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Public Pools. Private Profiling. Filed to RBKC.

⟡ SWANK Local Authority Complaint ⟡

“She Was Swimming Fine Until They Saw Her Face.”
Filed: 31 May 2025
Reference: SWANK/RBKC/PORCHESTER/2025-05-31
📎 Download PDF – 2025-05-31_SWANK_RBKCComplaint_PorchesterHall_Discrimination_ChildSwimming.pdf

I. Leisure, Until You’re Not the Right Kind of Child

On 31 May 2025, SWANK London Ltd. submitted a formal complaint to the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea (RBKC) regarding an act of direct and discriminatory conduct at Porchester Hall Leisure Centre.

The victim:
A Black child.
Age 11.
Calm. Respectful. Swimming under supervision.

The problem:

She didn’t “look old enough.”
So she was removed.
Without precedent. Without inquiry. Without justification.

II. What the Complaint States

This was not about safety.
This was about visible difference and assumed defiance.

The complaint outlines:

Unlawful removal from the pool despite safe, observed behaviour
Racialised assumptions about age, defiance, and “compliance”
Prior inclusion in the same session under identical circumstances
No attempt to contact or verify with the parent (who was present)
A direct statement by staff implying age was “obvious from her look”

Let us be clear:

What changed was not her behaviour.
What changed was who saw her.

III. Why SWANK Filed It

Because public leisure spaces are not exempt from discrimination law.
Because leisure does not mean license to profile.
Because dignity is not age-restricted.

This complaint makes clear:

The child was compliant.
The parent was present.
The reason was perception, not policy.

We filed it so that what occurred at Porchester Hall is recorded, named, and impossible to dismiss as a misunderstanding.

IV. SWANK’s Position

We do not teach our daughters that their existence is disruptive.
We do not let white public servants define defiance by skin tone.
We do not walk away quietly from leisure centres that remove children with a glance and a shrug.

Let the record show:

She swam without harm.
She was told to leave anyway.
And now it’s a matter of formal complaint.

This is not petty.
This is patterned.
And it now lives in the archive.

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Every structure is protected.
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We do not permit imitation. We preserve it as evidence.
This is not a blog.
This is a legal-aesthetic instrument.
Filed with velvet contempt, preserved for future litigation.
Because evidence deserves elegance.
And retaliation deserves an archive.
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When Law is Ignored and Mothers Are Not

⟡ SWANK Dispatch to the Human Rights Commission ⟡

A Documented Plea from the Architect of Her Own Sovereignty
15 July 2020

The Education They Feared Was Mine

I. The Official Petition They Chose to Dismiss

A mother—Polly Chromatic, lawfully authorised to homeschool by the Department of Education on 26 June 2017—was not persecuted for wrongdoing. She was persecuted for independence.

For three and a half years, she and her children were harassed under the grotesque guise of child “protection” by the Turks and Caicos Department of Social Development (DSD).

Their real grievance?
She refused to relinquish her children to the custody of unqualified, intrusive agents of the state.

And what did the state do in response?

Sanctioned sexual assault on her sons in a public exam room while she vocally objected.
Pushed harmful genital practices, in defiance of NHS medical standards and global human rights norms.
Illegally entered her property—seven times—with no warrant, no cause, and no consequence.
Violated lockdown protocols, endangering her life as a medically vulnerable person with eosinophilic asthma.
Demanded repeated “proof” of legitimacy—educational credentials, financial records, curriculum—submissions which were repeatedly ignored.

II. The Legal Framework They Pretended Not to Know

The following legislation was disregarded with bureaucratic arrogance:

Children (Care and Protection) Ordinance 2015: Mandates delivery of investigation reports to parents. None were ever given.
Education Ordinance 2009: Clearly permits homeschooling when authorised. Her approval was on record.
Emergency Powers (COVID-19) Regulations 2020: Barred non-urgent property entry. They entered anyway—no masks, no distancing, no justification.

Polly’s severe eosinophilic asthma, a medically documented condition, was treated not with caution, but contempt.

III. The Rights They Trampled Without Hesitation

The following rights under the Turks and Caicos Islands Constitution Order 2011 were egregiously violated:

Right to Life – Her condition was ignored, her exposure maximised.
Freedom of Conscience and Religion – Her environmental and health practices were mocked.
Right to Education – Homeschooling was treated as deviance, not lawful choice.
Protection from Discrimination – Based on cultural, medical, and educational identity.
Right to Private and Family Life – Her home became a revolving door for harassment.
Protection from Inhuman Treatment – The state humiliated, endangered, and punished.
Lawful Administrative Action – No hearings. No reports. No process. Just intrusion.

IV. The Timeline of Surveillance, Submission, and Refusal

📅 November 2016 – July 2020:

Repeated curriculum submissions and academic documentation
Verified credentials: BA, MA
Police reports filed and discarded
Warrantless property invasions
State-enabled hospital violations
COVID-19 threats to health and life
A constellation of unanswered, archived, and ignored correspondence

All documented.
All dismissed.
All damning.

© SWANK Archive. All Patterns Reserved.
This petition is not forgotten. It is refiled eternally in the court of memory.

Polly Chromatic
Director, SWANK London Ltd.
Flat 22, 2 Periwinkle Gardens, London W2
www.swanklondon.com
✉ director@swanklondon.com
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Disability Ignored, Empathy Denied: A Report from the Respiratory Front Lines

🗓️ 4 January 2024

SWANK Blog Title: A Birthday, A Breach, and a Breathless System
Labels: asthma emergency, medical neglect, racial projection, safeguarding misuse, police escalation, emotional abuse, child rights, disability discrimination, St Thomas misconduct, COVID diagnosis

A Birthday, A Breach, and a Breathless System

💨 Filed under: Respiratory Crisis, Institutional Misconduct, and the Failure of Empathy

On the second of January 2024, I made the rational and collaborative decision with my children to attend A&E—not out of drama, but due to the small matter of my lungs not working. That night, I was wheezing, dizzy, and down ten kilograms from prolonged illness. Heir, my youngest, chose to accompany me.

We arrived at St Thomas’ A&E—or as it appeared that night, a dystopian social experiment in overpopulation and collapse. We were ushered into the Majors waiting area—an architectural simulation of empathy failure. Humans were crammed, strewn, breathing each other’s pathogens at close range. We tried not to step on anyone. We failed.

Despite my clear and documented history of eosinophilic asthma, a nurse—resentful for reasons that remain medically unexplained—suggested I might just be having an “asthma thing.” I politely corrected her. She offered a nebuliser. We sat. Then we were displaced. Then called again. Then told to wait. I stumbled over a foot in the crush of the neglected. For that, I was soon verbally attacked by a woman whose rage was racialised, misdirected, and endorsed by the environment.

And then the accusation came—the eternal bait: abuse. A common technique used by low-quality humans to deflect their own lack of emotional regulation. A nurse took me and Heir into a side room—not to treat my breathing—but to interrogate me about my children.

I could barely speak, but I kept asking for medical treatment. Instead, they sent police to our hotel room.

We left. Heir and I returned to our hotel. I cried. We had only just arrived when officers, again, appeared at the door. For what offence? “Leaving” A&E. Apparently leaving without treatment is now criminal.

They came back. Then more of them. Nine, at one point. One officer said my condition "wouldn’t be fixed in one night anyway"—a remarkable position from someone neither medical nor kind. Eventually, a woman officer told me I would not be arrested. She also told me: "I have no concerns about your children."

It was 4am when the police left.

Then it was my son Prerogative’s birthday.

🎈 We went bowling. We had cake. Balloons. We sang. The hotel staff helped. But amidst the celebration, more messages from social workers. Even after all this. Even when I’d said: not today. Even when I could barely breathe.

So we returned to a different hospital: Chelsea and Westminster. There, they confirmed what anyone with compassion or clinical training should have known days earlier—I had COVID. My lungs needed help. They gave me prednisone. And peace.

But the damage had been done.
By St Thomas.
By the police.
By the social workers who circle like vultures instead of healers.

I changed my number.
I do not want calls.
I cannot speak.
I reserve my voice for my children—those who listen.
The rest can learn to write.

—

This is not a story of bad luck. It is a story of institutional design.
Designed to punish, not protect.
To escalate, not resolve.
To make asking for help feel like betrayal of oneself.

And I won’t betray myself anymore.

—
Curated for the SWANK Archive by Polly Chromatic
www.swankarchive.com