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Eric and Jess Came Over. They Saw Ballet Shoes and Boxes. They Wrote a Book About Trauma (And Invented a Urine Bin).



🖋 SWANK Dispatch | 12 July 2023
WE WERE NEVER ASSESSED. WE WERE OBSERVED AND JUDGED.
Also Titled: “Eric and Jess Came Over. They Saw Ballet Shoes and Boxes. They Wrote a Book About Trauma (And Invented a Urine Bin).”

Filed Under: Social Worker Surveillance, Narrative Fabrication, Health Disregard, Observation Bias, Fictional Evidence, RBKC Gaslighting, Legal Pre-Lit


🏷️ Subject: RBKC Initial Contact

Conducted by: Eric Wedge-Bull & Jessica Miller
Sanctioned by: Robert Young, Gatekeeper of the Imaginary


🧾 Allegation:

“We received a police report… cannabis… shouting… a bin filled with urine…”

🧻 Let’s pause here:

THERE WAS NO URINE BIN.

None.
Not present.
Not visible.
Not documented by anyone who attended the home.

But it made its way into the official record — because social work, in this case, prefers the literary genre of fictional hygiene horror over actual observation.


🎭 What Was Actually Observed:

  • A family preparing for a move

  • Boxes — naturally.

  • Children: articulate, engaged, joyful

  • No cannabis

  • No signs of neglect

  • No distress

  • No “urine bin”

  • Just a chronically ill mother doing her best while stalked by bureaucratic nonsense


👩‍👧‍👦 The Children:

  • Described their mum as loving, warm, supportive

  • Shared stories of ballet, gymnastics, coding, gardening, play

  • One child said: “Mummy does everything for us.”

  • Another said: “We hug her when she’s sad.”

No fear. No confusion. Just familial tenderness.
Which, of course, the system mistrusts.


📚 The Narrative Pivot:

“Three police referrals…”
“She gets angry…”
“There might be trauma…”
“She should probably get therapy…”
“And — again — there was allegedly a urine bin…”

Because when abuse can’t be found, the state will reach for metaphor.


🧠 Let Us Be Very Clear:

This was not an “assessment.”
It was speculative surveillance disguised as support.

And where truth didn’t cooperate, fiction filled the gaps.


🧾 Conclusion:

  • No cannabis use by the mother

  • No risk to the children

  • No urine bin — just a lie printed in a PDF

  • No distress — except the kind caused by being repeatedly watched, questioned, and gaslit by the very agencies assigned to “help”


Noelle Meline
Diagnosed. Documented. Defamed. Still standing.
📩 complaints@swankarchive.com


Labels: snobby, serious, SWANK tribunal, fictional evidence, made-up urine bin, Eric Wedge-Bull, Jessica Miller, RBKC misconduct, asthma ignored, trauma spectacle, home education bias, narrative distortion, legal escalation pending

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