GIRL IN THE BOX. SIMPLE MAN (LYNARD SKYNARD). NAIL'EM! STRANGE DREAM ABOUT ROPES . . . NOT A GIRL SCOUT, NOR BOY SCOUT? DUDE WITH HARLEY DAVIDSON SHIRT, KICKS CHAIR, PUSHES TABLE, AFTER WALKING PAST ME TWICE? WOMAN, LAYING LIKE A DOOR MAT, AT THE FOOT OF A BIKE, ON FRONT, CIRCLE WITH FIRE ON BACK! GOT THE BOOBY PRIZE, SORRY CHARLIE! LOL! PARENTS, NEVER, NEVER, EVER, NAME YOUR CHILD, FIRST, MIDDLE, AND POSSIBLY CONSIDER EVEN CHANGING YOUR LAST NAME IF IT IS, WAYNE! BACK IN THE EARLY 1980'S WHILE IN AN ENGLISH CLASS, I WROTE A RESEARCH PAPER ON THE "POWER OF A NAME." IN SOME OF THE MATERIAL I READ, IT SAID, THAT 17 OF THE MOST NOTORIOUS SERIAL KILLERS, HAD THE NAME, "WAYNE" IN IT! JUST THIS MORNING AND I BELIEVE, LAST NIGHT TOO, THERE WERE MURDERERS WITH THE NAME, "WAYNE!" EVEN IF IT IS A FAMILY NAME, DON'T USE IT . . . TOO MUCH CONNECTION WITH THE TWISTED MINDS OF SERIAL KILLERS OR MURDERERS, FOR SOME REASON? AVOID AT ALL COSTS, FOR YOUR CHILD'S SAKE! THERE IS A POWER IN A NAME, OR IN THE BIBLE, GOD WOULD NOT HAVE BOTHERED, TO CHANGE THE NAME OF SARIAH TO SARAH, OR ABRAM TO ABRAHAM, OR STRUCK THE FATHER OF JOHN THE BAPTIST, DUMB, FOR WANTING TO NAME HIM, SOMETHING OTHER THEN JOHN! AND MARY WAS TOLD, TO NAME HER SON, JESUS, AND THEN THERE WERE A LISTS OF WORDS CONNECTED WITH, THAT NAME: WONDERFUL, COUNSELOR, EMANUEL, SAVIOR, BEAUTIFUL . . . SO, TAKE THE JOB OF NAMING CHILDREN, SERIOUS, BECAUSE, IT IS. MY FATHER, WANTED TO NAME ME A BOY'S NAME, BECAUSE HIS FIRST CHILD WAS A DAUGHTER, AND HE WANTED A SON, SO HE NAMED ME "JO", BUT MY MOTHER INSISTED, THAT, DUE TO THE FACT THAT I WAS AND AM A GIRL, HE NEEDED TO ADD A FEMININE NAME TO THAT, SO HE ADDED, "ANN." IN LIGHT OF THIS NAME, MADE UP OF COMPONENT PARTS OF A MALE NAME, WITH A FEMALE NAME, I HAVE ALWAYS, WANTED TO RECONCILE THE RELATIONSHIPS OF MEN AND WOMEN . . . BEFORE LAW SCHOOL, I WANTED TO BE A FAMILY AND MARRIAGE THERAPIST, AND WHILE DOING RESEARCH FOR A PAPER IN MY MASTER'S PROGRAM, I NOTICED THAT THERE WAS AN OVER ABUNDANCE OF AUTHORS, IN THE AREA OF MARRIAGE TYPE BOOKS, WITH THE NAME, JOANN; HOWEVER, IN THE AREA OF CHILD DEVELOPMENT, THERE STILL WERE MANY JOANN'S, BUT, THEY SPELLED THE NAME, WILL ALL LOWER LETTERS, RATHER THAN THE TWO SEPARATE AND DISTINCT, NAMES, STARTING WITH CAPITAL LETTERS! VERY INTERESTING, WATSON! LOL! EVEN IN LAW, I STARTED MY CAREER, BIG TIME IN DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, A LEGAL EXPRESSION OF THIS NAME FULFILLMENT, OF HELPING OR HAVING MEN AND WOMEN, GET ALONG . . . EASES MY SOUL! AT THE CORE OF WHO I AM, AND POSSIBLY, THE REASON, THIS FRAUD BROAD, FAKE BOOBS, TAKING MY PLACE, SUCH LOWER LEVEL WOMEN, BEING THROWN IN MY FACE, BOTHERS ME, BEYOND, POSSIBLY WHAT, SAY, A MARY, WOULD FEEL! LOL! PSYCHOLOGY, CRIMINOLOGY, SOCIOPATHS, PSYCHOPATHS, PSYCHOANALYSIS, ALL OF THESE THINGS, AND STUDIES FASCINATE ME . . . WITH ABUSE OF WOMEN, IN PARTICULARLY, BOTHERSOME, PROBABLY, BECAUSE, SOCIETY HAS PUT THEM, WOMEN, LIKE MY NAME, BEHIND MEN, AND THAT DOES NOT WORK FOR ME! GIVE NAMES A GOOD THOUGHT, GET A BABY NAMING BOOK, GIVE YOUR CHILD, THE BEST SHOT, NAME, AND CHANCE TO SUCCEED. ANOTHER THING I REMEMBER, IS THAT, PLAIN, MALE NAMES, LIKE, MARK, JOHN, LUKE . . . OLD BIBLE NAMES, LOL! SEEM TO DO BETTER IN SCHOOL! STAY AWAY FROM BIZARRE SPELLINGS, AND NAMES, MOON ZAPPA, AH, NO! BE CREATIVE, USE CUSTOMS, TRADITIONS, FAMILY NAMES, IF THE PERSON, WAS A WORTHY PERSON, AND AVOID, FAMILY NAMES, THAT HAVE TONS OF SKELETONS IN THE CLOSETS, YOU DON'T KNOW, WHAT DEEP, PSYCHOLOGICAL ISSUES, YOU ARE PUTTING IN THE SUBCONSCIENCE OF YOUR CHILD'S MINDS, TO SURFACE, YEARS LATER! MY DAUGHTER, GRETA, AND HUSBAND, DALLAS, SPENT TONS OF TIME, WROTE UP, THEIR THOUGHTS ON EACH CHILD'S NAME, LOOKED AT CUSTOM, GEOGRAPHICAL ROOTS, AND HERITAGE, COMING UP WITH KAEL, TRISTAN, AND THAD . . . THADDEUS WOLFE HYLAND, SOUNDS LIKE A FUTURE, U.S. SUPREME COURT JUSTICE! AND HE ARGUES ABOUT EVERYTHING, VERY CALMLY AND RATIONALLY! LOL! AND HE IS JUST TURNING 7, NOVEMBER 14, AND GRANDMA, IS COMING TO UTAH FOR HIS BIRTHDAY AND THANKSGIVING! OVER THE RIVER AND THROUGH THE SNOW, TO THADDEUS HOUSE I GO! LOL! THAT IS ONE LITTLE BOY, WHO, PREFERS GRANDMA'S SOFT WATERBED BODY, TO MOM'S VERY THIN, ATHLETIC, BONY BODY, TO CUDDLE UP ON, AND WATCH VIDEOS! LOL! BONDING MOMENTS WITH THAT LITTLE BOY! FROM AS EARLY AS HE COULD WALK, HE, WOULD COME OVER ON FAMILY VIDEO NIGHTS, FIRST TRY TO CUDDLE WITH MOM, AND THEN SILENTLY, SO SHE DIDN'T NOTICE, COME OVER TO GRANDMA, MUCH SOFTER, LIFT UP THE COVERS, AND SNUGGLE UP, TIL HE FELL ASLEEP! I LOVE MY GRANDMOTHER'S AND GRANDFATHER'S ATTITUDES ABOUT WEIGHT . . . GRANDMA, WHO WAS ADORED BY ALL, SAID, "WE JUST PLANNED ON GETTING FAT!" LOL! PART OF BEING A GRANDMA! MY GRANDFATHER'S COMMENTS, ON MY YOUNGER YEARS, RUNNING FETISH, SAID, "WHO WANTS TO CLIMB IN BED WITH A BAG OF BONES?! LOL! DITTO! THAT WAS 30 YEARS AGO, THIS IS NOW! LOL! GOOD APPROACH TO AGING, AND THEY ALL LIVED INTO THEIR MID-NINETIES! NICE . . . AND, BEFORE I FORGET, IF YOUR NAME IS "WAYNE" AND YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR LEGAL NAME, NOT HARD, LOOK UP STATE COURT FORMS ONLINE, AND THERE SHOULD BE EASY TO FILL OUT, FORMS, YOU CAN SUBMIT WITHOUT AN ATTORNEY, MANY JUDGES READ THIS BLOG, AND IF YOU TELL THEM THE ASSOCIATION WITH SERIAL KILLERS AND MURDERERS, THEY WILL GLADLY GRANT YOUR WISH OF A DIFFERENT NAME, AND IF NOT, BLAME THEM! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

SIMPLE MAN

This was the first song, I heard, when I put my radio, on . . . and every time, I heard it, generally, when I am on a walking trail, or somewhere without a convenient place to write, I wished, I could convey, that message, to people, men, after dealing with, such a fucked up mess, for the last, 15 years, and mostly, either because of the lust for money, deviant, female fantasies, that are not founded, nor supported in reality, and never can be, and with minds, complicated enough to commit serial killings without being detected for years, and dealing with people, who are overly ambitious, complicated, demented, deranged, deviant, psychopathic liars, sociopaths and psychopaths, in agencies, filled with similarly thinking people, who are predatory in nature, void of conscience, know, no right or wrong, prey on the vulnerable and the weak, and their targets, are not in that class of people, they manipulate, devise, create, control, and cover, the plain and simple facts, to make, things as complicated, as possible, to go undetected, and unnoticed, getting a way, with murder, and millions, in the process!  I am appreciating the simple man, more and more, thanks, for just being men!

I thought, that I would take the wisdom of this song, not only for my own sons, who were raised to be simple men, smart, but with a simple lifestyle, and take the words of the writer, Lynard Synard, if he is the author, and steal, with credit, the words of his mother, or of the writer of the song's mother!  The lyrics, that I finally, just looked up, on YouTube, were not in a form to cut and paste, so I wrote them down, law school, note taking style, probably missing, many of the words, but the meaning will be conveyed, not only to my own children, sons, and son-in-laws, but for any of my readers, who find, an interest in the title, and who venture in to the juicy details of the longer, blog.  Words of Wisdom, for the ages of man/woman:

Mama told me, when I was young . . . sit beside me, my only son.  Listen closely to what I say, this will help you, some, some day.  Oh, take you time, don't move too fast . . . Troubles will come, and they will pass.  Find a woman, and you'll find love.  Don't forget, there is someone, up above.  Baby, be a simple kind of man.  Oh, I want you to do this if you can.  Forget your lust for rich man's gold . . . all you need is in your soul.  All I want for you it to be satisfied, be a simple kind of man or be something, you can understand.  Oh, won't you do this, if you can, son, if you can . . . follow your heart and nothing else.  Oh, won't you do this for me son, if you can.

I also, found, it interesting, that the background pictures, behind the lyrics, were of mountains, streams, grassy meadows, and the sky and pines, Montana, looking landscapes, and I truly, believe, that, there is peace, sanity, sanctity, and grounding, that takes place in nature, gets men and women, children, away from life's worries and troubles, that as the song, states, will come and go . . . this too, shall pass . . . take life slow, it too shall pass.  It is strange, that, no other birthday, has affected me more than the 60th.  I have breezed right passed, the 30, 40, 50th, and then the 60th, kind of hit me, like, I am on the downhill side of life, and that has been a sobering thought.

I don't feel 60, can pass for 35, but the bold reality, is, that, life moves on.  They say, the first part of your life, you look forward, and the last you look backward.  I have bucked, tradition, history, and even reality, retaining that old, high school, invincibility, much longer than most, which has worked to my advantage, and perhaps, my disadvantage.  But, I am grateful, that, my daughter, Greta, put the breaks on law school, for the second year in a row, that, while turning 40 this, year, I have often told her, life is long, you don't need to cram, kids, school, work, family life, husband, in a few years, spread it out!  Slow down, and she did . . . but, in true fashion, of her genetic make-up and DNA, she is bored after just a week or so, back from wild land firefighting and she is trying to write and get inspired to do something with her time, now that all the kids are back in school!  LOL!  I feel your pain, your struggles, and your dilemma!  LOL!  That's my girl, and she is amazing! to say the least!

Trail of Evidence

A county sheriff, just came through McDonald's, acting like he was a Grizzly Security, guy, even going back to get the cash, perhaps, so he could validate and verify, who the blog writer is--me, or lie about, who is here, favoring the cop chicks, covering their asses, who are pretending to be me, but, it is me, hanging out, here at McD's, about 3 to 4 days a week, having breakfast, breakfast desert, and a continual stream of Diet Coke, so if I do end up dead, probably at the hands of cops, it will take my body, 3X longer than the normal person, who drinks, coffee, or other drinks, to look like shit, with the average body, rotting, in just three days, and with sun, faster!  LOL!  I see that as a good thing, not a negative, vanity, vanity, vanity, even in death!  LOL!  I am always shocked, that the person, has only been dead, say three days, and they are already a mess and sometimes, cops can't even determine, even the sex of the person, cadaver!  What is up with that, I don't want flies or their larva on me, the way the cops determined the time of death, in a case, I watched this morning, so I am taking false preservatives, found in Diet Coke, so that, I have heard, it takes up to 10 days, for someone like me to start into a decomposed state, or a delayed, start of rot or rigamortis! LOL!  At least, I will look better to the cops, dead, for longer, that my rival, Joannnnnnnssssss! this JoAnn, will look, the same in death as in life, at least for about, two weeks, and I would say, longer, than, even most, DC drinkers!  LOL!

Pissed of Cops?  Perhaps . . . Kicking the Chair I Was On, Then Pushing Table, in a Pissed Off Way?  Strange Behavior, Strange Dream!

It is almost, like I am in some competition, with, cops, them numbering in the hundreds of thousands, given all the levels, and flavors, against, little old me, but my blog, does even the score a bit, and they hate it, and they love it, sometimes love, don't feel like it should . . . make it hurt so good!  LOL!  The more the cops, hate me, the more fun it is for me to write about them!  And I am sure, they hate, me getting into their arena, of crime, writing about it, and helping them, solve crimes!  LOL!  I guess the tables have turned, and the intimidated, has become the intimidator! and I love it.  Remember, boyz and girlz, I started MY legal career, as staff attorney, for the Utah Prosecution Council, Criminal Enforcement Division, in the Utah Attorney Generals Office with an office over looking the Salt Lake Valley, in UTAH!  I know this shit! I trained cops and prosecutors, throwing in judges, social workers, doctors and others in the area of domestic violence and sexual assault!  YOUR BITCHES, were flight attendants, biologists, history and English teachers, average ambulance chasing attorney, or below average, but connected, criminal defense attorneys, all turned ME!  I know this shit, can be of help, to you and your rank and file, they can not!  Or they are limited to what they watched on TV . . . you my want them, but YOU NEED ME!  Sorry, Charlies Angels have their limits, I have Unlimited Tools at my finger tips . . . you can bit the BULLET, deal with it, or you can, shove my foot, mouth, blog, training, education, experience, former jobs, up your sorry asses!

Last night, I had dinner at Taco Johns, and for a while, I watched the news, and Sandra Bullock, a way prettier, Shelley, sign, or look, sort of in a long shot sort of way, look-alike, about 20 years ago, maybe? was on, promoting her new movie, Our Brand in Crisis! and from what I could tell from the interview, but no sound, was, it is based, in Washington, D.C., and there is some election in Chile, that is going on, and this suspense thriller, has something to do with government, intrigue, and with our government, agents, trying to influence, the elections in Chile!  I am sure, you want to envision, Shelley this way, dark haired beauty, and hazel eyes, but the last time I saw her, she didn't look like this, and never has, but keep up the image, of the hot chicks, NOT!  But, her brand, cop brand, is in fact, IN CRISIS! they are all, pretty little liars, which doesn't seem to bother, law enforcement much, like stealing identity, attempted homicide, poisoning, theft of billions of dollars, cases, blogs, legislation, water compacts, and everything, these fucking, PSYCHOPATHS, including MURDER, did to pull this stunt off, is not a CRIME?

One of the Undercover, Pissy, Cops, Who Was Sitting With the Cop, Who Kicked the Chair and the Tables, Just Came into McDonald's!

They are so concerned about the cover-up, and seem to have little concern for the truth, the evidence, the proof, and the crimes!  What a bunch of dozers!  Good God?  There is so much, more than proof, that the evidence is OVERWHELMING, but they, SEE NO EVIL?  Okay, there are a few things, that I want to give, a good cop, if there is one, remember, one bad apple can spoil the whole bunch, and this seems to be the trend, along with killing your wives!  But, don't let this little, former assistant attorney general, fuck with you stupid fucked up minds!  Your Utah idols, are sociopaths and psychopaths, serial killers and murderers . . . that should bother you?  And if it doesn't, you should get your sorry ass, out of law enforcement!  This is not a beauty pageant, with the swimsuit, competition, nor it is who is best in bed, or who you prefer to kick your sorry asses, this is about, real crime, real time, and real killers!  GET IT? Got it, GO SOLVE THE CRIMES . . . I am here to help!  The winner of this alleged, competition, that I have been in, unwillingly, is not about pussy, not about hot ass, not about boobs, not about your fucking cocks, and getting them titillated and stroked, it is about, the LAW, for god sake and these fuckers have broken the law!

Okay, so the cop, sitting behind me, probably, as cops, go, a famous asshole, with a tempter to match, so bad, I hate even dealing with him, a civil rights suit, waiting to happen, just came through the doors, he immediately went up to the front counter, to tell the help, that he is having a meeting, and not to worry?  Like they give a rat's ass, about who is here, and what the fuck they talk about.  I would guess from his positioning, he is trying to intimidate me, never waved, or said hi, with his pretend, sickening sweetness of the last few days, at the Poverello Center . . . his bull shit attitudes, anger, hostility, and whatever, cops shit, gives him away.  Check out surveillance, local cops, may not know him, or recognize him, could be a fed, or brought in from another jurisdiction, and I am two tables or booths ahead of him, without looking back, because, I hate this motherfucker, so bad, I can't stand looking at him, even when he is trying to make, conversation, which is always, negative, to say the least, or bitching and moaning about this or that, about this person, or that person!  YUCK the FUCK!

Anyway, he and the other, piss head, cop, were sitting, at a table in the dining area, and I was, tired and generally, like to sit by myself, and so, I found a chair, that was in a corner, between the dining area and the front desk, where the restrooms and the drinking fountains are, had some grapefruit juice and a tangerine, getting up the gumption to head down the road to McDonald's, the clean, well, lighted place, I like to write my blog, where I know the staff and it is always, fun to come say hi!  So, I noticed this, new guy, and I liked his shirt, probably why, I noticed him . . . I love the fire symbolism, and on the back of his brown, or rust/brown, shirt, looked new, he had a black, circle with fire, coming out from the perimeters of the circle, and on the front, he had a Harley, motorcycle, and a blonde bombshell, in a red bathing suit, laying at the base of the motorcycle, looking more like a door mat, for the biker to step off of.  At first, it made me think of James Kennedy, and the way, Rachel, would probably, act, letting him, walk all over her, given the
stories that Kennedy, tried to impress me with of bikers tough guys, abusing their wives, biker bitches and motorcycle mamas, not cool!  And, I let him, know it, in no, uncertain terms!

Mormon, Utah, Cop, Sting Op Avoided!  I'm Back, Not At McDonald's But, Good Food Store, LOVE IT!  Good Food!  Healthy Food!

Okay, where was I, before, I was so rudely, surrounded by cops, robbers, undercover feds, and had to pack up my computer, shit, and leave!  Scream, there is nothing, I hate more, almost, than being interrupted, while I am writing my BLOG!  But, having some, Mormon WAGON MAFIA, sting op and fake arrest, under the guise of actual cops, would piss me off even more!  LOL!  So, for the millionth time in the last 4 or more years, I see them, all line up . . . the cop, I can't stand from the Pov., formerly the sheriff, pretending to be a Grizzly Security guard, like, I can't notice the difference between your patch and the security patch, I have looked at for the last three years, and your's of course, caught my eye!, then this Jap chick, who no more looks like up line, Mac and Cheese, or McD's, management, but has shown up, on several occasions, dressed to the 9's, acting like a Ronald McDonald big shot!  LOL!  She looks, more, OSS, big shot, government shit, big shot, not your normal Asian, let alone, McD's!  Although, the chick who always, talks to me, who showed up, about the time, I planted my ass back in Missoula, after a week, hiatus in Kalispell, with all the Annie/Phone drama, finally got her theft, sorted out and fixed, did, the other day, dismiss the Jap as someone she had known from her younger years, when her sister used to work at McD's . . . or rather, she is telling cops and investigators, that, I am, my sis, protecting the lying hag ass fuckin' bitch!  That is much more like it, as with the fuckin' bought and paid for sheriff, on MY MONEY, nonetheless, Shelley, the psychopathic bitch from hell, did work hard for MY MONEY, to distribute to you FOOLS!

So, while expecting the kicking, table punching and chair kicking, dip shit, cop, who was hanging with the bald fuck, I mentioned up above, yeah the one, who acted much, like his heroes, temper tantrum Al, Frank, aka, Allan, aka, AB or Absolute Bastard, whom I had to teach, much like a misbehaving two year old, who was more mature, who I would not put up with that shit, and kicked his ass out of my truck, on more than one occasion, 15 miles from civilization, and every time he misbehaved, threatened his ass, back on the road, until, he got used to and conditioned, that mama, wife, is not going to put up with baby shit, from a 63, allegedly, old man, or baby?  This guy, was much of that ilk, cop, temper tantrums!  And you wonder why the cops, preserve, protect and defend the fake chicks . . . this mama, don't dig assholes!  LOL!  So, bald ass, kept acting nervous, going in and out of the bathroom . . . yes, I have been known to leave, like a ghost, and it is Halloween, so even more of a chance, and I have left, several times, on this fuck, both at the Poverello Center, where I am staying, for new readers, and also, have ditched out on him and another ass, Larry, whom got all defensive as if he had first hand knowledge, to the CIA, initiation, getting butt fucked by you up line!  LOL!  Not my kind of guys, try Rach and the girlz, Shelley, she'll take it in the ass, that is why she gets to be ME!  LOL!

So, the next thing, I notice, is, some suit, very out of place, on a Saturday, in McD's with all the moms, dads and kids, looking more, like he just got out of a Mormon conference weekend, priesthood meeting, with my fucking father!  LOL!  I guess I didn't notice . . . shhhhh shhhhh, Mormons, are going to be the only ones in Heaven, so shhhhh, shhh, don't let them know the rest of us, heathens are here!  LOL!  So, Jap bitch, checks one more time, counter help, comes back, acting, like she is tired, for the 10th time in one, morning, and bald ass cop, finally, while still on pins and needles, sees his other, undercover cop, making up the sting op crew, and about that time, I smile, and throw the play book off, and unplug my computer, and hit the road, looking them all in the dirty ass, eyes, letting them know, I can read you like a book, like Shelley the book worm, the alleged, smart one?  LOL!  Four years trying to catch me . . . the liars, modeled after the movie and book, Catch Me if You CAN . . . but, they can't catch ME!  LOL!

Mo Shit, Symbolism and Dreams . . . That All the Bitch Squad Scoffed at Twenty Years Ago, When I Went to Law School, Now, Jealous as Hell, so Envious, They All Want To Not Only Be Attorneys, but Dream of Being ME!  LOL!

I walk out, and look for the next Internet connection, and start toward Del Taco, that I have not only crashed at, on the run at night, fighting to get a blog out, after tons of similar sting ops, but, the place is closed!  I did, however, notice the license plate on the white, SUV or truck, in the parking lot, it said, LSTMRDR . . . Or LAST MURDER, the phonetic interpretation of this word.  And, I thought, disgusted as usual, that the revelation that both, Brett Todd Stewart and Frank, Interpol or Texas Ranger, are both serial killers, in their past lives, would be met with a reprimand, and slap on the hand, saying, now, not more murders, bad boys, this is your last murder!  While, I, being victimized by serial killers, still using cops, Mo fucks, missionaries, FBI, CIA, NSA, and others, am relentlessly tracked, stalked, plotted against, with murderous intent, and, LAW ENFORCEMENT is on the two serial killers sides, because, they too, the cops, are psychopaths, and like the documentary said . . . the psychos are winning, and so it appears!  But, to reaffirm my Intel, from God, there was a sticker, on the other car in the parking lot, that said, GULL SKI . . . seagals are the Utah state bird, they saved the Mo's from total destruction, by the Mo locus or grasshoppers who threatened the very survival of the early settlers . . . indicating to me, that since, SKI, one of my signs for Brett, since he is a big time skier, is obviously, SKI, that is the get out of jail, serial killer card!  

The other day, on a true crime, which everything done to me, is . . . there was a name that caught my attention . . . PAWLOSKI . . . Pa Love Ski!  And, I am sure the old fucker does, Shelley alone could not pull this bull shit off, but with Brett's energy, bringing Kay Baby on board, and all the undercover cops, adding the FBI, CIA, and other MO FUCKS, like the NSA, Brett, probably doubling as a MO BISHOP, while doing his serial killing, would be right up, my serial killer, father's line!  But in rapid, fire, signs and symbols, vehicles with Utah license plates, went by, out of state cops, so the local cops, other than the Mo contingency, like the sheriff this morning, probably under orders to leave me the fuck alone, at this point, but, in Moland, there is no separation of church and state, it is all one and the same, being the root of the problem!  But, a yellow Avenger or Dodge Turbo, whatever, the cops, all drive now . . . they have branched out, a bit, but a yellow car, with black strips, symbolic of cop hell! and it should be, allegedly law enforcement, going after the victim of this shit, and helping further the CRIMINALS . . . they know god-damned well, I am at the POVERELLO CENTER!  They know, I hang out at McD's, and that, is why their fucker, when I got up, not earlier, in an obvious act of aggression and anger, violently, threw the chair I had been sitting on, just seconds after I got off of it, and threw it into the center of the floor, to my shock, and then, took the cart that the tables were on, and kicked and pushed them as far as his, stupid, scrawny arms, didn't seem strong enough to do much damage to!  LOL!

I think, these fuckin' boyz, are finding out, as Kennedy is, they have been DUPED, by a bunch of, not even pretty little liars, JUST LIARS!  LOL!  And I FUCKING LOVE IT!  Rachel's oversized tits, to not mean a bigger brain, or even traces of a brain at all, or she would have been to smart to have tried to pull this shit off, even though, it was 1 against thousands, Shelley is a DUMB ASS BITCHIN' WHORE!  Good God, do you seriously think for one second, any divine entity, would aid and abet a LIE?  What church were you raised in, the MORMON CHURCH?  MUST HAVE BEEN . . . fuckin' wipe there asses off the face of the planet for this shit!  SIMPLY AMAZING . . . and the problem, when 70% of the United States Alleged, Intelligence or Counter-Intelligence Community is made up of one religion, only representing, fucking 1% of the American population?  We have a representative form of government, get a fucking clue . . . 

Symbolism is Even Deep in Hollywood, The Typical Brunette, Bullock, Same Name as Governor Bullock, Is Blonde in the Movie, "Our Brand is in Crisis!"

Yeah, the smart chick, contrary to popular belief, or unpopular belief in this case, is blonde, like me, because I am the attorney, little Ms. Bullock, the brunette, is the fucking, god-damned ACTRESS, you've been DUPED, MONTANA!  Just tell the Mo hit squad, the cops, the feds, Montana is full, but I heard North Dakota is a nice place!  I am sure, if I had gone to N.D. they would have followed me, or followed me everywhere . . . fuck, it was worth a BILLION DOLLARS!  Go figure dumb asses, sorry all semblance of civility, is gone after this BULL SHIT, and all the BULLOCKS of the world, bought the BULLOCK actress the brunette, as the smart chick, not the BLONDE SMART ONE, and I am not talking the one, prostrated, on the floor, at the foot of a biker, dude, being a door mat, but she does have a SON NAMED, MAT!  Symbolic names!  My sons are Christian and Elliot . . . as in, yeah, bands, Parallax, God's Revolver, Maraloka, THE DITCH AND THE DELTA, and WORST FRIENDS . . . Kay? Barbara? Debbie? Jan? Janis Vause . . . jealousy, jealousy, envy, envy, naughty, naughty, should have gone to school, when I tried to get you there, Janis . . . I have done everything and more than Mike, professor at 3 universities, attorney, business owner, and going from small claims to the U.S. Fucking, Supreme Court!  DIG IT, you lying HAGS!

GIRL IN A BOX . . . True Crime Show

So, when I got to Good Food Store, here on bus 2 route, after the aborted sting op at McDonald's, I got a very healthy, yummy salad, and while I was eating, I did what I normally, do, not waste time or brain power, and turned on whatever, was recommended to me, through, YouTube, and this show came up, about, serial killers, totally on topic, with the cover-up and hand slapping of two, if not many, more serial killers, including my father, who may not have actually pulled the trigger, but ordered the hits, many of which, have been directed at me, but, dad, remember, only the righteous shall prosper . . . and soon, I will get my money back and your ass at 85, will be getting butt fucked, maybe by Brett, in prison!  I remember, Brett taking me to some guys, house, a gay guy, nothing wrong, but one who wanted to go back to prison, because he liked getting butt fucked, cell mates?  So, birds of a feather fly together . . . you have all the gay, caballeros teaming on missions for two years, sleeping only with each other, and then going into the CIA and FBI, continuing those sexual experiences from their best two years?  I can connect the dots, can't you?

Basic Plot . . . True Case, Girl Held Hostage for 7 Years!

This husband and wife team, pick up a hitch hiker, who wants to get to Red Bluff, to visit a friend, for her birthday.  The teen, has made it over 300 miles, by the time the Hookers, the name of the couple, pick the girl up.  They take her to a back road, and pull out a knife, the guy, threatens to kill her, if she doesn't do everything he tells her to do, including, putting this wooden box, with a place for her head, and latches, to keep this monstrosity on her head.  They get back to the Hooker resident, and for the next 7 years, the husband, rapes, sexually molests, beats, tortures the victim, until, the wife, and her start, being allowed to go to church, and then, finally the victim, stands up to her abuser and leaves!  One of the ways, this girl is put under control, is through the abuse, fear of being sold into white slavery and signing a contract, that she will do whatever she is told, for fear, of being sold, on the open market, in an organization, called, ironically, enough, the Company . . . one of the terms used for the CIA!  Makes me wonder, if there is not a connection, same M.O., same types abuse of women, same objectification, and sexual torture, using, psychological tools of isolation, indoctrination, and humiliation, to keep their captives and victims under control.  I started to notice that Brett started to use this and other techniques on me, and, so, I left!

While I was watching this episode, as is the case, when God, wants me to recognize, that I was, in sort of the same, situation, in a way, I sneezed, several times, which is his way of indicating, pay attention, this is you . . . tis you, tis, you, and so, with interest, I noted, the story, and the characters, along with the names that were fucking telling as hell!  And in the sick trailer, that the girl was tortured in, there was an S on it, indicating, Secrist, and the girl, through, brain washing, torture, and time, came to suffer, from the Stockholm Syndrome that has been associated with hostage/captor situations, from Patty Hurst to kidnappers, even the Elizabeth Smart case, in Utah, where the 15 year old, was kidnapped, by a painter, who was working on the house, was kept, just miles from her home, seen in public all the time, and repeatedly raped, she never told anyone, or brought any attention to her captors, became part of their family, in a way, and thus was the case, here, and the jury, had to decide, if the girl was actually a willing participant, in this case, of coercion or consent?  

List of Real Players and Names, Very Interesting!

• kidnapped girl, Colleen Stan, this actually, had several levels of interest for me, I met James Kennedy, who could be, CIA, a bad one, though, or that is what I thought, he could not keep his story straight, how many kids, nor how many wives!  LOL!  But, Stan was one of the workers at the Butte Rescue Mission where I met Kennedy, so that has developed into a connection, that has become associated with James.  I wondered, if James was friend or foe, bounty hunter, or assassin? Or actually a Kennedy, just staying off the grid, which is understandable.  However, I have wondered, if he is a cop, was to set me up, like many other, men in the Company, or the CIA, being one of the pretty boys, like Brett, Phil, Allan or Frank, and was there to appear to be with me, then switch, me out for a double, or one of the fraud broads, like telling me to meet him in Durango, Colorado, but, I will give him credit, I got poisoned, could he have been the one who poisoned me, or was it the cook, Brett, jealous, because, someone, didn't want me to go to Durango, Kay's old state, and most likely a hang out, and so, a double, was sent, after I told Kennedy, I was not coming, then changed my mind, but after getting poisoned, actually went to Kalispell, where I thought I was going to die, for two weeks!  But, Col, one of my symbols for CIA, due to the fact, that I call my second daughter, Nicole, Cole for short, and then, Leen or lean, could indicate, Rachel, being thinner, and seemingly, the CIA, protected, preferred and allegedly, the mother of, the thin kids, MINE, rather than the reality of her fat boys, the mother of Matthew and Scott!  And in light of the Harley Davidson, bike shirt, with the blonde cartoon like character, with a red bathing suit on, laying down, as if a door mat, that is much more Rachel than ME, LOL, however, she is playing she is ME!
• husband and wife team, very interesting name, Cameron and Janice Hooker, which is interesting in light of the fact that, I took the MMPI a personality test, when I was still married to Richard Secrist, and I had the personality profile of a hooker, higher energy levels than the charts allowed, which might come in handy for a hooker, and but for my Mormon or religious beliefs, would be fucking everything that walked!  LOL!  Pretty much describes me.  And, interestingly enough, I have thought over, the fact, that Brett, might in deed, have been, or even said he was a serial killer, and there was plenty of evidence he was . . . thus, camera on husband, or former husband, Brett, who I have put the camera on, since watching all these killers, with one wife, actually being charged with her husband's crimes, after he shot himself or got shot by cops!  But, Janice, was a former victim of the husband's, also, tortured, raped and sexually assaulted, and later married and had a child by him, but also the one, who went to her pastor, and told him of the abuse, and in exchange for her immunity, she gave the cops, the full story!  Janice and Colleen the captive, after she was under the control of Cameron, who got 104 years for his crimes, even though, there were plenty of times, the teen could have left, but, after the years of abuse and control, she was psychologically a captive, regardless of chains, that had been removed, when Cameron thought the girl was under his control, the case was complicated by the fact that, the teen, had even written him, love letters, visited her family, and took loving pictures with her abuser . . . brain washed!  Oh, I think, one of the reasons, that I didn't feel threatened, was, unlike many other, women, picked up by guys, later to reject, the sexual advances, I thought I was going to die, and thought, hot guy, why the hell not, and had tons of sex, and was completely fine with staying out on the farm, and by the time, I left, I think, Brett was in love with me! And the power had shifted!  LOL!  I could not get enough sex, nothing kinking, weird, no whips and chains, he was the one begging for a reprieve, and broke the intimacy, by going back to an old girlfriend, men avoid intimacy through an affair, and women have affairs to get intimacy, when lacking from a partner!  Interesting dynamics at play here, a happy, 5 year old, in a woman's body, and digging sex, 24/7 . . . what was there to kill?  One thing I did want to mention, was that girls, could have disappeared, while I was with Brett, because, they were, psychopaths, don't need sleep, they are always on the prowl, and each night, before going to bed, Brett would give me a melatonin pill, to make me sleep better . . . normally, I sleep like a rock, my ex, said, someone could some in a rape me and I wouldn't even wake up!, so, knocking me out, on top of my already killer sleep, would have given Brett the night stalker, tons of time, to go out on the town!  Sorry, honey, wondered, but, surety, didn't come, until I started watching all these crime shows, and you and Kay Baby, have gone after me for YEARS!  Pay back is always a BITCH, LIKE SHE IS . . . I also, believe, that Kay, murdered her father, for financial reasons, strange almost admissions, guilt, and I believe she tried to knock off Lisa, to get more inheritance, poisoning her, much, like Shelley did me, and relishing in her rival, gaining weight . . . Kay was jealous of Lisa, not young, but later, when she was happily married, to her high school sweetheart, very active in the Mormon Church, two good sons, and I believe, she was a good mother and wife, housewife.  Body count, getting bigger and bigger, the more true crime shows I watch, putting two and two, together!
• Cameron, had Colleen, sign an Indentured Servant Agreement or Contract, with the Company . . . I believe, that, these dip shits, decided, that due to me efforts to stop asset forfeiture and doc fraud units, later, same units, different professions, financial planners, that, both me and my son, Elliot, became, slaves, indentured servants!  Under the Utah Constitution, there is NO slavery, no servitude, no indentured servants, and no debtor's prison!  Your fucking attitudes, belong, back before the CIVIL WAR . . . and they do, because, polygamy, along with slavery are the TWIN RELICS OF BARBARISM!  I should be fucking HONORED for upholding my OATH, YOU SIRS are INSECTS!  FUCK YOU!
• Cameron, or Brett, actually, lived with his mother, Donna Christiansen, dead or deceased husband's name was, Dee, live, on, I believe, 4th or 5th west, between 4th to 6th south, Logan, Utah . . . Brett and I, were not suppose to be living out, on the 23 acres, because the health or building inspectors, due to the lack of running water, said it was a health risk.  But, the farm, could serve as a love shack, for Brett, and he could claim, he lived with his mother.  Which, after I left, and Dee died, who didn't get along with Brett, nor did Brett get along with his father, nor his step-mother, and the farm, was a family dispute, with dad, putting it in his new wife's name, to keep it away from Donna, but, it was to be divided with the kids, with the exception of Brett!  I think.  The horse barn, turned straw bale house, Brett and I lived in, I believe is still there . . . and Deborah, is using it as a storage shed, but there may be evidence of blood, in cracks of the floor, or using that stuff you spray under black light lamps, and the scrubbed blood, shows up.  
• I think, that Brett, Shelley, Kay, my father, would say, that I let, them, through Brett, use my name, my resume, have access to son's music . . . nothing could be further from the truth! I left Brett, he was with Shelley and Kay, both who would be into kinky, sharing shit, and when I left, or Shelley threw me out, after Brett came over drunk, crying, telling me he loved me, trying to make love to me, with Shelley inches from us . . . Brett, was or has the crazy switch, I believe, that, very possible, if I had, rejected him, while out, early, I may have seen a very different, side of Brett!  Brett was a sexual predator, got fired for sexual harassment, showed signs of violence, throwing girlfriends furniture out of the second floor window in Salt Lake City, Utah . . . and he has relentlessly gone after me, for leaving him! using the other women, always, of course, the women who would hurt the most, sisters, friends, women, I know!
• Colleen Stan, was held captive for 7 years, and it had been about 7 years, since I left Brett . . . whom I never thought of, until, a year and a half later, at Valentine's Day.
• Just because I didn't file a lawsuit, against all of these people, was first, because, I was in denial, don't think like this, thought that law enforcement would get them, because it was not just a civil issue, but fucking CRIMINAL, with prison penalties!  And if I were to sue, I would have to file in UTAH, in the same, courts, with TED STEWART, the Wellsville spelling of the Stuart, family name, leaving me thinking, related to Brett, because, once his mother, made the statement, that Brett was born with a silver spoon in his mouth? rich grandparents!
• Christine McQuire, was the prosecutor, just in symbolic terms, Christine was the name of Shelley's closest cousin, so that symbolizes, Shelley, who, is trying desperately to be ME, to say, she was the staff attorney to the Utah Prosecution Council, blah, blah, blah . . . thus the cops, sheriff there to support, the cops, the feds, a billion reasons, plus JAIL, if she is discovered and all the rest will go down to, who knew, and without a doubt, 700 fucking blogs, show, she is a fraud, her life was filled with plastic surgery, bad relationships, babies out of wedlock, cabbage patch, shit jobs, warrants, bills, and escapism!  My was GREAT RESUME, wwe are as different as WHITEY BULGER, the Boston Mob Boss and his brother, the LAWYER, PROFESSOR AND UNIVERSITY PRESIDENT!  The Company, just tried to switch the tables, to minimize the damage and bring recognition to the FUCKING MO CHURCH, plus steal MY SON'S MUSIC, and give it to the real WHORE, SHELLEY, with Isaac as BRETT'S Son, the cad of Logan, would not have missed the WHORE OF LOGAN!  didn't after I left him, and he got with Shelley, a SECOND TIME!  Just like Sandra Bullock, is the actress, Shelley is the actress, the blonde Shelley is playing, is ME, the smart chick, Bullock is playing is BLONDE!
• Rolland Papendick . . . Roe Land, Pa Pen Dick, End!  I had the abortion, back in the first week of me being assigned or hired as the staff attorney for the Utah Prosecution Council, Criminal Enforcement Division, Utah AG's Office!  Shelley came to me, because he had a DEAD, BLACK AND WHITE RAT, symbolizing, cops, and ratting to them, which was the step, that got her, back with them, to help them turn on ME!  Roe v. Wade, 1973, I dig the freedom, of having the option and not afraid to exercise that right, as Shelley didn't do, Tyrone Southwick is her son, that along with Emily Hickey, and Tipper Nelson, the triplets, would have been, quads had I gone through with the baby!  If you want to know the rock bottom, truth of this, sting op, switch, is that, the abortion, that my family knew nothing about, for 7 fucking years, until Shelley, biologist, poisoned me!  Pa, or Dick's, lies, end, Shelley didn't write one fucking blog entry, never was an attorney, let alone ME, with the shit load of great jobs, honors and awards, but, I am sure, that Shelley got her job or inroads into the feds, using gaming, tricks, and daddy's ploys, to giver her credit, for getting his dick out of a sling with the SEC at the same time she cleared her OWN sorry ass name, and turned in DAVID YEMEN and ALAN WOLFSON!  Shelley is great and stealing, lying, acting, pretending, and for that, she wins as the WORLD'S BEST CRIMINAL, with the Sopranos, RICHES, and serial killers, her mind feeding for years!  World's best attorney, at least in the Southwick crew, being the only attorney of note, in this generation . . . Meg Shit, aka, Nicole, is a housewife with a law degree, worked as a nanny, so she could stay with George and Nicole!  Sarah and those twins, you know, Nicole, on the other hand, is an attorney, who is a housewife!  LOL!  She eats, sleeps and dreams politics, and if her husband, wasn't envious or afraid she might get noticed, and leave him, worried, other guys will see his beautiful secret, he keeps her home schooling her two children . . .  George's idea . . . turn about if fair play, ask Dallas!  LOL!
• this crime, ironically, again, happened in Red Bluff . . . my symbol for fame, power, fortune, energy, hot, is red, the color . . . Bluff, Shelley, Rachel, Sue, Tiff, Marcie, Kelly, Kay, Annie, are all pretending to be RED HOT, or the hot ass writer, attorney, and now crime writer, JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., but, they are a BLUFF!  LOL, a creation of big Al or AB, or FRANK! Interpol, that should give you a clue, serial killer extraordinaire!
• Al Shamblin . . . Allan or Al is a SHAM, burn his ass, he is Lyin'
• Debbie King . . . juror, symbolically, not the attorney, she is nothing more than a member of the public, probably married to either FRANK or Jack the Ripper, Strode KING!  All old retired fuckers, I rejected, all who said if I was with them, they would protect me from cops, either MAFIA or RETIRED AND EXTREMELY DANGEROUS!
• Greg Lefevre . . . TV Reporter, Greg Erickson, attorney, boyfriend, liar to cover, Kay's fuckin' ass, former partner, in shitty law!
• Donald Lundy . . . Don, Shelley's first husband, Lund . . . stands for Lund Mortuary, Y, You . . . Anderson, fraud, Shelley, Isaac, Don, all frauds, are in the MORGUE! or DEAD!

THE END