SWEET JESUS . . . TEENAGE SUPER PREDATOR ATTACKS ARMED OFFICER; IN FEAR OF HIS LIFE, OFFICER WILSON REPORTS CHASING THE INCREDIBLE HULK, WHO IS SEEMINGLY UNAFRAID OF BULLETS, WALKING STRAIGHT TOWARD THIS TREMBLING OFFICER, UNLOADING ALL 12 BULLETS IN THE CHAMBER, AS THE JUVENILE CRIME BOMB, TAKES ON THE TOY OFFICER? OFFICER SMILEY, ALL GRINS AS HE LEAVES, TESTIFYING IN FRONT OF THE GRAND JURY, WAS HE ASSURE OF THAT NO INDICTMENT WOULD BE RENDERED? COMMON STATEMENT AMONG CRIMINAL DEFENSE ATTORNEYS--YOU CAN INDICT A HAM SANDWICH--UNLESS IT IS A POLICE OFFICER! STAY STRONG FERGUSON, WE ARE FAMILY--LIBRARY OASIS OF LOVE, DONATIONS POUR IN FROM AROUND THE COUNTRY, COMMUNITY REBUILDING STORES--BOTH BLACK & WHITE CITIZENS JOIN THE EFFORTS, CHRISTMAS ORDERS ROLLING IN TO LOCAL BUSINESSES HURT IN THE RIOTS, COP HUGS TEARFUL 12 YEAR OLD, HOLDING A FREE HUGS SIGN, AS HE MORNS THE GRAND JURY VERDICT . . . SUPPORT FOR FERGUSON, BY WAY OF PROTESTS, FROM LONDON TO OVER 120 CITIES AROUND AMERICA--RACISM IS FUCKING, NOT COOL! HONOR MICHAEL'S DEATH, BY TURNING A BLIND EYE TOWARD JUSTICE, WITH JUSTICE BEING COLOR BLIND! LADY JUSTICE HAS A BLINDFOLD OVER HER EYES, BECAUSE TRUE JUSTICE, KNOWS NO DISTINCTION! THE GOOD AND BAD OF AMERICA THIS WEEK!

Officer Wilson, 6'4", 210 lbs, Armed vs. Michael Brown, 6'4", 290 lbs., Unarmed?

We equip police officers with a badge of authority, a uniform, so they stand out in a crowd, and to top that off, we give them permission, to lawfully, wear a gun on their hip, in plain sight, of all citizens, indicating, a show of force, and the deadly weapon to back up whatever the officer intends to do.  Along with that, there is a certain amount of credibility, that comes with being an officer of the law, allegedly trained, to handle the situations that may arise, while on the job, dealing with normal run of the mill, crime reports, traffic stops, robberies, rapes, assaults, and on occasion bank robberies, and even murders; however, officers of the law rarely see a murder as it is taking place.  So, in the case of Michael Brown, and friend, originally, the Ferguson Police Chief, reported, that Officer Wilson didn't know anything about the cigar heist, that must have amounted to no more than, what $20, if that, dime store versions, probably not your expensive, Cuban cigars, that cost more and are generally sold out of exclusive smoke shops . . . so we have a petty crime, a misdemeanor at best, with a bit of roughing up of the local grocery store clerk, Brown, may have in fact, known since birth, living in the area, with a grandmother living near by.

I don't know about you, but I would venture a guess that every one of my four children, have shoplifted, as I have myself, a candy bar, as I remember, perfume in my daughter's case, rings and jewelry in one of my son's cases, but a common experience, and part of the learning process.  Usually, a parent hears about their child or teen stealing, and when caught, if the kid is lucky, the parent, knowing that small crimes, can lead to larger crimes, takes the child back to the store, makes them own up to their doings, and make restitution, and the child learns, that you can't just take everything you want, and you must pay for it, or else you get in trouble with the law!  I was speaking down at Bryce Canyon, for a conference on year, back between 1995 and 1998, I took my son, his friend, the son of my boyfriend at the time, later husband, both teenagers at the time.  Jerry, told the boys, they better not do anything that would embarrass me, as the keynote speaker for the meeting . . . when we got back to the room, there were price tags, all over the place, with several items of jewelry appearing to be the target of the shoplifting . . . these boys were not smart, and left the tale, tale evidence of their crimes.

We confronted the boys, made them return the stolen items, embarrassing, the very thing we warned them not to do, and then took their two sorry asses to the local sheriff, who to our chagrin, merely said, they look like good boys, and just let them go.  I think both parents wanted to teach them a lesson, and cool their young jets a bit, letting them know there were consequences to their actions!  This morning, me and two of  my other children and friends, were sitting around joking about another trip, in which these two boys, my son, daring his buddy, and the son of my boyfriend, the same two, to gamble, at a place we stopped at, to have breakfast.  The two got caught by security and we along with or errant teens, were hauled before the head security guy, and he lectured the boys that they were underage, and they couldn't gamble.  Not minutes, later, as we were going out of the casino, my son, dared my boyfriend's son, the same age, both teenagers, to do it AGAIN!  With security guards on our tails, we all booked it out of town real fast!  And headed on our way to Mexico, Rosarita Beach, where these two, disappeared and we found them at the local jail, being blamed for setting off the smoke alarm, which ignited the flame retardant, making a huge mess . . . they claimed they didn't do it, but given the past events, we parents were not so sure!

This morning, one child said, it was a Hispanic kids who let the white foam go all over the resort hotel, not my son and buddy, our charges, but the kid blamed the first white kids who were walking by.  Luckily, someone spotted the two being hauled off by the Mexican Policia!  I have seen movies, like Midnight Express and other . . . foreign legal systems to not have the constitutional protections, American has, or should have, especially when dealing with juveniles!  Jerry and I did some fast talking and were able to get the kids released, dismissed as American tourists.  But, the reason we have a juvenile system, as part of our legal and criminal law system, is that teens need to learn, what the law is, how it works, rehabilitate teens that have run ins with the law, making them fully aware of what happens when you break the law, as Plato said, in his essay on the Republic . . . if a parent fails to teach their children about the law, society will!  I am glad to announce, that this son, is overly law abiding and so is his buddy; however, it wasn't just once they needed teaching, with that teenage, invisibility, but several times!

Reminder, we are talking cigars here . . . and even if Michael had committed murder, he was entitled to due process of the law, and equal protection!  OFFICER WILSON, ROBBED HIM OF THAT AND OF HIS LIFE . . . the anatomy of injustice, that was furthered by the prosecutor, the grand jury, the department, and the Police Association in Missouri!  

ABC's George Stephenopholis . . . To Officer Wilson . . . Did You Have Any Other Options Available, Tear Gas, Tasing?  NO!  What?

Thinking caps, boys and girls, we have an armed officer, who is older, more, allegedly mature, larger than normal size, approaching two black kids about getting out of the road.  He doesn't stop them for jay walking, and doesn't see anything else going on.  Wilson, claims, later, after having 4 months to think about his side of the facts, without Michael, able to counter that, leave no witnesses, and the prosecutor, discrediting the eye witnesses, who even had video evidence of the scene, showing Wilson as the clear aggressor, now claiming to be a mere toy, compared to the incredible hulk, the IT, that was running at him like a demon, with his hands up in surrender, after a scuffle, allegedly over the gun, with Michael, grabbing the barrel . . . a yeah, do you think he was a stranger to Trayvon Martin?  

Or the other 12 or so black youth, who have been shot, or in the BART subway system in San Fransisco or Oakland area, was shot execution style, when he asked the officers for his rights, when he and 6 friends were order off the train, and forced to sit against the wall, while 4 beefy law enforcement officers, man-handled them, serving as judge-jury-and executioners, after just receiving a phone call of a disturbance on the train?  The 6 friends, and college students, as I recall, were shocked at their treatment, and it appeared to be falsely accused, and when they demanded their constitutional rights, one was handcuffed, behind his back, officer on top of him, claiming that his gun, accidentily discharged . . . really, what I saw was an execution!  Hello, it was caught on video tape, and it must have been settled out of court, like ASAP, because, that was all I ever heard of the event . . . and fuckin' Officer Wilson, was the one in fear of his life, when Wilson pulled a gun, when the boys didn't jump at his command?

Under traditional self defense, or the rules of use of deadly force, is when the person in fear of his life, is allowed, to use, a force equal to that of his aggressor!  You can't be the one to pursue, then cry foul, when the person you are charging up on, slamming your cop door into, turns and sees you with a gun, and then he grabs the barrel, to force the gun, somewhere other than at your face!  It was Michael, as was Trayvon Martin, who was entitled to self defense, to do all in his power, especially, we faced with an armed officer, over cigars, ready to shot you dead.  Who would be should be more afraid, or in the class of persons, that would most likely be in fear for their life, or in fear of emminent fear of death or the threat of emminent death . . . the black teen, who knows that at least 12 boys have been shot by cops, since Trayvon, as I recall, or the armed officer, among the class of persons, who has inflicted the fear of death, or the threat of death?  What would logic tell you?  I know, what it wells me!

Anatomy of Injustice = Violence & Deception

• who is injured?  Michael was shot to death!  The dead victim, became the defendant!
• who is being claimed is injured?  Officer Wilson, not immediately, but four months later, released, the alleged tape of being punched in the face . . . plenty of time, for the cops to concoct a story, and hit him in the face!  There was no blood, that was later claimed, in the video with the ABC interviewer!
• who could be behind the injury?  Well, we have the cops, releasing damaging evidence against Michael, the prosecutor, handling the case, totally different than any other case, letting the officer in question, tell his story for 4 hours, seen leaving the grand jury investigation, smiling, with police associations, feeling confident that there would not be an indictment!  And the grand jury, violating their own oath of office, sworn to hear the evidence, without LOVE OR HATE FOR EITHER PARTY . . . THE COP, WAS ABLE TO TESTIFY IN HIS OWN BEHALF, UNHEARD OF FOR FOUR FUCKING HOURS!  Total preferential treatment!  
• then the man, who abdicated his responsibilities to handle the case in open court with a jury, decided to take it behind closed doors, with all testimony and witnesses being heard in secret, which is the course of action for the game, of alleged justice behind closed doors, NOT!

The Cops Stood Down, During the Riots, And Showed Violence & Deception During the Lawful Protest!

We see the militarization of the cops, riot gear, tear gas, guns, tanks, shields, helmets, lined marches, forcing protesters to keep moving . . . a total show of force, even calling out the National Guard for back up.  Then, after the verdict, dismissing all charges against Wilson, with the grand jury stating that they saw nothing that they could indict him on . . . how about a dead body . . . the cops are ordered to stand down, as looting, fires, pushing over cops cars, etc., is taking place?

My guess, is that these violent and unlawful protesters, were hired, to make it look so bad, while the cops, just stood and watched, that all the damage and credibility that they lost, with their show of brute force and militarization, would now, seem totally appropriate, and their tanks, guns, tear gas, and riot gear, were a great investment and needed in Ferguson! 

Sorry, I Think, Therefore, I Am Totally Pissed!

Stay Strong Ferguson, We Are All Family . . . America Will Overcome Racism, And Hopefully the World Will Too!

LOVE EACH OTHER . . . WIN WITH LOVE!

COP SHOP TALK: NO MAN'S LAND; EYE OF THE KILLER; APACHE BRONCS, SERPICO . . . IF MY SONS WERE EVER TO GO INTO LAW ENFORCEMENT, THESE ARE THE TYPES OF COPS I WOULD WANT THEM TO BE! TRAVEL FUN, TIME FOR BABY, THEN ON TO THANKSGIVING DINNER . . . HAVE A GOOD ONE, AND REMEMBER TO BE THANKFUL FOR THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION--PRESIDENT GEORGE WASHINGTON AND CONGRESS, MADE THANKSGIVING A NATIONAL HOLIDAY, TO GIVE THANKS FOR THE NEW CONSTITUTION . . . I AM GRATEFUL IT LASTED THIS LONG, AND THAT WAS NOT EASY! (UN)PATRIOT ACT IS VOID AS A MATTER OF LAW, GET RID OF IT! WE CAN NOT HAVE OPEN SEASON SHOOTING BY COPS, OF U.S. CITIZENS! ESPECIALLY KIDS! PASTOR MIKE KINMAN, WHITE, OFFERING A SANCTUARY TO PROTESTERS, TONIGHT, AND SAID, UNTIL WE WEEP FOR THIS CHILD, AS ONE OF OUR OWN, WE HAVE NOT OVERCOME RACISM!

Awaiting a Verdict in Ferguson, Missouri

I caught the CSKT Shuttle, or the Confederated Salish-Kootenai Transit, from Kalispell to Missoula, to start my Thanksgiving travel fun.  The bus driver, brought up the fact, that the grand jury findings were or should be out, and he asked the passengers if we had heard anything, or if the officer, who shot, 18 year old, Michael Brown, had been found criminally liable or finding the facts, so that the prosecutor could charge him in the homicide, murder, manslaughter of the young man, who was holding his hands up, in a gesture of surrender, as he was shot, from 9 to 12 times, last I heard, with the white officer, Darren Wilson, unloading his gun into the kids, even as he fell to the ground, and the cops, leaving his dead body in the streets for hours, after he was gunned down.  Generally, speaking, while not always applicable, but should be, when there is a dead body, someone is charged with something, and I don't think that law enforcement should be any different.  

Let a jury of his or her peers, decide after the evidence, case, facts, witnesses and sides have presented their case, or their theory, story, allegations, and charges.  Studies have found, and I remember seeing films or documentaries on jury deliberations, and it was presented, or the researches said, that, regardless of the reasoning, jurors, take their job very seriously, and they, over all do a pretty good job of meting out justice, and having reasons to back up their positions . . . some juries are hung, or can't reach a unanimous verdict, which is necessary, for a criminal trial, regardless of how long the jury is in deliberations. Grand juries function a bit different, with a panel, sitting for a certain amount of time, being called, at least in Utah, if I remember, to travel the state, and act when called upon, hearing preliminary evidence presented, to see if charges, should be filed.  

I told the bus driver, who informed me, that the press and others were just waiting for their verdict or recommendations.  I told him, I thought, they, for good reason, should wait, until morning, to minimize the conflict, on either side . . . the unified or police association, unfairly, I think, came out in the press stating that they were confident that Wilson would be acquitted or not found worthy of being charged.  Michael Brown's father, President Obama, both recognizing citizens' rights to protest, encouraged peaceful demonstrations, eliminating the need for violent, looting, and fighting, and I am sure, that included the cops too!  This is a highly charged and amped up situation, and justice needs to reign, no blacks against white police officers, in tanks, pointing machine guns at the grieving citizens.  Cops are not paid by tax payers' money, to protect each other, they are paid to serve and protect the citizens in their communities, and want justice, whether it is one of their own on trial, or a defendant!  

I heard in another city, either today, or yesterday, according to the shuttle driver, that another 12 black kid got shot, allegedly brandishing a fake gun, around a playground, with dispatch, failing to tell the officers it was a fake gun, and when they told him to put his hands in the air, he reached into or down around his pant pockets, and they shot him.  We have, in America, had several police officers, law enforcement members, being gunned down, at a higher than normal rate . . . I think, in my humble opinion, that this is due to the large number of people being gunned down, or in my friend's case, tased, and killed.  For every action, the laws of physics, say there is an equal reaction . . . ln Kalispell, back in the 1990's, I heard that the cops went on strike, and the militia was called in to cover their positions, while they were on strike, and there was not one crime committed!  I would venture a guess, that, knowing the constitutionally minded members, that they most likely respected the citizens, and gave them their rights, according to those protections, and standards, found in the Bill of Rights, something the Patriot Act, has tried to eliminate!  Not a wise move.

Patriot Act Policy Appears to Be: Shoot First, Ask Questions Later, Leave No Witnesses, and You Get Two Weeks Administrative Leave, While Internal Affairs Investigates!

As a former, assistant attorney general, with the Utah Prosecution Council, Criminal Enforcement Division, of the Utah Attorney Generals Office, turned civil rights, defense and constitutional law attorney, that this, apparent position, while I am sure, not in written policy, but as evidenced by actions, with regard to minor interactions, as in the Michael Brown case, leaving a young black, or in my case, white man, also, dead, after being confronted, on so little wrong, allegedly being committed or done, that death is so unjust, and should never have been considered, even if the person, becomes combatant, as was allegedly the case with my friend who ended up dead, September 1, 2014, that truth makes reason stare?  Such violent reaction by cops, that it appears they are being trained to see their jobs, as cops vs. the public, they are sworn to protect!  And when an officer is involved, as in the Ferguson case, all the cops, circle around him, as if to use their credibility, with the public, to say, that officers, either are above the law, or beyond mistake, not power hungry, and gun happy.

The shuttle driver told me of an officer, over in Billings, if I remember, from the newspaper article, he reminded me of, where a woman was just recently shot, by a cop, for, again, something so minor, that the wounding, I think, she survived, was so minor, that the reaction of this cop, who had gunned someone down, before, and killed them, as I recall, just shot her, rather than getting to the bottom or her issues, sending her to the hospital, rather than to jail, or whatever was merited and warranted for her small crime.  A hair trigger, and pistol temper, is not the right mentality for a cop!  They are not given a license to kill, when they put on a badge, that is not our system, nor should it be tolerated in law enforcement, and I am sure, they will try to harass me or kill me for merely stating my opinion!  But it needs to be said, and by more than an attorney who could sue them; police chiefs, sheriffs, marshals, and federal cops, need to do what they take an oath to do, preserve, defend and protect the Constitution, affording people all the rights they know they get, and then serve and protect, them from the bad guys, or themselves at times, not protect other cops, who may or may not have been a pissed off, trigger happy, bully!

Grand Jury--DEAD BODY--Just Nothing For them To Indict On?

Michael Brown, and all black youth murdered by cops, have become the new rape case twists of olden days . . . the victim, in the minds of the grand jury, now the prosecutor, due to the lack of prosecutor action, and abdicating his job to the grand jury, who are to hold evidence to be truly secret, have made the victim the aggressor, siting self defense of Officer Wilson, being attacked by an unarmed teen, allegedly going after a man, whom he knows has a gun, who just copped an attitude ordering him off the streets, running him down with his police car, slamming the breaks on, and opening the door hitting Michael!  In a normal reaction of anger at the treatment, Brown may have reached in the cops car, after Wilson, the aggressor, hitting him with the door, as I recall, watching the news all day, in August, when witnesses were fresh, and minds clearer, and the streets more calm, except for aggressive cops, protesters with a right to protest, peaceful for the most part, in hopes of getting justice for their fallen comrade, and the standard, the grand jury should have held was the reasonable cop reaction, and the reasonable person reaction to his act of authority.

They said their lack of indictment, rested on the fact that there was no probable cause that a crime had been committed . . . was it self defense in their minds?  We have a kid hit 6 times, from what I heard.  Are they arguing that he had a right, as we all do to use deadly force, to defend himself?  He had a gun, Michael, was no match for a gun, and in traditional self defense, you are only able to use, and equal amount of force, in exchange for what the primary aggressor does!  Officer Wilson, was the primary aggressor, not Brown!  But it was Brown's actions, unarmed, that was the lynch pin of their decision, suggesting, that the grand jury, did, in fact, hold an armed Wilson, to be the victim!  And Brown, without defense, equal to that of Wilson!  

I would suggest, that the grand jury, violated their oath, and their verdicts, should be dismissed, and the case go to trial, they not only exceeded their powers, but reversed who was being considered for criminal acts!  Michael was on trial, not Officer Wilson, favor to a cop!  That is not allowed . . . nor disfavor on the other side, injustice was the outcome, for failure to abide by this charge and pledge!

2005 Missouri Revised Statutes - § 540.080. — Oath of grand jurors.

540.080. Grand jurors may be sworn in the following form:

Do you solemnly swear you will diligently inquire and true presentment make, according to your charge, of all offenses against the laws of the state committed or triable in this county of which you have or can obtain legal evidence; the counsel of your state, your fellows and your own, you shall truly keep secret? You further swear that you will present no one for any hatred, malice or ill will; neither will you leave unpresented any one for love, fear, favor or affection, or for any reward or the hope or promise thereof, but that you will present things truly as they come to your knowledge, to the best of your understanding, according to the laws of this state, so help you God.

(RSMo 1939 � 3905, A.L. 1989 S.B. 127, et al.)

Prior revisions: 1929 � 3516; 1919 � 3861; 1909 � 5069

Great Cops, Know that the Law, is the Law, is the Law, Regardless Who Commits the Crime!  Fellow Cops Included!

I am at the Butte Bus Terminal, and the owner, just told me that Officer Wilson, was not indicted on charges and there is looting, violence, and protesting going on in the streets of Ferguson, and for damn good reason, we are seeing the Anatomy of Injustice!  The cops, from day one, withheld the name of the officer, released a tape of the alleged taking of cigars and roughing up the store clerk, with, back in August, Officer Wilson, didn't know a damned thing about the alleged shoplifting . . . and ask yourself, if you, or your son or daughter, is worthy of being literally gunned down, for taking the equivalent of a few candy bars?  There could have been a dead clerk, and it is the cops' duty, to go after the suspect, question them, arrest them, and take them to jail, inform them of the charges, hold an arraignment, with the suspect, being the one to decide whether they proceed to trial, or plead guilty, working with a defense attorney, public defender, appointed by the court, if they can't pay, and then given their day in court . . . not gunned down in the streets!  And they the cops, taking four months to doctor the case, the evidence, the orchestrated and timed release of information, like the alleged trip to the hospital, which could have been a video, created, in defense of the officer, with a cop, punching him out, and claiming that it is part of the events of the day, Michael Brown was murdered!  Cops are not above reproach, and above the law, and other cops, are not required to protect their buddies in the department!

NO MAN'S LAND--CHARLIE SHEEN & D.B. SWEENY

I just love, seeing what the YouTube gods, recommend that I watch in connection with my blogs; however, I don't think that I wrote about cops, so I wonder why, No Man's Land and Eye of the Killer, were recommended to me, other than to warn me, that I needed to be careful, as always, but the two cops, were good cops, and made the right decisions in both of these movies.  But, a young rookie cop, who also has a hobby for fixing up old Porches, is contacted by a federal agent, FBI, because there is a chop shop involving stealing Porches, and a the partner of the FBI agent, was gunned down, during an investigation.  The rookie, was your all American, good kid, the cool type of cop, you want, and the FBI agent, knowing he had been on the job, a mere three weeks, and not too cop like yet, and also familiar with the terminology and mechanics of the vehicles, could be a great asset, to get inside the operators of several chop shops, and uncover the dealings, the players, and the methods of the thefts and style of crime.

Sheen, a very young Sheen, is a rich kid, who loves Porches, and is involved at the very top, if not the owner, of one of the chop shops, but he has an in town rival, competing for the theft of Porches and the mix and match of parts, restorations, and cover-ups.  The cop, gets a job in Sheens operation, and becomes a trusted friend, and also the lover, of Sheens, college going sister.  So things get messy, sexy, and involved, complicating the investigation.  The rookie, is having a great time, driving his own Porche, while Sheen brings him into the business, introduces him to friends and associates involved in the crimes, giving him gifts, clothes, perks, fun, excitement, etc.  It is really, two young hot guys, having a great time, for a while!  Sweeny, starts to get in over his head, his girlfriend is suspecting something is up, protective of her brother, not knowing what he is involved in . . . a dirty agent or cop, inside, tells Sheen that the rookie is an undercover cop, and the feds are all over this, he wants out.

Sheen follows the young cop, and tracks him to the FBI agent's house, and substantiates that he is, in deed, a cop, so he decided to set the rookie up, in the pay off, of the older agent, and he also wants him to kill the guy, while taking the pay off to the older cop.  The set up, either back fires, with the dirty cop, taking down, or going to shoot, the rookie, as Sheen, drives his Porche into the older guy, knocking him away from his friend, and killing him in the process.  The rookie is freaking out, tells other cops, that their buddy is dirty, and he is the one, who killed the other agent, and several other people.  Then the cops, tell him that the FBI agent is now dead, his contact, and Sheen is the one who did it!  The sister, is at the cops house, Christmas morning, and while he is gone, to get stuff to fix for breakfast, the cops uncle, comes to the undercover apartment, that his family didn't have the address to, and the uncle didn't know that it was a secret, and he drops off Christmas presents, tipping the girlfriend off that, her boyfriend, brother's friend is a cop.

This is all mixed up, but you get the picture.  Christmas night, Sheen and the rookie had planned on going to the mall, and hijacking a Porche to take to the chop shop, but by this time, they are both suspicious of each other, not trusting the other, and both have guns.  Sheen, wants them both to put their differences aside and just pretend nothing has happened.  The rookie, rightly so, regardless of perks and girlfriend, tells Sheen, he has to arrest him and take him in on the murder of the FBI agent.  Sheen thinks he knows the cop, and doesn't believe him, nor that he will shoot him, if he walks away.  Sheen starts to walk, the rookie has his gun on Sheen, but, doesn't shoot him in the back, but waits . . . Sheen, decides or had all the way along to take the cop out.  He turns the gun on his friend/cop, and pulls the trigger first, and the shots fly, both get shot, but Sheen gets fatally shot, dead, with a shocked look on his face . . . just the way it should be.  The cop knew he had a cop killer on his hands, and he didn't just gun him down, he attempted to bring him in, through arresting him, and even as he walked away, he waited, until Sheen took the first shot, then gunned him down, taking several hits himself!  Oh, yeah, honorable, all the way!  Just doing his job, and doing it well!

EYE OF THE KILLER--KEIFFER SUTHERLAND

This is a really cool serial killer show, with psychics, psychic-phenomena, ghosts of the dead people, Surtherland becomes a kind of medium, between the dead, the murdered and the killer.  Slowly the thriller unwinds, first with several street people, a thug, and a prostitute, that Sutherland knows, through police work, are killed by the serial killer the cops were chasing, years earlier, but never caught, resurfacing 10 years later.  The killer is called the Jabberwalkie, and Keiffer finds out that, as the mystery unfolds, and it goes from the eyes of the killer, to the eyes of the dead, looking through their eyes, he finds out that the alleged Jabberwalkie, is actually, his boss, who is fucking his ex-wife!  But the murder mystery and believed serial killer, is the composite of several other people, or others who were involved in the first murder, that started the fame of the serial killer, taking credit for many murders along the way, unrelated, and using different methods of killing. Surprise, surprise . . . NSA turned off my spell check, so bear with me!

But the owners of a newspaper, were also involved, created the name and covered the original murder, of a girl, who the cop thought he killed, but she came to, as the newspaper owners, brother and sister, are dragging her body to be buried, and the sister, takes a rock and smashed the head of the woman, killing her this time, and then the cop, takes the brother who is now involved, but not a murderer like the other two, and he kills him and throws him over the bridge, making people think that the brother might have been the serial killer.  The newspaper heiress, brought back the serial killer, to sell newspapers!  Sutherland, learns of the identity of the murderers through psychic means, with mediums and psychics, used a lot more than people think, to solve crimes.  There are actually people, who see dead people, 6th Sense, Bruce Willis, who actually have degrees in parapsychology, and have a gift for seeing the realms of the dead, gaining insight into the faces, motives, and killers, of the victims, through touching their clothing, items they have owned, and personal property, at the scene of the crimes . . . great movie!

But the thing I like best about Sutherland's part, as a cop, was his total, and unabashed, vigilance, he uses, in going after his boss, when he finds out that he is involved in the killings, if not the Jabberwalkie, himself, without hesitation, without fear of not being believed, without explaining how he discovered the killer, and the way he confronted, the guy, setting him up, in a way, leaving him to deal with the ghost of the girl he killed! He was all about doing his job, even after he was taken off the case, by the boss that was involved.  Even after he finds and confronts the cop, he goes after the newspaper owner . . . no questions asked, no fear of the consequences, the thoughts of the mayor, other members of the police force, or any apology!  Hell, yeah!

Kudos to the Thousands of Great Cops!

I hate to always be the one to criticize the cops, but few people dare, and few have the background to do any good, and I have been taunted, chased, intimidated, threatened, and had several attempted life threatening, if not hits, or attempts on my life.  That is not the way to handle criticism, nor the way to improve your cop shop . . . take my words for what they are worth, and hopefully something, seeing I have the background to know a thing or two, don't punish me, don't gang up on me, don't drive me from the community, or communities I visit or decide to live in . . . I, as you can, can be your best friend, or your worst enemy!  I have offered to teach, train, and instruct cops, that are willing to learn, listen, and hear from someone who has sued cops, for a shit load of money; however, through the battering systems, I was victimized, doing no good to you or myself . . . my clients set the fees, the amounts of the lawsuits, many being that big, due to putting them all over the Internet, accusing them, and making it appear that they are convicts, or guilty, long before trials, and what not, with cops and prosecutors, telling the press what they will and will not print, or whom they will report, and what side, of course, only the cops and prosecutors, if they win, and not me, if I win, which they made sure of, through witness and jury tampering, doctoring surveillance tapes, with judges, and bailiffs, covering visits to the jury room while they were in deliberation, with the county attorney, peeking in while trials he was ordered to stay away from, and making sure that the jury members where marked and knew, the threat was there against them if things didn't go the cops or prosecutors way . . . and when all was said and done, the judge, mopped up the details, making sure the jury didn't give the win to my clients . . . dirt, dirt, dirt.

The ACLU did a study, finding that state crime labs around the nation, were found to have destroyed or lost exculpatory evidence or evidence that would have helped a defendant's case, and covered evidence that could hurt the prosecutions case . . . the same year, we took a tape, catching three members of the Iron/Washington/Garfield County Drug Task Force, planting 51 pieces of felony evidence, in my clients house, with the FBI covering their asses, all the way up to the state crime lab, when they limited the audio evidence room, to the prosecutor, and not me, the attorney, but my private investigator, who had been a 20  year veteran of the LA police force, and whom I over heard, during one of my trials, he botched, and then failed to tell me, until the jury was seated, that the prosecutors had 30 photos, of the alleged cop and prosecutor's side of the crime scene, that lacked all self-authenticated documents, with the judge allowing them . . . but I over heard the cops, PI, state, as he talked up a storm with the cops, assuring them, they had nothing to worry about, as he failed to get me the evidence, pictures, etc., that I asked for, and he said, while slapping the cops in attendance, during the 1:00 a.m., jury deliberations, that once a cop, always a cop!

I Know Your Achilles Heels, Thus I Am Dangerous, Don't Need to Be

I wrote some of your manuals, cops and prosecutors, evidence gathering, and also policy and procedures, on various crimes and investigations.  I know both sides, the prosecution and the defense, as well as the civil and constitutional rights of a defendant, and what rights you have to give them, not only on the arrest, but when they are held in jail, being dictated by statutes on the rights of a defendant, even while in jail!  I know how long the cops, courts, and prosecutors have to arraign my clients, or the defendant, when they can serve warrants and when it is not permitted, how long before the courts have to let them go, if there is no trial, which is seldom followed, leaving defendants or inmates jailed for years without even a hearing, so the damned jails can remain full to capacity, to bring more budget money to the correctional facilities, etc. Knowledge is POWER . . . GET SOME!

I have met with police chiefs, and I know that a rookie, is generally a liability for about three years, of trial and error, before they can be considered an asset, I sympathize with the job, it is tough, just like the law is, you have to be trained, learn on your own, practice and try to do the job right, not just bully your way to being respected, and now days with the militarization, feared . . . I don't know if the power trip of this nature is worth it, since many cops have been gunned down lately, bringing about a sick, poetic justice, with all the cops killings, as of late.  Cops can do it right, or they will be forced to do it right, by society, who will not stand for it any more.  Frustrated citizens, are acting out, shooting cops, feeling helpless, or just wanting to make a statement, which leads to anarchy!  We are a nation of laws, on both sides of the law, for the citizens and public, and also for the cops, through the Constitution, policies and procedures, state and federal laws!

Ticket to Governmental Immunity, Is Follow Well Established LAW!

I was not privy to the grand jury evidence, I think a trial would have been merited, and best, but, now that the jury is in, we know, that at least, Michael Brown's civil rights were violated, a wrongful death, or civil suit, might be more appropriate, and all cops across the nation, can learn from these law suits, sad as they are, but there are too many people being gunned down for asinine reasons, with little reason, and without justice . . . 

We Can Do Better Than This America!

People can feel when justice is met.  What would it have hurt, to have a trial, to get the facts all out, to tell the story, to bring the evidence, to hear the witnesses . . . I have found, that when someone gets their day in court, which should have been Officer Wilson's chance to tell his side of the story, Michael, was not on trial, nor anything other than a victim of police abuse of power!  There was not need and no call to kill the BOY!

I do not agree with the violence, the looting, the burning . . . a cop is talking as I am writing, and he commented, that this violence tonight is far worse than it was in August, and just why do you think, there was a hope for justice to be met, and now that is gone.  The cop is saying he is disappointed in the violence, and no officers lost lives, nor people, that violence is in reaction to the lack of justice, just bringing things out in the open, to let the people know what happened.  I suspect, that this was an orchestrated outcome, siding with the cop, who gunned down an unarmed black kid, who will get no justice!  A secret hearing behind closed doors, with the chicken shit prosecutor, who said he would do his job, and then abdicated this to the jury, behind closed doors, is inexcusable, to say the least, knowing full well, that is was abnormal to have the defendant come cry to the grand jury, without anyone, leave no witnesses . . . and now we are acting like the cops are these great guys, that are doing the best with a bad situation, all handling it so well, well, their boy, got his ass covered!

Do, I feel that justice was served, hell no . . . there should have been a trial, by a jury of his peers, finders of fact, and in some states law, with a fair and unbiased judge, overseeing the case, controlling the courtroom, and not the undue influence of cop associations weighing in, before the release of the indictment.  I feel that the cops are standing down to justify, the militarization of the cops!  It is always easy to stay calm when you are rooting for a cop, who shot an unarmed teenager, that he chased down and opened the car door, and hit Michael, the evidence, the stories, and the evidence had been changed . . . I watched the news 24/7, and the story has morphed, the officer didn't know about the cigars!

Had Justice Been Served, There Would Be No Riots, You Dumb Asses! . . . Poor Officer, Has A Gash, Got More Sympathy from the Cops, Than Michael Got . . . Well, and What Did Michael Brown Get, Fucking Nothing, Other Than Gunned Down!

When White Cops, Weep For Michael, And at Least Charge Officer Wilson . . . That Doesn't Mean He Will Be Found Guilty, but the Public Will Get To Know the Truth . . . Had that Happened, We Will Know, We Have Arrived!

Now, We are Worried About the Disappointed Police Officers That are Sad, That The Community Didn't Come Together . . . HOW COULD THEY?  This is not about the Cops, It Should have Been About MICHAEL!

NEWS REPORTS

• prosecutor expected anger, do you think?  You chicken shitted out, gave the grand jury more power than they have . . . so where is the right to appeal, to a new trial, to a rule 60(b) motion, or anything that defense attorneys can do, to get justice, or complain about the decision
• after 70 hours of testimony, the decision of the grand jury, boiled down to that one second, that there was a confrontation between Officer Wilson and Michael . . . I can guarantee, that any normal person, with a normal reaction, from being ordered by a cop, to get out of the street, and when I didn't do it, not on a busy road, but on a street in a neighborhood, that Michael had crossed the street tons of times, to see his grandmother, so an officer, pursuing him, slamming on the breaks in the car, and hitting Michael, with the car door . . . a normal, reaction to being treated like this, for such a small issue, would have turned on the cop, who then claimed that Michael, reached into the car, like you and I might, with Wilson shooting at that point, with Michael running, turning when he heard shots, and being gunned down in, cold blooded murder!
• this is like I said, in the ANATOMY OF INJUSTICE, the grand jury, held Michael responsible for the shooting, not a power, hungry pissed off cop, who abused his power, treated Michael and his friend like shit, and acted shocked, that he would actually dare defend himself!  Black teens are where rape victims were years ago . . . she asked for it, she wore suggestive clothes, she went to his room, all girls really want it, she looked older than her age!  
• the grand jury, who exceeded their powers, and were given more responsibility than they have by law, with the officer being allowed to testify, coming off like a poor boy scout, rather than a man suffering from small man and small dick syndrome!  He is not guilty on all 5 counts!  Are you shitting me!  
• President Obama . . . yes, there are ways of channeling anger, and that time has passed, that was in the hands of the grand jury, and that was stolen from the community, injustice through violence and deception was the order from the start . . . it was entrapment!  The cops used violence, then they through deception of the cops, covering up Wilson, even his name, til they got their story, released the tape, and held the alleged video, showing Wilson, in  a t-shirt, not his uniform, like you would have done, had you been rushed to the hospital . . . I bet he hit his own nose, on the window or the car door!  We need to check to see if a fellow officer didn't clock his nose, to make it look like Michael, rather than an officer, 4 fucking months after the event!
• a parent, who is driving, and gets into an accident, that may be their fault, but have a child injured, can be charged with negligent or vehicular manslaughter!  A baby who drowns in the bath, while mom is on the phone, is or should have been charged with manslaughter, or negligent homicide . . .

DEAD BODY . . . JUST NOT ANYTHING TO INDICT WILSON ON?  REALLY?

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Don't You Hate it When God, Knows You Better Than You Know Yourself!  Man vs. Himself!

I don't find much competition, between myself, and the rest of you, but, me against myself, that is another story . . . in fact, I find something very righteous, about not having money, kicking the shit out of law enforcement of all flavors, colors, shapes, and sizes!  Beating top Salt Lake City, Utah law firms, sending their top partners, to court against me, wearing thousand dollar suits, styling shoes, brief cases, and the latest high tech, aids for court . . . me wearing my gifted, bling flip-flops, Danskin black pants, $13 max, and equally cheap shirt, a red power jacket, I got from a thrift store for $5, hair cut at some beauty school, for about that same amount, and going into court and pulling out both high powered, six shooters, and using the law, and a resume from Heaven, to blast holes all over this guy's chest, is just so damn fun!  Move over, Annie Oakley, you got competition, girl!  But, the fact, that I am not taking money for my blog, allowing my enemies, to take it, hoping, that they are stirred in their hearts, and use it for noble means, for lack of me wanting to manage that much money!  Totally righteous!  Oh, hell yeah, God!

I am your number one, disciple, me and Paul, who have both been beaten, shipwrecked, imprisoned, beaten, blocked in our attempts, to save souls, you with Ceasar's, guards getting chained to you, with you preaching the gospel, to them, and them learning the power of God, and a bit of yours too, seeing you are a man of the letter of the law--like myself, a Roman citizen, demanding his rights before he dies or goes to prison--me too, in the same way, all the fuckers, the NSA, CIA, FBI, and all, who have to read my blogs--trying to block me 24/7, chase me, attempt to kill me, much as they did Paul, have to see your power, God, and they also get a bit of mine on the way . . . no harm, right, that I get a bit of the credit, claim, at least the part of me, that I did on my own . . . I know you gave me scholarships, that I never finished the paperwork for, in my undergrad, when all I wanted to do, was stay home with my kids, and make chocolate chip cookies, didn't ever dig the shopping shit, and all that, What Women Want, Mall Rat Shit, but time with my kids, hell yeah, you took that, put your hand around my neck, and forced me to finish college, when I wanted a break, and yeah, you gave me the dream to go to law school, but I followed you, so, that negates your part!  Sorry, not really, but I had to attend, take the tests, read, whatever, study for the bar . . . I know I loved it, and I had great jobs offered to me, positions at three universities, as adjunct faculty, and passed the bar exam with little effort, and I am grateful . . . but seriously, this being part of the body of Christ I can dig, but letting my fake, bimbo headed, T&A, sister, the fucking flight attendant, pose as ME?  Are you fucking kidding me, even if it helps your work go forward, she couldn't even attend seminary, in Mormon Utah, and I read scriptures from a young age, never let a boyfriend or friend come over, so I could go in the mountains, and study your word, graduated from seminary with 5 years, rather than the normal 4, and even spoke at seminary graduation, my junior year, with all the seniors!  Come on!

Moses is Denied Taking the Children of Israel Into the Promise Land--That Sucks, is Not Fair, and I Protest!

Okay, so, that megalomaniac Paul and I have a lot in common, so do me and the Old Testament, Jo(b), having everything taken, inflicted with sores, I had psoriasis, the sorrow of psoriasis, is a common statement, but after I learned it was stress related after getting it twice, when my kids were young and while I was in my undergraduate education, at Weber State University, college in my days, just crossing over, inflicted for 6 months each time, I decided that there was nothing i this world, worth getting that stressed about again; therefore, to the chagrin of both law professors and Utah Attorney General, Administrative Staff, really thought I took that no, stress thing to the extreme, as did the courts, I am sure, but, hey, I got to the United States Supreme Court, and they didn't, very righteous!  

But, Moses, and I also, have something in common, our tempers!  When Moses, got finished talking to God, through the burning bush, and the finger of God, wrote the 10 commandments, as the children of Israel, were not have a very righteous, raucous and wild party, down in the wilderness with a golden calf, dancing, fornicating, drinking and frolicking around, so when Moses, came to present the stone version of the 10 commandments, he got so pissed, he threw them as I recall, and they broke, or was it that he took his staff, that he turns into the serpent, and struck the rock, that was to give water . . . details, details, details, but anyway, Moses has a righteous tempter, just like I to . . . I am infuriated by injustice, abuse, mistreatment, misinformation, oppression, slavery, etc., but the tempter goes hand in hand with that stuff!  I want to go ape shit, and scream, my fucking head off! 

For some reason, I think, the violations of the law, justice, right and wrong, should trump my temper! Surely, God, will see, that both me and Moses, are pissed for very good reasons, and not just because we can't control our tempers!  I consider myself, a very rational thinker, and I don't explode for any goddamn, stupid reason, in fact, I would kill some of these people if I could, I want them skinned, hung, tortured, burned, shot, or, if none of those work for you, God, then just fucking put them in prison forever!  I can handle that, and that is the way I feel about my family, the government, the Mormon Church, the courts, the cops, the prosecutors, and the judges, my clients, my friends, who have all taken bribes . . . and you don't fucking think they deserve this, for what they did to me, and what they have done to my children, like stealing my son's music, fucking with jobs, with lives, with step-children, using the system to abuse, to frame, to intimidate, to falsely accuse, and generally, laying those stumbling blocks in their paths, not by your hands, but by fabricated, manipulative, intimidation, breaking them to the point, they would turn on their own mother, to survive and care for their own families, and I forgive them and their fucking spouses, that were hand picked by the goddamn, FBI dating game, and maybe this will all come out in the wash, and I have faith, that you have always been faithful, helping me, but I have always tried to make the best of this fucking, shitty work, done by agents of the master of lies, deceit, crime, blood and horror, terror, and orchestrated secret combinations . . . because I believe in what God intended . . . the song I am listening to!

And seriously, you want me to stop being enraged by what you, yourself, I would imagine, are furious about?  You get pissed, and wipe out the whole fucking world by a flood, starting over, you can part the Red Sea for Moses, but you can't fucking fix the computer, that just ditched, buried, stopped, froze my blog, that is there for love not money!  And you, would do to me, what you did to Moses, trash him, because he had a temper?  REALLY?  You are God, and you can't control your temper, Christ threw the money changers out of your temple, and all I want to do, it take them, the money changers, in the courts, and the normal list of suspects, and who grind the faces of the poor, hurt the widows, the fatherless, and you are going to fuck me for that?  Are you kidding me?  I don't think so, and turn my blog over to some numb-nut sister, who couldn't write one of these blogs, taking credit, stealing my intellectual property, that I took the time to enhance the natural gifts of intelligence you gave me, the raw material, but worthless, had I not said, YES, to college, to law school, giving up my houses, cases, legislation, and all, hanging on to this one thing, as a means of contributing to society, using my knowledge, my skills, of communication, writing, law?

@#%&***@#########*****&&&&&@@@@@ SCREAM!  I WANT TO KILL YOU, GOD!  Don't worry, God, is used to this with me, my rage, my anger, my aggression, and my swearing!  Like the President, he has veto power over me, whatever I do, he can either choose to save me, through grace, or fry my ass, and the later is more what he is feeling about me, I am sure, but I am going to get to the bottom of this! I just can't believe, that you, God, are not as crazy, as me and Moses are at the shit people do, when you are not looking, up trying to communicate and do what the burning bush is telling you to do!  What did you expect Moses, or me to do?  For God sake . . . I fucking just had to publish early, NSA, fuckers just woke up, so the daily battle is on . . . as it is, 24/7!

One thing God, can't accuse me of, is being, neither hot, nor cold . . . so I guess he won't spew me out of his mouth!  I am pissed as hell, hotter than hell, and ragingly so angry over this I can't even speak, so I will have to write, this blog, is one thing, it is therapeutic, for sure!  This is called, a self help blog!

God Knew Full Well, How to Maximize Pastor Levi's Message Yesterday!

In the symbolic system, God and I have worked out, since the time I was poisoned, in 2000, and told that I would die, the equivalent of the complexity of the federal tax code, contained in my head, with neither God and I missing much, other than when I could take his instructions, either way, and he generally makes the best of my interpretations, but as I walked from the Samaritan House Shelter, none the less, to Fresh Life Church, and just as I was rounding the corner to the church, by the way, I am grateful for the shelter, but they are in mansions, from my money, a bit hard to take, regardless of my, normally, cheery personality, adventurous nature, but a red Suburban, year 1993 to 1998 make, with white being the color of my sister's suburban, and one of my symbols for her, but the red, is a power color, the color of fame, in this scheme of symbols to me, that God gets, but sometimes, I am not quite sure of his directions, but I do my best, he can read my mind, so he has the advantage in this relationship!  Not funny, God, just sent a red Suburban past Playplace windows in McDonald's, my office, down Idaho Street, to rub this lesson in, and make sure that I am getting his point!  I am not in a joking MOOD, God!

Okay, so when the white Suburban, goes by, I know that Rachel is getting credit for what I write, as she did being me, for the photo shoots, for the Brock case, and others, as I would guess, or one of the other T&A girls, so, even seeing a white one, bringing up the thought of her, makes me want to kill, I am so fucking mad, the poorest representation of me, other than looks, alleged twins, even though her headlights, fake, are stuck so far into a man's headlights, that his brain is affected!  The scriptures say, that boobs or paps as they are referred to in the scriptures, New Testament to be exact, are to be used for giving suck to children, which is what the purpose of mine have been, other than some pleasure on the side, here and there . . . so for following Christ's thoughts on plastic surgery, I am getting dinged, when all I would have had to do, is stick a set of fucking fake orbs of silicone in my breasts, and I could have gotten further in life, than doing all the studying, learning, clawing and scratching, fighting my way to the top of the legal world, the blog world, etc.?  AND THIS IS CONSIDERED THE RIGHTEOUS PATH?

Ladies, of the cloth, I expect some respect, some help, at least a vote or two on my side!  Holy Shit!  So, needless to say, I am so furious, raw, real and relevant, like Levi says, these are two points of anger for me, if you are getting my gist!  But, for God sake!  My blood is boiling, before I even get into church.  The music calms me down a bit, but usually, I am there, 100%, and getting into the worship, the great words, praising a Jesus Christ, I fucking love, for saving my sorry ass!  But his father, I am not so sure about!  I try to placate myself with the excuse for the Heavenly duo, that they are, in fact, men!  Where is my Mother in Heaven, in Proverbs . . . my 30 bright years struggle!  I need some help here, MOM!  WISDOM!  I wish, twice, I just typed, the word, will, so maybe she will weigh in on this bull shit male attitude!  For God sake!  Like the law, we need to feminize Heaven!  I good woman is hard to find, and you are going to dis someone like ME?  The scriptures say, that a man/woman will be judge by the intents of their heart, mine is pure!  So, I have a bit of anger with the pure intent, deal with it!

The thought enters my mind, well, she is humble, kind, sweet, even . . . and you . . . well, hell yeah, she is, she was nothing, before she became ME!  Guess what song in on, We are Family . . . I Got all My Sisters With Me!  Yeah, it is my whole fucking Mormon big ass family, that are claiming all that you inspired me to be, and they stole it!  The cover of People Magazine, or one of the trash, grocery store tabloids, we are just getting our share of this world's delights, here is our golden rule, this is our family jewel, WE HAVE FAITH IN WHAT YOU DO!  Part of the song!  Scream, yeah, they have faith in what I do, and what the other sister, does to steal, lay in wait, kill, destroy, etc.  Perfect, listen to that song and you will get the drift, lazy ass bitches, with a fucking set of parents, that have learned who their Golden Child is, ME, and their rule is take all that she makes, does, her kids, and we, socialist . . . life has just begun for me, for me and my family, LISTEN, holy shit!  The song tells it all, I have had honors and awards my whole life, is God, taking them from me, and giving . . . we are family and we are just starting to have fun!  I got all my sisters and me (Shelley!)  The family welfare, Queen, figured a way to get out from under the shining light of her baby sister, ME, and just wait until I create and then steal it!

One of my symbols for Shelley, is Brook Shields, yeah the movie star, who rode to fame, being a fucking thief, rat, bitch government snitch, turning in her ex-husband and mafia boss, giving the state of Utah, Division of Security, yeah, the ones I sued, so of course, they are going to come back to a sister, with other sisters, looking like me, to set up a sting, op, to take away the case, with daddy, having been investigated 5 different times, on securities fraud, so the only clean one in the family, is getting slammed by the goddamn, state of Utah, and their state sanctioned church, along with Mitt and his Mutts, the CIA, FBI, NSA, loyalists, who just can't stand, President Obama, who I am for, and whom  likely have met a sister or two, and two attorneys, Kay and Kelley, jealous, professionally, as hell, as ME!  And I am suppose to be calm about this, GOD?  What the fuck?  On the cover of People, or one of those magazines, as you check out of the grocery line, has Brook Shields on the cover, with the words, My Men, My Mom, My Crazy Life!  

I am sure, that is what she has been screaming since I was born, a short, 13 months after her!  I stole her mother's attention, I stole her responsibilities as the first child, from her abdicating that position in the birth order, usually, the successful one, due to watching younger siblings, and being mommy's little helper . . . she had her head buried in a book, all her life, totally left me to take on the characteristics of both the first and second child, the responsible, wild child!  Second children, generally, get out from under the shadow of the first child, their control, by going the opposite way, and rebelling against the oldest child's bossy attitude, doing the parent's bidding . . . Shelley, was a no show, so I was the one who cared for the younger children, cleaned, worked to help my mother, babysat, with mom checking me out of school, to watch younger kids, while she shopped . . . Shelley would just sit in her room and read!

I didn't steal the birthright, as Jacob did from Esau, with a mess of poridge . . . she, as Congress did with the President, on immigration, abdicated and gave up her birthright, as they have!  Any true leader, will, step in to fill the void in leadership!  I am a true leader, and so is President Obama, when there is a need, a leader fills that need, helping the people, or the little brothers and sisters, as I did!  As my career, grew, my credentials, my honors, my cases, etc., the jealousy grew, spreading to all members of a family, I had little to do with, from 5th grade on, seeing God as my parent, and the community as my family, much as it is now!  I checked out, not being a product of my family, their materialism, their arrogant Mormon beliefs, their power hunger, rarely, if ever, even taking credit for my work, letting co-workers, get all the credit, giving them the opportunity to go get awards from President Clinton, for the manual, that was my brain-child, just asking the more experienced prosecutors, to join the work, and receive the reward, never guessing that they would take credit, much, like the niavity, of trying to help, Rachel get a job as a receptionist, at Brock's office, or Shelley, taking on a project, that I had no interest in, introducing her to Brock and crew, enabling the, never dreamed of, connection, with Shelley and the securities division, from years earlier, fascilitating the deal, the steal, and the hostile take over of not only my federal e-filing account, but my cases, in the processes, teaming with other, equally jealous attorneys, and ex-husbands!  Sorry, side bar!

Pastor Levi . . . We are All of the Body of Christ . . . It Should Not Matter Who Gets the Credit.  Really, After I Wrote My First Blog on Christ, With a 30,000,000 Uptick, You Started a Blog, and Mine Dropped Back, Not to Pre-Christ Era Blog Numbers, of 122,000,000, But to First Week Blog #'s!

Don't get me wrong, but, connecting the dots?  I tried to give the benefit of the doubt, but my blog is slapped down to roughly the 2,000,000, which is where it was the first week, reaching 13,000,000 by the third week, and they only get better?  With more news on a world basis?  And every once in a while the numbers swell, to huge, but still way below what they were after a few months, with the top, being !55,000,000, twice in one day?  A few weeks ago, the NSA, or Shelley, hacker bitch from hell, must have slipped up, because, while writing about Shelby, Shell BY!, don't I wish, I broke through the NSA/sister/father, 24/7 surveillance filled or gravity field, and hit, 95,000,000 for 64 seconds . . . back to my earlier numbers!  Predictable as hell, the money changers in the Mormon Temples, got control of the out of control numbers, Daddy Warbucks, Ed Southwick, his brother, and closest confidant, Shelley, who has had her ass on a computer, since the day they were invented, with a little help from guys who worked for, or still do work for the government, allegedly her men . . . dream on sis, only as long as you are useful in fucking me over, they just get their cut, through you or the other easy chicks!  LOL!

I can't prove anything, but the coincidents are uncanny, but, I would venture a guess, that Levi, is a clubby of the in crowd, still love his lectures, I dig smart, and will still listen, even if contrary to my interests, just to learn . . . but, he fits the profile of a club member, benefiting from the pay roll, of the Southwick inner circle.  I was shocked, or really not, when I was attending Fresh Life, formerly Skull Church, and I learned that Levi, was actually in Salt Lake City, when he got the inspiration, to change the name of the Skull Church to FRESH LIFE CHURCH?  Wow!  Coincident, fresh young preacher, being brought or recruited, as the Mormon Church is losing members, but not money, and JoAnn is attending that church, pointed messages?  God, forgive me if I am wrong, but he is kind of my bad list right now!  My typo, just wrote, the word, not . . . indicating he is not on the pay roll! Good because I like him . . . hate the others!

Of course, the foot can't do without the head, the finger without the hand, etc., just as in the body of Christ, we all need each other, Levi preaches, I blog, the lighting crew, lights, and so forth, I fully get it!  And credit is not the point, it is enemies, that are the point . . . it is not the money they get from the blog, it is stealing my intellectual property, that came with a price!  So, as with the lecture in Ephesians or Phillipians, another Levi lecture, I had issues with God on, reading it three times, and hearing him say, I will use both, you and Shelley for good, yours will be unto salvation, and her's to perdition or outer darkness, and she is pure EVIL in my mind, as are her co-conspirators!  I finally handled that one, sort of, but that is only if she, Shelley, and her ilk, burn in hell!  As I left church, and was continuing my discussion with God, after the sermon, a fucking red Suburban, pulled in front of me, again, as it had in the parking lot, before church, was this God's sign, that Rachel will get credit for all my blogs about him and his Church?  Anger again . . . I don't need a fucking reminder, they are stealing this blog!

So, the old work horse, show horse analogy?  I would think God, you would be better than man?

God, You Are Not a God of Lies . . . Or You Are Not God!

I remember a scripture from the Book of Mormon, that God would cease to be God, if he were a liar; therefore, my argument with God, not unlike my arguments with man, use scripture to bolster a case or idea, if the person is at all religious, and with the Bible topping the top 10 books, on the New York seller list, always, since it started, that is more persuasive with non-Mormons, but with the rest of the religious crowd, the Bible is the weightier authority, and I use that, preferring of all, the teachings of Christ in the New Testament . . . I just wrote, Tea . . . a symbol of Kay, the little tea cut, because while, my husband, before he became her husband, and she became another JoAnn, of whatever spelling, she offered him tea, I told you my brain was complicated, and it takes God to get it, and work with me, so Kay is the one, claiming my Bible writings, Book of Mormon, Rachel, who didn't give a rat's ass about religion, until her late 20's when she got married to a non-Mormon, Christian Hickey!  I won't claim him, but he is part of the Southwice Clan, friends and in-laws, or better outlaws!  Criminals, but Chris is a useful idiot, and on the pay roll!  I have turned my cheek, offering the other cheek, more than 70 times 70, we are reaching infinite numbers right now, one for each blog hit, result, whatever you want to call, it . . . the only ones, and I am not diminishing my delight that you have this blog flagged, but the only reason, this blog has not disappeared, is because they just can't get rid of the regulars, the ones who read me all the time and about 1,750,000 have since the first day, so a few have been added, many familiar with my, CASES!  Whatever!

Paul, In a Letter to the Romans, We Can Lie, If It Gets Converts!  WHAT?

Yesterday, after a great Thanksgiving dinner, after a great message at the Crossfire Church, a humble preacher, personally called of God, serving a very necessary and good group of people, bikers, homeless, and widowers, you know, one of the pure religion guys, having been 4 years to prison himself, great man . . . and satisfied, both in spirit and body, walked home, to be assaulted by God, again, but this time with a white Suburban, indicative of Rachel, again, but at least it was white, not the power, fame color of RED!  For that I was grateful, but an unnecessary reminder, upsetting my overly satisfied belly!  And to make matters worse, one of my other signs, symbols, and message methods from God, as I am walking, a car parked next to the curb that said, THX SIS . . . REALLY?  Are you just rubbing this in God, or what? This whole symbols thing, started because I would not pray, still am no humble enough, so God works with what he has, I turned to him after being told I would be dead by 2002, with no cure, and no one with the rare, alleged brain disease, nice label, for a smart female attorney, who took the government to task, and a nice fall back later, as McGovern, how this stuff can follow you, no matter what you do!  Because when I didn't die, my family turned the terminal disease into a mental disease, how convenient!  The diagnosis for all seasons!

Connecting the white Suburban, Rachel, the real, not the power version of her, me, I am sure will, sarcastically, say to big sis, Shelley, who got her into the crime world, promising her, through government connections, they would never be caught, with just one sister, to handle, a crazy bitch at that, and the whole Mormon contingency of FBI, CIA, and now 30,000 NSA spies all taking orders from government headquarters in Salt Lake City, masked as the Mormon Church, under the direction of Mitt Romney, bet he will be the Republican's nominee, the writing is already on the wall!  Just watch, a run against Hillary!  Or, it could be a thanks to me, for letting her feel what it feels like to be me, but I doubt it, Rachel, does at least have a conscience, and might actually take a deal to save her and her family, but Shelley is a psychopath, sociopath, and will not bow, until forced!  Allegedly her son, Jesse, is dead, but she would pay that price!

Within the First 5 Chapters of Romans, My Favorite Book, The Answer?  Lie!

God's intent, is to covert as many people as possible, to his gospel, and I guess, not what I would have thought, being the principled gal that I am, driven by right and wrong, truth and lies, choosing the good over the evil, even when it hurts, as it does in this case, but always, always, always, ultimately wanting to do what God wants me to do, with me saying on the way home, thinking I won the argument with the God Can't Lie . . . you are right, he will cease to be God, but he is okay, as Paul said, with us, lying for the greater good, or more converts!  That is the way the Apostle Paul, my role model, or former role model, presented it, hey, if we lie a bit and get converts, to Jesus Christ, saving their souls, then we have done the greater good, therefore, it is the preferable course of action.  Maybe?

I closed the scriptures at that point, having to let that one digest a bit, just like the one, using both, but the one to salvation and the other to perdition, but his one is a close one.  Sharing the claim, glory, credit, is the least of my worries, but getting to Justice if my goal . . . I have survived, giving them mercy, by not suing them for a billion dollars, in the same dirty federal court, that took the Brock and Cheek cases from me . . . so what is the point, but I could to a hate crime, civil rights case, going back to DC, but it is a 70 percent chance, it will land in the hands of a MORMON agent!

My Ego & Brain, Are All I Have Left God!  Like the Young Rich Man who Came to Christ, telling Him, he had Done all these Works for the Poor, the Needy, and What More Could He Give . . . Christ said, Give ALL your Money to the Poor, and Come follow ME!  The Young Man Walked Away . . .  Yeah he wants it ALL!  I will have to think on it?  LOL!

P.S. there are at least 5 open widows on this site, to log on to the wi-fi, here at McD's!  I guess if they can't block me before, I publish my blog, they are going to divide it before letting me publish, all down the page, for the last few log on sessions, there are about, 5 that I can see, ditto's of the Get Connected, click, with all of them opening when I open, so there are the divisions, scanning the material before it is written, making it look like, 5 other, about right, IP addresses, actually wrote this blog, division the spoils among the sisters, the Santa Clauses, who handle the bribes and get to shop til they drop, NOT MY THING!

OH, WHAT FUN! SMOKIN' IN THE BOY'S ROOM . . . MOOSE'S SALOON, KALISPELL, MT, BRAWL OF THE WILD, UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA--34, MONTANA STATE--7--GRIZZ ROLL CATS; ARIZONA--42, UTAH--10--OH, YEAH, I WANT ANYONE, TO BEAT UTAH, FOR OBVIOUS REASONS! LOL! . . . I CAN CLAIM TO BE A TRUE GRIZZ FAN, BECAUSE I AM A FAN OF MY DAUGHTER, SHE WILL BE A GRIZZ, LAW STUDENT NEXT YEAR--PROUD MAMA! HOUSE INTELLIGENCE COMMITTEE DEBUNKS BENGHAZI THEORIES--OBAMA ADMINISTRATION DID NOT WRONG, CIA OFFICERS IN BENGHAZI WERE HEROES--WHAT? IT WAS FAILED CIA COMMUNICATIONS, THAT MISINFORMED THE WHITE HOUSE, SUSAN RICE AND CREW! WE ARE MAKING HERO STATUS CHEAP! LIKE IN LITTLE LEAGUE SOCCER LEAGUES--EVERYONE IS AN MVP! WE ARE ENCOURAGING MEDIOCRITY, RATHER THAN COMPETITION FOR EXCELLENCE! SAME IN THE CIA, SECRET SERVICE, YOU ARE A HERO FOR EXPOSING THE PRESIDENT'S ITENIRERY TO PROSTITUTES & CIA'S POOR READING OF THE LIBYAN EMBASSY THREAT AND THE SITUATION--COST THE COUNTRY A TWO YEAR INVESTIGATION, THOUSANDS OF HOURS OF INVESTIGATION, AND A SHIT LOAD OF RESOURCES, THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN USED IN MORE WORTHY AREAS, NOT COVERING INCOMPETENCE . . . PRESIDENT WAS NOT IN LIBYA, HE HAS TO RELY ON CREDIBLE INFORMATION, HILLARY CLINTON WAS RUNNING AROUND THE WORLD, NOT WORRIED ABOUT ONE COUNTRY, SUSAN RICE, GAVE THE TALKING POINTS, THAT SHE GOT FROM THE CIA, BOTH IN LIBYA & THE STATE DEPARTMENT! DUTIES & RESPONSIBILITIES! CLEAN UP YOUR ACT, CIA, ESPECIALLY MORMON CIA, WHO MAY HAVE WANTED THE PREZ. TO LOOK BAD AND ROMNEY LOOK GOOD! UTAH MORMON CONTINGENCY, U.S. CONGRESSMAN JASON CHAVETZ, FORMER SEAL, ADAM SMITH, AND ROMNEY JUMP ON THE SITUATION, BEFORE THE PREZ. IS EVEN BRIEFED! WHY? INSIDER INFORMATION, IS MY GUESS! A CULTURE OF EXCELLENCE, NOT SEX, IS WHAT THE CIA, FBI, NSA, SECRET SERVICE NEEDS TO FOCUS ON, AND THE COUNTRY DESERVES! EXCELLENCE IS THE GOAL!

 Gotta Love Those Boys of Fall!

My high school boyfriend, Larry Wall, excellent in all sports, captain of his high school team, and later, captain of the University of Utah football team, back around 1977 or 1978, depending on when he graduated, but, boys of fall we my entertainment, for most of my high school days, going to both my high school games, on drill team, and to his, as well, when time would permit.  Travelling with friends up to the Pocatello, Mini-Dome to see the best of Utah play the best of Idaho, in high school football, and hearing Larry's nose get broken, so loud, you could hear it crack!  The only TV I watched, was Monday Night Football . . . Larry used me, Bountiful High's most ardent fan, to get pumped before the games; I would trash talk the Viewmont Vikings, and he would silently get pissed, and then go out and kick the Braves, asses, single handed!  He was constantly Player of the Week, and about after every game, my father, who was also a former football player in high school and college, would jealously and sarcastically say, your hero is in the paper again!  Now, Larry was a hero in the true sense, at least to me, because he was excellent, cool, humble, and not only excellent in football, but in basketball, and baseball, just an amazing athlete, all around!  In one of the newspaper articles, featuring a picture of Larry, actually, I think it was the one, where they actually had an artist draw a picture of him, a sketch, rather than a picture, they referred to Larry, being more like a chess player, than a jock!  He didn't play harder, he played smarter . . . my kind of guy!

My mother who knew Larry, at South Davis Junior High School, where she was a health and PE teacher, loved him, before I did, because, while a star athlete, every school dance, he would dance with every special ed or developmentally challenged girl, giving them the thrill of their lives, because, they were with the most popular guy in the school!  Larry was a stud, in a physical sense, as well as in an intellectual and spiritual sense . . . the type of player, that kids, actually can emulate, and use as a role model, and I am sure many have, coaching my high school, football program, finally seeing the light, that Bountiful High needed him, more than his Viewmont, with Bountiful High being listed in Sport's Illustrated, my junior year of high school, for being on of the worst teams in the nation, while Viewmont took state that year!  Very painful for me, in particularly, because my team would not put the football, where my mouth was!  The facts, didn't seem to deter me from getting Larry, as pissed off as he could possibly be . . . he was always the gentleman, and just took it all in, and rather than respond to my idiocy defending such losers, he would take it out on my buddies, on the field!  My team players, would always ask me to get him to break curfew, or do anything to stop this guy . . . he was far too good, scoring 34 points in one basketball game, where we were pretty good!

Oh, congratulations to the Glacier High Wolfpack, who took state football championship, Friday night, beating C.M. Russell, of Great Falls!  Fun, Fun, Fun!

Moose's Saloon . . . I Wasn't Smokin' in the Boy's Room, Just Hanging with the Boys' Club at the Sports Bar & Grill, Where the Party Was!

Moose's is one of those places, like the atmosphere of friends, always welcoming and fun, like the old citcom Cheers, even though I didn't know anyone, just at the bar, eating pizza and drinking Diet Coke, amount the guys, drinking beer, sharing peanuts, and digging the hell out of the all you can eat, chips, chili, cheese sauce, onions, olives, guac, sour cream, and cheese toppings, while cheering for the same team, with one guy for the Cats, with the guys offering to buy him water rather than beer!  LOL!  Totally fun, great atmosphere, good food, cool barristers, if that is what they are called, and the odds, women, are about 100 guys to 5 gals!  I can dig those stats!  Although, I take my football, serious, now that I have a reason to choose a team, to cheer for, the school my daughter is going to go to for law school!

Two years ago, in the fall, I happened to be in Missoula, when homecoming was going on, and I went to the parade, which I loved, so different from a Utah parade, stuffed bears, on Girl Scout floats, elk, in pines on Forestry Department float entries, so fun to see different states, especially, Montana, with a very different focus, as the Treasure State, natural resources, wildlife, forestry, Smokey the Bear, worried about forest fires, destroying the state treasures, gold, silver, coal, oil, timber, etc. Way fun to watch, and I love football, so I decided to go to the big game, $59 bucks, times have changed, or maybe I haven't gone to many games, since I was a student, which, was most of my life!  LOL!  The problem was, I didn't know any one on the team, nor have really any loyalty to the state yet, and even though, as I recall, they played, Weber State University, the Wild Cats, from Utah, and where I graduated from, in 1986, I never went to many of the games, and that was a long time ago, when I was a fucking serious student, not just goofing around like I am now!

By the end of the game yesterday, I was cheering louder than the 30 guys around the bar . . . once I have a reason to cheer, I go for it, not lacking personality and passion for anything, especially, anything of a competitive nature, or flavor.  In fact, I didn't even want the Cats to score a single touchdown!  We almost made it Grizz!  Like in Utah, for the big rivalry, University of Utah vs. Brigham Young University, where the whole damn state is wearing either red or blue, both claiming to be God's universities, however, the U of U, while the first church school, is now a state owned university, and there is a huge, anti-Mormon sentiment.  I went to law school at BYU, but, I taught at the University of Utah, for about 7 years, so loyalties change, and I can claim either win from either school, having connections with both . . . I am pissed that the big rivalry is basically, no more, the schools are in different conferences!  Boooooooo . . .

I May Be a Chick, but I Take My Football Serious!

I happened to be on the corner, where everyone, would butt in and get drinks and peanuts, which was fine, that was the nature of the location, but, some guy, butts in a never leaves!  I guess he thought, well, she is just here, and really doesn't know anything about football, nor care about the game, and really would rather talk to me, listen to my drivel about my good wife, which he emphasized, as if I were a contender against her, or something, then started to tell me about up state New York, which I could care less about, and would never live there in a million years, the weather sucks, in the summer and the winter!  I am getting Montananized, and less and less willing to just chat for chatting sake, especially when I am watching a football game, you asshole!  I really didn't say that, but my mind was screaming it!  Finally, I just said, very politely controlled, I need to get back into the game, you inconsiderate slob, I just added those last three words, for emphasis now, but . . . every advertisement, he tried to get me involved in another discussion!  Screammmmmmm!

To annoy me even more, he asked me what my name was . . . JoAnn.  Oh, my sister's name is JoAnn! Good for her, so is my sister's name--JoAnn that is, Shelley, is JoAnn, and so are my 4 other sisters and a few attorneys too!  Popular name, that JoAnn!  But, shut the hell up, I want to watch the fucking game, which is what I came here to do!  I referred him to the guy sitting on the other side of the corner, to entertain him.  The guy seemed to know quit a few people . . . was he some fucking undercover agent, trying to see, if I relaxed during football games and admitted that I was my criminal sister, Shelley . . . no, I am me, regardless of the circumstances, I don't wear wigs, don't ride tandem on my sister's credentials, nor do I want to be anyone other than myself, and wish to goddamn hell, that these other sisters and women, would leave my name the hell alone and go back to being themselves, 100% of the time.  That makes is easier for me, and for them!  I don't have a second identity to fall back on, or dump my shit on, or claim, they had my kids, and JoAnn III had, my actual cool kids that I am going to have Thanksgiving, if I can make it, with . . . meeting Chris, Wednesday, to visit with him and Yulia, Kat will be at work, then Elliot, my youngest and his girlfriend, Lauren, will pick me up, and we will go to Greta's house for dinner and to hang out, in St. George . . . Nicole and family are in their new home, somewhere in west Louden County, a community that starts with an "L."  

Look buddy, you and I have nothing in common, go find someone who really digs, knowing you have a sister named, JoAnn, I have 5 too many sisters, who share the same name with me, and I hate it!  I do not trust anyone but myself, with my name, or my reputations!  Bug the fuck off!  Eventually, he got the hint!

Excellence in Sports, But Law Enforcement, CIA, Secret Service?

You can't have a culture of sex, sex, sex, women, women, women, T&A, T&A, T&A, and do your job excellently, credibly, with integrity, honor, nobly, or honestly, on the tax payers' dollar.  So, all the blogs, the emails, the inference about the CIA's fuck up on Benghazi, were either blocked by the Mormon NSA, or went unheeded by the Obama Administration, or others who read my blog . . . I am guessing the blogs dealing with Benghazi were blocked, just like this blog was blocked, until I bagged the attempt to write the body of the blog, with only the title for about a half hour, they, the NSA, serving the FBI and CIA, doing their cyber spying for them, may not know that I got back on the computer, to finish this, but it was blocked, with the cursor, refusing to go below the title, and if is did, an x, showed up, and I could not erase it without jumping into nowhere land!  Like yesterday, the NSA, or hackers, aided and abetted by the NSA, representing Mormon enemies, family, and their circle of supporters, trying to either block me, stop me from writing the truth, or just for taking credit for my life, no matter how, small, like the game at Moose's Saloon, that is too much for them, because they shadow me and try to be me, therefore, they have to know what, where, why and with whom, I am with, so they can pay them to say, that Shelley, the rover, or Kay, likewise, is me, or other sisters, Sue, who used to live in up state New York, but I don't know how to even spell, Schenectady--spell check had it, Blue Bell Drive as I recall, so, Sue is the real, Sue, she is not me, doing history, legislation, or water compact, histories . . . although, she has tried to do all!  Being me, of course!  Sorry, so much rage for this shit, I can't focus.

From the Daily Inter Lake Newspaper, article, on the front page, yesterday, called House Intelligence Committee Debunks Benghazi Theories . . . mine, a CIA, Mormon plot, to get Mitt Romney, a leg up, on a CIA, plan, to make President Obama look bad . . . and now, everything is hunky-dory? On, several occasions, I tried to call attention to an article in Gentleman's Quarterly, the October, November, issue, a month or so after the attack.  The CIA, clearly gave the White House the report, that Susan Rice, relayed to the public, that caused all the controversy,with Mitt, Jason, and Adam, jumping to the misinformation, that troops, and others were told to stand down!  CIA gave the talking points, that either came right out of the field, or the CIA in the State Department!  The account, from the field, and from an interview, with a journalist in the field over in Libya, said, exactly what Rice reported, which caused all the controversy.  Before the President even commented, Romney, U.S. Congressman, Chavetz (R), and Smith, all Mormons, and all with Utah connections, claimed, that point, about being told to stand down, with Smith, even stating that he told the State Department or the White House, that they needed more assets, in Libya, Mitt even claimed to have, mistakenly, gone to a Christmas party at Navy SEAL, Smith, I may have Adams and Smith, mixed up, but he allegedly had a good talk with Smith, who allegedly died, by attending a Christmas party unannounced!

With the insider, fiasco, I am not even convinced, from the Gentleman Quarterly report of the events that night, at the Embassy, that Stephenson, Smith, and the others, allegedly died, in the alleged deadly attack, are, in fact, dead!  The article, stated that Stephenson, and Smith, were taken to the safe shelter, part of the Embassy, something that they are trained to do, if the Embassy is under attack . . . so, why in the fuck, when the SEALs, or the CIA, went back to check the safe bunker, was it EMPTY?  Later, the report was, that there was one body, as I recall, that was so burned, in the bunker, that they just assumed it was Stephenson, or Smith, but burnt beyond recognition . . . so, who is to say, that it was them?  We don't know?  And it was reported, that as the CIA said in their briefing, that the invaders, look more like the motley crew of unorganized robbers, upset due to the video!  None of this makes sense, then a few months ago, it was reported that there was actually two invasions, one from the rag tag group, that the CIA, originally reported, and then a group of well trained, uniformed band of terrorists . . . the GQ article didn't mention any of that!

This article was written early on, closer to the time everything happened, thus, more reliable than other reports, that had a chance to go through the Spin Zone, of Fox and other news opinion agencies!  The closer, the more pure the writer, and the report, the more objective the new source, why would GQ have any reason to lie . . . other sources would!  Here is what the newspaper reported, in the article, yesterday, take it for what it is worth . . . the CIA, botched up, no doubt about it, they were not fucking heroes, cheap compliment . . . given the situation!  Or, as the talking points reached the Mormon CIA agents in the State Department, they could have been changed then . . . I remember people making a big deal about the changed talking points, there are 1500 employees, at the State Department . . . a crime is committed, when there is access, motive, intent, and actions . . . a tight, presidential race, and a slip like this, in my conspiracy central mind, was orchestrated, and staged, I would venture a thought, that the four alleged dead men, are in Barbados having a great time, where paid off!  I think it would be worth the time and expense to exhume the bodies and check the DNA!

Here is the quote from the newspaper, November 22, 2014, front page: In the immediate aftermath of the attack, intelligence about who carried it out and why was contradictory, the report found.  That led Susan Rice, then U.S. ambassador to the United Nations, to inaccurately assert that the attack had evolved from a protest, when in fact there had been no protest.  But it was intelligence analysts, not political appointees, who made the wrong call, the committee found.  The report did not conclude that Rice or any other government official acted in bad faith or intentionally misled the American people.  REALLY?  

So, after thousands of hours, this is what we get.  Who was the intelligence analyst?  I do believe that is a CIA job description?  We know, little more than we did originally, and I still don't think we know the truth. k At the time of the Benghazi, incident, the whole Obama administration, including the Prez. himself, was on my email list, not by me putting them on, but after getting my email, stolen, NOVEMBER 1, 2012, just days before the elections, I set up a new one, that has since, been stolen, thus the blog, but, as soon as I set up a new email, Barack, Michelle, Joe, David, Joe M. and the crew, from the White House, all were magically added to my contact list, or just popped up . . . so they were all on my list, when I read the Gentleman Quarterly report, just a month after the attacks of September 11, 2012, and I wrote to the Obama contingency, and also, to Senator Tester, because I hated Mitt, Mormons and Men in Black, for stealing my $357 million securities case, and I vowed to my clients, that I would take down Mitt myself, so this was all part of it, and at the third debate, just a day or so, after I wrote about the article, with Benghazi on the hot topic list, you will notice, that Mitt, is just sitting on the stool, not saying anything, and agreeing with everything the President said, with Obama, ending with, if you agree with everything, why do we need the change?  Why do we need you?  Mitt sat with a sick look on his face, as if, the Prez., knew this was a dirty trick, by Mitt and the Republicans, but he was too much of a gentleman to say anything, and just let it go, knowing full well, that his administration hadn't done anything wrong!

Sloppy, Shoddy, Mediocre Work, Are Not the Work Ethics That Made this Country Great . . . Shoot for Excellence!

WE ARE BETTER THAN THIS AMERICA!

FAT BOTTOM GIRLS MAKE THIS ROCKIN' WORLD GO 'ROUND, TURN IT AND LEARN IT--HOT STUFF . . . BAD GIRLS; SHE WORKED HARD FOR MY MONEY! LOL! ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WAS GETTING YOU HOME, AND WATCHING THAT BLACK DRESS DROP TO THE FLOOR . . . YOUR LATE TO THE GAME, HONEY! THOSE PARACHUTE PANTS HAVE BEEN ON THE FLOOR, FOR A LONG TIME! LOL! REPENTANT REPUBLICANS IN MONTANA--WAY COOL. UTAH! MY IMMIGRATION STORY IN UTAH, REDDEST OF THE REDS, THREE DEATH THREATS, NIGHT STALKER, SILENCER, SHOOTS LARGE BIRD IN BACK YARD! 300 ILLEGAL ALIENS, ALONG WITH LEGAL EMIGRANTS, INVITE ME TO MEETING WITH ACLU & INS ATTORNEYS, TELLING TEACHING THESE WANNA BE CITIZENS OF THEIR RIGHTS . . . IF I COULD ONLY GET MY CRIMINAL DEFENDANTS, TO SHUT THE HELL UP, LOSING THEIR CASES, BEFORE THEY EVEN CONTACT ME! LOVE THE GREAT RIGHTS YOU HAVE, PEOPLE ARE LITERALLY, CRAWLING ACROSS THE BORDER AND DESERT, RISKING EVERYTHING FOR WHAT AMERICAN BLOW OUT THEIR ASSES, THEIR RIGHTS! DIG IT! ODDS & ENDS . . .

Gotta Love Montana Parents

I got to my office, at McDonald's on Idaho St., Kalispell, Montana, originally braving, what looked like a nasty wind and cold, but bundled up, mittens, knit hat, knit scarf that everyone love . . . simple Christmas colors, and just a plain scarf, about three compliments a day, on average, intending to go to the Granite Peak Grill, to visit friends and get another great breakfast, of homemade jelly, Dan't bacon, eggs, hash browns, and of course, Diet Coke, that I do without, only when I don't have money!  But, I got to the golden arches, about 6 a.m., and there was this handsome young dad, and I thought, there can't be kids up this early playing in the colorful tube, that my grand kids would have to be buried in, if I had to climb up the snake, and rescue them, if they were too chicken shit to come down on their own, but there, absolutely were kids, a smart mother--who was probably ready for a break, after watching the kids all week, who was sitting there letting dad, do what dads do best, let their true natures come out, and get in there and play with the kids!

I thought, now that is a family that gets down on it, starting their day off with a roar, three little kids, as I could see, as they stopped to take a bite or two in between playing, remember, parents, a kids play is their work, with the dad, totally in charge of the kids, calling the kids down to eat.  One cute little boy, came down the tube, himself, although, I know, dad couldn't just stand there and let the kids play, he was hanging on bars, and disappeared a time or two, but at this moment, he told the kid to come eat.  Dad told the little boy, to come and eat . . . cute as a button, this little boy, of about 3, said, But I want to pay.  I am sure that this was a novelty for the kids, and the bright dad, just said, OK.  But, the older son, didn't sit with the family, wanting to get the most out of the play breakfast, and he was eating on the run, the rest of the family was sitting on one table.  Dad told him to come over and join the family, and remarked, the workers didn't need one more table to clean.  How refreshing it that.  Rather than letting the kid, who didn't complain, knowing dad, was boss, immediately came, sit on another table, with just me and another adult, who like the Playplace, it is more fun to hang out in, and has huge windows, that I like watching the sun come up, or see the storms blow in, getting the feeling of being outside . . . but the helicopter parents, which there doesn't seem to be too many of them in this state, luckily, raising little princesses and princes, who see that the workers are their to serve their little darlings, letting them scream, disturb others, mess at will, and cry when they have to leave, basically raising bratz!  

As quickly as they came, they left, off running for the day!  The last time I was here, another awesome mother, on her own, dad may have been working, but she had two equally, over all, well behaved sons, about 8 and 10, maybe . . . but at one point, they got loud and rambunctious, which is just being boys, but she must have thought that they crossed a line, and she called them over to the table, without any fuss, and told them nicely, that other people didn't want to hear them, and they were annoying others, and they needed to pack up their shit, and leave, they did so without one word of complaint!  I always try to compliment parents, who are not friends, to their children, but actually parents, training them to be cool teens and adults, that people can actually stand to be around!  We need to return, call me Retro Mom, to bringing up responsible citizens, who know that serving others is where true happiness comes from, not, being served and asking like spoiled monsters!  The family, truly is the rock bed of society, where children learn to abide by the laws, the rules of society, and how to be great fellowmen and women, raising kids, the way their parents, if good, raised them.  And if they had bad parents, emulate someone else's parents!  THANK YOU GOOD PARENTS, WE ALL BENEFIT FROM YOUR EFFORTS!

Term Limited Legislators vs. The Kings & Queens of the Legislatures Without Term Limits . . . Humility Reigns in the First Group!

Last week, after the Republicans, kicked the Democrats asses, in the elections, and got a bit carried away with the power of it all, the Republicans gathered in a caucus meeting at a hotel in Helena, to discuss strategies for the upcoming 2015 legislative session, just getting a head start . . . whooops, violated Montana's open meetings, sunshine, and transparency laws, and got a licking of their own by a few attorneys, in town, who complained, and brought the meeting to the attention of the press.  I also had fun commenting on their actions, so not something that was not widely published and seen by many, especially in Montana, and from my blog, beyond the state's borders.  But, I like to point out the good and bad, that I see, and there was an article in the newspaper, either yesterday of the day before, and I should have saved in, but was in a hurry, because, like the parents, in Montana, the Republican caucus, was equally as refreshing, without attitude, or excuse, many being termed out after just a few sessions, with sessions only meeting every other year, for 90 days, totally took responsibility, and said, they were unaware of the fact that they had violated the open meetings laws, thinking that because they were meeting at a hotel, off the Capitol grounds, they didn't need to go public with the meeting.

The article, seemed, to me, to be a sincere and authentic statement, made by, not lawyers, who may have been in the group, but not all of them, are well informed on fair political practices, or sunshine laws, because they practice in other areas of the law, and may, not know the hair-splitting, definitive statutes, that say, a government attorney, such as myself, before I let the attorney generals office and turned public enemy number one to the government, the legislature, and previous, colleagues and friends, cops, attorneys, and former prosecutors who now make up the ranks and files of the judges in the state of Utah . . . but, there seemed to be a real, or a great mask, honest apology to the people who had elected them to represent them in the legislature and to act in transparency and in fairness, to both parties, making up the general population in the state.  Once again, my love affair with Montana grows daily.

UTAH!

The long time, alleged Kings and Queens, self anointed that is, of the Utah Legislature, and I swear, I will never get over the selfishness, the arrogance, and the frivolous waste of tax payers' money, when the attorneys, who worked all year, with offices in the state Capitol building, were kicked out of their offices, myself included, having had two offices, over looking the Salt Lake Valley, were run out so the, legislators, who worked 45 days each year, and a few special sessions, called by Governor Leavitt, at the time, not only took our offices, that were so stripped down, definitely government issue furniture, shockingly old and basic, but really what servants of the people and tax payers, should expect from the people in the government who serve them . . . but, after our mass exodus, all the assistant attorney generals, and staff, were separated and spread out all over the Salt Lake Valley, rather than close to our boss, who had her office, which I liked better than the Governor's office, taken over, and by the next election and the remodel, the Utah Attorney General was in an office a third the size of the former one, and none of his generals in the building with him, after the election . . . was this a hostile take over . . . if you attorneys are going to force the almighty legislators to follow the law, then, you are going to pay for it!

I could not believe the plush offices, the thick carpets, nice furniture, cherry wood, the most expensive, draperies of the finest materials . . . what the fuck?  But, I do think this was symbolic of the total nature of the legislature, that they kicked the law out of Utah, and replaced it with a Republican, Mormon version of some new aberration of the former status of the Utah Attorney Generals status, being the ones to represent and inform government agencies, including being right up there on Capitol Hill, during the session, making it easy to follow the session, giving easy access to legislators and their staff, basically, who's who, in Utah, battling it out, over laws, that will govern for a fucking long time, with the legislators, recognizing before, that those good old, cigar smoking Democrats, those representatives of labor and unions, were a viable part of the make up of the state, the flavor, making the majority fight tooth and nail, to over-power the charisma of some of the oldies, but goodies, that kept the Utah legislature honest!  The old guard dies out, and Karen Mayne,  stepping in to fill dad's shoes, tries to hold down the fort her father set up, but guys like Michael Waddoups, gets the male contingency to take her out of committees like the powerful Labor Committee, so they can have a purely party line . . . cleansing or vilifying the positions with the inner circle of power-mongers!  Luckily for that stunt, Waddoups, President of the Senate, got unfriended, and taken out!  The federal bench should do the same thing to his brother, who fucked me over on the Brock case!