Mike Drama and the Dramas

Since it is public record, and easily found, I am taking the time to set some things straight. First, and foremost, there was NEVER, and I repeat NEVER any naked pictures taken of the Dama girl. This is a fact, and has been confirmed by the administration. Two days after the administration informed the Dramas that no nude pictures were taken of their daughter, Kam went on Facebook to claim that the girls were trying to send naked pics of her daughter to the boys basketball team. She was a part of, or incited 20 pages of hatred toward the girls on Facebook. She has been requested to produce these docs by the court system, but refuses to do so.

Next, the girls were taken out of the classroom and interrogated for hours, including by police. This was all done without contacting myself or any other parents. The police officer acknowledged “aggressively” grilling the girls. He told my daughter that she would be sent to prison with other sex offenders. She didn’t even have a camera. They went through all the girls’ phones, including using a forensic police expert on one. Here’s what they found-NOTHING!

I personally asked Pat Mans, district superintendent, to produce one picture or any shred of actual evidence. He had none to offer. He told me that I know they did it. Again, I asked for proof. He has none. If there was evidence, proof of it should have come out. They have none. The district, and the Drama family is trying to run me out of money in order to prevail. This tactic will not work. We have all the proof, and they have none. The truth will come out.

I am not just an overprotective dad. I am a loving, protecting father. Protecting my kids is my job, and I take it seriously. When they’re wrong, I let them know and dole out punishment appropriately. If the Drama family had any legitimate concerns, they were free to let me know, and it would have been handled swiftly, and harshly. They did not, because, in the end, all they wanted was to eliminate my daughter, and her friends from that basketball team, so Sophie could play more, and be better than the 6th or 7th best player on the team. Mission accomplished Mike-your daughter averaged 2 points a game! Petty jealousy, arrogance, ignorance by these people ruined 3 girls last 2 years of high school. That should have been one of the best times of their lives, instead it turned into a nightmare. This dad will never give up until justice is served-and it will. Stay tuned

When your home gymnasium is no longer home.

So my son had a wrestling meet in Crivitz last night. He won his match 10-4, and frankly it wasn’t that close. As I walk through the door, I stop and stand for a minute, and just off my right shoulder is Kenny Dama, acting like the owner of the gym. He gives me a dirty look, like I did something to him or his family! When his son comes in, Ken motions up to the stands to get Mike to look at me. They begin laughing it up, staring, acting like little kids. If you voted for this individual, I feel sorry for you. That is the real Dama family, not the ones acting holier-than-thou at church. I’ve known these people for 40 years, and they continue to act smug and arrogant as ever. I have been a Crivitz resident all my life, and I feel I have as much, if not more, reason to be in my home gymnasium as they do. This family has done enough to me and mine. If you are unaware, I will share (2) 28 page briefs prepared by my daughter’s attorney that shows the lengths people will go to hurt others. Also, my next blog will focus on the heinous things they, and the school have done. BTW Damas, you WILL NEVER intimidate me the way you’ve done to others! Also,  I wonder if you’d be laughing it up if no one was around. We all know the answer to that!  Stay tuned.

Time to shed light on the darkness

The maiden blog. I needed a place to share my thoughts and feelings with the public. I may be the most misunderstood person in the world. People mistake my public persona with who I am at my core. The Kopp household was brutal for my formative years. In May of this year my dad will have been gone 30 years. Dad believed in being tough. He believed in hard work. He had no patience, and little forgiveness. He had been born that way, and his boys weren’t supposed to be any different. I was to be a “man” right out of the womb. I was taught to fight, to swear, shoot firearms, and give my all to everything I was a part of. I was told not to worry what other people think. Those of you who know me probably get it now.

My dad believed in corporal punishment. He was rough as hell, so my mother eventually banned him from punishing me physically, because she was afraid that he would hurt me. My old friend, who also had a tough upbringing, said “I can’t believe how bad you have it!  How do you manage to get out of bed?” One evening, after church, my father was waiting for us at home. He had a .44 magnum in his hand. He blew up a crock pot in the living room with it, and told us we were all going to die. I believe God intervened that night.

Eventually my folks divorced, my dad moved away, and at 10 years old I was down to one parent in the house. My father was shot and killed by his live-in girlfriend in Colorado. I was awakened in the middle of the night, and given the news. To this day, I’m afraid to answer the phone late at night.

During this period of time, my mother turned to high volumes of alcohol. It was scary to see your mom be out of control on many occasions. She has subsequently turned to religion, and is fanatic. Happily, the best person I ever knew was there to help. My great-grandfather, Cliff Wilson was always there for me. He was 70 years old when I was born, but remained healthy and active until after I graduated high school. Grandpa was always very honest, peaceful, and level-headed. Sadly he has been gone many years now.

Eventually, I had a family of my own, and I learned the things not to do by the parenting that I had received. I have had the privilege of having 3 beautiful, talented daughters, and a handsome, well-mannered son. I don’t live in the past, and I do not blame my failures as a person on my early life. I’ve learned to deal with the cards that I was dealt. The last 2 years of my life have been like living a nightmare. In my next post, I will explain why. Thank you for reading. Stay tuned if this is of interest to you.