UNLEASH THE BEAST--GOD'S REVOLVER "LITTLE BLACK HORSE" HAS BEEN REMIXED ON SOME SONGS . . . "JUSTIFY", "SCRATCH DEALT ME A DIRTY HAND"--THAT IS THE FIRST SONG ON THE REMIX--"DROWN YOUR FUCKING SORROWS" IS FIRST ON THE CURRENT LIST, SO SOMEONE IS MESSING WITH WHAT IS ON THE COMPUTER, AND WHAT, THE OLD CD ORDER WAS OR THE "FAKE GOD'S REVOLVER" ALAMO BAND CD WAS ORDERED LIKE--IF YOU HAVE KNOWLEDGE OF THIS, HAVE THE FAKE BAND'S CD, PLEASE CONTACT, GOD'S REVOLVER'S HOME PAGE OR FACEBOOK! YOU CAN BE A CRIME STOPPER! . . . GR TOP HITS, ON MY COMPUTER SHOWED ONE SONG AT FIRST, BUT WAS PLAYING ANOTHER ONE . . . SKIPPING, TRYING TO DUB OVER, THREE SKIPS! ADS ALMOST ON EVERY SONG, JUST LIKE ADVERTISING SHOPPING ON MY BLOG. MY COMPUTER SHOWED THAT MY BLOG WAS POSTED PACIFIC TIME, I AM AT MOUNTAIN DAYLIGHT TIME, SET FOR DENVER . . . SO A FEW MINUTES AGO, MY COMPUTER THAT HAD THE RIGHT TIME ALL MORNING, BUT AT 2:20 P.M., WHEN I JUST LOOKED, MY COMPUTER, NOW SHOWED 3:20 P.M. OR CHICAGO TIME--MAY WANT TO CHECK WHICH FLIGHT I WAS ON, WHILE I WAS SITTING NOW AT MCDONALD'S IN GRAND FUNK JUNCTION, COLORADO! I FIGURED OUT HOW TO FIX MY COMPUTER CLOCK, AND LOW AND BEHOLD, IT SHOWED CENTRAL TIME--SYMBOLIC--JAIL CONTROL STATIONS ARE CALLED "CENTRAL", AND THE BOX WAS CHECKED TO "SET TIME ZONE AUTOMATICALLY USING YOUR "LOCATION"--ARE YOU FUCKING ME? SO I SET THE CLOCK TO MY ACTUAL LOCATION, COLORADO, MOUNTAIN DAYLIGHT, WHILE I WAS AT SYMBOLICALLY, DAYLIGHT DONUTS EARLIER, STILL IN GRAND JUNCTION, COLORADO! SO THEN I TRIED TO PUT THE "AUTOMATIC" CHECK AND CLOCK TO "MY" LOCATION, AND THE COMPUTER JUST SHOWED THE TEXT BLANK! SO, OPPOSITE "EAGLE IN REVERSE", ONE OF ELLIOT'S GOD'S REVOLVER SONGS I JUST LISTENED TO, THAN THE WAY IT SHOULD BE ON "MY COMPUTER" MARKING "MY LOCATION", IT SHOWED CENTRAL TIME, FOR CHICAGO AGAIN! SO IT TOOK OFF THE CONNECTION BETWEEN MY LOCATION AND MY CLOCK--I DON'T HAVE "MY" MONEY, LIKE THE HOOD DOES, NOR "MY" I.D., SO I CAN'T JET AROUND LIKE THEY DO ON "MY DIME" . . . INTERESTING, A TRUCK, WITH BLUE WORDS "DEEP ROCK" ON IT WAS JUST TURNING THE CORNER, LOOKS LIKE A LOCAL WATER COMPANY, WITH THREE, HOPEFULLY, TEAR DROPS OF WATER, RUNNING DOWN THEIR JEALOUS, CHEATING, LYING, FAT FACES! THE COPS, NSA, FBI, CIA, MORMON CHURCH, SOUTHWICK FAMILY WHO BITCHED AND MOANED ABOUT ME DRIVING ELLIOT, AND ISAAC FOR THAT MATTER, AND THEIR BAND "PURIFICATION" EVERYWHERE, BEFORE THEY TURNED 16, GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF "MY SON'S" BAND'S MUSIC, AND IF THE OTHER MEMBERS OF THE BAND ARE IN ON THIS, TAKE THE "BASS GUITAR" OUT OF THE MIX, AND YOU OWE ELLIOT, A FIFTH OF THE PROFITS AND PROCEEDS THE BAND MAKES OR I WILL TAKE THE WHOLE FUCKING AMOUNT, ANY INVESTMENTS, AND PUT YOUR SORRY ASSES IN PRISON, WHICH SHOULD HAVE BEEN DONE, FUCKING YEARS AGO, BUT THE FEDS WERE ALL IN ON IT! BECAUSE WITHOUT THE BASS GUITARIST, YOUR BAND IS GOING TO SOUND LIKE SHIT! THE BAND WOULDN'T BE ROCKIN' THE WORLD, WITHOUT ELLIOT, OR MY BLOG TO REVITALIZE THE BAND WITH THIS BLOG . . . THE FAKE BAND, FAKE BRAND, JUST DIDN'T DO IT! SO, YOU, LIKE ISAAC, THE DEAD BEAT RIDER, WITH THE DEAD BEAT MOTHER, SHELLEY, AND THE DEAD BEAT GRANDFATHER, ARE FUCKED! YOU FUCKS . . . MAY, GOD'S REVOVLER, BLOW YOUR FUCKING HEADS OFF! THE COPS OF ALL LEVELS HAVE TO BE IN ON THIS . . . ON THE SCREEN THAT POPS UP AFTER A VIDEO OR SONG HAS BEEN PLAYED, OR THE GOD'S REVOLVER TOP HITS LIST, WHICH THIS TIME ONLY PLAYED ABOUT FOUR SONGS THEN BUMPED TO THE REST OF THE SONGS ON THE CD--NOT REMIXED YET? BUT ALONG WITH THE OTHER SONGS, A CHICK THAT LOOKS JUST LIKE, DARK HAIRED, HAZEL EYED MONSTER, "SHELLEY", WHO FROM MY INTEL, IS NOW "RACHEL", TO PROTECT THE GUILTY . . . BUT ON THE I.D. NETWORK, SERIES "SNAPPED", POPPED UP A TOTAL LOOK ALIKE! THE INTERNET CONNECTION WAS TURNED OFF, NSA, JUST AS I WAS GOING TO GET THE TITLE OF THE "SNAPPED" SHOW! LET ME SEE IF I CAN PULL IT BACK UP! PREACHER'S FLASK, JUST SKIPPED, NEVER DID BEFORE . . . THEY, THE HOOD, IS FUCKING WITH, GOD'S REVOLVER'S MUSIC, AND ELLIOT FILED THE "POOR MAN'S" COPYRIGHT! SO, FREEZE THESE FUCKERS ACCOUNTS, LIKE YOU DO EVERYONE ELSE, UNDER THAT GOD-DAMNED PATRIOT ACT, AND FUCK'EM BEFORE I FUCK YOU! YOU, NSA, GOVERNMENT AGENCIES, AND THE MORMON PYRAMID SCHEMES, ARE DOING THE MARKETING, THIS MIGHT BE ONE TIME I WOULD AGREE WITH THE PATRIOT ACT--FREEZE ALL "MY" FUCKING ACCOUNTS, UNDER THESES BITCHES AND BASTARDS' CONTROL! A TRUCK, LIKE KAY MOOSMAN'S, RACHEL'S STEROID PUMPED, MINI-MOUSE HUSBAND, A TURQOUSE FORD RANGER, NO EXTENDED CAB, JUST PULLED IN . . . I GUESS NOW I AM RACHEL, OR THAT IS GOD'S INTEL RIGHT NOW, I HAD A DOUBLE, ALLEGEDLY, SMOKING, WHILE SITTING AT THE SHELTHER . . . SURE AS HELL NOT ME, I DON'T SMOKE, DON'T TOUCH THE THINGS, NEVER HAVE, EVEN TOUCHED THEM, NEVER EVEN TAKEN ONE SMOKE!

MyClick!  Pep It Up!

The Snapped, I.D. Network programs, that I was looking for came up, this morning while I was charging my computer, after posting the next blog, at about 8:00 a.m., sharp, when we have to get out of the Homeward Bound Shelter, and go about our business.  This is my business, trying to STOP CRIMES AGAINST ME AND MY FAMILY!  The second I called my daughter, Nicole, living outside Washington, D.C., in Lovette, Virginia, the NSA was on my line . . . I all of the sudden start to hear, my own voice coming back to me, worse than an echo, and I even said, I can here that the NSA just got on the line, and they hung up, or they changed programs, because I could no longer hear them while I was talking, with my voice bouncing back to me!  Scream!  But, in my blog, title, I mentioned, again, all things are symbolic to me, that I found a SNAPPED episode, with a chick that looked just like Shelley, so the fucking cops, stop thinking that I, JoAnn, am the criminal Shelley, who stole my identity . . . lovely sister, that they think she is, and also sister Rachel, again, co-conspirators, from way back, in about 2000!  But the episodes, hopefully, Shelley the hacker queen, with NSA, Mormon controlled cyber spies, must give her access to programs to get in and control my computer settings, making it look like my blog is published where ever one of the crew is . . . yesterday, while sitting at McDonald's in Grand Junction, I learned from my computer, that my blog was published an hour after I posted it, Mountain Daylight Time, here, near Denver, Colorado, with my blogspot, showing that it posted, Pacific Time, where Kay has a house, and when I went into settings, I found, that my computer, is tied to where I am . . . and I was in Central Time, like by Chicago . . . go figure!  

Crime, crime, crime!  But, if you look at Snapped SO9E22, Sandra Jesse, you will see a Shelley look alike, without the wig!  LOL!  The name is highly significant, because, Jesse Anderson, who is allegedly dead, NOT, is Shelley's oldest son, allegedly through her husband, Donald Anderson of Smithfield, Utah . . . who claims, that none of Shelley's liter are his children, not even Jesse, who he claims is Shelley's child from a professor at Utah State University; however, the law, will look at Jesse as Don's, because they were married, when the alleged affair went on!  

The other SNAPPED, is Rachel Wade, SO9E18 . . . the name is most significant . . . Ken Wade is the Chief of Police in Parowan, Utah, where I lived and practiced law . . . he will lie for the cops' version of me, or the Mormon, Republican version of me; nevertheless, the maturity level of the two girls, fighting over one man, would fit Rachel!  LOL!  And if I remember from watching it, there are two blonds!  I don't cat fight, never have, never will, and that is what pisses men off . . . using these women, trying to make me play and be jealous . . . I know who I am, and so do they, and I know who my children are, and the ones they are claiming came out between the legs of sisters, is pure BULL SHIT, and they know that too . . . they are trying to COVER THEIR SINS AND CRIMES!  

Cops of all levels, there is one sure way of proving this, and stopping the crimes, if that is something you are interested in . . . and you could have fooled me, but DNA, DNA, DNA . . . 4 Kids to match, all brothers and sisters, from the same set of parents, JoAnn S. Secrist, married, November 27, 1974, in the Mormon, Salt Lake Temple, Utah!  Possibly the temple records haven't been doctored yet, but the DNA, is not going to LIE!  You might TRY!

CRACKING THE CASE!

It is 3:22 p.m., on my computer right now, and I just published this title, because, I don't want to write a new blog, but the time I posted, was 2:22 p.m., or Pacific Time, and before I fucked up the hoods auto time, for following their locations, some times have been up to 6 hours different, from the time I originally posted and what shows up on MY BLOG!  Now if you shit heads, can't figure that one out, then you are seriously, total, cluster fucks, just like the movie, Burn After Reading, indicates.  Now, let's put a government cop agency's name on this: (1) interstate crimes, belongs to the FBI; (2) financial crimes, as I understand it are the jurisdiction of both the FBI and the CIA, in this case!; and (3) local cops, need to come under the jurisdiction of the Colorado Attorney Generals Office; (4) those assholes, like my father, who should still be living, at 635 Concord Avenue, in St. George, Utah, unless, now that I have been gone, he has moved into his dream home on my blog money and Elliot's music money!, but, then the Utah Attorney General, along with the FBI, should be tracking my father, Richard Glenn Southwick's computer, NOT FUCKING AND WATCHING MINE!  Solve crimes, dip shits, stop spying on me, and my lovers!

The Way They Roll . . . Automatic Settings on My Computer

Money rolls into their bank accounts, Santa Barbara, check all their children's accounts, they will be laundering the money, and there are subjects that are assigned to various people, Rachel, the righteous adulterer, Kay gets blah, Shelley gets securities, Sue gets the money from the historical constitutional blogs, and so forth.  The people who play the game, join the club, this is probably under, the network marketing scam, that Jerry Owens, worked on for 27 years at the time I left him . . . I am sure he was one of the first co-conspirators with Shelley . . . when my family had me locked up in the Utah State Hospital, back in about 2004, about the same time I had moved into those apartments, over by the first FABULOUS FREDDY'S on Riverside Drive in, St. George, just south and west of that, is when all the trying to lock me up, force me to take meds, taking my driver's license, when I had not been driving for a year, probably so Shelley, with all kinds of financial problems, got the brain child to be me, well not, she started that with the Shurtleff election, in 2000, with cops, coming to my door if I didn't take my meds, I think to get me fat, like one of Shelley's friends, who gained 80 pounds on meds the first year she used them.

I am sure that after I left Jerry, a second time, he and Shelley who were already in cahoots with each other, going to Sundance Film Festival . . . check for tax returns, Shelley went for about 10 years, not me, I was practicing law, most of that time . . . but, after I split, and took off to Las Vegas, when I didn't die, that it when all hell broke loose on me.  My father took the money, my $3800 per month, told me the Paul Revere Insurance stopped, so he could keep it, and the family started an all out assault on me, from holding out of court hearings, to force me to take meds, talking about putting me in a nursing home, calling cops to make police records, taking me to behavioral health units, forcing me, giving me the choice of that or being arrested, and on and on . . . the way MY nice little Mormon family treated a person who was allegedly suppose to die!  Wanna be baptized?  I can get the missionaries over if you want?  But, Jerry showed up at the hearing, after my family had the cops, take me to the behavioral health unit, trying to make a criminal and mental health record on me, even when the Judge, who knew of me, said, I was probably the smartest person in the room still!  But Shelley would come to Provo, and say, JoAnn, you seem so much happier in here . . . and Jerry came to the hearing, with the staff, saying, Why in the hell are you in here?  Jerry came to the hearing and was testifying against me!  He was trying to keep me in and the Judge couldn't see any reason.  Check the Jerry, Shelley, Dick Southwick connections . . . then came Brett, Kay, and the flood of family, friends, neighbors, Church, Brock, Rice . . . my father knew, Jay Rice's father, Bob Rice, and Hank or Henry Brock was in my father's ward!  The connections are easy and obvious.

DO YOUR FUCKING JOBS, STOP GOING AFTER ME, HERE IN GRAND JUNCTION, GO AFTER THE ACTUAL CRIMINALS . . . AND, THAT MAY INCLUDE MY CHILDREN AND THEIR PARTNERS . . . I WON'T DIE FOR LIARS . . . TRUTH OR CONSEQUENCES!  GOD SENT THE FLOOD ON HIS OWN CHILDREN!  HONESTY IS ALWAYS THE BEST POLICY!