National Council for Adoption Saves Adoption in the US!

As you may remember, Thursday marks the National Council for Adoption’s 30th anniversary bash at The Willard. Black Tie and Pearls will serve up (we assume) a high class menu and honor several adoption merchants. One of the lucky winners is Fred Riley, former NCFA board member and project director for L-d-S Humanitarian Services who’s being inducted into the NCFA Adoption Hall of Fame. I guess Mormons consider keeping our birth records sealed an “humanitarian” mandate. Tonight I found a NCFA press release printed in the Deseret News (Utah) regarding Mr. Riley’s induction. I say press release because it reads like one and refers readers to “our” website as in “More information is available on our website” Mr. Riley, of course, is thrilled to be honored by the organization he has served so well and has done so much to keep bastards in thrall of state and (his) church. In case you’re wondering he joins such HOF luminaries Bertha Holt, Sen. Tom Delay, Rep. Tom Bliley, Sen. Larry Wide-Stance Craig, and a bunch of Mormons most of us have never heard of. To be fair, a number of relatively normal people, who may have no idea what they’ve been sucked Continue Reading →

Boaz: Adoptees as Merchandise, a Video

Forgive me, but OMG! I’m still strapped for time today and decided to post a video. So I went over to YouTube, and typed in “Edna Gladney” to give me some ideas. There’s the usual Dame Emma luv bombs, but suddenly: How to Have Amazing Customer Service featuring…. the Gladney Center. produced by Boaz for Boaz PowerTV. Taking your life to the next level. Standing in front of the Fort Worth Gladney “campus.” mic in hand, the other one hanging free to pick your pocket. Now, I’d never heard of Boaz until I spotted this YouTube curiosity. Googling, I found that Boaz is motivational speaker Boaz Rauchwerger (American Airlines, Xerox, and other Wall Street corpos). Like Madonna and Slash, he prefers to go by one name. Not surprisingly, Boaz, the motivational speaker, is perpetually cheery and loves adoption. Some years back, he and Mrs. Boaz acquired two infants from Gladney: Rena and Adam. You just know where this is going. Gladney Boaz in his best D. James Kennedy voice, tells us, is #1 in customer fulfillment. I picture a phone bank of pretty and prego CSR’s standing by to answer your calls now. Images of baybees sliding down chutes on Continue Reading →

Chinese Adoptions to the US: Older Than You Think

The history of adoption, like our own individual history as adoptees is often hidden, forgotten or never recorded. While we recover our own pasts and the rights taken from us, it is also important to recover the lost history of adoption. It is part of us. We own it. When we think of Chinese-US cross border adoption, for instance, we think of the 1990s and beyond. The truth is, the “placement” of Chinese children to the US began much earlier, in the 1950s, when Chinese refugee children from Hong Kong were sent to the United States to be adopted by Chinese-American and American couples. News to you? It was to me! Google “Hong Kong Project” and see what you come up with. Friday I attended a lecture at Ohio State by Catherine Centiza Shoy, Associate Professor of Asian American Studies at UC-Berkeley. The lecture was part of OSU’s Center for Historical Research’s ongoing seminar The Intersection of Diaspora. Immigration and Gender in World History. Choy’s topic: “The Hong Kong Project: A History of Chinese International Adoption in the United States.” Prof. Choy is not adopted. She developed an interest in Asian-US adoption when Korean-American adoptees, trying to fill in some Continue Reading →

Plug for Adoption Secrecy: Taking Off the Gloves

I’m working on a couple long pieces and having a hard time getting a handle on them. So tonight I’m sharing with you the great news that Joanne Swanson is kickin’ out the jams with her new blog Adoption Secrecy: Taking Off the Gloves. Jo predates many of us in the movement. A long-time activist with a mile of filing cabinets, she knows where all the bodies are buried, and she’s digging them up. My favorite post so far is Joe D. Tennenbaum, Protector of Women’s Virtue. I was aware of most of adoption pimp Tennenbaum’s “problems,” but didn’t feel I had enough of a backstory to write something that made sense–if sense can be made of Tennenbaum and his management style. I’m so glad that there is now a proper repository we can all refer to. This is very strong, ugly stuff that goes to the heart of adoption corruption and beyond. I took the above picture of Jo at the AAC in Falls Church back in 1999 . She’s selling her infamous buttons.

Call for Proposals for 2011 Symposium Richmond, VA: Opening Adoption: Realities, Possibilities & Challenges

Call for Proposals for 2011 Symposium Richmond, VA Symposium 201 1 Opening Adoption: Realities, Possibilities & Challenges Call for Workshop Proposals Dates: September 23 & 24, 2011 Location: University of Richmond School of Law, Richmond, Virginia Definition of Symposium: a meeting or conference for the public discussion of some topic especially one in which the participants form an audience and make presentations Coordinators2inc is seeking proposals for their 2011 Symposium Opening Adoption: Realities, Possibilities and Challenges. Through this symposium, we seek to open a dialogue in our community about many facets of adoption. We hope that presenters and attendees will have opportunities to discuss, from multiple viewpoints, adoption as a lifelong process. We are open to presentations that are about adoption in general or specifically about one type of adoption. We do not intend for this symposium to only discuss open adoption nor to only discuss adoption from a positive or negative perspective. We seek and expect to have a wide range of perspectives to give a full view of the complexity of the issues and to allow attendees an opportunity to consider adoption from another perspective other than their own. Please consider in your proposal how you can structure Continue Reading →

It’s enough to make a girl…

This will be short tonight since I got a late start. This morning I reconnected with a cousin on Facebook I’ve not spoken to for years. I have lots of family pictures, and scanned a few of them tonight for FB and her. Looking at these old pictures reminded me that once upon a time we weren’t adopted. I don’t mean the obvious: that time between birth and finalization. But when we were older, when even if you knew you were adopted you didn’t know about the political and personal consequences and disabilities. There’s a kind of innocence about about those days, (if you were fortunate) before you figured out that you were a pawn in a lot of other people’s games. People you’d never heard of and didn’t care about then–or now. Sealed records and adoption secrets may be our agenda, but we, as individuals and as a class, are part of so many more public agendas: abortion women’s status, welfare, political platforms, , taxes, “privacy,” race, class, gender, christian conversion, infertility, child abuse, custody disputes, high tech repro, political correctness, immigration, trafficking, child abandonment, globalism, neo-colonialism, imperialism, State Department deals. You can probably think of more. Leave us Continue Reading →

My Second Adoptee: James MacArthur

The Young Stranger had a terrific impact on me. I knew by my voracious reading of movie magazines that James MacArthur was adopted. When I saw the film, I was at the age where I was angry about a lot of stuff, including adoption, though I had yet to intellectualize much of it. I’d made a speciality of systematically rummaging through the house while my parents were away, looking for anything about my adoption. (It never seriously occurred to me to ask, since I was sure tears would ensue. They had a year earlier when I’d shouted “You can’t tell me what to do . You’re not my real mother.”) The Young Stranger had nothing to do with adoption, but it was about identify formation, hypocrisy, and crappy middle class status styles. And Hal Ditmar was portrayed by an adoptee. Was James MacArthur playing out adoption? I felt like he was playing out mine. Continue Reading →

Pound Pup: Why the Hague Convention Needs Revised

Pound Pup Legacy has a very important piece up: Why the Hague Convention Needs Revised. I was going to comment about it later, but now is a good a time as any to get it out. I’ll probably say more later when I calm down from losing the blog I intended to post today. This is the type of research and writing our side does so well. It needs to be distributed far and wide. The adoption industry thinks that by ignoring what writers like and Kerry and Niels say, that it and they will go away. It won’t. And we won’t. Here is a sample: In order to “earn” adoptable infants, adoption agencies and prospective adopters make donations to orphanages. The more money donated, the larger the number of infants an agency is entitled to. Orphanages don’t necessarily have a shortage of children in their care, but many don’t have a large supply of adoptable infants. When orphanages receive more donations than they have adoptable infant stock, they need to procure infants to fulfill their obligation. The Hague Convention on the Protection of Children and Co-operation in Respect of Inter-Country Adoption. The Hague convention was introduced in the 1990’s Continue Reading →

Blog Explodes

OK, I spent hours writing a blog tonight. I tried to fix a broken link and the whole thing except for the last couple paragraphs just went poof right off the screen and the “new version” automatically saved itself. I ‘ve had it. In a separate post, I’ll put up a short piece and go to bed I’ve had it. I will try to reconstruct tomorrow.

Betty Anderson: A Little Clip from Peyton Place

Peyton Place, the book, the movie, the TV nighttime drama, is all about repressed sexuality, illicit sex, bastards, and unwed mothers. I love it. I can still see TV Allison (Mia Farrow) running downstairs each morning on her way to school, kissing the magazine cut-out of her “father” that her mother Constance MacKenzie had so lovingly framed and placed on the mantle. The dead war hero. Hmmm, not exactly! Connie has issues, but they’re for another time. Then, there was Betty Anderson (Barbara Parkins) and Rodney Harrington (Ryan O’Neill), small town beauties made for each other, except… Rodney the rich boy and Betty, the not quite from-the-other side-of-the-tracks but low enough on the social ladder to be unacceptable. (Adding to the lovers’ problems was the ick factor affair between Betty’s mother and Rodney’s father.) I could write about Peyton Place for days, and at some point I will probably return to it. Since I’m still strapped for time tonight, though I’m posing this clip from the TV show. I love Betty’s talk with Allison at the pillory on the town square; her knowledge that they stand as a silent mediator of female transgression, especially for those who know and then Continue Reading →