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Remove online reviews of doctors!

Doctors and other healthcare providers are reviewed on online review sites, similar to other businesses.  We, however, are not like those other businesses.  These online reviews are an open forum to the public written by patients, who are allowed to share their stories and photos explaining their experiences that they had with their doctor.  Often these reviews are negative and accuse the doctors of complications or mismanagement from medical visits, treatments and procedures that they have had.  Unlike other businesses, we, the doctors, are not allowed to respond, to defend our case or share any facts or photos to the public because of HIPAA and medical privacy laws.  We, the doctors, find this extremely unfair and unjust.  If patients are allowed to review us, then we should be able to defend the review and be able to state publicly our side of the story.   This is a clear cut prohibition and violation of our rights to defend ourselves and to protect our names and reputations. These reviews that are often one sided, impact our livelihood and medical practices. They also cause emotional distress to the doctors, who cannot explain their side of the story that is out in the public forum for others to read and believe.   Also, many doctors fearing poor reviews will overprescribe and overtest just to "satisfy" patients.  We, the doctors, should not be pressured to do things to get good reviews.  We want to provide medical care not customer care.  This affs the care to our patients and society as a whole.   We ask for immediate withdrawal of ALL doctors and providers, who are affected by HIPAA and medical privacy laws, from being reviewed on these online review sites. Until we can defend ourselves, a review should not be posted to which we cannot respond.

Physicians Working Together
42,505 supporters
Petitioning Yelp

Tell Yelp It's Time To #SuckLess And Help Fight Straw Pollution

Americans use more than 170 million plastic straws every day. After one single use, those straws will take 200 years to decompose. Many straws will end up in the ocean, where they will injure or even kill the marine life they come in contact with. Using plastic straws has become such a habit that most restaurants hand them out with every beverage, without even asking their customers. It’s time to stop this habit, and change the culture around single-use plastics. For the sake of sea animals, it’s time to #SuckLess. Yelp, we the undersigned are asking you to help us with this mission: Please add a ‘straws upon request’ label to your restaurant listings. This will encourage restaurant owners to voluntarily change their straw-dispensing habits, and it will empower your users to make an ecologically friendly choice when selecting a restaurant. Most importantly, it will encourage people to think before reaching for a straw – which we hope will reduce the amount of harmful plastic waste that ends up in our oceans every year. For more information on our request, please visit: https://sealawards.com/yelp-suck-less/   ABOUT SEAL AWARDS The SEAL (Sustainability, Environmental Achievement & Leadership) Awards is an awards-driven environmental advocacy organization. Our core beliefs maintain that our environmental progress requires true leadership, leadership deserves recognition, and recognition is a form of accountability. The SEAL Awards organizational pillars are our: Business Sustainability Awards - 2018 winners included Apple, JD.com, Nike, and Patagonia Environmental Journalism Awards - representative past winners include journalists from Guardian, New Yorker, New York Times, and Washington Post Environmental Research Grants - grant program has provided funding for researchers at leading institutions like Duke, Marine Conservation Institute, MIT, and UCLA

SEAL Awards
371 supporters
Petitioning Yelp

Yelp: Change Your Review Terms and Allow Small Business to have say

Petition Against YELP www.Yelp.com I am petitioning to have Yelp remove slander/allow positive review/allow rebuttal from small businesses on their reviews. I am a small business owner who provides emotional support, therapy and service dogs to families in and around New York City and State. My business selects the best dog for each family given the needs they have and the use of the dog. I am a canine behavior consultant and absolutely love what I do and animals.  My Story: About eight or nine years ago I hired a marketing company to broadcast my business which connected my business on Yelp as well as many other sites. Unbeknownst to me a customer who was declined a dog from me in 2017 because I did not feel he was a good fit for one of my dogs left a bad review in spite on Yelp; he left the exact same review on Google, Facebook, BBB and I am sure elsewhere that I have not seen. I did not pay mind to this review at the time because I have a myriad of actual customers that are tremendously satisfied with my business practices who have posted reviews on the BBB, Facebook, and Google as well as other sites. In this negative review the so-called customer claimed dogs died in my litter which is why he did not get a puppy and that they died from over-breeding which was a complete lie (FYI over-breeding does not cause puppy death, but could be harmful to the dam and furthermore an non-spayed female dog is always at risk as every heat cycle puts the dogs body in harm but less harm if they are actually bred and conceive). Furthermore there is no verifiable data to prove this customers statements by any means, he was merely trying to bad mouth and complain because he was denied a puppy from a reputable breeder. Now of course I can see that but any customer who uses Yelp and sees that review and not the positive reviews that depict the amazing stories of happiness and success creates an unfair platform for a business.  Yelp Fails Yet Again: Howsoever Yelp also received many reviews for my business from actual customers who had purchased a dog from me who left positive reviews and excellent detail in their stories that really made my business sparkle on Yelp as it does on the other social networking sites as it was a true depiction of their experience. However Yelp deleted those positive reviews after having them hidden for months possibly years. Yelp deleted all of the positive reviews and left only the one bad review visible to the public from the customer who was declined, they also recently allowed another review that was bad which was of the same nature, a customer who was declined a dog from my program because they were unfit.  Why Yelp would remove positive reviews and allow negative reviews only? Well possibly because I no longer pay the marketing company who likely paid them to have my business on their site. I suppose if they are not getting some of my money I will not be getting a fair review of my business.  Upon doing my research and reporting Yelp to the BBB as well as blasting every truth about them on social media I took note that this issue is omnipresent which concerns me as clearly this company has a bad reputation and Yelp is likely only airing dirty laundry of decent small businesses because they have not paid them to air positive reviews.  My request in this is to gain as many signatures as possible to make a strong attempt to at least force Yelp to allow small businesses to respond to their customer reviews or remove those containing slander or unverifiable data, Yelp should be forced to make customers report the experience with certifiable data such as photographs or email correspondence such as what the BBB does. Again my request is that together we can force YELP to publish ALL reviews AND at least allow a business owner to respond to their reviews (Like Google, the BBB and Facebook do). I will quote Yelp's words in reply to flagging that post: "As long as a review appears to reflect the reviewer's personal experiences and opinions, while describing a relevant consumer experience, we'll allow them to stand behind their review." so regarding the wording here in this actual words of the email they sent back to my business Yelp had no right to remove any positive reviews and leave only negative ones.  Or better Yet- SHUT YELP DOWN! But I assume that is harder than writing this petition... So Join me and fellow Small Business Owners in the Fight Against Yelp and their Inaccurate Review allowances! Because this affects us all and our communities! Thank you, Stacy Lynn Parks Fleming, M.S., Dip. CBST, CBCC_KA, ABCDT  President of Golden Beauties Driven to Doodles, LLC References: Photo used from:  Ban Together To Not Use Yelp. (2019, May 24). Retrieved from https://homecentraldesign.com/ban-together-to-not-use-yelp/

Golden Beauties Driven to Doodles, LLC
169 supporters
Petitioning Huffington Post, Huffington Post Canada, Change.org, Canadian Mental Health Association, Buzzfeed Canada, Buzzfeed , Me too movement, Interior Health Authority, Thompson Rivers University, Bikers A...

Criminal Investigation Looks into Historical Child Sexual Abuse Involving RCMP member.

Provided Below is My Statement:     Before I open my heart up to this, I need to make sure that it will be for a good reason.  This isn’t easy for me to talk about, so there might be a lot of crying and times where I can’t speak at all.  Please just give me time to work through those emotions and feelings so I can continue on with what I need to say.  I cannot go through these memories unless I know you are going to do your best to help me. The thing is, other than my memories, I have no physical evidence of what happened to me.  The most I can provide are testimonies from several people who witnessed the transfers to visit my father. I know that there were pictures of the bruises my father left on me and they were reported to my doctor, but I am not sure if my family still has them or not.  I am not sure what other evidence I can provide, but I will do my best to share as much as I can with you if it means that I can finally move forward with my life.      My father, Is an extremely intelligent man.  He is funny, charismatic, outgoing, and social. When people meet him, they usually like his personality.  He makes jokes and can dance like he was born to do it. What people don’t see is his abusive, manipulative, predatory, evil side.  My father knows how to put on a charade. He knows how to suck empathy and emotions from people to use at his advantage. I have not come to the police because he himself is a police officer.  I know that there are good and decent police people. I like to think most of them are. I have a hard time knowing who to trust because of what my father did to me and my family. I’m including an article I found on classic grooming.  This article explains how abusers groom the people around them.  Please read: https://metro.co.uk/2017/10/19/sexual-predators-dont-just-groom-their-victims-they-groom-everyone-around-them-7011773/?ito=article.mweb.share.top.facebook     As long as I can remember, I have been afraid of my father.  I am going to refer to him as *** from this point on, because he is not and never was a father to me.  I have blank spots in my memory and sometimes my memories are fuzzy, but I can remember enough to know what happened to me.  My earliest memory of *** is of him physically violating me by penetrating me with his fingers when I was three-years-old in a bathtub.  Around that same time, I remember getting a bladder infection and he made me bite into a piece of chocolate while he watched me pee and touched my vagina.  Some people think that three is too young to remember, but I can assure you, this is not something I will ever forget. I have flashbacks and nightmares of this event.  Every time I get into a bathtub, I freeze for a minute and have to consciously remember I am an adult now and he has no power over me. I cannot remember the exact times and dates of when these things happened to me, but I need it to be known that they did happen.       *** is a violent man with a bad temper.  He knows how to hide it well to the public. I remember how he used to hurt my mom when they were still married. They got divorced when I was five-years-old. I remember that he used to hit her a lot. He would hit her until she bled.  He shook her; hard. He pulled her hair until clumps of it fell out. I remember he threw things when he was angry. He even kicked my puppy Simba down two flights of stairs in one of his many rages.  *** threw my mother against walls to the point where she couldn’t get up. He was aggressive with my little sister and I as well. I remember seeing him hit my little sister when she was still in diapers for no reason.  He would have us all terrified at his mood-swings. There would be many times where I would get my little sister to hide under the table with me and play games with her until his rage stopped. It would usually stop with my mom laying on the floor beaten up by him.  When I was five-years-old, I remember telling my mom “It’s time to go now mommy.” My mother realized my father would never change and she needed to protect her babies from the escalating violence. She didn’t want my little sister and I getting hurt. I remember when we left him.  My little sister and I saw *** throw our mom up against a wall and we ran out of the house screaming for help.       This all happened before the age of six.  I remember hating him with everything I had in me.  I knew who he was and I didn’t want to be anywhere near him.  I remember refusing to go with him for a while. He took my little sister alone many times because she was too little to speak up for herself.  She was aware of what was happening. It is a big fat joke that children don’t get a say in their futures. The court system failed my sister and I.  We were forced to see him. We didn’t have any choice. Multiple counsellors said we should not be forced to see him or it would cause permanent psychological damage to us.  Obviously, that was disregarded in court. He literally dragged me out of my house by my feet and by whatever means necessary. I did not go willingly. He would grab my arms and shake so hard that I had bruises the size of a bread slice on both of my arms.  He would yell and scream and force me into his vehicle. I remember hiding and running away from him any chance I could. There were times when he would get police officers in police vehicles to pick my little sister and I up. He liked to use his badge to get away with a lot of things.     Hiding doesn’t work when you’re in a predator’s lair.  *** did not let me contact my mom when I was at his house, though I asked many, many times.  He eventually started to get angry when I asked to speak to my mom and I became too scared to ask, so I stopped asking.  He took my voice away. *** did not spend much time with us when we were with him. He would often be playing video games.  Most of the time, my little sister and I were left to fend for ourselves when we were young children. I remember not having food in his house except for Vector cereal, Mr. noodles, and chips.  My mom started sending food with us in our suitcases to make sure we wouldn’t be hungry and had nutrition. I remember he would refuse to give us medicine when we were sick and would get angry if we asked.  I had to sneak out of our room in the middle of the night, terrified that he might hear me, to get my little sister some cough medicine. She frequently got bronchitis as a child, as did I. When *** did pay attention to us, it was not wanted and it was usually inappropriate.  He would massage our bodies and touch our butts. I remember feeling dirty and that I didn’t have a choice so I had to let him or he would hurt us. I remember one time when my little sister and I were playing, I found a toy that I liked, but since we were siblings, of course me and her had a disagreement over who had the toy first.  I told *** “Dad, [little sister] took my toy.” I wish I had never told him that because he began hitting her. I feel so disgusted and sad that because I told him that she took my toy, she got hurt.       *** was abusive in every way possible.  He had and probably still has a girlfriend named ###.  ### was always around when we were forced to visit him. He would frequently hurt her and fight with her in front of my little sister and I.  She didn’t care how many times he hurt her or how it scared us. I’m pretty sure she has Stockholm Syndrome. She knew everything he was doing to us, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she was in on it herself.  I have nightmares about both *** and ###. My counsellor told me that my brain is not lying to me and that I need to believe myself in order to move forward. So, in my heart, I know ### was part of the abuse that happened to my little sister and I.  I remember waking up under the age of ten with wet underwear and feeling extremely groggy. Sometimes the last thing I would remember is being given a glass of vanilla milk before bed. Vanilla milk was a treat my mom used to give my little sister and I, and we told *** about it.  *** perverted something that was meant to comfort my sister and I. *** began giving us the vanilla milk before bed quite often. I remember it made me feel really weird and unnaturally sleepy. I cannot say for sure if the milk was drugged, but I have a hunch. During the times that he didn’t give us the milk, he would force us to give him kisses before bed.  If we refused, he would lay on top of us and wouldn’t get off even when we asked him to. My little sister and I shared a room. I remember her saying “Personal space, Dad!” and he replied, “There is no such thing as personal space between a father and daughter.” He told us that there were cameras in every room of the house and in our closet. He told us he was always watching us.  He never let us have any privacy. When I needed to use the toilet, and I made sure to lock the door, he would often get mad and open the door with a toothpick. He would say that we could never have the door locked. Another thing I remember about when I was little was he would make me sit on the toilet for hours folding toilet paper. He wouldn’t let me off of the toilet until I folded it “Properly.”  He would say that word a lot. “Do it properly.” One thing I learned that if you didn’t get it right, he would be very upset and violently angry. *** would not let my little sister and I have baths on our own. He said he was afraid we would drown if he wasn’t there watching us. I had been swimming since I was only a few months old, so drowning was not a realistic excuse to watch us have baths well past puberty and after I had developed breasts.       When my little sister and I were at ***’s mother’s house, we discovered she had a puppy mill.  My little sister and I went over to her house quite a few times, but we only saw the basement once. That one time we saw the basement was horrific.  Hundreds of dogs in cages so small they couldn’t turn around in. The whole house reeked of rotten feces and urine. My little sister also witnessed him beating his police dog with a metal bowl.  He is abusing his power and abusing animals, children, women, and probably many more people. These poor dogs had many health issues.  I remember *** gave a puppy to our half sister, ~~~~ and the puppy had a hole in its heart and died. You could tell these dogs were sick and under fed by looking at them.  *** realized my little sister and I were in the basement and quickly rushed us up stairs. I remember making trips to different cities with cages of puppies in his vehicle. He would help with the puppy mill’s operation.  Another scam he involved my little sister and I in was going around town collecting free kittens. He would go to people’s houses who had advertised that they were giving away kittens and he would show the people us, his daughters to assure them we would give them a good home.  I remember he told us that we weren’t going to keep them beforehand, so I was confused and said in front of the people “Too bad we can’t keep them.” After I said that he put us in his vehicle. When he rounded up around thirty kittens, he would make a trip to Vancouver with us.  ### would always be there too. Once we got there, he would sell the kittens to a man in the Metrotown mall. I remember crying because I got attached to the kittens on the ride down even though he told us not to. I remember wanting to feed them and give them water, but he said no.  I remember travelling at night a lot. From what I can remember, he left the kittens in his vehicle overnight and we went to the mall the next morning. I remember being very little and *** rented two hotel rooms, one for him and ###, and one for me and my little sister. I don’t remember exactly how old I was, but I was under ten.  The rooms weren’t even on the same floor. I remember getting lost in the parkade because I was trying to find their room. I also remember during long road trips, he wouldn’t let us stop for bathroom breaks. My little sister and I both got bladder infections from holding it so long.  I remember a trip he took to Alberta and made us sleep in a truck for the night and hold our pee until it hurt so badly. During the trips between Quesnel and Williams Lake, I remember with crystal clear clarity, *** vigorously rubbing ###’s crotch in front of my little sister and I.   We would be sitting in the backseat and they would be in the front.  I often distracted my little sister with funny things on my old flip phone so she wouldn’t see. Another thing I cannot forget to tell you is that my little sister witnessed him and ### having sex. One of the times that I was not with them, he had rented a hotel room for them all. My little sister was in one bed and ### and *** were in the other. She can confirm this. She saw ### on top of him when my little sister woke up the next morning. She heard ### say “Come on, get it up!” to him.  She quickly made it known she was awake. *** told her to go into the bathroom for a little while and he would tell her when to come out. This was to finish what they started I assume.       *** is a very disturbed man.  I remember he used to take pictures of My little sister and I bending over and say it was a fun game.  He told us it was a joke. I realize now that it wasn’t. Quite often I would wake up and my little sister would be gone from her bed.  Instead of my sister in her bed, it would be ###. I didn’t know where my little sister was. My little sister told me she remembers waking up in his bed a lot.  I have flashbacks of him doing the same thing. I remember being in his room with a lamp on under the covers while I couldn’t move. I remember looking at his brown dresser and feeling half-awake and almost paralyzed.  I remember him putting something or himself inside me. *** used to make my little sister and I sit at the kitchen table for hours with only one light on. ### would be sitting there too. He would be standing up and he would make us sit down.  He questioned us about what we did when we weren’t with him and many other questions I cannot remember. One thing I remember very clearly was him saying “Your mother doesn’t love you like I do!” “Your mother and grandma are trying to poison you against me!” He would repeat these things over and over.        As I started getting older, *** would invite random men over that I had never met before and tell me to put on outfits and come upstairs.  This was after he moved to Prince George from Quesnel. He would comment on how good my body looked in front of these men and got me to spin for them.  Again, I have no idea what he did to us as we slept. I remember being hypersexual at a very young age and I was very aware of my body. I hit puberty at age ten.  This common thing to happen to sexual abuse victims is going through puberty at a young age. He would give me uncomfortable massages under my bra and in my shirt. I felt too scared to say anything or even move.  I would tense up, but I was so scared of him. I remember having violent nightmares whenever I got home after seeing him. I remember having the compulsion to wash my hands every time I touched something for a long time.  I kicked holes in the wall in my sleep and to this day I still have nightmares and flashbacks of the abuse. I scream in my sleep and wake up crying remembering the horrible dream. Sometimes I wake up not knowing what’s real.  I wonder if I’m really here, safe, or if I’m back in his clutches again. My little sister and I stopped seeing him when I was fourteen-years-old, the Father’s Day before I turned fifteen. It ended with a phone call saying we did not want to see him anymore and that we remember what he did to us.  We told him that we were done. I remember being so scared, but it had to be done. My little sister was finally twelve, which was how old we had to be before we were allowed to make the decision of who we wanted to live with. She was able to be the strong one for me at that time. I was crying the whole time. I’ve had to drop out of my university studies due to a couple mental breakdowns where I have almost wanted to take my life.  My sister tried to take her life in 2017.  I thank God everyday she is still here. I wouldn’t be able to do this without her.   The second mental breakdown was this year.  My dog Grizz died a few months ago. This criminal investigation has been going on since August 2018. Grizz died August 2019.  Almost exactly a year later. He was my heart and soul. I feel the loss of him very deeply and feel heartbroken.  Grizz was the only reason *** would ever give me the passcode to get out of the house because he didn’t want him peeing or messing on the floor.  Grizz became my emotional protection.  He knew the difference between good and bad people.  It’s like he could smell the evil inside of certain people. He was the reason I survived from an adolescent and into my 20’s.   *** is the one who found a post I made on Facebook in April 2018.  He said I claimed I wrote the post after he served my mom for family court.  He sent her a text saying “Happy Anniversary” from his old number the day he filed for court.   He reported the Facebook post I made back in April 2018, and I’m guessing he’s claiming that I used this as a way to make him look bad. Which is impossible, because I wrote the post in April of 2018. He filed for court August 2018. 6 months after I made the post.  I’m guessing a relative of ours reported the post to him.  I unfortunately had to remove them off of Facebook at that time.  I did reach out when I heard my Aunty was sick, but they did not answer me.  I also tried to talk to my cousin about the abuse years ago. Way before the post I made about my story on my Carly L profile in April 2018.  They seem to have shut me out of their lives forever now.  I also added my half-sister on Facebook a few years ago and she never reached out or said anything to me.  I didn’t really know how to explain what had happened to me because she only sees the good side of him. I didn’t even know about her until I was 10 years old.  *** denied she was his to my mom when I was little. That side of my family doesn’t truly see him for what he is. A monster. I feel like I’m at the end of my rope because it feels like the justice system is just going to let us down again.  My family is absolutely broke from lawyer fees.  Our lawyer has been doing his best to defend us, but he has become very expensive and we don’t think we can afford to fight *** any longer.   I wish that my the good people on that side of the family will be able to see that I’m telling the truth.  I miss my cousins. I heard my father’s brother was actually a very kind and caring man.  I didn’t know him very long because he died of stomach cancer when he was in his 30s.  I believe that good people are still yet in that family.  I don’t want to bring anyone not guilty down.  I wish that they would be able to see this.  My half sister’s mom once told my mom that *** shoved her against lockers when they were in high school.  Right around when my half-sister was conceived.       When I turned eighteen, I began to have flashbacks.  I had nightmares and still continue to have nightmares, but the flashbacks started when I was eighteen.  I remember being raped. I remember him physically forcing me down and raping me. I was unable to move or speak.  I was terrified. I think I was about eight maybe seven when this happened. I know it happened more than once. Flashbacks should be considered a real source.  I know what happened to me. I feel it in my bones. I have been diagnosed with PTSD, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Panic Disorder, and Major Depressive Disorder.  I am currently seeing a psychiatrist that has helped me so much and a counsellor that specializes in sexual abuse and trauma counselling.     I know that I have probably forgotten to mention things in this, but this is a general overview of what happened to me and my sister.  I want justice.  I want peace.  I want to heal. This is my statement Written by: Carly Rojas

Carly Rojas
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