"The world is a dangerous place, ..."

This site will allow the presentation of men’s side of this male slave trade, with the goal of collecting enough information to form a class action suit against the State of California for failing to enforce the laws of the State. If you must swear, remembering that children will also be viewing these pages, use the common “f*ck” and “a**hole” type of camouflage. Don’t hesitate to tell the world about your nightmare, but keep it clean and accurate.

Pictures of you and your children should be included, to keep the focus on the innocent children-- and pictures of the offending mothers, lawyers, judges, commissioners, dishonest expert witnesses, and court support people are welcome because cockroaches scatter when you turn on the lights. Photography in Courthouses is generally not allowed, but if photographs are offered anonymously, or are obtained from unknown sources, then prosecution may be useless. And some of these people don’t photograph well. Cruel hearts and twisted souls come out through their faces, and often, their grotesque, corpulent bodies.

I have been a contractor, a teacher at San Jose State and 7 Bay Area Community Colleges, and Aberdeen Proving Grounds, Maryland while serving in the Army.  I have an original work in the Library of Congress,  Lexicon of Key River Terms in Seven Languages, (very boring) , am certified as both an Advanced and Naturalist SCUBA diver (since 1975), and in White Water Rescuesince 1987.  I have been a whitewater guide for more than 35 years, with 200+ trips on California, Oregon, Arizona, and Canadian rivers since 1980, drive a beat up but very reliable, 1996 Subaru station wagon, and have a dog and three cats that all get along really well. My health is excellent, far better than most 60 year old men, and I can still play volleyball with teenagers, although I rely on wisdom and skill rather than jumps and dives. And my serve is a thing of beauty – fast, low, and accurate – if I do say so myself. And I call lines at tournaments for Chabot College for the girls inter-collegiate team, and coach at a local church league class.

I want to share this and my lovely body of information about the geography of this planet, with my children, but accusations by my former wife, Patricia Kim Funke/Deal, keep the Courts busy issuing restraining orders without ever complying with the laws for issuing restraining orders. More on that in the “Case Summarys” section. 

I want my children, Keara and Nathan Deal, to know that I love them, have never stopped working to have them come and live both with me and with their birth mother, and to protect them from the hatred that has deprived them of their stress-free childhood. When we’re re-united, they will understand that their mother, her attorney, Stephen Pulido, and my childrens' attorney,  Dean Feldmann have lied to the Court about my behavior and character throughout. The birth mother (insert link to Players) desperately needs mental health assistance to overcome her life-long hatred for her abusive, alcoholic father.  Links confirming this will be added as time permits.  (insert father's tape recorded interview)

My children are not being told that I have a wonderful house where they could be with our dog (Lick-Rish) and our three cats:  Prowler, Nathan's tabby cat; Velvet, Keara's beautiful black long-hair; and Panther, the hunter that keeps the neighborhood free from moles, gophers, rats, mice, and snakes.

My children don't know that they each have bedrooms that are ready for them to move in, or that their computers and study areas have been waiting for them for five years, or that I added a huge family room for them, my family.

"... not because of those who do evil,... "

And they were deprived of the opportunity to help me build that family room

 and front porch and extra bathroom, and in the process, to develop the appropriate level of respect and admiration for their father.  Instead, they have been subjected to brainwashing, misery, lies, and demands from adults that should never be foisted on children.

And they haven't been told that they can demand that their lawyer, Dean Feldman (insert link to Players) a too often incompetent and dishonest member of the Bar Association of California, tell the Court what THEY want, and not just what their birth mother wants.  Nor have they been told that they can go to any polcie station or courtroom, talk to the judge without being punished, and tell that judge about the abuse that they have suffered.  They can also tell their teachers and friends, but I believe that they have been threatened not to do so.  When I reported one desperate and frightening phone call from Keara that, unfortunately, was picked up by my voice mail, the Court did nothing whatsoever.  Is it time to ignore the Court?

I know that they remember the horseback rides that my daughter loved so much,  the model and real sized trains that my son played with, and the fun we had together. And we'll do that again, but first, I have to get the huge, self-serving, dishonest, and incestuous Court  out of my family life.  I take that challenge because I believe that the Divorce Court process is as efficient as the Department of Motor Vehicles, as sensitive as a child molester, and as moral as the Mafia. 

None of the pictures of my children are less than 5 years old, and they are both 13 now.  Their birth mother, who needed an egg donor to get pregnant, won't give me any photos.

My children should know that their latest step father, Henry "Hank" Funke, came to my house and threatened to beat me up if I talked to them, and that he has admitted to chasing me on the streets of Hayward with his truck.  (Insert transcript)  I was denied a restraining order despite his admissions, even though their birth mother has gotten one restraining order after another based on false allegations without any proof being offered.  That's the way the Court works, my children!  It sucks, but that's the way it works.

I was also well along my Ph.D. track in river and watershed management, specializing in whitewater recreation management, but she has used the Courts to disrupt my ability to study, cost me approximately $200,000 in 8 years, and played the victim all that time.  The Court has a vested interest in making certain that the facts are never examined in this case, and I have a vested interest in releasing them to the public.

(<----- That's not me, but I've done that with a half twist!  Good clean FUN!)

Ever since their classmates were challenged to save and donate pennies, I have been putting mine in a jar that is nearly full, and my children can still donate them to their old elementary school, along with the coupons and ink cartidges accumulated over a period of several years.  They can still learn to be generous from their father. 

They still don't know that I take friends and family on whitewater rafting trips  

each summer, and still go for what we called "creek walks" in the Hayward Hills where Lick-Rish managed to get lost for three days several years ago.  Fear of cows, but she got over it.  And they haven't gotten to go looking for the turtle that we stumbled on behind the Hayward Plunge years ago.

They don't get to play with the children that live in my neighborhood, whether we were making candles or a huge chocolate chip "pizza", even though some of them go to the same school, and are in the same class.  Birth mom is paranoid that my children will learn that their father still loves and misses them, and by doing so, act to restore my full parental rights.  Such an act would also expose the dishonesty in the Alameda County Famioly Court process.   

In the past four years, I have left gifts for my chldren for their birthdays, Christmas, graduation, and just to remind them that their father loves and misses them.  I've donated expensive glass prisms, "Coupons for Education",and other supplies to their school.  I have reason to believe that those gifts were not being given to them, or may have been given to my children without saying that they were from me.  My children don't know that I have special presents for them that I don't send to their other house for this reason.  Keara's love of horses prompted me to buy this detailed stage coach for her birthday a few years ago, and Nathan reminds me of Captain Jack Sparrow, so his lamp is waiting for him.  They also don't know that I have donated many of their special toys to families in need, such as Keara's dolls that she didn't get to play with, and Nathan's favorite computer game, a Thomas the Tank Engine interactive learning program from his Uncle Ron.  The dolls went to a 3 year old who's mother died suddenly, and the computer game to the family of 5 who's father died when hit by a drunk driver.  I know that they approve of their anononmus donations.

It is clear that they are being told that their father doesn't want to see them.  Imagine the damage being done to my chldren.  I do.

Patricia Funke/Deal's father once told me, just before he died, that his daughter will hurt men any way that she can, and that he really doesn’t like her as a person. (insert tape recording) To assist other fathers and their children, while I reverse the horror that the Court has inflicted on my family, I intend to list links to agencies and the rare, honest attorney that I have found, and give people who are being screwed for the first time, a place to ask for, and to find help and answers.

"... but because of those who look on

and do nothing."

Albert Einstein