Project: Save All Children

Meet Lucy, Our Greatest Mother

Lucy was the first people in the universe. She was all alone once, the only one who can say what that was like.
Click to see our great, g, g...g, great grand Mother more clearly.

A computer is a machine, a machine is a tool, a tool serves a purpose: And there is no higher purpose than feeding, sheltering and protecting Children.

My 'About Me' showing All Children are #1

I call "them" out for what they really are: Dead Things, aka rapists, that assault and sometimes kill; and manic, manipulative, maniacal, commanding, demanding, reprimanding men (man) who are indistinguishable from Dead Things by strangers. I am this site, and Dead Things must be excluded from Peace on Earth with extreme prejudice, from our positivity and community.
I am this site's designer and all the content, mistakes and all, are mine. I also own ChildMotherFather Canada, which means I hired the best System Engineer in the world, i.e., me.

The Computer

Contact me

Have some input, I'd love to hear compliments or constructive criticisms. Many little compliments represent one big, encouraging, supportive compliment, so any praise would be welcome as encouragement I can pass on.
Email me at richard@childmotherfather.ca, or click the button to fill in a form, and I'll respond as soon as possible.

Children First in Children's House

I'm sorry if you were raped. I was too. Not only that, but I'm even more sorry if the guys minimized it and called it sexual abuse instead of rape or assault, as they did with me. People say it's about an assault, not about sex, yet they call it 'sex'ual abuse.

Be with me in seeing Children First in Children's House as Lucy does

I need enCOURAGEment. Communicate your honor, send your words of support to me so I can send support your way when you are in need. This is not finite as are all pyramid schemes, this is a plan to have peace, freedom and plenty of everything we need and want from the computer, Children's House, from Us.

Apologies

Support Child, Mother, and Father's Priority: Children

Share Your Good Fortune

Your ability to share your resources is more critical than your money. Enough adults can offer their voice, ear, emergency pickup, food, shelter in a spare room, support, etc. These children of all ages need to be in such a system, to be understood, encouraged and loved by those honored with good fortune and who can afford to share.

Expertise Required

There are several specific roles we need filled: Second (desperately), Accountant, Business Lawyer, AutoCAD Operator, ASP .NET Website Designer, Domain Administrator, and guys on GitHub or similar to develop an app to control a 1-800 number appropriate for a ubiquitous AID line (never hell-p, never reminded of a place of eternal pain, suffering and torment...of rape).

Join with those of us who stand proud to live in the best country in the universe. Not everyone appreciates all our country offers. One young man threw an emblem, from a ceremony I imagine, on the ground after exiting a federal building downtown. So, we can do better to impress our Children.

For Proud Canadians

Ontario extends everywhere and nowhere, as does every city and country.
So this happens in every country, people getting their meals from the organic refuse people throw out. The photo shows what gluttony really looks like: the rich using a million dollars of the unfortunates' food resources for a car they don't drive; or 500 million dollars worth of Children's resources on a personal yacht.

So I have a very precise, keen mind and see things in a new light. Other times, other people look kinder upon others than I, and they share a bit of wisdom with me. And maybe you want to share a morsel with me, that I can share with anyone here.
I'll start with something that affects me greatly: the brutally cold winters here.

Random Bits of Wisdom

The "r" Topic

My Toronto, My Canada

First, I'm sorry if you were raped or even just robbed of a safe childhood or adulthood, or both. I was raped, too. There's a lot of confusion on the subject, and I hope to dispel most of it. First, we're made--forced--to feel worth.less [than zero]. Of course, we're not told it's they, the Dead Things (aka rapists), that are the negative, not us. The Dead Things will be gone soon.

Community Cards
(aka, my business cards)

Final front side of my community card

This is the final front side of my community card. Originally, the www.ChildMotherFather.ORG only redirected to my www.ChildMotherFather.CA site, but once I got some links to my nom de plumes on Quora, and the barrage of constant changes subsided, I designed www.ChildMotherFather.ORG with a link to the www.ChildMotherFather.CA site, but below the link is the main purpose of the site: to list all of Lucy's descendants, but not a single Dead Thing's identifier among them. It's the real friend site; because a friend wouldn't set you up to chat with just anyone with a phone number.

Original back of my community card

This is the original back of my community card with a dining room view, but with "Children's House" and the card's tag line more graphical. I can't see if you can zoom in, but the yellow blotch on the edge of the table reads "Children's House."
This is where everyone has enough food, but it can be as big and grand and sunny as all of us want, as one, as family, for it to be. Inside this 3-dimensional, finite, fixed-sized structure is the 4th dimension, infinity.

Added second back of my commcard

I wanted a view of the dining room and kitchen thinking of Children being fed, but more important to me in my childhood would have been being safe as I tried to sleep in peace, not feel a paw of a Dead Thing reaching down my pajamas. I saw immediately that someone who would reach down a nine-year-young's pants could just as mindlessly kill. In a moment, I thought the safest course of action would be to not resist, since I was in a basement apartment's dark bedroom far enough from my family's aid to risk being permanently silenced if I screamed or resisted.
Had that stopped there, I think I would have made sure everyone at school was aware there were mindless guy's effectively targeting Children, us. But then I felt its maw on my private area, and I blacked out. When I awoke, it was morning, and I quickly dressed and fled upstairs. I didn't remember any of it, just the decision to never sleep in the same bed as it ever again.
Had I remembered, I could have spared my younger brother a similar fate, except he said he told the Dead Thing to stop, and it complied. Though a failed suicide attempt prompted a friend to suggest I was raped, and I should read The Courage to Heal, which I did twenty years later.
Reading the stories of what the Women from the book went thru made what I endured seemed minor, so I slowly remembered and even more slowly saw it really did happen. So I confronted the rapist 20 years late and my brother for some reason admitted what happened to him, then took the coward's way out and refused to go to court with me. The phone number the rapist gave me as someone who would vouch for it caught what most people would call diddling his two sons in the tub.
I suppose if I were ignorant enough to allow a 20-something-year-old male stranger alone in a bathroom where my two young sons were sharing a bath, I might also be cowardly enough to move away and refuse his sons the chance to deal with it as victims, not as bad boys.
So I added a second back side to my community card partially just as a respit from the responsibility of the content I post, to use a graphics program and work at art that's easy to get right, and partially because a safe place to sleep as a child would have put me decades ahead of where i am now.

First version of what at that time I called my social card

I wanted my social card to sound interesting, engage people so they could learn something new and potentially life-changing; of the Imagination Theory, Lucy, etc.; but I considered this too over the top, so I changed it to something I love and have no reason to ever want to change. There was also the confusion of not putting "www." in front of the 2 website links, which I corrected on the very next version.

ChildMotherFather Canada's Logo

The Team

There's just me with my thoughts, ideas, theories and plans, so far, though we are 8 Facebook Imagionationist-strong

Our team is made up of me.
Every word and mistake are mine, as far as content goes. GoDaddy for another month for the delivery of my content. GoDaddy is a hosting company that doesn't mind charging for little to completely no work performed, just like every other man without honor does.