“Though the Witch knew the Deep Magic, there is a magic deeper still which she did not know. Her knowledge goes back only to the dawn of time. But if she could have looked a little further back… she would have known that when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor’s stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backward.” - Aslan, C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

A Visit from the Imaginary Intern



πŸ–‹ ⟡ SWANK Black Paper ⟡
An Archive of Elegance, Intrusion, and Institutional Fantasy
Date Filed: 22 October 2020
Published by: SWANK London Ltd.
Official Website: www.swanklondon.com
Author: Polly Chromatic, Director
Registered Correspondence Address: Flat 22, 2 Periwinkle Gardens, London W2
Contact: ✉ director@swanklondon.com
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LIES, FENCES, AND VIDEOTAPE

A Counter-Narrative in Six Scenes


I. Scene One: Fabrication at the Gate

They claimed: an interning social work student attended.
— He did not exist.

They claimed: they entered through an unchained gate.
— Every gate was chained. They broke the fence. The footage exists.

They claimed: rude signage on the fence.
— Correct. The original kind signs were defaced by a neighbour. The replacements were, shall we say, less forgiving.


II. Scene Two: Domestic Theatre of the Absurd

They claimed: “We saw her through a wide open door.”
— I was breastfeeding. Inside. They loitered wordlessly. I shut the door in confusion.

They claimed: I refused to comply.
— I dressed my children, opened the door, and recorded everything. The entire event is documented.

They claimed: noises of glass shattering.
— Fiction.

They claimed: police received permission to enter.
— They broke in. No permission was granted.

They claimed: “four hours of refusal.”
— Another fiction. I have the footage.

They claimed: permission was asked and received to photograph.
— It was not. They photographed without consent.


III. Invented Hygiene and Imagined Squalor

They claimed: “strong smell of urine,” “urine everywhere,” “no functioning bathroom.”
— We were remodelling. Compost system. Shower. They didn’t inspect the bathroom.

They claimed: mouldy fridge, spoiled vegetables.
— There was salmon. Apparently, salmon is now a safeguarding concern.

They claimed: “no food in the cabinet.”
— We don’t eat preservatives. The freezer was full.

They claimed: messy playroom.
— Children were playing.

They claimed: everyone slept on two mattresses.
— We had four—side by side—for safety. No headboard injuries. Revolutionary, apparently.

They claimed: “exposed plumbing and wires.”
— Mythical.

They claimed: structure “unsafe.”
— We were renovating. The property is owned. Shall we outlaw interior design?


IV. Misdiagnosis of Mental Health & Domestic Sovereignty

They claimed: concern for my mental state.
— My mental health is fine. I’d be concerned about theirs.

They claimed: children are “withdrawn.”
— They don’t talk to rude people.

They claimed: “poor grooming.”
— I was breastfeeding four children. Forgive me for not curating a lookbook.

They claimed: “no functioning kitchen.”
— They never entered the kitchen.

They claimed: “lack of compliance.”
— I cannot comply with an unseen plan.


V. Financial and Educational Myths

They claimed: doubts about my financial provision.
— I owned the home. Spent $3000/month on food. Paid every bill.

They claimed: doubts about homeschool.
— I had approval. Followed the curriculum. They ghosted.

They claimed: “no evaluation.”
— They never assessed. My children exceeded their standards, and that was the problem.


VI. Omitted Truths and Ongoing Questions

They omitted: the May 2017 doctor visit, where my children were harmed in front of nine adults.

They ignored: our active passport renewal process.

They claimed: we are “hiding.”
— We’ve lived at the same address since 2018.

They hinted: dysfunction.
— There is none. Our home is calm, our children are thriving, and our marriage is intact.


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