Camilla Cavendish of the Times is running a series of articles all this week on the family courts and the social work filth that gains so much from them. Aside from the articles you are also being asked to write in anonymously if you have had experience of the social work filth interfering in your life. The aim is to see if there are geographical clusters where the filth have been at their most insolent. There is also an on-line form that you can use to register a protest with your MP, and a series of links are being created to campaigning groups.

Why has The Times started this campaign against the family courts? Well, your cynical Exile reckons that since most Times' readers work in the private sector it may have something to do with the sheer cost to those taxpayers of providing employment for the bovine lower middle class.

That's fine, and let's have one war at a time. We need to put aside our distaste for the Murdoch press - and the scabs who keep it going - as there are bigger fish to fry. It is our class that most comes under attack from these creatures, so let's all be nice to Camilla and help her do over the social work filth, shall we?

So this social worker flies over to Sri Lanka and ships street dogs over to the UK. Then one of the rabid muts bites the silly bitch. People, could I make this shit up?

A pity the dog then died because we could have tossed him a bone - or another social worker.

See what the British army thinks about this wonderful tale.

By my arse this has been a good week! In gloating triumph I'm posting Hasta Siempre, as sung by the drop-dead gorgeous, to say nothing of seriously shaggable, Nathalie Cardone.

As most of you will know, it all started on Saturday when I got involved with a bunch of social work shit on their unintentionally hilarious website. As you also know, one of those prime pillocks, then decided to smear me right there on the site. So on Monday a complaint was put in to the General Social Care Council and with luck Britain will soon have one lump of social work shit less polluting the air that every bugger has to breath.

However, the best is still to come. Yesterday I received an e-mail from a certain social worker, pledging support for Sean French. Yes, there was this git, large as life, telling French that he should be supported!

The daft thing about this is that his e-mail was sent to me by accident, as he obviously clicked the wrong button on his computer. Come on, what do you expect? These people are just not that bright.

Now the social workers who run the Community Care site are a bit more on the ball. When they deleted the thread that had contained the libel, I wrote to them and said that even though the libellous posting had been edited, their action could be seen by the General Social Care Council as an attempt to remove evidence. I could almost hear the arseholes clench, and within hours that thread was back as if nothing had happened. Now that's the type of lower middle class arewipes that I like! Quiet, respectful, and without an uppity bone in their bodies. Kick their arses and they bounce agreeably in the right direction.

As for that poor fool who doesn't understand computers very well, I am sure that he realises his mistake by now, and if he doesn't then his gaffers will surely point it out to him. Just as soon as I send them the information that is...

In the meantime, enjoy Nathalie's video and think pleasant thoughts about a country that stood scabby little types against a wall almost half a century ago.

Hasta la victoria siempre, compañeros. Hasta la victoria siempre.

I've had enough of being sweet to lumps of social work shit. No more Mr Nice Exile for me - it's time we got down to some serious business.

I am sick and tired of highlighting individual cases of malpractice on the part of these insolent little turds. Let's debate the social work industry as a whole, and ask ourselves why the people of Britain continue to shell out their taxes, year in and year out, to keep unproductive, parasitic dross like this on the gravy train?

Partly the answer lies in the make-up of the Nu-Labour Party and its councillors and MPs. As I have argued before, Nu-Labour is basically the voice of the under-worked, over-paid council employee - especially the social work filth.

However, another reason is that we do not do a very good job of getting the message out that UK public squalor is a direct result of millions of pounds being spent on social work dross.

Let's treat them with the contempt that they deserve and get people laughing at them. Mocking laughter is one of the most potent weapons in the political arsenal, so let's give the buggers plenty to be humiliated about.

Take this new video by UKSecretCourts. It only runs for 40 seconds and it is brilliant. Drop me a line if you want a version to play on your mobile 'phone and I will send it to you free, gratis and for nothing.

All I ask is that you pass it around to your mates and upload it all over the web.

We have been having a fun week at The Exile, we have indeed!

It all started on Sunday when UKSecretcourts gave me a link to a site where various social work types reassure one another that they are very important indeed. The fact that their prose tends to the semi-literate just makes the whole site even more hilarious for the casual visitor. Take this heartfelt plea from one of their number as a case in point:

Where to begin with that one! I think that I'll just content myself by pointing out that they got through because it wasn't really an M.A. You can tell that because higher degrees are by research in the UK. Unless you are at some old poly that has been allowed to degrade the name of university, of course. Then you probably do have to follow a programme, even if they don't teach you how to spell the word properly.

Enough of this merry banter. Your friendly Exile left a few comments, as was reported on Sunday at this very blog. Whereupon all hell broke loose...

One lump of social work filth, a creature that answers to the name of Sean French, posted an hilarious stream of conciousness that is far too long to reproduce here, but then he got so angry he posted an accusation that I am a child molester...

Dear, dear me.

Mothers' for Justice has claimed for a long time that members of the the social work filth use lies and smears to force people to obey them and to silence all criticism. They were right, weren't they? That is exactly what these creatures do.

As for Sean French, all the documentation has been sent to the General Social Care Council, which registers over-ambitious, bovine dross as members of the social work industry. With luck, we might be able to get this creature struck off the register.

Things are obviously getting dirty, which is good, because I am now in my element. However, let's just think about why the social work filth responded in this way. Had I tried my mockery and contempt on army officers, barristers or surgeons, say, they would have just ignored me. People who belong to the true professional groupings are relaxed and confident about both themselves and their membership of a particular professional caste.

The same cannot be said of the social work filth who demand that status for themselves; indeed, the lack of that recognition is one of the things that they whine about on their pathetic little website. However, such recognition will never be accorded to a grasping collection of lower middle class vermin with their puerile little poly degrees.

That's what got them so incandescent with rage and that is why they hit out in that way. I just brought them face to face with the reality of what they are.

This is a guest posting by UKSecretCourts, an anti-social worker activist based in Wales. She uses video for her campaigning, and her work can be watched at this link.

The social work industry is unaccountable in the UK and that is doubly true for their child protection wing. On their word alone, you can be unlawfully arrested and then held in custody. You may find that hard to believe, and you may say that the police would be impartial, and that they would check the evidence before they acted. However, I am sorry to say that impartiality and checking of evidence is not regarded as important in the social work state.

The social work industry did all that to me, in defiance of the court orders that applied in my case. They contacted Abertillery police and had them arrest me in my nightgown at 10.30 pm one night. I tried to tell the police that I had court orders on my side, and all they said was:

"Yeah, well you would say that, wouldn't you?"

So I got to spend a night in the cells. My solicitors were outraged, and by midnight they were screaming at the police that the whole thing was unlawful. The police began to look very confused indeed, especially when they were shown the Crown Prosecution Service letters from CAFCASS, signed by the very officer who had then ordered the police to arrest me, to say nothing of my Court Orders.

The CPS got scared and dropped the charges against me. That's what happens when you fall foul of the social work industry and their dirty tactics. The aim is to intimidate you, so that you obey their every whim.

Dai Davies, my MP, put down an Early Day Motion, to end the secrecy that surrounds my case, so that I can speak about what happened without the gagging order that is currently in place. So far 35 MPs have signed that EDM.

By the spring of this year I began to receive messages via my YouTube page from fathers' rights activists. They are begging me "please keep in touch, we don't want to lose you." You see, now and for the first time, women are speaking up. That frightens the social workers because women are seen as more pliable.

If I am vocal, then something magical happens. Both men and women turn on child protection for the first time. We are still different armies, the men and the women, but we fight as one military and towards one aim, the destruction of the secret courts and an end to rule by the social work industry.

My work only really began this year, but already social workers' fora are discussing it. They seem to think that I am a leader and that I have associates working for me. It does not require a genius to figure out that I am nothing more than an angry mother, but that idea seems to be beyond the capabilities of this semi-educated band. I'm starting to be a thorn in their side, my work slowly filtering through into that of the fathers' rights activists, who are staggered at what I have to say.

As I sat in that police cell, I vowed to myself, that if Nelson Mandela could serve almost 30 years in Prison, then so could I.

Better that than tamely surrender to those creatures of the night.

Starting tomorrow The Exile will run a series of guest postings by UKSecretCourts, the nom de guerre of a young Welsh agitvideo maker. Most of her postings will involve a video that you will be able to watch here, along with an explanation to ram her message home.

If you tune in tomorrow for the first offering you will find out why UKSecretCourts loathes the social work filth, but why am I providing space for her videos here?

The quick answer is that she is a very good video maker and I want her work to get as wide an exposure as possible. However, that is only part of the answer.

Socialism is built out of the wreckage of capitalism. However, the days when working class people had the economic muscle to hold the capitalist state to ransom have clearly gone, so how can we even irritate the state, given those circumstances? Obviously we need to rethink our strategies.

Capitalism cannot survive without a large parasitic middle class that acts as a buffer between the working class and the owners of capital. This middle class is given rewards by capitalism for its loyalty, and its members enjoy having us to look down on. However, as a class it is weak, and open to attack on many fronts. If that class could be damaged then capitalism itself would be damaged. At the very least, one could envisage a situation where the likes of Rupert Murdoch suddenly decided that it was in their interests to dump that class and seek new arrangements with ours. At best, the sky would be the limit for our class. It all depends on how badly we can degrade those parasitic lumps of shit that go under the generic name of middle class.

As far as those creatures who work in the private sector are concerned, then their time will come, but not yet. We cannot fight a group over whom we have no economic or political leverage. However, that is not the case as far as the middle class scum who are employed by local government is concerned.

This brings me, in a roundabout sort of way to the social work filth. The stories about them are legion - and most working class people loathe, despise and fear them. If those creatures did not exist then they would have to be invented because as targets for working class action they are that perfect.

To make matters even nicer, they are also despised by the middle class proper who tend to work in the private sector. Partly this is due to the fact that the taxes paid by that group help to provide the wages for the highly unproductive social work industry, but it is also due to the sheer effrontery of the industry's members. Just click on this link if you want to know what I mean and consider the number of times that the social work filth who are writing there use the word professional, or one of its derivatives.

The point here is that true professionals don't need to announce their status at every opportunity. However, scabby little slags with their pathetic poly degrees and their equally pathetic demands for status do - and that is another good reason why we might be able to count on allies in this battle.

Obviously the alliance would only be tactical, as our aim is to destroy an entire class. That said, wouldn't it be wonderful if, with just a little prodding from us, the middle class started to fight a civil war? We could just sit in the pub, throw the beer down the necks, and watch the show.

So, having been given this group who consume resources that we as a class need for ourselves, we would be fools if we did not take advantage of the situation by using them to rally our own people to battle.

Let's have the fuckers, in other words.

This is just a quickie to welcome the webmongs who are coming here from this site which exists to allow social work filth to tell each other how important they are. Regular Exile readers should nip over there and check out the number of times that the cockroaches use the word professional in their postings, as it is quite a good laugh.

Do you think that somebody should tell these scabby-arsed lower middle class vermin that real professionals don't have to stake their claims to that status every five minutes because it is taken as read?

Or should we just carry on treating them like the pathetic little maggots that they are?

Update, 8.45pm:

This is just too fucking wonderful for words. The site run by the social work filth lets anyone sign up for a blog. So I did and here is the link. Now God knows how long that blog will stay live, but at the time of writing I am using the filth's bandwidth to taunt the fuckers.

As one of my commentators here pointed out, my two comments on the thread did not stay live for long, but you really need to get over there and see the howls of precious rage that those comments elicited from more than one semi-literate social worker. My favourite is number 37, from a character named Sean French who couldn't even break his hysterical drivel down into paragraphs so excited was he. I wonder if he calmed himself down with a nice wank afterwards?

Update, 2.30am, 2-June-2008:

Insomnia being the terrible thing that it is, I went and had a look at the social work filth site yet again. I came across this entry page which I hadn't noticed before. It lists the seven discussion fora and is headed:

Professional forums - for social care professionals only.

Of those seven fora, no less than five have the word professionals in their headings. People, these creatures deserve our mockery.

Following on from the case of Sam Johnson that we reported on recently, matters do seem to be running Sam's way at last. Reports reaching The Exile tell us that yesterday the social work scum turned up at the home of Gary Johnson, who is Sam's father, and tried to dupe him into believing that an application for an order returning Sam to their loathsome clutches was actually the court order itself. Gary didn't fall for that and so the social work filth then fell back on Plan B.

They trooped over to Sam's school and requested to speak to him. Sam for his part seems to be as cute as a cartload of monkeys and he told them, basically, to go and pull their foreskins over their heads prior to wanking themselves to death. All this was done in front of Sam's friends and the social work shit had to withdraw with the braying sound of a whole school's mockery ringing in their ears.

Sam - I told you this bugger was cute - then got in touch with his solicitor who demanded a fully authorised recovery order by 5.00pm BST yesterday. That is 11.00am Mexico City & U.S. Central, and no order seems to have been issued.

Anyone else would probably rest on their laurels at that point, but young Sam is off to court today, Friday, to demand that the whole matter of the recovery order be declared null and void. He also wants the matter referred to the High Court where it will be dealt with in public. If that happens then British newspapers can report the whole story, without deleting the names of Sam Johnson, and his father Gary, who live in Essex.

The best guess at this point is that the social work filth will let Sam get his way and return home. The quid pro quo will be that the care order remains in place, thus the press will not be allowed to make hay with the story of how a sack of social work shit tried, and failed, to force a young fellow to bow the knee and make obeisance to them.

However, that order will not apply to Mexican blogs, will it?

The news is breaking that Essex social work filth, along with the local plods, are attempting to force 16 year old Sam Johnson to leave his father's house and return to their clutches.

As The Exile understands it, Sam quarrelled with his mother and has refused to speak to her for some time. This was enough to allow the local social work filth to apply for a care order that allowed them to seize Sam and his 13 year old brother.

Sam comes over as a brave young soul and he then went off and briefed a solicitor, prior to returning to his father's house.

None of this is allowed, of course, as if Sam gets away with his open defiance of the social work filth then it could set a bad example to others.

Information just received suggests that the police raid on the father's house is taking place at this moment.

What will probably happen is that Sam will be forcibly removed to wherever the social work filth have decided to hold him. The police will then leave and shortly afterwards so will Sam Johnson. The social work filth will then get the cops to return him and the sick game will continue until the police decide that they have better things to do with their time and Sam will be left alone.

What Sam needs is publicity - the one thing that the social work filth find the most frightening of all. Remember that we are dealing here with over-ambitious, thick as pigshit, lower-middle-class scum. Let's treat 'em with the contempt that they deserve.

Bloggers, please link to this posting!

This is a guest posting by UKSecretCourts:

Can you imagine what it's like to get comments from those vehemently opposed to your ideals? If not, may I suggest an afternoon on You Tube to regain your faith in dialogue and debate? One memorable comment, was that I was a "crack whore", which has the advantage of being a short, snappy retort, that requires no elaboration. Such simplicity is always to be admired.

On the other hand there are social workers who write to tell me why they left the horrors of Social Services. And social workers who write to tell me that I insult their gender, and am facile and advise me to "try doing a social workers job and then come back with your allegations of corruption".

Then there's the wonderful Nigella, otherwise known as Nigel the Paedophile. He considers Doctor Richard Gardner to be a visionary, when Doctor Gardner's quotes include "Rape is the price to be paid for receiving the sperm". Well quite, but I can't see many rape victims agreeing with that. Nigel was convicted for downloading 11,000 indecent images, and runs a website promoting paedophile in some vague non descriptive language. (If you want to know more about the late Richard Gardner, by the way, just watch my video.)

But I ask you, how often have you debated under aged sex with a paedophile? Or Finland's answer, which is castration, or nip and tuck as I like to call it? You see, for all its trials, You Tube is simply wonderful for meeting such characters who enrich your life. I'm not saying I'll ever agree with SFrench, Social Worker From Hell, or Nigella, but we shout barbed insults over the Berlin Wall, and engage with each others' viewpoints. That makes You Tube priceless.

A few days ago a member of the social work industry was stabbed and killed in Preston, Lancashire. The Mothers for Justice board has a discussion going on about this, and what follows is the raw testimony of one mother who has to endure the living hell of waking up each day and knowing that her two children are not asleep under her roof.

This is what she wrote - I have edited the text slightly to make it easier to read:

What can I add to that? If you are anywhere near Preston, why not visit that dead lump of social work shit's grave and have a nice long piss all over it?

Then when you next bump into a member of the social work industry, just tell it what you did. Just so that it knows. Just so it feels the hatred and starts to know what fear is like.

This is a guest posting by the video maker UKSecretCourts:

The Exile's dedicated readers have been subjected to a whole raft of social work issues in the UK in recent postings. The Exile calls my videos agitprop, for which I'm eternally grateful and proud.

Maybe I could apply for Russian citizenship? Stand back for the stampede: half of the UK would happily swap Britain for Siberia, after contamination by our Social Services.

Oh, drama I hear you cry! Well, perhaps, it's more eloquently put by some of our Top Judges, and here's what one said last week.

Speaking of the family courts, Mr Justice Coleridge called them a "never ending carnival of human misery - a ceaseless river of human distress".

Thank you, Mr Justice Coleridge. There, the top judges are now joining the new applicants of the Soviet Union in decrying our governments record. Perhaps Mr Justice Coleridge is applying for Siberia too? Makes a happy change I should imagine.

So, now that I'm backed by the highest Judges speaking out against the Government, surely we'd see some sharp, instant response?

No, we get denial. A spokeswoman for the Department of Children, Families and Schools said: "We do not agree that there has been a breakdown in the family - 70% of families are headed by a married couple... And a recent BBC poll suggests that three-quarters of people in Britain are optimistic about the future of their families, 24% higher than when the same question was asked in 1964."

So there we have it. I hate to mention it, but they're quoting BBC polls, in an attempt to decry the top Judges of the country.

Since when has a TV station been the fountain of Government policy or law?

Meanwhile, children continue to be caught in the ceaseless river of human misery as it reaches it's logical conclusion, which is no place for a child.

Be afraid. Be very, very afraid. The social work filth are after your children.

You think that because you have a Ph.D or work as a high-powered solicitor they won't come after you? Think again. These creatures want you to know that they are in charge.

So make sure that when you meet one you spit.

Let's talk about a topic dear to my heart - agitational video. As regular readers will know, I have long advocated the value of short videos that aim at getting the message out. With that in mind let's consider two propaganda videos that this blog has publicised over the past week. The first is Fitna, the Dutch anti-Islamic video, and the second the work of UKSecretCourts, an example of which we posted about last night.

On the surface, both videos are very similar. Both use clips that have been taken from the web and edited together with a musical soundtrack. However, that is where the similarities end because Fitna is an agitprop work that looks backwards; whereas the UKSecretCourts videos are the forward looking ones.

What does good propaganda achieve? At its best it does two things: it reinforces what people already believe and it turns neutrals into sympathisers. Fitna succeeds with the first, but fails with the second. The UKSecretCourts' videos succeed at both.

Fitna runs for just over 15 minutes, and that is at least ten minutes too long. What Geert Wilders, its creator, doesn't realise is that today's population has the attention span of a lobotomised goldfish. Anything that is over five minutes long will just cause them to switch off, either literally or figuratively. UKSecretCourts realises this, probably because the person behind that monicker is a young, very beautiful young woman who has been brought up watching MTV videos. Geert Wilders is, I am sorry to say, a middle aged bloke who doesn't really get all this new technology stuff. He cannot understand that in today's multi-channel world, less is more.

His video certainly appeals to the already committed. I spoke on the telephone to a good friend of mine who is vehemently anti-Islam and he was raving about Fitna. The problem is that when I spoke to other friends who fall into the "don't give a shit" category, the response was uniformly negative. Too long, too boring, too repetitive was the message that I got back.

With UKSecretCourts' work, the response was very different. Her three to five minute videos capture and hold the imagination of the audience and create just the state of mind that good agitprop should create in the minds of the uninvolved viewers: it makes them angry!

Yesterday I road- tested this lady's work out on some Mexican friends. They all spoke a bit of English, just enough to understand the simple captions that she uses. All of them wanted more information about the social work filth, and one went so far as to say that he thought that Englishmen were putos (poofs) for not shooting a few lumps of social work shit.

I think that the only criticism that I can level at the UKSecretCourts videos is that she aims too much at YouTube and similar sites. Increasingly, that is not how people receive their information. The future of agitprop videos may lie in the world of the mobile 'phone - in the third world it already does, as we can see from this posting that deals with how Iraqi propagandists get their message out.

Many people in the UK have a computer at home, but many more don't. However, the mobile 'phone is now so ubiquitous that all and sundry have them. Children and other young people are used to passing short, 30 seconds to one minute, clips around. Technically it isn't difficult to produce 'phone clips, so if UKSecretCourts can produce videos of that length, videos that capture the imagination as much as her YouTube videos already do, then she could very well become the Leni Riefenstahl of this century.

Have you ever heard of Parental Alienation Syndrome? That's OK because neither had I until a lady who goes under the monicker of UKSecretCourts wrote to me and asked me to publicise its use by the social work filth. Since I happen to be an admirer of her video work, I'm only to pleased to oblige.

The video which I have embedded here pretty much tells you everything that you need to know about this PAS idea. Basically the idea is that if a child rejects a parent, usually the father, then that is because that child has been coached into feeling that way by the mother. The whole notion of PAS, as thought up by the late Richard Gardner has been much criticised, and the concept doesn't seem to be recognised in the UK.

So what the social work filth try to do, according to sources who wish to remain anonymous, is use nebulous concepts like "emotional abuse". That way they get to use PAS under another name to take control of a child's future.

When dealing with social work filth you have to remember that it is always about power and control. The Gardner Thesis, albeit under other names, is one way in which their power can be justified. It is a simple idea, therefore it appeals to the semi-educated social work mind.

This rather tasty bit of talent is the franchise sales manageress of Russia's Expobank, an outfit that has just been taken over by Barclay's Bank for a whopping $745 million. Given that it only has assets of $100 million or so, someone is obviously a good salesman. Or maybe the Barclay's lads decided that buying the bank to get access to its undoubted talents was well worth it. (Just put your cursor over the delightful rump of Miss Evgenia Trusilova and then give her a well-deserved smack with your left mouse button to see the rest of the calender.)

Here's a thought that came to me as I gazed at the luscious Miss Trusilova and thought that she could trusi my lova any time she wants, why is it that banks, say, get such beddable birds working for them, and all the social work industry gets are the dogs?

If you doubt my words, then consider the average social workerette and ask yourself one simple question: would you shag it?

Come to think of it, is the fact that no element of the social work industry has ever come up with the idea of running a Miss Social Worker competition not indicative of the fact that if a social worker was the last woman on this earth, then that would be the end of the human race?

A mate of mine did have a social work squeeze many years ago. A tiny little tart who kept tripping over the string on her Tampax. If memory serves me right he once said that she was so fucking fat that when she sat on his face he couldn't hear his stereo.

He only went out with her because she had appeared in films. You may remember her from Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho - she was the one you saw at the end, sat in the fucking rocking chair.

Enough of this merry banter - would you dip your wick in a social worker's pit? That's the question.

If not, probably because the thought makes you want to vomit, then consider that we as socialists accept the notion that the middle class are unproductive parasites who only serve to consume resources and pollute the fucking air that the rest of us have to breath. However, if the females of this particular sector of the middle class are so God-awful that even their vibrators shrivel up, then what is the point of keeping them around, if they are not even fit to fuck?

Fran Lyon may turn out to be the luckiest lady on earth. As we reported here, she was forced to flee the UK to escape the attentions of the socials work filth who were determined to seize her unborn child as soon as she was born.

Fran made a home for herself abroad, and her daughter, Molly, was born in perfect safety in January. So why is she really so lucky?

The social work filth were considering applying to the English courts to have Molly made a ward of court. Had that happened, and had Fran given birth within the European Union, then baby Molly could have been returned to the loathsome clutches of the social work industry.

As late as December last year the social work filth were claiming that “The case has not been dropped and until we hand over to another authority she is still under our care."

Got that? Especially the "under our care" bit. Translated into simple English, that means that an adult, Fran Lyon in this case, was expected to seek the permission of the social work filth before she made a decision.

Thankfully all that is behind Fran now. However, if Fran and Molly are within the EU, then the social work filth can still change their minds and go after Molly through an administrative order.

The lesson for any other young woman who finds herself in the same situation is clear: get out of the European Union!