Monday, July 20, 2015

WHAT IS WORSE THAN A ROTTEN OR BAD EGGS? BOILED EGGS! RAT'S NEST IN HAIR + HARD BOILED EGGS = GETTING THE HELL TO WHITEFISH, OUT OF DODGE, MISSOULA! LOL! WHITEFISH LIBRARY FIRST POLITICAL SPLASH I MADE IN THE TREASURE STATE . . . OCTOBER 2012, DOCUMENTARY ON MEDICAL MARIJUANA RAIDS, LEGISLATION, PTA MOMS, STATISTICS, GUNS . . . "CODE OF THE WEST" WITH ACLU DIRECTOR OVERSEEING THE PRESENTATION OF THE FILM, DISCUSSION, AND CONNECTING CONCERNED CITIZENS! SEVERAL PEOPLE IN THE CROWD, WERE MARIJUANA GROWERS WHO HAD BEEN RAIDED, CHARGED, TRIED OR PLED OUT, AND WERE AWAITING SENTENCING! I HAD NO IDEA WHO WAS IN THE CROWD, BUT I OFFERED SOME OFTHE THINGS THAT I HAD DONE IN UTAH, LIKE CONTACTING THE U.S. ATTORNEY GENERAL'S OFFICE, ABOUT COPS ACTUALLY GROWING MARIJUANA, IN THREE UTAH COUNTIES: (1) WASHINGTON COUNTY, PINE MOUTAIN; (2) IRON COUNTY, SHIRT'S CANYON; AND (3) GARFIELD COUNTY . . . ALWAYS, ALLEGEDLY DISCOVERED BY A HUNTER OR HIKER, WITHOUT EVER ANY SUSPECTS--THAT IS BECAUSE THE COPS WERE GROWING IT AND SELLING IT TO MEDICAL MARIJUANA STATES, WHO COULDN'T KEEP IT IN SUPPLY; HOWEVER, JUST ONE PROBLEM--IT IS NOT LEGAL IN UTAH, NEITHER FOR MEDICAL OR RECREATIONAL PURPOSES! AFTER THAT, I WAS STALKED, TRACKED, AND ALLEGEDLY DIED, JUST OUTSIDE OF MISSOULA, WHERE I ALLEGEDLY DIED! LOL! STILL ALIVE AND KICKING, TO THE CONSTERNATION OF EVERY COP IN THE NATION! . . . FULL CIRCLE OF FUN--UP TO AND INCLUDING TODAY! I COULD FEEL THE HEAT, LIKE I ALWAYS CAN, AND THE COPS DON'T DO WELL TO HIDE THEIR PURSUIT OF ME, ILLEGAL AS IT IS! AFTER A STING OP AT THE FRESH MARKET, ON SATURDAY, TWO DREAMS, BOTH ABOUT THE SHERIFFS EITHER WAITING FOR ME AT THE THREE EXITS AT THE POVERELLO PALACE, OR STOPPING ME ON THE STREET TO QUESTION ME, WITHOUT PROBABLE CAUSE, WHICH IS NECESSARY UNDER THE 4TH AMENDMENT FOR THE COPS TO STOP, DETAIN AND QUESTION ME . . . THE DREAM ENDED PROMPTLY, NO PC! I WAS GLAD TO SEE A RECENT ARREST IN MISSOULA, WHERE THE COPS ACTUALLY MENTIONED THAT THEIR WAS PROBABLE CAUSE TO DO WHAT THEY DID! GOOD JOB! SEE YOU CAN TEACH OLD DOGS NEW TRICKS! LOL! THE RAT'S NEST IN MY HAIR, WAS INDICATIVE OF WHAT WOULD HAPPEN AT BREAKFAST . . . 4 RATS FROM THE POV CAME TO MCDONALD'S FOR BREAKFAST TOO! SURPRISE, SURPRISE, SURPRISE! NOT! I SAW WHAT WAS GONIG ON, LIKE I ALWAYS DO, NOTICED A MOTORCYCLE COP, SNEAKING BEHIND MCD'S, IN THE APARTMENT COMPLEX PARKING LOT, BEHIND MCD'S . . . GUESS I WAS NOT SUPPOSE TO NOTICE! LOL! I MADE SURE THAT I WENT OUT THE BACK DOOR, SO THE RATS WOULDN'T THINK I WAS DITCHING OUT OF TOWN ON THE SHUTTLE OR THE GREYHOUND BUS, WITH THE TERMINAL JUST ACROSS THE STREET. I WALKED UP TO THE CORNER, LIKE I WAS GOING BACK TO THE POV, CUT ACROSS THE STREET, AS THE COP NOTICED AND DROVE AWAY, KNOWING THE STING OP FAILED, BUT MAYBE THEY HAD ANOTHER CHANCE AT GETTING ME, BEFORE I DECIDED TO LEAVE TOWN AGAIN! I CIRCLED UP THROUGH THE BACK ALLEYS AND BUSINESSES, PURCHASED A TICKET UNDER MY MONTANA COWGIRL NAME--WHICH IS A LEGAL NAME THROUGH MY FOURTH MARRIAGE; I PAID WITH CASH, SO THERE WAS NO ELECTRONIC RECORD OF THE TRANSACTION . . . THE CHICK WHO HAS SOLD ME TICKETS BEFORE, WENT TO SAY HI, JOANN, RIGHT AS I TOLD THE OTHER ATTENDANT THAT MY NAME WAS "JO BESS" . . . WHICH LEFT HER WITH A PUZZLED LOOK ON HER FACE, SO I JUST ACTED LIKE I DIDN'T KNOW HER, AND I DON'T WELL--SHE EITHER HAS A VERY GOOD MEMORY, OR THE COPS STOPPED BY TO TELL HER TO ALERT THEM IF I CAME INTO PURCHASE A TICKET, AS JOANN S. SECRIST, WHICH IS WHAT I USUALLY DO, WANTING SOMEONE TO BE ABLE TO TRACE MY LAST STEPS, IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO MY BODY IN ROUTE, TO MY NEXT DESTINATION--NOT THIS TIME--NO BODIES WOULD BE LET! LOL! THE CHICK I KNOW, AND HAVE DEALT WITH FOR AT LEAST TWO YEARS, SINCE MY CAR GOT BLOWN UP WITH A PIPEBOMB, LATER SHOWING UP AROUND KALISPELL AND WHITEFISH, WITH SISTER SHELLEY MORPHING INTO ME, DRIVING MY, IDENTIFYABLE NAVY BLUE FORD TAURUS, WITH CHROME OVER THE WHEELS, HAVING BOUGHT IT FROM A COLLECTOR OF TAURUS', MIKE HALL OF GREAT FALLS! SINCE SO FEW PEOPLE KNEW WHO JOANN WAS, AT THE TIME "CODE OF THE WEST" WAS SHOWING, SHELLEY, BIG SISTER, ALONG WITH BIG BROTHER, THE GOVERNMENT DUDES, SAME ONES TRYING TO TAKE ME DOWN, TO THIS DAY, HAVING FAILED MISERABLY FOR AT LEAST THREE AND A HALF YEARS, HELP HER BE ME, JUMPED RIGHT ON THINGS, BACK IN THE EARLY DAYS OF MY VENTURE TO MONTANA, WITH THE MORMON MAFIA, AND 70% OF THE CIA, FBI, NSA, DIA, AND OTHER FEDERAL COPS, MAKING SURE THAT SHE GETS TO KEEP MY IDENTITY, THAT SHE HAD WORKED SO HARD TO STEAL IN UTAH! CONNECTING MY LIFE FULL CIRCLE, BRINGING IT FROM MY REALY PIONEER DAYS IN MONTANA, TO THE CURRENT DATE, WITH ME SITTING RIGHT HERE IN THE WHITEFISH LIBRARY, AS WE SPEAK, WELL, I WRITE AND YOU READ . . . THE CREATOR AND OWNER OF "HURRAW" LIP BALM, ONE OF THE PRESENTERS AT SENATOR TESTER'S, SMALL BUSINESS OPPORTUNITY WORKSHOP, THAT I WROTE ABOUT, TWO BLOGS AGO, IS FROM NEW YORK ORIGINALLY, BUT LIVES AND WORKS OUT OF WHITEFISH--AND I MUST SAY--THERE IS NOTHING PRETTIER, THAN FLATHEAD LAKE, FLATHEAD VALLEY, AND THE WHITEFISH AREA, I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT THE FIRST TIME I SAW IT, AND I STILL DO, NICE TO BE HOME! OR IN THE VACINITY! DIG THE HELL OUT OF THIS PLACE, NEED TO GET UP TO GLACIER, MINUS THE INDIAN TRACKERS, THE BLOOD HOUNDS, AND THE FEDS CRAWLING UP MY ASS, BLOCKING MY ATTEMPTS TO DROP OFF A KEY TO A CABIN UP AT SWIFTCURRENT LODGE, WHERE I WAS GONIG TO WORK, BUT GOT PULLED BACK TO HELL BY SOME CLIENTS IN UTAH, WHO I WAS HOPING TO DITCH, BEING UP AT THE MOST REMOTE AREA OF THE PARK, WITHOUT INTERNET AND CELL PHONE SERVICE! WHEN I CAME DOWN TO MY TRAINING AND MY CELL PHONE WORKED AGAIN, SEVERAL OF THEM, CAUGHT ME, AND FLEW ME BACK TO THAT SCORCHING DESERT WITH THE MO MAFIA, COPS, PROSECUTORS, JUDGES, AND THEIR POSSE, THAT TRIED TO KILL ME, AND STILL USE HIGHWAY PATROL, TO TRY TO INTIMIDATE ME AND RUN ME DOWN IN SUBWAY, LIKE IN CEDAR CITY, TWO YEARS AGO, AND U.S. MARSHALS, SHERIFFS AND LOCAL CITY COPS, WHO LAND LIKE FLIES ON SHIT, THE SECOND MY BODY APPEARS ANYWHERE CLOSE TO MY HOUSE AND CABIN, I HAVEN'T SEEN FOR ALMOST THREE YEARS, OR HAVE BEEN ABLE TO GET CLOSE TO AND CHECK UP ON . . . I DID, HOWEVER, WALK BY LAST AUGUST, AND IT BREAKS MY HEART WHAT THEY DID TO THAT DARLING HOUSE, BUILT IN 1864, AS AN OLD FORT TO FIGHT THE INDIANS, AND PROTECT THE SETTLERS, REMODELED A FEW TIMES OF COURSE, WITH ME, JUST SINKING $60K INTO IN THE YEAR AND A HALF, I ACTUALLY LIVED THERE, IN THE HEART OF THE COUNTY I USED FOR $56.7 MILLION, DUE TO CORRUPTION . . . LISTED AS THE "MOST CORRUPT COUNTY IN THE NATION" BACK IN 2010 OR 2011, WHEN I WROTE THE LAWSUIT, REPRESENTING THREE LOCAL KIDS, HAYLEE, THE HOMECOMING QUEEN, SHANE, THE FOOTBALL STAR, AND TRAVIS THE TOWN REBEL, GOING TO LEGALIZE MARIJUANA BY HIMSELF, ALL GETTING SET UP, TRASHED, AND KICKED AROUND BY THE COPS, TRYING TO FIGHT THEM, THEIRSELVES . . . UNTIL I STEPPED IN TO EVEN THE SCORE! AND MY BLOG TELLS THE REST OF THE STORY, ALL CONNECTED TO MY SON, ELLIOT TAYLOR SECRIST'S, BAND, GOD'S REVOLVER, FORMERLY MARALOKA, OLD SCHOOL PARALLAX, AND NOW NEW BAND, "THE DITCH AND THE DELTA" ROCKIN' THE NATION AND WORLD! ALL ABOUT STEALING MONEY, MUSIC, CASES, IDENTITIES, PROMOTING THE FRAUDS, AND TRYING TO KILL THE REAL CREATORS, THE MUSICIANS, THE ATTORNEY, THE WRITERS, THE BRAINS BEHIND THE MONEY, THE PROMOTERS OF THE CONCEPTS AND PRINCIPLES OF THE THINGS THEY LOVE . . . TAKE THAT MONEY AND WATCH IT BURN, THE LESSONS THEY HAVE LEARNED! THERE IS A SIGN ON ONE OF THE BUSES IN MISSOULA, THAT READS . . . "5 DAYS AND DONE" AND I THINK THIS CREW OF LIARS, CHEATERS, COP LOVERS, COP PROMOTERS, WHO HELP STEAL, KILL AND DESTROY, TO GET ILLEGAL AND ILL GOTTEN GAIN, WILL BE AFTER MY ASS AGAIN . . . WITH MO NSA ACCESS, ACCESS, ACCESS TO, EVEN THIS COMPUTER RIGHT HERE, ALREADY SHUTTING IT DOWN ONCE, TELLING ME I HAD 2 MINUTES LEFT, WHEN I HAD ONLY BEEN ON ABOUT 10 MINUTES OF THE ALLOTTED HOUR, THEN TRYING TO ASK IF I WOULD ALLOW THE LIBRARY ADMINISTRATOR ACCESS TO CHANGE THIS BLOG . . . FUCK YOU NSA, SHELLEY, AKA, JOANN, FROM THE SECOND I STEPPED FOOT IN WHITEFISH, PROBABLY UNTIL THIS DAY, YOU WILL THINK SHE IS THE CHICK WHO CAME TO THE SHOWING OF "CODE OF THE WEST"! BUT, NO, IT IS ME, JOANN S. SECRIST, ALIVE AND KICKING THE SHIT OUT OF THESE FUCKERS DAILY! AND LOVING THE HELL OUT OF DOING IT . . . TAKE THAT MONEY AND WATCH IT BURN YOUR SORRY FUCKING ASSES! PRISON, PRISON, PRISON . . . YOU'LL BE HAVING A NEW GIRLFRIEND OR BOYFRIEND GIVING YOU A CHARGE UP YOUR ASS, INSTEAD OF ME! BURN IN HELL YOU FUCKERS!

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