He Said/She Said . . . I Say, Rape!
About three years ago, up in Kalispell, Montana, I first met, Kassy, a potential renter, in the trailer, I first stayed in, renting the couch from a client's kid, so that I could freely come and go, as I always do, pissing off cops in 5 states, up close and personal, but generally pissing of their ranks and files of the nation's cops (no, little church mouse, Shelley, didn't do this shit! It is all in the attitude, check it . . . you like her! LOL!) for the last 20 years, starting with killing their cash cow legislation, back in 1997, as an assistant attorney general, rubbing shoulders with cops and prosecutors all the time, so it was quite the upset, when I put my oath as an officer of the court, as an attorney, with one pledge, to protect, preserve and defend the Constitution, just like every fucking cop in the nation . . . the damned Patriot Act, doesn't trump the CONSTITUTION! Nor are you allowed to treat people, like me, citizens of the United States, like terrorists, arresting us without charges, without an information of what alleged crimes we are being charged with, detaining us in jails, for years, sometimes, without giving us the right to a hearing or an arraignment, and then providing us with a trial, in front of a jury, if we so request, being represented by counsel, or doing it ourselves, selecting a jury of our peers . . . THAT IS WHAT DUE PROCESS IS . . . NOTICE + A HEARING! Check out the Bill of Rights, following the U.S. Constitution, ARTICLES 5 AND 14!!!!! This should not comes as a shock to law enforcement, prosecutors and judges, for God fucking sake! This is well established law, and has been around since the inception of this country, declared, as a response to the charges the rebel colonist, founding fathers, who, sent the Declaration of Independence to King George of England!
Last night, Kassy and I were talking about, her relationship with Meryle, whom she introduced me to, after picking me up, walking up, Highway 93, in Kalispell. We had briefly met, one night, when common friends, introduced us to each other. So, this day, probably a Kay chick, set up, but, anyway, I will give her the benefit of the doubt, which is a big one, since, she read me a poet last night, that sounded like it was straight out the library of Shelley's conversations with me, over the years, when I was still Me and she was still Shelley, seeing herself, as the Egyptian Queen RA, back in her previous lives . . . always trying to make herself a queen, she has not changed, but Kassy brought in references to the Illuminati, government shit, stuff so far, beyond most 23 year old young women, but at that first meeting, she introduced me to Meryle, and I was totally taken back by her, alleged boyfriend, because, he was old, almost bald, skinny, and so, not the type of guy, whom I would have ever put her with! At this first meeting, with Kassy, we went to McDonald's and got a Diet Coke and she unraveled her tales of woe, being inducted into the Illuminati sex slave and brain washing activities, that are closely tied with the CIA, Monarch Project!
The other day, when Kassy, just popped out of nowhere, like she had a month or so ago, and caught up with me, listening to my radio, and rockin' out walking, like the Cats on Broadway, just passing the Majestic Madness Inc., she brought me back to the first time we met, and reminded me of her connection with the Illuminati, but not in a negative way this time, actually, stating that she thought they were good, and right, unlike our previous meeting, and she shocked me when she asked me if I was afraid of her . . . what, we have been, allegedly, friends, why in the hell would I be afraid of you . . . do I have reason to be? I didn't ask her that question, but we had a very interesting discussion the other morning, and she said, that she was going to vote for Bush, and she said, she could not believe that anyone would want to live in the United States, and my response was, Who would want to live in England! Sure, their Bobbies, or cops, just use billy clubs, because they have fuckin' 17 surveillance cameras on every light post! Not that I am for crime, nor catching criminals, or stopping crime before it happens, because you don't dare make a move over there, because you every move is caught on camera! Oh, hell NO! I will take my risks on the streets without surveillance! And, Missoula, I was thrilled to walk over California Street Bridge and notice the very colorful array of new teen art, on the boards or walls, as you cross over to Hal's Walk and now Park . . . love it, because is reminds me of the citizens forcing the cops to take down the cameras, that were up to no other good than watching who, when, where, and at what time, people were jogging, walking, riding bikes, or walking with . . . and that they would rather have the graffiti, than the cameras! Now, that is AMERICA, and THAT IS WHAT FREEDOM IS ALL ABOUT!
The Second Time Kassy Has Asked Me If I Wanted to Talk to the Illuminati!
The first conversation, after she exposed their shit to me, and how, connected they were with the CIA, and their bull shit experiments, on unsuspecting people, generally without their consent, and then asks me if I want to talk to these fuckers? So, when she asked me the other day, if I wanted to talk to them, and I responded by saying, what would the Illuminati want to talk to me? Other than to tell me to Shut the Fuck UP! LOL! She said, oh, they just want to know, what you are up to? Hell, all they have to read my blog, and they almost know, day by day, what I am up to . . . GOOD SHIT, they would not know about, nor would the CIA! Both enemies in my book! Then she proceeded to tell me, who she can't imagine her life without being a sex slave in the Illuminati, and that she was one of the best lays, is essentially, what she said, and that right now, she has $4,000 in her bank account. And, you want me to think that because they preyed on you, at the ripe age of 17, and indoctrinated you, making you one of their favorites, being a bit over weight, that, I would somehow be interested? I think NOT! I am not Kay, Shelley, Rachel, Sue, Kelly, Tiffany, Hope, Annie, Rebecca, because, I have men worship me on a daily basis, without needing them! LOL! I would rather be feared and respected, that fucked over! Just my preferences . . .
Bush/Fiorina Responses on What Woman, Should Grace Legal Tender or Money in the United States? Margaret Thatcher? Just Leave the Men on?
This is the type of shit, voters have to take note of, that would indicate the motives, or the intent, or the positions, and subliminal agendas behind candidates, statements, and you have to watch from the start, to get the full, vision of their vision of America. Kassy, also said, that wanted to be a member of the Yale Skull and Bones Society . . . which is right where Shelley got her start . . . sold her soul to the Brits, the Illuminati, the Bushes, and others with designs and agenda's foreign to American values and lifestyle! So, I am getting a bigger and bigger picture of why Kassy, comes and gos, with me, here in Missoula, second best, or even better, is a friend, over pillow talk. With a man, you are not going to talk about guys with a guy . . . or generally speaking! LOL! The YMCA, by Village People are singing, right now . . . LOL! Access, access, access . . . young man, I was once in your shoes, blah, blah, blah . . . actually, the Village People performed a small concert, in full costume, in Provo, back in about 1989 or 90, and I attended that concert with Paul Ruybol, whom I am sure will say that it was Rachel with him . . . my, my, my what changes take place when you gain a few pounds . . . still a HOT TUB! LOL! Oh, well, I just consider the sources . . . all thwarted lovers, husbands, boyfriends! LOL! So, sad . . . NOT!
Actually, the principles behind the song, YMCA, are good, and sort of fit what I am talking about, girls, need girl talk, and I am sure, Kay, Shelley, and the Brett crew, want some more up close and personal information, and miss a lot of what goes on in my days, since I spend so much time alone! Generally, my preferred state! Shelley and I have switched, in that perspective . . . she used to be anti-social, always buried in a book, and I was, and still am, out cruising, swimming, writing, eating alone . . . used to be totally social, now, I am kind of bipolar, going from being totally social to totally anti-social! Shelley seems to need the family she used to trash, needs people, she seem to generally hate, and now hangs with people, works, under my resume, but work is good . . . stealing a resume is NOT! No, dealing with the devils, is not something I want to get into, and I know that this crowd would like to break me to the point of total poverty, forcing me to beg, borrow and steal, making me as bad as they are . . . no, marry a rich man, when I would have been richer than him, and things gone the way they should have, no polygamy, hell no, I could not be desperate enough, starving and relying on the Illuminati, the CIA and FBI, same diff . . . going the way of the Brits, or dealing with Bush cops, so FUCK NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So many shmears, so little time . . . poster on the wall, here at Einstein Bros., on Broadway! Just here rockin' to my Commadors, old disco, from the 70's, my time frame, and bustin' moves, sitting in my sit! Diggin' on life! I don't think, they could make me desperate enough, that I would ever sell my soul for a mess of portage, money, or fame . . . when I am read to start making money, I have full faith in my ability . . . in fact, after talking to Kassy, about Meryle who said that Kassy, a friend of his step-daughter, and hanging out at the house, because she had nowhere else to go, just kept coming on to him and finally, like all weak men, took the path of least resistance and fucked a fuckin' 17 year old! Yeah, she was the aggressor, being tied up to the bed, with ropes around her hands, naked, with you putting ice all over her body? What the fuck? I was comparing notes with Kassy, from what Meryle told me . . . does this poor chick have chance?
The other night, some guy, she had been at Warm Springs with, knocked on the door, Kass left for a bit, and came back, standing up against the door, and said, I have a new boyfriend. What? Did you have sex with him? With her past, what the fuck else does anyone expect . . . she asked me yesterday, what she should do, having some older guy, approach her outside, while she was smoking, if she wanted to go across the street and have a three-some! WHAT? Kassy, you don't have to have sex with ANYONE . . . she looked at me as if that was a foreign idea to her . . . but what should I say? NO! JUST SAY NO! Remember, Nancy Reagan's Just Say NO to Drugs campaign? JUST SAY NO TO MEN! Sigh of exhaustion . . . get a grip, men, this is so, not cool, you are so, not men, your are fucking predators! Get over it!
New Manual . . . Human Body Trafficking! Maybe!
I suggested to Kassy, that between my legal background, manual on domestic violence and sexual assault, national model, back in the day, we could write a book on human body trafficking, have her tell her story, do presentations, and fight that crime, and save, thousands of girls, who could learn from her story . . . I don't think I want to do that, was her respond . . . guess I don't blame her, but she is going to tell me her story tonight . . . the Department of Justice is already using some of my material, from my manual, original graphics, taken right out of my award winning manual, from 1996, written while I was staff attorney to the Utah Prosecution Council, in the Criminal Enforcement Division, Utah Attorney Generals Office . . . perfect cross over . . . no, the gals, you think are me, WRONG!
Top Off the Evening . . . Sister Wives on TV! SCREAM!
Last night, Kassy crashed out, and I was channel surfing and Sister Wives, the freak show, with the former, Utahan, Kody, whatever his last name is, Johnson, and his four dumb ass wives, are trying to make polygamy look, oh, so normal and cool, moving from Utah, where the Utah County Attorney, was going to prosecute the asshole, just like he should be doing, but was stopped by then Attorney General, Mark Shurtleff, who is now under indictment for corruption, thanks to me, not the FBI, in addition to prosecutors, who knew me, back in my working on the Utah Prosecution Council days, Sim Gil, and Todd someone, from Davis County, wanna kiss your asses, hopefully, you are still working on taking Shurtleff and Swallow down, for more than just their role in helping, Shelley, Brett and Kay, plus the Mo mafia, Mitt's Mutts and others, from taking my house, fucking my $357 million case, against the state of Utah, with Shurtleff one of the named defendants! But, Shurtleff, actually asked me to be his campaign manager, when he learned that I was not running . . . looking back, a cover-up for my poisoning by the big boys, the feds, after taking out 9 federal agents and attorneys, the Medicaid/Medicare Fraud Units, and their unconstitutional searches and seizures of doctors medical records, looking for up coding on billing practices. Perfect, get rid of the bitch, who could have been AG in Utah in a heart beat, or senator/congresswoman, poison the bitch! Give her an alleged terminal brain injury . . . how do you get rid of a smart female attorney, who is kicking the shit out of cop agencies, and getting them fired, for not living up to their OWN FUCKING OATHS! Shame on ME!
Just before, Mark decided to run for Attorney General, he was working on a polygamy task force, of some sort under then, AG, Jan Graham, my former boss, and trying to handle the situation in Utah, dealing with the back door, illegal polygamist, as a logical extension of Jan's campaign against domestic violence and sexual assault, with Jan claiming credit for my manual, that I wrote under a grant to PROSECUTORS! But, she was smart and quickly hired me, taking me into the administration of the AG's Office, like within weeks of finishing that manual, getting an award under President Clinton, in D.C., at a dinner celebrating the refunded, Violence Against Women Act! I let, partner, Kris Knowlton, whom I invited to work with me on the grant I won, making a manual of instructions for prosecutors, cops, and eventually ended up serving as a manual for community response teams, including doctors, clergy, judges, hospital staff and others, expanding the teams of first responders and necessary persons, needed to completely treat the families, school teachers and staff too. It is funny, that I know all the DETAILS of all this shit, that took place in MY LIFE! Simply amazing for some poor ass, out homeless, walking the streets of Missoula, while the LIARS are living my life and dreams! So NOT COOL, LAW ENFORCEMENT?
Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
So, I am watching this bull shit, Sister Wives, every man's dreams, that appeared to me, to be more of a nightmare happening, every day! Kody, the doofus, dumb enough to get he dick in this situation, that will be nearly impossible to get out of, divorcing 4 wives, if you get sick of breaking up fights, jealousies, among wives, thinking this is over you? Cat fights happen, and many without living together! Just like men have personality conflicts on the job, or within churches, offices, etc., women are going to like each other, or not, and even if they do, they may not be able to handle the jealousies, over all kinds of things! Next weeks episode is suppose to be so cool, Kody and one of the wives, I think wife, #3, are celebrating their anniversary, acting like they are just two youngsters, going on a romantic adventure, joined by their marriage counselor and therapist . . . NICE, how fun! Whooohooo! No thanks. This does not look like fun at all. In fact, it looks like hell, they all sit, husband in the middle of course, with two wives flanking both sides of this nervous looking man, trying his damn best, to do what each woman thinks he ought to do with their children, many of them being brought from other marriages . . . on from a Montana, there is a polygamist group, right here in River City, outside Missoiula, in Corvallis! But, now, they are debating what to do about her kids, that she wants to have Kody adopt? Fun, fun, fun . . . NOT!
It was funny, as Kody sat and talked with his latest acquisition, the wife from Montana, the camera, kept panning on a poster or picture behind the newest wife, with the words, WRONG . . . popping up on the screen several times, with me just thinking, damn right, this whole bull shit thing is abusive and wrong, even if the lame ass guy, can talk them into it. There is this guy, Phil, at the Pov. who looks just like this guy, in fact this guy, Kody, even wears a bandana, over his head, just like Phil, who is hot, and has a great bod, a dad bod a bit . . . Daddy cool, is the song on! LOL! That depends . . . cool, doesn't cover the crimes, sins, and total denegration of women in the polygamist lifestyle. Don't you think for one second, that I can't get more than one husband, in fact, I would like to do, three of your right now! LOL! And if told to chose between the three of you, I would have to say, that I like all of you for different reasons, just like men say, well, this woman, fills this need, and this one feeds this one . . . and you can't see that goes BOTH WAYS! Daddy Cool, Mommy COOLER! LOL! There are ALPHA FEMALES, what are you going to do about US, ME? A bad ass con law chick, me, is not going to let this go down without "equal protection" and "uniform operation of the laws" . . . so GOOD LUCK restricting this to just men . . . think with your head above your waist, because I can FUCK YOUR ASSES BACK! This is not India, and you are not, members of Islam, where they are going to burn you wives on the funeral pyre, when you die!
THAT IS WHY I, FUCKING LOVE, BAD ASS AMERICA!!!!!!
The Real Face of Polygamy, Without TV Money to Buy Nice Homes For Four Wives . . . This Guy, Escaped With the Help of an AG, Who Actually Ran his Campaign, Based on Cleaning up Polygamy, then Ended UP, Facilitating IT!
HISTORY, REYNOLDS TEST CASE, U.S. SUPREME COURT . . . WRONG!
REALITY CHECK FOR WOMEN, MEN AND CHILDREN . . . ABUSIVE!
I got a call from Kris Knowlton, the other assistant attorney general, who was involved in domestic violence, sexual assault, and now, it looked like the attorney general, was going to use the two of us, both known statewide for our contributions to this area of law and practice, education and training, extending now to Jan's fight against abuse in the secret communities, within Utah, that were even more abusive than, your regular, marriages, due to the abuse from other wives, in addition to the husband, extending to the children, or the abuse, extending from the possible favorite wife, to her children, or from a wife, who is down the line in the family pecking order! The two women, who were fired from the D.O.V.E., domestic violence shelter, in St. George, said, when you get a normal abused woman, generally, within 30 days, you can get her back up on her feet, with housing, job and vehicle, but, with a woman, coming out of an abusive relationship, within the polygamist context, she is so messed up that you need about two years, to unravel what fucked up brain shit, indoctrination, she has been brain washed with, from the abuse to the spiritual battering, looking at family and church exile, if she dares, ever leave this situation. Many times these women have had children born with defects, due to the limited gene pool, and they see their new born babies, thrown in the corner, left to die, because the welfare kings of polygamy don't want to come on the radar screen of authorities, if the hospitals report the baby and the conditions surrounding its birth! WRONG stuff, don't need it, should not GLAMORIZE THIS MALE PRIVILEGE OR PREROGATIVE!
So, Kris contacts me to accompany her to this problem that has come to the attention of the attorney generals office, that there was a man with many wives, I believe, 4 or 5, and he had taken one of the wives, and placed her and her children, out in the chicken coop, in the winter, at the request of the other wives who didn't like her or her kids, so the husband, who had the job, and his only job, that of sitting basically, 24/7 watching in a central control room, with cameras from each room in the house, showing him what all his wives and their children, or his children were doing, all the time, with the wives, allowed to leave the house long enough to work and bring home the bacon. I think, if memory serves, this persecuted wife, was told she had to bring home, $1000 per month, and this was back in about 1997, and a woman, who most likely had been married off the time she started her period, or matured, to some old fart, and was without any skills to work, or get a real job, but had to do slave labor! So, just getting a job, let alone making her share of the money, that was determined by the fucking, lazy ass husband, who didn't work, but had the only job of watching his flock, all the time, was a near impossibility, and she may have had younger children who needed her care, whom she might have been worried about . . . I can't remember the details, it seems like the cops, contacted me and Kris and we got dismissed, when the seriousness of the situation was beyond our jurisdiction to deal with, but ended up in the arena of the criminal law and justice system, and went beyond just working things out with the family!
Little Faces, Dirty Windows, Two Doors, Wives Conferencing!
My, cousin, Edward, the health nut, asked me if I wanted to accompany him to the community of Hillsdale or Colorado City, near the Utah/Arizona border, to get fresh raw milk and cheese, from the polygamist? Always curious and adventuresome, I agreed with glee to go with him. At first the scenery was so beautiful with the diary, nestled in the shadows, of the craggy, massive red rocks of southern Utah, but as we lost our way, we ended up, at a park, seeing many women, and a ton of small children, having an afternoon, outing at the run-down park, with old playground equipment and tires, looking as bleak and depressing as any scene I had seen from a depressing movie. Some wives, talking, others knitting, some pushing kids on swings, none good looking or happy . . . We turned and went back down the hill, and discovered a small, barn-like structure, with sliding doors, and we figured this must be the store, or at least the part of the diary and town that the polygs wanted us to see. But, there was no one attending to the store, and I am sure they don't get a lot of buyers from the outside world of Utah, even though their roots, come from common stock and ancestors, and both sects, or cults were started by Joseph Smith, first prophet of the Mormon Church.
Edward was buying raw milk, cheese and yogurt for a coop of people who wanted the good stuff, the unpasteurized milk, etc., so he was not about to go back empty handed with hundreds of dollars, belonging to this group, who, sends a representative to the polygamists, once a week, bringing back fresh supplies, for the rest of the crew, so as not to be too intrusive, in their purchases, threatening the community, nor the family who sells the products. So, Edward thought, that the house closest to the dairy, might be the family who ran the store, so we went down the dirt road, rough, and unkept, to the back of the house, and I sat in the car, behaving myself, as I looked the run-down house over, a far cry from the glossy picture of Kody and wives, who are probably making good money for their freak show, but this was the real picture . . . 8 or so kids, were up in one of the dirty, finger printed windows of the house, with kids staring at us, and there were two back doors, with Edward, knocking on one, and when he opened the door, there were a cadre of women, of various ages, looking like they were deep in a discussion, on some deep issues, too bothered to work with Edward or welcome his intrusive business. Eventually, a rather beautiful young woman, with a baby on her hips, not being more than about 16 at best, having to had gotten pregnant very young, with this two year old on her hip, so about 14, 13 years old when she was married off and that is if she got pregnant right away.
Flipping Off the Surveillance Cameras At the Polygamist Prison!
Edward gets all the supplies on his list, while I try to carry on a conversation with this young girl, trying to make her feel comfortable, secure and not threatened, but to no avail. Her little son, was a bit more willing to engage, when I noticed the surveillance cameras, in the corner . . . no wonder, she was so scared to talk to me, her every word was being recorded, either with her husband watching, or with his later purview, of what had happened while she was selling us the supplies. As, the young girl, and her son, exited the store, and she waited outside the structure, for us to gather all our shopping and bags, I turned and flipped the finger to the cameras. Edward about had a melt down! Why? These assholes need to know what the rest of the world thinks of them, and the terror they keep their wives under . . . THIS IS NOT LOVE! Last night, Kody, said, that love is meant to grow . . . does that mean that you think your wives, if they find another man, should bring him into the family fold? My dream with sister, Tiffany, suggested that is the way, Brett and Shelley crew, present it to these more modern, but equally submissive women, that, they too can have another man, or switch off, through husband and wife swapping . . . at least that is some concession for those of us, who are not, basically, monogamous, like the men claim to be! Gotcha!
All I could think of on the way back to Beaver Dam or wherever Edward lived at the time, was the depressing scenes that I had just seen. On another excursion, with friend, Sherri Lasoff, going to look around the community, and go to some store, that someone recommended we shop at for something, we drove around the town, and noticed, that the fences around some of the unfinished, poorly constructed houses, so that the polygs, don't have to pay their fair share of taxes, yet top the welfare rolls, collecting on all the spiritual wives, they claim are single mothers, but, the fences, were not constructed to keep cattle in, they were way too high for that, they were built to keep people IN! I remember, my sister, Susan, going to Southern Utah University, back in the mid-seventies, having graduated just a year after me in high school, and telling me horror stories, either she had heard, or her roommates had experienced . . . back in those days, polygamist young men, would go to the colleges, to meet their wives, because the old letches in the sect, already had eyes for the best looking girls and took them as wives, before mature enough to wait for the younger men, who had to serve a two year service mission for the cult, before being matched up by elders, getting a wife and small home, after the two year, unpaid work stint. But, many unsuspecting young college coed, would fall madly in love with some polygamist, and when he would take her home, she may find out that he had several other wives, or at least that his family was polygamist and she would sometimes, hear of young wives or sisters, who tried to escape the community and lifestyle, and her body would soon be found, in a ditch or ravine, having been shot like an animal, trying to leave this nightmare of a life!
Cutest, Smartest, Best Player, Lost to Polygs, Man She Met At Mormon Church, Brigham Young University, Allegedly Excommunicating Practicing Polygamists . . . Really, What Happened?
This was almost 40 years ago, because my little, hotshot firefighter, Greta, who is turning 40, October 3, this year, was just a baby, when I was called to be the church girl basketball coach, back when Zeke and I, were managing, 48 unit apartments, called the Monaco Apartments, I think, out in the Holiday area. But, there was this darling, good student, great basketball, player on my team, getting to know the girls personally, because my cousin, Julie Beckstead, was also on my team, so I got to know the girls, better through her, as she paraded her cute little niece or second cousin, around. Julie and Donna, my aunt, lived just down 45th South, across from the church, so easy access to them. But, this girl, was just exceptional in all areas, including being very religious. My family, eventually moved down to Arizona, where Zeke got his master's degree, and this girl graduated from high school, and went on to BYU, of course, to meet her eternal companion, to be sealed in the Salt Lake Temple for time and all eternity . . . or so she thought.
After several years, and after my family got back in the state or was visiting family, Julie and Donna, told me the Mormon ward was having a special fast, and prayer for this girl, caught in adultery or polygamy, and she didn't seem to be able to break free, from the control, and every time she did, she was pregnant, to the total fear of her family, that their daughter was stuck forever, and that their grand kids, as their daughter, got more and more entrenched in the bizarre perversion of doctrinal interpretation and dogma. I was just heart sickened, active in the church and hating polygamy, for sure, never thinking or being taught about it, until I took a church history class, where the professor, warned us, we may lose our testimonies of the church hearing some of the stuff that we were going to hear about, including polygamy, that was just a term or definition to me, at that young age. But, this girl, met a handsome, man, actually married him, without, finding out that he had four other wives, and when they got home from the honeymoon, with her pregnant, was introduced to the rest of his family!
Suburban Sophisticated Polygamists, Money, Competition, Sex!
This was not your southern Utah sect, but individuals, who just decided that they would practice the principle, much like Kody, being a bit more educated and wealthy, than your good old fashioned men, who indulge in the practice, and do so, more openly, with money, power, and connections, that alleviate the pressure to be excommunicated, and many, practice openly, attending normal Mormon services . . . all about that tithing! See no evil, when they have money. But, my little friend, married into a family of lookers, as she was herself, and she was immediately put out to work, to compete for sex, and stay in perfect shape, to get the attention of her husband, who had very gorgeous wives, every man's dreams . . . Kody's are nothing to scream about. Sorry gals, but that is the truth, but they, as he is, are getting up there in age, and have grand kids, and such, which is okay, we all go there . . . but, my friend was only about 19, barely had a year of schooling. This situation was not your ideal marriage by any stretch of the word, except for the husband, who got all the privileges, pleasures, and efforts of this groups of hot women, competing for his attention.
Every time this young woman would try to escape, she found out she was pregnant, keep them barefoot and pregnant and make sure you don't fund that Planned Parenthood that may have saved her, if she didn't have money to buy contraception, that may have helped her escape, or at least limit her dependents. But, talk about a living hell! Now, that song We are family, I got all my sister, with me, get up sisters and dance . . . what timing . . . we fly, like birds of a feather . . . we givin' love in a family dose . . . we are family, I got all my sisters and me, get up everybody and sing! That makes me think of all my sisters, or former sisters, whom I am sure, that . . . getting our shares of this world's delights! Here is what we call the Golden Rule, have faith in what your skills are and this is our rule . . . All ON MY BACK, WITH ALL SISTERS USING MY NAME, and resumes, to get their portion what this world has to offer . . . WITH THE HELP OF THE MEN, WHO WANT POLYGAMY!!!!!!!!
I am 100% sure, that Brett, has fucked all of my sisters, just as part of the we are family, me and all my sisters are me, bull shit, throwing, Kay Baby in the mix, replacing me . . . they need my name and reputation, plus my son's music, to pull of their perversions that suck men, into the polygamist fold, and they gladly go, including selling men, on it, who, share other men's wives, cousins, and such, men who think they are so cool, that they deserve men, who think, that the kids they have, are not enough with one wife, this is a breeding plan, they think of super humans, spreading the gene pool, beyond the normal confines of marriage! I know what I would advise my daughters to do, if their husbands participated, they run the risk of losing, my beautiful smart, cool daughters with so much to offer, the right man, and the right man would not cheat or be sucked into this total male game, used to entice allegiances, and inductees! I DON'T KNOW ONE GODDAMN MAN, WHO CAN KEEP ME HAPPY, LET ALONE A HAREM OF BITCHY WOMEN!
WELCOME TO HELL!
P.S., I failed to note, that several Missoula, P.D., or Sheriffs, took me up on my suggestion, to drop by Einstein Brother's Bagels, on Broadway, and got a very good look, at me, without make-up, glasses, and typing this blog, sure that, more than one of them noticed the headings and topic! I just hope they don't play the normal role of fucking me, and reporting, when asked, that it was Shelley or Rachel, who were here, me and all my sisters, I have to defeat to get my just do, like credit for writing this informative piece of the very sick shit, my sisters participate in . . . priding themselves in being more rational, liberal, open-minded, and tolerant, than this feminist sister, attorney, writer, blogger, mother of rock stars, hip hop and rap music stars, and two beautiful daughters, possibly married to fuckers who would be enticed by this shit, having married to keep an eye on mama bear! Only time will tell, these boys prefer the sista club, of wives, swingers, open marriages, free sex, but protected and shared within the confines of the sister circle . . . whatever, one good guy, is all I want! But, I am perfectly fine, without a guy . . . JUST SAY "NO" TO MEN! LOL!
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