So if you are not familiar, I’ve lived in Chicago for 26 years, been married twice, filed for a green card twice, 2nd one was declined because they said they couldn’t find first file from 1989, ….and they didn’t want to see my copies of all of the original documentation….then my now ex-husband Joel Carreon, who works at Williams & Lea in Chicago, saw a great opportunity to get ALL of my assets (not half) and got help from his buddy in the FBI and I was dragged away and put into deportation..this was one week after the divorce Judge denied his petition to take the house before the divorce finances were settled. He never provided evidence of his income. (I truly only believed he was behind this when I saw the date of the initiation request, shown in my file I got from the British Govt by filing a FOIA request…)
STOP AND THINK. You can only call a landline from jail, if there is money on your jail account. Do You KNOW anyone with a landline? Can you understand how hard it is to get Any help at all? While I was jailed, my ex-husband went first class to Hawaii for a vacation with someone; it’s on the credit card statements…..
US Immigration wanted to cover their continuous errors; all the rules were bent and broken, and I was held in a filthy jail and starved for 108 days. You are made to wear clothing with others blood and bodily fluids, and denied everything you are supposed to have as an ‘administrative detainee”. I am a witness to the abuses in these jails. I was dumped at Heathrow Airport on Sept 11, 2008. I went straight to the library, posted everything I had online, visited public officials who made enquiries; which led to an Anti-Terror warrant being served on me, at the request of the US Govt, which was worded “and documents related to America” – what…People Magazine, or the evidence that I have lived honestly and paid taxes for 20 years? My DNA was taken, even though I was not charged with anything. I guess America wanted to try to find and attach some crime to me to justify their actions. They Had No Luck, I’ve never had so much as a parking ticket.
And Yet….it still took ten months and direct letters to Hillary Clinton to be able to come home, now on a U-Visa. This requires a Work Permit. Which is Always delayed…as is the green card that is supposed to follow a U-Visa Application. 26 FUCKING YEARS.
So back in the US, trying to rebuild you life, with no health insurance for medical problems caused by false arrest and detainment, interviewing constantly to get any job, you realize that no one is smart enough to understand a U-Visa. No one looks at job applications that don’t say “US Citizen or Green card holder” …so you apply for 200 jobs a week; you get one interview a month. Ultimately, someone asks all the wrong illegal questions, demanding to know Why you can work if you are not a ‘citizen’….and the classic, oft-repeated, “A Crime Victim Visa? Oh…What Crime did you Commit?” – making you wish you had not spent the bus fare to attend the interview.
Eventually you get a call out of the blue, from some agency that found your résumé and wants to offer you a contract job. $28 an hour. YES. You get there, and it’s a huge empty room, with four cubes. You are told you don’t need a phone or a computer for this job. You are supposed to ‘sort’ piles of dusty documents from government agencies from the 1970’s and 80s. You take pleasure in shredding anything that looks important. The guy in the shredding room is happy to have a visitor, it’s been five years. The other chick is Pakistani, she is curious what this agency is, they called he rout of the blue too. So you Google it, its smack between the CIA and Homeland Security in Washington. You start slacking off, realizing it’s just another cell.
You get a call from a real recruiter…..AWESOME a Temp-to-hire for Transunion a Real Job at What you Used to be Highly Skilled At!! You take, as fast as you can, because you need to try to rebuild your life, you credibility. Your finances. You add the job to your Linked-In profile. At Transunion, after a couple of months, they like you, they want to hire you….and then..The FBI Stops by. The next day, you are told your position has been eliminated. Even your computer is taken away. Your boss is very uncomfortable. He now can’t have an assistant, to make the story stick.
You start applying for everything again. You get another call out of the blue, and you say, “Sure. Shit. Why Not…” and you start working for Freddie Mac. A Totally Government controlled Entity. You work for a total asshole, but this is the Least of Your Problems. You can ignore his crap. You work really hard to get your perspective back after all this crazy drama, while mourning the fact that you are now too old to start a family, even if you did meet someone who liked you. You constantly thank your greedy ex-husband for that, and fervently hope that everything he ever wants, goes to shit too. You realize that you were just too trusting and nice a person. But you also realize, if it had been Wisconsin, he may have just taken you on a hunting trip and had an accident with you. Lots of women die that way.
It has now been more than 20 years since you emigrated to Chicago. It is supposed to take 2 years from the issue of the U-Visa for the green card process. It is Delayed, so every year, you file an application to renew your travel permission and work permit. You apply early, it is produced early and backdated six months…so it’s only valid for six months and you have paid twice. You apply in the same time frame the next year; it is delayed, so while you are on vacation, you are called by your new manager Peter Giles, 312-407-7400, and told that they terminated you when your work permit expired on November 28. Ok. The work permit arrives at the lawyer, on 12/15/13. You know you will have to start the arduous, several year process to get a ‘real job’ with health insurance again, at the age of 46. Meantime, the lawyers and everyone else needs payment.
You suspect Freddie couldn’t wait to find a reason to terminate you, because during 2013, your previous Asshole Manager John Luka, was being ‘slow terminated” by being given an agreement, not to speak out, and $150,000.00 to find a new job within 3 months. You are not sure what he did but it’s a pretty unusual situation. He also makes you sit in his chair and makes you transfer all his contacts to his home email. You ask someone about this, because, it is not clear if it is against policy (among the many other things he does…)
The Director, John Cannon, stops by and puts his hand on your shoulder and tells you, “Don’t Worry, You Won’t Lose Your Job Over This” (WHAT??) Lisa Stone from HR says, “well as long as we don’t think you did it Maliciously..” (WHAT?? reporting a violation of Policy is something I am required to do, not a malicious act. Now you might consider this blog a malicious act, but truth is truth, and the poor like me, Own Truth.
John Luka is so upset that Yet ANOTHER Company wants him to leave, that he spends two months taking it out on you, asking you to do all kinds of things that violate company policy. Then, in late January, he stops by your cube and asks you if you are sending money to the Muslim Brotherhood again….(mind blowing…this guy thought this was funny, at a corporate job governed by policy and employment law.)
When you have been held in a filthy jail, kept awake for 108 nights and been subject to ridiculous anti-terror warrants in the UK, at the request of the US, this kind of thing might upset you, even if you are used to off the wall comments from senior execs with personality problems for 20 years…….
You did break down, in front of the director of Underwriting, Phil Cathlina. Who told you to go outside and take some deep breaths. You don’t realize that you are actually going into a PTSD breakdown. You hold it together, going to work, but not sleeping at night, you go to dinner with friends, and one is Very Sympathetic, making sure your glass is constantly full. You wake up covered in bruises and scratches; He had a great time. You are in a place you haven’t been for years. You Know You have Never wanted to have sex with this guy. You know No One will believe you. You know his father is a Police Chief and so you slowly realize this is the only way he has ever gotten women. You go through the arduous process of trying to get a police report to take a report, using a lawyer through the Chicago Alliance Against Sexual Exploitation, You know you have to use a lawyer, because it is So Hard to get the police to take a report. I was told, “It is not a crime for a man to make Unwanted Advances…” I’ve never had Scratches on the insides of my knees before. I wanted it that much. But you know, by doing research, that if you press charges, it’s a “he said she said”, and he has had his previous victims threatened, not to do anything about it, or try to continue with their claims for child support. You have enough to deal with, without his thugs coming for you out of the blue.
You try to hold it together at work for the next few months. You miss the day after you are raped, but go right back to work the next day. Like many rape victims, your immune system plummets and you catch continuous colds and flu. You see a therapist, as this is all Too Much to Handle. A colleague, who is just an asshole, Adam Van Stippen, decides to call you Crazy in an email to an outside party. You see it and ask him why. He has no excuse. You report it to HR.
HR, Lisa Stone, who has been no help with anything, and whom you no longer trust, based on her comment that you tried to do something “maliciously’ when in fact, you were concerned about a potential breach of policy, pretty much tells you it’s a non event. No One apologizes.
You realize You Really Do Need to take a mental health break at this point, because most of these people are just tiny minded selfish assholes, and can’t comprehend what you have been through, and will continue to do shit like this, as they are all white college hires from John Luka’s alma mater anyhow. A quick peruse of the resumes of candidates for the past year backs that up. Shame, no one of color can have a real career in Multifamily Federally Fair Hiring Freddie Mac Chicago, not as long as the ex-banksters only hiring their friends and friends kids, are running it, and various HR are only concerned for their own careers and never say a word about the unusual hiring, lest it affect that.
You take the time off, when you return to work, you no longer have access to your manager’s email, effectively destroying your ability to do your job. He says he is “not comfortable’ with anyone reading his email. You suspect it’s because John Luka, his close friend told him not to trust you. Whereas, I think its John Luka’s predilection for charging his Hunting trips to see friends in Texas as business trips, that sank him at Freddie. You never said a word about it. What can you do. Anyhow, you realize, you are going nowhere here.
You book your vacation for November. You contemplate filing with the EEOC about what John Luka said, that hurt you so much you became extremely vulnerable, and suffered incredible damage, it precipitated the rape, but realize that ‘technically’ the Company would not be held responsible. You are supposed to just bear up under the incredible strain, and just find a new job. Not so easy for me on a U-Visa.
You have to weigh it up, the greater good, reporting and trying to prosecute this new serial rapist, while he will most likely never be charged, (every police report about him goes away…) and he will be free to threaten and attack you,
-Or reporting this crap at work, where you will most definitely be ‘got rid of’ and you will not have the funds to pay rent, pay lawyers, and fight back. You keep on going to work. You have bills to pay, lawyers and a damn therapist for stress.
Dec 3, as you prepare to fly back from vacation, you get a phone call from Peter Giles, because your work permit didn’t arrive, you have been terminated, and he wishes you the best of luck. Yeah.
So you start to write it all down…..because it’s all true with documents to back it all up. Scanned to the web safe from a break in at my home.