Latest & Greatest from the Butte Rescue Mission
Life is good--just when you think you have the Boyz Clubz under control, their ego's, their libido's, and the Patriot Act, raise their ugly heads! LOL! Last I left you, dear reader, I wrote how Charlie, one of the actually, hot, guys at the BRM, was heard saying . . . You are 60? Damn, you make 60 look good! Well, obviously, that didn't go over well, with the bounty hunter duo, or their compatriots at the cop agencies, who prefer the junior girls, who's bra size determine their worth, and one is sitting right here at the Butte Silver Bow Mall, with me, on computer #5, and he, at the desks, where people with their own computers--like I had until mine got fried, a month ago, can hook up to wi-fi or the Internet. I have to fill you in on the history of this morning, and you will see the clown shit these guys think, I am willing to swallow, to believe their time lines, comings and goings, as if I wasn't doing just what I told James Kennedy, I would do--go to McDonald's, get a Diet Coke, then to the Mall to write my blog . . . and that is exactly what I did; however, I saw Guy, driving the Butte Rescue Mission, vehicle, with little buddy here, drive by me in the fog, later, while sitting at McDonald's, spending the last dollar, James gave me, laughing as Guy, and buddy over here, most likely an undercover detective or cop of some sort, came back a few minutes later, when I was safely inside, enjoying the fizzy, part of the chilly, and getting a kick out of the fun part, watching the trackers, being tracked by the tracked! Not fooled . . .
Objections to Biker Lifestyle--The Way They Treat Women
I know that both James and Guy, are bikers, Guy wears his Sturgis t-shirts, and James told me he was a biker, even furthering my suspicions that they are the two dudes that were featured in the newspaper, being in Kalispell and Missoula, just shortly after I was, before booking it to Vegas, not have read the newspaper article on the after New Years, TV show, about two bikers, really looking like these two in every way, shape and form, from what I remember from the article, that must have run around December 22, 2014 to a week after that, because, James showed up, not long after that, Guy was already here, at the Butte Rescue Mission, that is, disguised as a bread runner for the Mission.
Most biker dudes, are really not into the cops; therefore, when James said that he has been married 6 times, and most of the women, have been, either CIA chicks, or deputy sheriffs, just the type of gals that some cop would hook up with, there are red flags. Now, he would say, that they tried to rescue him from his trashy lifestyle, and eventually got either sick of him, or couldn't see him destroy himself, a sob story, most of their types of women would buy off on, dumb as they are, which is precisely the point . . . you are dealing with a different caliber of women, here boyz, someone who is actually smarter than you, as evidenced by the fact that I told you exactly where, when, and what I would be doing, although, after seeing the bounty hunters, out on the prowl again, I decided to prolong my presence at the library, until, the two, figured that I was not coming.
Spending My Time Working, Watching the Dudes
I patiently read through the entire, Montana Citizens, Guide to the Courts, booklet, that I picked up at the library, the main, library the other day, to read through, to make sure that I understand the differences in the Utah and Montana court systems, before, jumping in and making recommendations to Janna Taylor and the Montana Legislature, on the possibility of resurrecting the expungment or record clearing statute and laws, that existed in Montana, prior to 1989. Compliments to the State Bar of Montana, Montana attorneys, judges, state officials, and generous grant from Humanities Montana! It took me 20 years, clawing and scratching my way through, 5 statewide jobs, working on both sides of the isle, prosecution and defense, being exposed, either through my jobs, to administrative agencies and their system, mediation and arbitration, both the state and federal systems of trial courts, courts of appeals, and the supreme court levels, including all the way up to the United States Supreme Court, to get this overview, that you are providing to your citizens! So, helpful to an attorney, transplanting from one system to another.
Now, I don't know if I am so tainted against Utah, that I can't see the forest for the trees, or the desert for the shit, but the Utah Office of the Administration of the Courts, and the Utah Supreme Court, several recent years ago, not as early as 2009, which is about the time frame of the photos in your booklet, put out a similar, alleged help, for people, working their way through the court system in Utah, or what I thought the book intended to do, and wasn't. The help, was minimal, the information limited, at best, and as is the case in Utah, case in point, the focus was on, form rather than substance! One thing I can say, is that Utah is consistent! There was nothing much of help in the booklet, other than to sing the praises of the groups that put it together, and as for help, that was, basically, as I recall, none existent to the average citizen, let alone attorneys, like myself, who were hoping to help pro se litigants, navigate through the system.
Your book, however, was great, and my love affair with Montana, continues, getting a great overview of the courts, where they are located, courts of general, or original jurisdiction, limited, and specific, so cool, and so appreciated. As is the case, in Montana, the focus is on substance over form! A truly helpful booklet. Just one suggestion, and that is a brief overview of how to look up laws in the Montana Code Annotated or MCA, a short explanation, on Index, the code, who the codes or laws are numbered, title, section, subsection, can work miracles for the citizen, who is attempting to do their legal work themselves, and I have coached many, who with a little help from me, are thrilled to get their hands on the actual laws, and be able to apply their factually specific situation, to the law!
As, I have learned, and often had to remind my clients, or the people that I help, which is everyone, I can, whether paid or not, being paid one dollar, for every ten I help with, that knowledge is power, and nobody cares about your or their individual case, more than they do. I had to remind them, that I have 30 cases I am working on, going to the Court of Appeals, on three, and the U.S. Supreme Court, or whatever, and I don't have time to worry, and focus, primarily on their case alone! They got that, and without a secretary, legal assistant, or paralegal to help me, doing it all myself, I had to make my clients, their own legal researcher, and they always, always, always, did a great job, because, nobody cared more about their case, than they did! Bar none! Sorry for the suggestion, my flight attendant, sister, who looks, kind of like me, has a size larger bra, therefore, listen to her, the Utah State Bar Association did! LOL! You fucking clowns . . .
JoAnn Is Just a Lonely Grandma . . . Nick . . . From James!
Now, this is coming from a guy, who just days ago, approached me, basically trying his pick up lines, that is if he is being honest in who he is saying he is actually talking to at the mission--the girlz clubz don't have to be their, the boyz clubz members, just cover their asses, and lie about who is really there, ME, not their girlz . . . and the first thing out of his mouth, thinking me, much younger than himself, he is two years older, referred to himself as an old guy, 62 years old. I laughed, and said, old, I am only two years younger than you are . . . he, himself was stunned. But, as men, would have it, their way, they go back to the familiar, having absolutely know respect for women, returning to the mentality of the biker bitches or government whores, as Lady Gaga would say . . . they are used to, rather than amping it up a bit, while dealing with a female attorney, because, they have been promoting lesser attorneys, as me, or promoting, non-attorneys, as me also, and failing to distinguish between the two, think, that everything that has tits and ass, is created, according to their system of natural selection, that survival of the fittest mentality of the Darwinists, rather than dealing in the word that you and I deal in, that of true, tried, and tested, ability, brilliance, learning, recall, education, experience, contributions, honors and awards, merit, and valuable and lasting knowledge!
They continue to live under the cop, male bubble, of the Patriot Act, where cops rule, rights don't exist, and women, are inferior, do what they are told, believe what men tell them about themselves, rather than relying on evidence, plain language, and history, of some 60 years, or whatever their age is! LOL!
In the American Biker book, that Alan, my client had in his home, then my home, there are all these pictures of biker bitches, their old ladies, sitting on back of their old man's bikes, naked from the waist up, breasts exposed to the hundreds of bikers, watching, trying to catch a hot dog on a string, with their mouths! I can't think of anything more humiliating, disgusting, debasing, and hideous, to make, the woman, you allegedly love, do . . . no matter who great you think her tits are, and how much you want the bros in the biker gang to think, your bitch is hot! James told me of a guy who shot his wife in the back, and took her body, and shoved it into a dog kennel . . . was I suppose to be impressed? Or the guy, who didn't want his wife dancing in a titty bar, while making $50K a year, and shot her, in front of everyone . . . really, cool? Can you think of worse? Yes, these men think that they own their old ladies, and if they are in a bar, and their old man, tells them to let 12 guys in the bar rape them, the girl does it! Holy shit, and these are the guys, who seriously, think, I am going to believe, something so contrary, as to say, that I am some, lonely grandma, because, I rejected their advances? Fuck off you dumb shits!
I Guess I Am To Believe, that Black is White & White is Black?
In my world, men do not reign supreme over women, nor women over men . . . but, I have a definite standard by which to decide, whether I will, or will not listen to someone. First, I consider the source, do I respect this person as an authority, as having merit, themselves, being reliable, credible, and having veracity, in the subject area, they are speaking of . . . in this case, me. I just consider the source, men, that have issues with women, treat them like dogs, sex objects, to tantalize and stimulate them sexually, and that is the sum total of their worth, or to use to fuck, someone like me over, which never works, I know the the women, you assholes are promoting, and they suck as bad as you do! LOL!
Birds of a feather flock together . . . good, God, almighty, what is this world coming to? People are either attracted to the opposite, opposites attract, or they are attracted to likes, like is attracted to like, or the law of attraction! The thing that is so funny, about the FBI Dating Game, match play, hot machines . . . is that, they are basing the match on physical characteristics, or the more shallow natures of the parties or partners, rather than the core beliefs, values, goals, and morals; therefore, while there is an initial attraction, based, merely on the physical looks, brutally handsome, when the subject, opens his mouth, the attraction fades, keep your mouth shut, stupid, or remove all doubt, and speak! I dig smart men, and men, who would prefer, some lame ass, dumb chick with big fake breasts, or real, as in Kay's case . . . now if your boobs were real, why in the hell, would you ever tell someone they were real, I have never, never, never, started a conversation with someone, male or female, with, grabbing my tits, and saying, these are real, unless, Kay is delusional as the men she is attracted to, like Brett, whom, I told, if you are her man, you sure as hell are not mine . . . he almost killed us, driving off the freeway, just over the mountain from Cove, Utah! He wanted a cat fight! Sorry, don't do it . . . you want her, you get her! Crazy bitch! LOL! Thinks she earned being me, who are you kidding? Oh, of course, yourselves!
Any rational person, will realize, that you cannot, become someone else, you can't earn being them, you can't lie your way into being them, you can't clone yourself, even into being them, why? Because, you, even cloned, have not had the same experiences as me! Are you so stupid, to think, that you can step in at age, 46 years, and be me? You are seriously kidding, Yourself! LOL! And the delusional men, who think fraud broads are cool. I am sitting here in the Mall, and next door, is this store, called, Moses for Men . . . and junior women! LOL! Yeah, Moses had a dick too, and women were superfluous to their male counterparts, and he would most likely chose the junior girls over me, because I am just too much smarter than men, as a general rule! Obviously he did something wrong, because he was not allowed to lead the people, or the Children of Israel into the Promise Land, probably spouting doctrine, much, like the men of today, inane as they are, these types! Get out of your cops bubble and join the rest of the world, that values smart, even fat, or over weight women, like Oprah, who has struggled with her weight most or her career! You don't tell the richest women in the world, that she is not entitled to her fortune, because you think, Beonce' is hotter? I just fucking don't think so. What about Rosie O'Donnell, Rosanne Barr, Melissa McCarthy . . . Hillary Clinton, and many other smart, capable women, who spent their time, investing in themselves, and how ironic, that you poisoned me, when I was drop dead gorgeous, thin, 140 lbs, after 4 amazing kids, you all want to claim, rather than claim the shit you raised!
The Thing that Is So Damn Funny, Is They Believe They are the Norm! LOL!
By way of example, again, showing my superior knowledge, even in your own areas of whatever, you might call the cop bubble . . . government immunity for your asinine, criminal behavior toward me, would be based, if you were to get some immunity for your criminal acts, that are illegal, unconstitutional, and unlawful, even under the false protection of the Patriot Act, is based on following, well establish law, policies and procedures based on that law . . . now are you really stupid enough to challenge me, using the SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, with the god-damn, Patriot Act, that is void as a matter of law, and with a track record of 14 measly years? Really? Well, there you have it folks, they are suffering from a delusional stated of grandiose delusions of whatever, relying on a law that is totally, not only unconstitutional, but most of WE THE PEOPLE . . . functioning in the real world, the one, without cop delusions of grandeur, being above the law, in their minds, where they can shoot citizens at will, or substitute, Kay for JoAnn, simply, by changing places? Stupid is as stupid does, Forrest Gump . . . smarter than the average cop!
Some where along the line, you have been duped, lied to, misguided, bamboozled, hoodwinked, mesmerized by big fake boobs, sex, or whatever, seamen, up to your eyeballs, that my mind can't even grasp, the embarrassment of your actions?
DJ Clark, Undercover Cop, Kalispell . . . I Want to Do What You Do!
Sure, DJ, you can be like me, if you fight through 12 years of college, while having 4 children, and going to 4 colleges, following your husband, you helped, during that same time frame, through his undergraduate degree, and masters, while managing 48 apartments in Salt Lake City, Utah, and Tuscon, Arizona, holding up to 5 church callings, at the same time, while your husband, also, holds many church callings, and attends, city council, county commission and planning commission meetings, in addition to that. Then, you have to maintain, a 3.93 GPA, while getting 4 scholarships, honors and awards, as an English major, communications minor, teaching certificate. Teach high school, then go to law school, while maintaining your family life, while divorced, still putting children and family first, as much as possible. Then, compete against 150 people, for your first job, as staff attorney to the Utah Prosecutors Council, Criminal Enforcement Division, Utah Attorney Generals Office, and 4 other statewide jobs, all except your first, being hand picked for the job, while teaching college, simultaneously, at two colleges, at a time, while running your own anger management business, and writing computer programs, for online educational course, while earning awards for your manuals, after applying for the grants, designing, and launching 7 statewide community programs. And also, driving your son, his band members, without the help of any other parent, generally, about 300 miles every weekend, while dating and doing whatever, you do for yourself.
Be poisoned, because, the cops agencies, in the state, know that if you run, you will kick any man's ass, and you have already, kicked their asses, nationally, so get poisoned, go after the guys with the guns, the badges, the power to lock your ass up, or kill you, as they planned. Take out cop and prosecutor legislation, get 9 federal attorneys and investigators fired for violating their own regulations based on constitutional rights and protections, get taken out of the picture for 9 years, then come back swinging, hitting the state of Utah, and other major government agencies with a $357 million lawsuit, followed by a $56.7 million lawsuit, with entities from the whole sum total of law enforcement wanting to fry your ass, thinking, that they, under the Patriot Act, not only can steal your cases, but your home, you law practice, and everything you own, collude with other offended powers that be, going after your law license, giving it to a sister, not an attorney and other chicks, who are so far inferior, I would be embarrassed if I was the people, all professionally jealous, promoting lame ass chicks, with big tits, as me! And on and on, to THE DISGUSTING DETAILS! Chasing me, up to and including fucking TODAY!
And that my, not so dear, DJ, is only a skeleton sketch of what I have done, and what you have to do, to fucking do what I do . . . don't forget the pipe bombs, the sabotage, the hits, the death threats, false arrests, imprisonment, blah, blah, blah . . . NOW, YOU CAN THINK OF DOING WHAT I DO . . . there are no short cuts to success, Kay can't earn being me, and neither can you, remember, wherever you go, there you are, so make it good!
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