I had only one song come to mind during the 4 days of hearings. Right after the state claimed they had provided hotel and transportation to accomodate my "services" I flipped out (calmly) and said I had not been provided with this to go to the psychologist evaluation and I was told to be there without anything set up, on my own, or that was it. I said in court "and it was a MIRACLE I even got there". They sat there looking guilty and the song came to my mind:
"Get There If You Can"
I thought about bursting into song and decided against it.
Oh, it's "Get HERE If You Can". The version that came to MY mind was one with a little CPS and AG choir, in unison, "Get THERE if you can", as a film is playing to the side with me being chased all over Tacoma and Seattle and Bainbridge Island, being poisoned all along my merry way.
Here's the Oleta song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bnjkYTsic1s
I think the fact that I went to the lengths I did, just to get the fucking psych eval (which by the way, says nothing and makes no diagnosis at all) shows I was the party that was trying to "cooperate" and that they were the ones with "resistance".
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