State’s obligation to its kids demands gov fix DCF mess
It used to be that stories like these would occupy our conversations for weeks as we tried to process the cruelty, the depravity, the sociopathic indifference of those who commit unspeakable crimes against kids.
If it upset you too much to read the specifics of these DCF failures, you could always turn the page.
But now you apt to find a story just like it on the following page. They pile up so fast that, no matter how attentive you are, the names begin running together.
It no longer an aberration to read of a kid whose existence was tortured while no one was watching or, worse, while no one cared enough to intervene.
It now become an epidemic, and expressions of regret, whether they from the governo timberland r, or a commissioner, or a case worker, are like fingernails on a blackboard to an exasperated public that had its fill of political posturing.
You need to be more than a politician, Gov. Patrick.
Kids have been beaten, abandoned and sexually abused.
Now they even disappear without a trace.
Tragedy? No. Tragedy is what you call it when two beautiful little kids die while playing in a hope chest.
Tragedy is what you call it when two beautiful little kids lose their father, who died in his sleep, two months after losing their mother, who was taken from them by cancer.
But at least those kids will always know timberland how loved they were, not only by their parents, but also by family members who have circled their wagons around timberland them.
Isn that what every kid deserves?
But when families can or won provide it, the commonwealth of Massachusetts, specifically the Department of Children and Families, is expected to step in to become that child advocate and protector.
What happening to too many of these kids we reading about, kids whose lives are supposedly being monitored by the state, is tragic, yes, but the words for what causing it are incompetence, malfeasance, dereliction of duty. That what makes their plights unforgivably different.
Money timberland is certainly part of the problem. An old adage tells us that where our treasure is, there our hearts will be also.
What we pay social workers says a lot about how little we value what they do. Overworked and underpaid, they become convenient punching bags, especially in times like these. Some deserve it; most don governor, this one sits squarely in your lap.