$$Born To Be $old
By Julie Griffin
As the poor daughters of an unwed mother’s home await the birth of each of their children, the predators who care for them, if that is what it could be called. One man gives the pregnant girl drugs for sex. And this supposed safe shelter, no harbor of hope, no place for any girl who pregnant really in all actuality needs instead the care and love and nurture and encouragement to believe that love will place the infant she births in her arms. Only Kate (Lynda Carter), a social-worker with enough brave gumption to fight the world system offers to reach out and give the girl who phones for rescue and the desire to keep her baby from the place, a safe haven.
The poor expecting girl, surrounded by adults who do nothing but call her stupid on all sides, when she tries to run away from the dark evil man who wants her baby, he chases her down, finds out where she has run to, and begins by violent force to remove her back to his house in order to ascertain that he obtains her child. Thank God, a good social-worker shows up and holding the girl who in labor by now, carries her to a bed to comfort her. The dark man with guilty intentions sees her light, and runs, and while telling her mother to shut the other kids up.
Shocked that she delivered the baby before the hospital ambulance ever got there, and while giving birth to a little girl, the social-worker says, “Cindy needed help.” And so, the social-worker wanted to be there for the young lady. “I wanted to keep my baby,” cries Cindy. “Who was your counselor?” Asked the social-worker? Cindy, who had none reveals this very important fact to the social-worker. The attorney who sold her facilitated the defenseless girl’s baby out of her shows up at the hospital. “Mr. Westfield, why don’t we just get it over with right now.” The loving social-worker states. “I am concerned about the emotional well-being of my client,” asserts the kind social-worker. The dark boy hides in the wall hole of a hospital corridor.
Part of my job is to protect the rights of that young lady and her child , and to investigate every psychological and legal aspect of that, states awake, aware, avid and on-the-ball social-worker Kate. “I’m interested in finding out about private adoptions.” The social-worker decides to do some under-cover work of her own to discover. “Can’t anything be done about this private, independent adoption?” Asks the smart social-worker. The doctor says the dark man is smart, and knows how to get around all of the laws, including those regarding and with reference to human slavery. He advises her that this couple is willing to do anything just to get a brand new white baby.
This diligent social-worker, refusing to settle for some cheap cover-up pleasant socio-political surface talk, stops at nothing to get the real truth uncovered. Doing everything she can to work against the switch and bait trick the adoption lawyer played with the legal system, and while knowing the whole thing unfairly enough rates as a mere money and power game, the crooked attorney advises the dark man to keep an eye on the natural mother of the by now illegally removed baby, to make sure she is unable to retain the child she never wanted to give away in the first place, back ~ In short, the good Samaritan overworked social-worker reveals to her boss the big business, cash under the table purchase business of the dark man who facilitates baby selling. Her boss comes up against her and, and surprisingly advises her to squelch the real truth.
On top of that, Cindy, the birth mother who the hustlers advised unable to care for her own child, takes care of her own mother’s babies for her every day. Because of undue pressure and tactics, the social-worker decides at first to back off from the case. A visit from Cindy, grieving and pining for the well-being of and to bond with her child, however sears the conscience of social worker Kate, and after a brief refreshing, she heads back out on the investigative trail again, and during her own free time begins the search for Cindy. Like some young girls that this has happened to, and a common response for loss of hope, Cindy tries to fill up her hours with busyness to try to forget the injustice done to her. “Don’t worry? All I ever do is think about her.” The young defenseless girl responds wisely, “All you people ever do is tell me that I am stupid. I am old enough to have a baby. I should be old enough to care for her.”
When Cindy, the birth mother shows up at the home of the parents of the illegally adopted child, and sneaks up on the adopted mother, she finds her trying to harm the baby. Earlier that week, the social-worker had visited the home, and the adoptive mother indicated something a discerning person would have understood and heard loud and clear right away. The adoptive mother though told the visiting social-worker that it was not her, but her husband’s idea to adopt the little girl, and that she was basically not good with children at all. Later, the dark man shows up at the social-worker’s house and as she drops a glass after spotting him in the mirror, he runs. He tries to terrify her off of the case, using any plot, plan or tactic he can to do so. Katy does not let any of this stop her. She just gains a whole new momentum to charge forward in order to do her job the best for Cindy, the once straight A high school student.
The film, reveals the shady side of some child adoption systems (rackets). “I don’t believe this. I’m defending myself against you?” The social-worker tells the crooked adoption attorney. She informs him that they just caught Mrs. Strickland, the adoptive mother nearly killing the baby. When the social worker decides to remove the baby, she stops at nothing to do so, simply stating, “I’ll see you at the hearing Mr. Westfield.” It is at this time that the harassment of the dark man builds up against the social-worker even more. He begins to keep watch on everybody and everything. He follows and stalks the social-worker. He even gets in his car and tries to run her off of the road.
If not for some good police, the mother and the social-worker might have perished. Certainly, it seemed as if everybody else observing the mix felt inspired to just sit back and watch. “Sargeant, can’t you even check Westfield out?” She begs the top police chief to investigate the attorney. Perhaps for the factual reason that the mother received no initial court notice of a hearing to adopt the child out in the mail or otherwise. “I’m sorry your honor, this hearing is wrong,” states the saavy social-worker. The judge cleverly advises that the adoption hearing must move quickly forward. He bends with phony compassion toward the adoptive parents, and chides everyone for causing them so much inconvenience. What no one knows is that Cindy who fearful, lied on the stand about having been threatened behind the scenes within an inch of her life to give the baby up. And through this, the social-worker finds out the reality of the business. “Don’t settle,” begs the social-worker of the natural mother of the baby, secondarily revealing the way the system often works to beat such mother’s down, to make them feel somehow unworthy or incapable of raising their own child.
The adoptive mother, who has serious psychological problems regarding her treatment of children, the social-worker now has to beg the terrified natural mother, whose by now lowering self-esteem and faith, to help her to remove the child from the unsafe home. When the social-worker uncovers the fact that the dark man is giving heroin to the pregnant mothers of the babies he sells in order to keep them dazed and confused, and a child born from one of the mothers dies as a result, things really heat up. Of course, the important point to note here is that the dark man engages every distraction he can to try to keep the mother whose child he takes by force either too busy or too oppressed, from wanting her child back, as well as from ever organizing enough to do so. When the wife of the underhanded man finally calls the social-worker and confesses everything, saying she is leaving the man and washing her hands of the whole evil deal, the social-worker tells the woman kindly, who calling from the bus station, “Well lady, wherever you are, God Bless You.”