“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
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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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I Already Told You I Can’t Breathe, But You Keep Dialling

 🖋 SWANK Dispatch | 9 February 2024

We Do Not Consent to Medical Gaslighting Loops

Filed Under: Bureaucratic Harassment, Disability Disregard, Institutional Loops, Medical Negligence, Written Communication Mandate

Dear Samira Issa,

Thank you ever so much for ignoring the numerous emails where I have already explained that I cannot speak on the phone due to severe asthma, panic attacks, and a speech-affecting disability. The silence I requested was not an invitation for repeated verbal coercion.

Let’s clarify something in the Queen’s serif:

  • You are not entitled to a verbal conversation.

  • I have already answered this referral.

  • It is the same incident.

  • Again.

  • Yes. Still the same.

If you are concerned about your own mental health, you may wish to investigate why you are contacting a disabled mother again for an incident already handled — again. I suggest the mirror. Or perhaps a printed copy of the Equality Act 2010 in bold font, Times New Roman, size 48, glued to your screen.

Your insistence on phone calls is both medically negligent and legally inappropriate, considering:

  • I am under medical instruction to limit all verbal speech.

  • My communication adjustment needs have been documented.

  • You are in breach of reasonable adjustment obligations.

And now, you're pursuing in-person meetings — as if dragging a breathless mother into your office is somehow a safeguarding act? It isn’t. It’s harassment.

I have now retained a solicitor for medical negligence and will be including Kensington & Chelsea Children’s Services in a legal claim for sustained emotional distress, harassment, and disability discrimination.

You may consider this a written cease and desist notice. Any further attempts to coerce verbal or in-person communication without medical clearance will be recorded and submitted as additional evidence of retaliatory safeguarding.

This isn’t support. It’s surveillance.
This isn’t care. It’s coercion.
This isn’t safeguarding. It’s sabotage.

And no, I will not be calling you back.

Ever.

Noelle Meline
🖋 Mother. Sovereign. Litigator-in-Training.
📩 complaints@swankarchive.com

Labels: snobby, serious, bureaucratic abuse, disability rights, gaslighting refusal, escalation pending, no verbal communication, RBKC misconduct, repeat referral harassment, institutional neglect

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