At 4.45pm, February 4th 2011, a CYFS protester was held at gunpoint by police while on a mobile phone to another police officer. He was also on his landline [home phone] at the same time, to his lawyer over his case when the police phoned and asked, “Had he phoned the hospital?”

The police kept him on the phone arguing that he’d phoned the hospital, says our protester and so he went next door to see if his sister and disabled niece were OK. When coming back to his cave, lol, he saw another policeman standing in the drive-way with a gun pointed at him.

He asked the policeman on the phone why he was there. The cop on the phone ordered him to walk up the driveway, turn around and put his hands behind his back. The gunman then ordered our protester to drop his mobile phone, which he did, and it broke. Once up the drive-way and on the ground, our protester was dragged to the neighbours property, read his rights and handcuffed.

They ordered his sister, her 2 children and his son out of the house at gunpoint also.

One officer had a gun pushed into his back right where his heart is once on the ground and handcuffed. He saw 2 other police officers with tazors in their hand and another 3 officers with hand guns pointed at him too.

All the while a child advocate officer looked on – you know them as the CYFS law enforcers. [there is no such thing as a CYFS social worker, they are just government workers enforcing the law the government makes]. The child advocate did not care that the children were being held at gunpoint, only that he was dealt to. Our protester says he tried to get everyone pointing a gun at him rather than his son and nieces.

The police told him someone phoned the hospital and said they heard shotguns from his address – this is the excuse they gave to do what they did and for sure it doesn’t make sense.

He was released from their hold, as well as his sister, son and nieces once the police searched the house for what we assume was guns and came up empty. Our protester said nothing had been touched but the computer. Oh my God, I feel like I’m in nowhere land. We were in the process of passing taped information online between people.

The neighbours were also scared after the incident.