There is an elephant in the room. This blog is about Georgia politics but this entry departs from that subject. Although I am sure there are some out there who will try and make this political. So be it, there is a very important point to be made.
My parents divorced when I was two years old and it was messy. Thereafter I was raised by both sets of grandparents. For twenty-two years the subject was treated as an eggshell around me, despite what happened no one would let me hear how nasty it got.
When I began looking for an internship during my first summer out of law school, I had no ambition to wind up where I did. Call it fate, call it karma, call it divine guidance – but I wound up working at the firm that handled my Mother’s side of the divorce. I never intended to open the file and at first I was not even curious. But as the month of June passed and I found work slowing down, my mind began to drift to that manila folder in the transferred files that had my name affixed to it. I knew the only thing left in the folder was Affidavits, Pleadings, Answers, and Motions. But I could not help myself.
One day during lunch, I opened Pandora’s Box. No, that doesn’t cover it. I ripped the hinges off the door of Pandora’s Box. I read over all those files, time and time again. It was all there just as I had imagined, down to the Court’s Order signed by the Honorable Judge Lawson. I haven’t spoken to anyone about what I saw. Part of me was angry, part of me was sad – and honestly I was somewhat embarrassed. I am a twenty-four year old man. At this point in my life I have been through back surgery, a year of law school, the death of my Grandfather, and a million other hardships. But staring into that folder brought tears to my eyes.
One of my favorite American writers, Thomas Wolfe, is known for the quote “You can never go home again.” And that quote is so true. Scars merely fade, they don’t disappear – no matter how much you heal, forgive, and move on. The Christian faith is grounded in this principle. Adam and Eve began the fall of man by eating the forbidden fruit. While salvation is available to man in that faith, innocence is never regained. One may be washed in the blood and forgiven, but they can never regain that innocence which has been lost.
The mind is a fragile thing. I don’t regret what I did, however I would not have been prepared for it ten years ago. I don’t know how it would have impacted my life then and I don’t care to know.
I give you that back story so you understand where I am coming from. There is an elephant in the room in the discussion about the Scott’s divorce records. Put the politics aside. Put the little Republican and Democrat labels aside. There is a ten year old child here.
I have no clue what is in those records. I know that this young man is not in any immediate danger. I see no reason to expose him to the nastiness of his parent’s divorce right now. If he were 18, I would say go ahead and unseal them. I don’t have to speak from experience as this is America and we have all been exposed in one way or another to how nasty a divorce can be. We have seen it on television, in the newspapers, and even in our communities. You can go and watch your local Superior Court if you doubt me. Call a Divorce Attorney and ask them. Divorces are nasty.
And that is my problem with the current course of this conversation. Talk politics all you want, but there is more at stake here. The very well-being of a child is at stake. This child does not deserve to have the shadow of his parents divorce hanging over his head when the media gets those records.
This is not about politics. I stand firm and steadfast when I say that. If this involved a Democrat, a Libertarian, a Communist, or a Republican it would not change my opinion. Perhaps my heart is too filled for compassion and sympathy. I think most of us would not want to be faced with such a burden at such a tender age. I quite honestly cannot understand how one can go forward with this while consciously disregarding that.
This is absolutely legal. That doesn’t make it right.