“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
Showing posts with label Social Work Theatre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Social Work Theatre. Show all posts

Social Work Isn’t a Safety Net. It’s a Mesh of Prejudice.

 πŸ–‹ SWANK Dispatch | 10 October 2024

AN OVERVIEW FOR KIRSTY, WHO ENTERS LATE AND UNINFORMED

Filed Under: Medical Discrimination, Institutional Racism, Misuse of Police, Disabled Motherhood, Social Work Theatre, Kirsty Hornal's Entry


To: Kirsty Hornal, who enters this staged performance in Act III, Scene 7.
From: Polly Chromatic, who has lived every breathless line since Scene One.
Location: Flat 22, 2 Periwinkle Gardens, London W2

You’re arriving ten months late.
Here’s your script: it’s been rewritten in oxygen levels, missing medical care, false accusations, and the enduring grace of a mother who was too breathless to walk—yet still managed to move house, homeschool four children, and survive systematic assault by the very services designed to protect.


🦠 WHAT HAPPENED:

  • Our home filled with sewer gas.

  • My oxygen levels dropped to 89%.

  • I was refused emergency treatment multiple times.

  • Nine officers were sent to our hotel over a false racial accusation after I was attacked.

  • I could barely walk for six months, but still managed to secure a new flat and move.

  • Social workers harassed me the entire time—never offering help.

  • I finally paid privately for the medical care I was denied.


🧱 WHAT THIS IS:

A public services vendetta dressed as “concern.”
A mother penalised for being visibly ill, but not fragile enough.
A disabled woman punished for not collapsing in the expected way.
A family bullied because the mother is white and the children are mixed, and the public doesn’t know how to metabolise that.


πŸ“Ž WHAT I SAID TO KIRSTY:

“The British community commonly calls social workers on me anytime they are upset.”
“These complaints are the result of discrimination… because I don’t look unwell.”
“I’ve been an outstanding mother.”
“I’ve been harassed by the community through public services.”
“The way I’ve been treated is absolutely disgraceful.”


πŸ—£️ COMMUNICATION NOTE:

I have a medically documented disability that makes verbal communication difficult.
Please do not call me.
All communication should be in writing—this is a reasonable adjustment under the Equality Act 2010.


✒️ FINAL WORDS FOR THE FILE:

Kirsty, I’ve copied everyone because I keep hoping someone, somewhere in this kingdom of paperwork and prejudice, might finally believe me.

Let this serve as your onboarding document.


Polly Chromatic
Breathing, barely. Documenting, always.
πŸ“ Flat 22, 2 Periwinkle Gardens, London W2
🌐 www.swankarchive.com


Labels: snobby, Kirsty Hornal, hospital discrimination, police misuse, racialised assumptions, disability misrecognition, sewer gas injury, public service abuse, mother’s overview, documentation over breath, no one helps, medical abandonment, systemic cruelty

They Say They Want to Understand. What They Want is Compliance.



πŸ•―️ SWANK Dispatch | 5 June 2024

A Conference of Delusion: When Welfare is Code for Surveillance

labels: Review Conference, Social Work Theatre, Surveillance Dressed as Support, CP Plan Retaliation, Typological Control, Harassment as Process, Not Safe But Watched, Author: Polly Chromatic


Despite being “pleased to meet me (albeit virtually)”, the new conference chair arrived not to understand, but to explain. I was offered support so that the relationship can feel less threatening, but no one reflected on why it is in fact threatening.

Let us be immaculately clear:

πŸ’¨ I was unable to breathe due to asthma.
πŸ“œ I have submitted 54 documents.
πŸ“΅ I am verbally limited due to a physical condition.
🧠 I have completed multiple mental health assessments.
πŸŽ“ I homeschool four children with a thriving educational programme.
πŸ‘️ I work full time and conduct ethical behavioural research.
πŸ—‚️ They’ve admitted they can’t open Google Drive.

And yet—

They say they “don’t understand our lived experience.”
They say they “worry about [my] mental health.”
They say they “want a chronology.”
They say “the support is there.”
They say.

Meanwhile, they ignore my children's voices. They ignore every record that doesn't fit their frame. They rely on outdated innuendo, social worker gossip, and weaponised referrals from strangers who neither know us nor belong in the conversation.

Not a single safeguarding risk has ever been substantiated.

What is happening here is not protection.
It is pattern recognition avoidance.
It is history rewritten through “professional concern.”
It is what happens when a woman does not flinch.

Selected Farce Highlights:

  • They acknowledge repeated bullyingrepeated allegationsno actual harm.

  • They cite “concerns” as justification for surveillancescrutiny, and therapy mandates.

  • They pathologise dissent as mental instability.

  • They suggest I record less, while refusing to tell me the risk.

  • They reduce documented disability to mere “mistrust.”

  • They recommend “engagement,” but block access to my own files.

A Reminder from the Archive:

The term “support” is being used incorrectly.

Support is not mandatory therapy for fabricated problems.
Support is not forced documentation with no feedback loop.
Support is not referral theatre when you’ve already submitted everything.
Support is not babysitting social workers who do not understand your life.

What I Said:

“British people like to blame others so they don’t get into trouble.”
“I don’t have time to write a book for Social Services.”
“Everyone knows social workers are evil.”
“I practice yoga every morning.”
“My mental health has an amazing impact on the children.”

And finally—

“These meetings are a waste of time. Reciprocity is key.”


Filed under:
πŸ“ Institutional Gaslighting, Bureaucratic Surveillance, Narrative Management, Mental Health as Social Control, Neurodivergent Motherhood, CP Plan Abuse, Misogynist Welfare System, Weaponised Assessment

© Polly Chromatic, Flat 22 2 Periwinkle Gardens, London W2
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