beyond any reasonable understanding of “troubled”; abuse, of all forms was commonplace and the messages received from parents were more than confused. There was no consistency, the children I worked with had no parental role models and they were exposed to disruption violence and uncertainty. Why then were foster carers using the paradigm of behaviour to explain their actions? This seemed to me to be setting the children and the carers up to fail, perhaps the preparation groups need a greater emphasis on understanding the extent of the difficulties young people face and the need for there to be responses that are proportionate and supportive of all involved. The link between care and incarceration was considered and it seems to me that investment in developing better fostering services would negate the cost of incarceration, and the repeated costs of recidivism.

Finally and on an optimistic note it was heartening to see the influence that some residential staff had on the lives of young people, it was uplifting to hear that Ashely (the narrator) had obtained a degree, he himself cited the support from a residential worker as an important motivating factor in this. The power of the relationship was such a positive. I could write thousands of words about my admiration for residential workers, I have been privileged to work alongside some wonderful, committed, dedicated staff whose unshakeable belief in the young people they care for has been and continues to be an inspiration to me.

“Child Stealing” Conspiracy Theory Codswallop

Back in February I blogged about Brian Gerrish, a spectacularly deranged conspiracy theorist who peddles claims of “child-stealing” by a nefarious conspiracy of social services, CAFCAS, CAMHS, police and, for some reason, a management training company called Common Purpose. So that’s why children are occasionally taken into care? Not because of difficult and tragic cases where children have to be removed from their parents for their own safety, but because it’s a trafficking industry to make money?

Strangely enough, I had a conversation yesterday with a friend who spent this weekend at the Secret Garden Party festival. He told me, “That Brian Gerrish was on the lineup for Secret Garden Party, along with a guy who’s suing Leeds City Council for genocide.”

“What? Did you see this?”

“Nah. It was on some fringe stage called the R/Evolution Bunker. I was tempted to go see if for a laugh, but then I discovered his talk had been cancelled and replaced with an ex-Mafia bodyguard. So I went to a shamanic drumming workshop and watched some mud wrestling instead.”

From browsing the R/Evolution Bunker’s lineup, they have talks on hidden pyramids in Bosnia and on how the Arab Spring was caused by solar cycles. But Brian Gerrish was cancelled? Were his ideas too mad even for them?

But what’s this about a guy who’s suing Leeds Council for genocide? I did a Google search, and it turned out to be somebody called Chris Jarvis. Surprise, surprise, he’s had his children removed into care, and he’s come to the conclusion that this is genocide.

Leeds City Council to be prosecuted for ‘Genocide’ and ‘Crimes against humanity’

In modern language usage, brought about by use within the Courts, the word “care“, has become synonymous with the word “custody“.

A family is a group. The taking of children and moving them from one group to another is prohibited by UK and International Law, this is evidenced by the provision in UK Statute Law – “International Criminal Court Act 2001 – Schedule 8 – Article 6 – Genocide (e) forcible transferring children of the group to another group”

I wonder what the court made of his argument? Actually, I don’t need to wonder, because he posted on his blog that in May 2012 he turned up at Leeds Magistrates Court for a hearing.

It would appear that the information from the Draft summons was used to create a private hearing where Chris was not allowed his assistant, was not allowed his witnesses where he was placed in a locked Court room before a District Judge that appeared to have come to a predetermined decision based on previous correspondence to the Court and reportedly told Chris that he had presented no evidence to the Court and that his application had been refused.

This now allows the application to be taken to a higher level at the High Court in London, due to the multiple technical errors in Law that exist.

I can’t say I’m exactly surprised. The judge probably viewed him as just some pain in the bumhole pursuing a vexatious case in order to conduct a feud over the fact that his kids had to be removed. Good luck to him at the London High Court. My non-lawyer brain suspects that he’ll find it gets struck out on the spot there too, and then he’d be likely to be handed a massive bill for costs.

Perhaps I’m being too cynical. Maybe he’s genuinely the victim of a miscarriage of justice, rather than just some grubby child abuser? To show how badly he’s been wronged, he has various YouTube videos of him interacting with various social workers, council staff and police officers.

Well, that didn’t come across as paranoid, evasive or creepy in the slightest, did it?

He’s got another YouTube video, which I don’t intend to link to, in which he films the police and social services removing his child into care. It makes for distressing viewing. The police officers and social worker spend several minutes remonstrating with Mr Jarvis and his child. The child doesn’t want to go (this does not mean he isn’t being abused; removal into care is invariably distressing in the extreme), and is being exhorted by Mr Jarvis not to cooperate. Eventually, and inevitably, the police have to remove the child by force, leading to further distress for all concerned.

Interestingly enough, Brian Gerrish refers to Chris Jarvis on this podcast as being some sort of legal expert, like he’s some sort of amateur Perry Mason.

Good grief, where do these people come from?

Olympics, Hope and the Dampening of Cynicism

I can be cynical grump when I so choose but ! can’t help feeling a bit of excitement about the Olympics though as they roll into town this week. I almost don’t want to. I know they are expensive and it’s a distraction from the government agenda which is forcing cuts on those who are least able to afford them.

I know that logically, but as a child and as an adult, I’ve always enjoyed ‘remote participation’ in the over-commercialised ‘greatest show on earth’ because despite the organisers, despite the sponsors, there are moments of humanity and hope that dig deeply.

I remember the day in 2005 when it was announced that the Olympics would be held in London. As a native Londoner, I was excited and pleasantly surprised. I wasn’t as cynical as I became because I wasn’t sure what it involved. I will though, forever link that day with the day that follows, the 7th July 2005 when the terrorist bombs exploded in the transport infrastructure in London, killing 52 people as well as the four perpetrators and injuring over 700 people and that doesn’t account for the mental scars the day left on many many more.

The happiness and excitement turned instantly to pain, fear and distress and the two events become almost linked in my mind.

So it took a long time for me to feel comfortable and feel happy about the circus coming to town again. I enjoy spectacles, I enjoy distractions, even commerce-laden ones and I can’t apologise for that. If I’m excited that the world is coming to my city, I only want for her to be able to show herself to her best. To enjoy it and enjoy myself.

It’s not ‘cool’ to be excited and I’m not blind to the poverty, distress and suffering that is happening in the city while she paints herself up and while we aren’t watching because I’m still working and will be every (work) day the games are on (with a one exception as I did grab some tickets).

I went out to see the Olympic Torch as it passes through London. I saw joy. I saw happiness and I saw kids getting really excited.

Is it worth the cost? Is it worth allowing this government to be painted in anything other than the true colours of pain and distress that they are explicitly handing to the nation? Probably not. On balance, I’d rather have a fairer society with income distributed to provide more to all. Is it worth giving Boris his moment in the sun? That hurts too, because I never for a moment think that Boris is a mayor for London – he is a mayor for the parts of London that will be likely to vote for him.

But these aren’t the choices I was given.  Am I going to pretend I don’t want the excitement, celebrations and joy which exists around me? No. I’m going to enjoy these few weeks that London is at the heart of the sporting world. I’m going to use the events to build conversations with the people I visit, draw on memories of previous events and celebrations and use the excitement and celebration that is finally beginning to settle in the city. I’m going to use the time to enjoy the other associated celebrations, events and displays taking place. I’m going to enjoy the summer and the city.

I love London and I love the people who share this city with me. I want everyone else to come to know what a great place we are and can be. I tried to be more cynical, I tried to balance the head and the heart, but eventually the excitement came.

Yes, it’s going to be harder to get to work and it’s going to be harder to get home. We don’t have the luxury of ‘working at home’ but we don’t really know what the effect will be on the day to day work life as a social worker in the heart of an Olympic city but I’m sure it’s a theme I’ll come back to before the party is over.

For now, I’m going to try and enjoy it.