Monday, November 2, 2015

ANGEL FOOD--I LOVE YOU! JAM STAN. THE AMAZING HISTORY OF CRIME DOCUMENTARY . . . COUPLES WHO KILL! FIRST, I WANT TO NOTE, THAT THE NSA TRIED TO BLOCK ALL ACCESS TO "MY" BLOG THIS MORNING, THAT MORMON RUN AGENCY WITH 30,000 CYBER SPIES IN UTAH, WATCHING THE WHOLE WESTERN UNITED STATES, PROTECTING SERIAL KILLERS AND KILLER COUPLES, WITHIN THE RANKS AND FILE OF THE 70% MORMON CONTINGENCY, WITHIN THE AGENCIES, WITH CIA, RUNNING HIGHER, DUE TO MORMON LANGUAGE SKILLS GAINED ON MO MISSIONS AROUND THE WORLD! BRETT TODD STEWART PROTECTING, MAKING IT LOOK LIKE I AM SHELLEY, DONNA HIGGINS, HERE IN MISSOULA, NO, I AM, THE ONE AND ONLY, JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., SITTING HERE AT THE BROADWAY MCDONALD'S, IN MISSOULA, MONTANA, BETTER KNOWN AS "GOD'S COUNTRY" NOT "MO SHIT COUNTRY, UTAH!" THANK GOD! THERE IS SOME SUPER INTELLIGENCE LAW HELP, SENDING ME THE MOST, SPOT ON, STRAIGHT UP, KILLER CASES, THAT GIVE ME THE OPPORTUNITY, TO EXPLAIN THE CRIMES COMMITTED AGAINST ME AND MY FAMILY, THROUGH EXAMPLE AND NAME RECOGNITION, IN THIS BIZARRE, GOD INTEL, METHOD, IT EVEN BLOWS MY MIND! LOL! AND THAT IS HARD TO DO! AND NO, I AM NOT RACHEL, WITH SIZE 44 DDD FAKE TITS! LOL! I WANTED TO SAY, FROM THE PROSECUTORIAL SIDE OF MY LIFE AND BRAIN, THAT, IF I WERE LAW ENFORCEMENT, IN NEVADA, VERY MORMON, COWBOY COUNTRY, I WOULD LOOK INTO THE MURDER OF STATE CONTROLLER OR TREASURER, KATHERINE AUGUSTIN . . . I BELIEVE, HAVING RELATED TOTALLY TO THIS WOMAN, THAT I WOULD GUESS, THAT, HER HUSBAND, WAS PAID BY THE GOOD OL' BOYS' CLUB, TO KILL HER, AND HE WOULD TAKE THE FALL AS THE ONLY ONE WITH ACCESS TO HER, A NURSE, AT THE TIME OF HER DEATH--POISON, BUT, IS HE STILL IN PRISON? AND DOES HE HAVE A BANK ACCOUNT SOMEWHERE, FOR KILLING HIS WIFE, WHOM HE WAS DIVORCING? PAID FOR THE HIT, SHORT PRISON TERM, OR BETTER A REVOLVING DOOR, WITH THE GOOD OL' BOYS, HOLDING THE KEYS! JUST A HUNCH, SIMILAR FACTS AND CIRCUMSTANCES! I JUST DIDN'T DIE BACK IN 2000, SO NO AUTOPSY TO CONFIRM MURDER ATTEMPT! I WAS THE LUCKY ONE! DISCUSSED KATHY'S CASE THIS MORNING AND AS I WALKED TO MCDONALD'S, A TRUCK, PASSED ME, THAT SAID, "NEXUS" . . . I THOUGHT, IS THAT A THREAT . . . NO, UNTIL IT PASSED ME AGAIN . . . "NEXUS" AND BELIEVE ME, I READ TRUCKS, SIGNS, LICENSE PLATES, AND NOTICED THAT THIS TRUCK IS ONE THAT I HAVE NOT SEEN, EVER, ON THE STREETS OF MISSOULA, NEVER! AND I SEE IT TWICE IN LESS THAT 5 MINUTES? BRETT, HUSBAND 3, KNOWS I READ SIGNS, GET MESSAGES, AND, HE, USED TO DRIVE A "GMC" SONOMA, MAROON, AND THERE IS AN ADD, FOR GMC TRUCKS, THAT COMES UP ON MY COMPUTER, WITH THE WORD, "PRECISION" WITH THE "C" RED AND LARGER THAN THE REST OF THE LETTERS . . . AFTER YESTERDAY'S INTEL, BRETT IS MORE LIKELY, CIA--MISSION TO SCOTLAND?, BUT CAME THROUGH CRIMINAL MEANS TO "THE COMPANY" AS DID KAY, PROBABLY SHELLEY, OR TO SOME MO, MAJORITY AGENCY IN WASHINGTON, D.C., AND SHOWING THEIR WORTH, GETTING THROUGH THE DOOR, ON MY NAME AND RESUME, THEY, THE CRIMINALS HAVE BECOME ASSETS FOR THE "COMPANY" IN GOING AFTER ME; THEREFORE, THEY HAVE BECOME THE ALLEGED VICTIMS AND PROTECTED, RATHER THAN THE CRIMINALS THEY ARE, TURNING THE TABLES, LIKE IN A RAPE CASE, MAKING ME THE AGGRESSOR AND THEM THE VICTIM! THEY ARE THE CRIMINALS . . . I WANTED TO WRITE TODAY, HAVING ALL CHANNELS BLOCKED, FOR NORMAL ENTRY INTO "MY BLOG" THAT IS WORTH A COOL MILLION TO 5 MILLION A DAY, TO THE THIEVES, SO, IT IS ME, BLOCKED, NOT THE THIEVES, TOTAL CRIMINAL AGENCIES, CIA AND FBI, WITH THE MINDSET, OF THE LIARS, "CATCH US IF YOU CAN" AND I WILL! THERE HAS TO BE, FUCKING ONE, HONEST AGENT? JUST ONE TO BLOW THEIR COVERS, TO LOOK AT ME IN THE SURVEILLANCE . . . I WILL GO OVER AND WAVE, THERE ARE TWO CAMERAS, I KNOW THE NSA CAN SEE INTO, AS WE SPEAK, PRISM PROGRAM, MIRACLE EARS . . . I WILL BE BACK! I WAVED, STUCK OUT MY TONGUE, FLIPPED YOU THE BIRD, AND DANCED! THAT SHOULD DO IT, WEARING AN ORANGE, POVERELLO FUND RAISING HAT WITH A FLY FISHING SCENE, THE ENVY OF STAFF AND RESIDENT ALIKE, I FOUND TWO OF THESE VERY NICE, BASEBALL CAPS, BRAND NEW, IN THE GARBAGE, ABOUT A YEAR AGO, RIGHT AFTER THE DECEMBER 17, 2014 OPENING--YEAH, I WROTE ABOUT IT, NOW EVERY ONE WANTS TO BUY ONE! LOL! NAH, SOMETHINGS ARE PRICELESS, PART OF MY PROOF, MY AMAZING HISTORY, LIVING MY ADVENTURE . . . SHELLEY, BRETT AND KAY ARE ALL READERS, I AM A DOER! NEVER MUCH OF A READER, WOULD RATHER LIVE LIFE, THAN VICARIOUSLY, LIVE THROUGH THE ADVENTURES OF OTHERS . . . THEY, PLAY IT SAFE, STEALING THEIR WAY TO BEING "ME" OR THROUGH THE HELP OF "MY" EX-HUSBAND, WHO WOULD NEVER SIGN DIVORCE PAPERS, THEREFORE, WE ARE STILL MARRIED! LOL! HE IS A BIGAMIST IF MARRIED TO 5'4" KAY! WHO MAY HAVE PLASTIC SURGERY--I AM PRETTIER BY FAR, ALWAYS WAS! AND I AM 5'7 1/2", SHELLEY, IF 5'9" TO 5'11" OR IS THAT RACHEL, THE TALL SISTERS, AS I SUE! LOL! ILLEGAL, BIGAMY/POLYGAMY, IN ALL 50 STATES! YOU SEE, KAY OR SHELLEY ARE THE POLICE DEPARTMENT QUEENS, USING ALL MY LIFE, CREDENTIALS, ROCK STAR SON, HIP HOP, RAP SON'S MUSIC, MY CASES, LEGISLATION, 5 STATEWIDE JOBS, THREE UNIVERSITY PROFESSOR POSITIONS AND MANUALS, NOW THE "COMPANY" AND THE "BUREAU" THINK, THE GIRLS HAVE EARNED THE RIGHT TO BE "ME!" LOL! DNA, DNA, DNA . . . THE FIRST THING, FUCKING "REAL COPS" DO TO PROVE IDENTITY, AND YOU HAVE FAILED TO DO THIS IN THE LAST 15 YEARS?! SERIOUSLY . . . INVOLVED IN THE LIES, THE BRIBES, THE MONEY, THE COVER-UP . . . AND THAT IS WHY, YOU, THROUGH THE NSA, TRIED TO STOP ME FROM MY OWN FUCKING BLOG ACCESS, YOU FUCKS! GO FIGURE, I DON'T HAVE FUCKING ACCESS, DUMB ASSES, ASK YOURSELF WHO DOES? MO FUCKS, NSA, MO FUCKS, CIA, MO FUCKS, FBI, MO FUCKS, PROTECTING THE GOD-DAMNED CRIMINALS! THE FAKES! THE LIARS! THE MOBSTERS! THE PSYCHOPATHS . . . NICE AS THEY SEEM, HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THEY FOOLED THE USEFUL IDIOTS? ALL A GAME TO THEM, AS IS MURDER, DUMB ASSES! SORRY, I AM FUCKING RAW!

Outrageous Notion to Be BAD!  Kay, Brett, Shelley, Allan or Frank!  Wanted "Outlaw" Status!

ROME POLICE DEPARTMENT, ALABAMA

I decided, unlike other mornings, I was not going to watch a true crime, episode, while eating, I already knew what I was going to write on, and didn't want to get easily, side tracked, like I do, venturing into another avenue of my blog, but as I opened my computer, this show, called, Deadly Women: Serial Killers, was on full volume, screaming for me to watch it.  At first, sometimes, doubting, a bit, thinking, this whole symbolism, and solving my case through other crime cases, is a bit bizarre, but, again, I was shocked at the names, starting with the first one, Tommy Brock, and old time readers, and maybe even the new readers will notice, the Brock name, as one of my plaintiffs in my $357 million securities case, that I took all the way to the United States Supreme Court, and so, that obviously, caught my attention, and made me think, that, client, Henry S. Brock, with both parents, being, informants for the FBI, as seen in the book written by his mother, Operation Housewife, with Hank and his wife, when learning of this secret, shortly after they were married, back about 40 years or so ago, said, I can or we can do that, making me think, Hank was FBI, however, I believe, Hank, also served a foreign mission, and I would guess with roots in Asia somewhere, making him, fodder for the CIA, and the emphasis, on those with foreign language skills, serving the international spy rings, rather than the national, FBI!  

Also, the name, Tommy, has CIA connections, due to my client, Tom Vail, who was the first, financial planner, from Nevada, to call me, thanking me personally for filing the Brock securities case, but later, after working nearly free, for a year and a half, just getting ready to settle, two demand letters, both for $10 million against the Las Vegas Review Journal, against Donald Trump, CNN and Fox News, attorneys, Colby Williams, and working with Josh a member of the Korlicki and Sandavol staff, Governor's Office in Nevada, on securities issues and insurance issues, in Nevada, Tom, after bugging the shit out of me, calling me 10 times a day, called me and mentioned that he was having lunch with an entity, with three letters, who might be able to help us with the case . . . which I didn't need and new the bribes and steal were coming . . . and I said, you are having lunch with the CIA . . . and sure enough, Tom the fucker, said he didn't have a contract, which is pure bull shit, and if not, having sent him a retainer agreement, which he said, GREAT, and then used my services, for a fucking year and a half, making it an IMPLIED CONTRACT, since Shelley, and dumb ass lame attorney Kay, would not know . . . law school flunky Kay, Shelley, NO ATTORNEY, that fact, that if you partake of the services, you have a contract, the old, milk delivery case, in contracts?  REMEMBER! sure you don't, Kay was kissing professors and Shelley never went to law school!  So, go figure, through a process of elimination, that leaves, ME!  LOL!

Okay, So, You Got My Attention God!  LOL!

COUPLES WITH PSYCHOPATHIC CHEMISTRY, CRIMINAL COUPLES!

Perhaps, even Brett, accompanied, Shelley or Kay, to seal the deal, steal the case, with Tom Vail, in Vegas or Henderson, . . . Shelley, would have met and gotten to know, Tom Vail, through coming and staying at my house, along with his wife, Linda, and would have total access to bribe, bring in on the inner circle, and take over the cases, with a guarantee of a payoff, to the couple who were not only in financial straights, but at the verge of divorce!  The hackers are freaking out, because, I got into MY blog, in spite of the Mo Clown Ship, trying to stop me through NSA headquarters in UTAH--hate criminal states!  Yuck! I need to give you a critical connection between, Kay and my father, Shelley and Kay were connected through, first, Tim Brown, Kay's first husband, then through Brett, who fucked, both Shelley and Kay, blood sisters in crime, sisters care, sisters share . . . this sister, would not  share and didn't CARE!  LOL!  Brett was not that hot--I was fucking dying! LOL! But, women who only had one or two boyfriends, in high school, would hang on to anyone they could get!  Even a serial killer, all the better for two psycho bitches, and now, serial killers themselves!  Both of Kay's high school boyfriends, dumped her ass, looking for better wives, and they must have, could read the future!  Shelley too!  LOL!  Sex is their weapon . . . I never have used it, never needed to use, still don't need to now, even, staying at a homeless shelter, not looking for POV LOVE!  Even if, half of them, are undercover feds and cops from Utah!

I needed to make a connection, not only for myself, but for the reader, especially, if they are decyphering the complexity and complications of this case . . . but, back, I believe, in around 1998 to 2000, when I was seeing, Greg Erickson, attorney, and one of the founders of Orbit Irrigation, worth a small fortune himself, but getting bored, never needed a man's money, either!  LOL, but, I believe this is the time, that Kay, who was working with Greg, and was the one, who lined us up, being conditional for Kay, working with Greg, he wanted me to go out with him, so for Kay I did!  But, Kay, who had been a housewife, with a few cases, one in California, where she met Greg on the plane, and deciding he was her ticket out, of Colorado and her marriage to David Buttars . . . Let me butter you UP!  

Anyway, Kay had been doing some, play or movie manuscripts, or books, she wanted to have made into movies, based on some of her cases, going to be a crime writer, only trouble was, she didn't do criminal law, and tort law is not that exciting.  But, Kay gave me a manuscript, but, as I said, I am not a reader, so, the story, just didn't grab my attention, so on one of my trips to St. George, to check on my renters and house, at Moon River Estates, an Ence development, I bought for an investment and to set up residency to run for Congress, in the new 4th Congressional District, that Utah should have had, 10 years earlier, but the missionaries were not counted in the census . . . they probably knew, back then, I would have won ANY office, I ran for!  Katherine Augustin of Utah! so they postponed it until they could get me under control!  But, I gave a script of Kay's to my father, to get her off my back, and he read it, and I gave him, Kay's phone number . . . a daughter who would adore him, and not threaten him, in exchange for one, who had defied him at age 3, when he beat the shit out of me, and I never cried, who was rocking the state and who might run for office!  Kay Baby ideas were born at that time, I believe . . .

Back to the Story Line In the Rome Serial Killers Couple, Judith and Alvin Neelley, And the Murder of Lisa Ann Milligan

So, this girl who was raised by her mother, after her father died, became withdrawn, anti-social, and was put in a youth detention center, after hooking up with one of her mother's lovers, Alvin Neelley, who loved Judith at first sight, as she did him.  Alvin was 11 years older than Judith, had been to prison, knew the ropes, probably would have remained a small time con man, bad checks, forgery, shop lifting, but, when he and Judith met, that turned into a chemistry that brought out, the psychopath, in Judith, the smarter of the two, while only being, I believe 16 at the time, but the combustible nature of the relationship, spiraled out of now where, creating a deadly couple, hell bent on being bad, with a baby on the way, they sought to avenge, what she used to amp up Alvin, saying that while she had been in the detention home for youth, she had been raped, molested, not only turn him on, but to make him jealous, and then the two went on a rampage, that crossed the lines in Alabama and going into  Tennessee, starting with a phone call to the Rome Police Department, telling the cops where they could find the body of 13 year old, Lisa Ann Mulligan, who had been sexually molested, raped, shot up with liquid drain killer, and had been tortured, with attempts to kill her, 7 times, now her lifeless body was up off the freeway.  The cops didn't believe the young woman on the call, at first, then she called again.  And if I remember, the couple, maybe in Tennessee, picked up two other people, a man and a woman, and they two became victims, the woman was killed and the guy, got shot in the back, but got away!

Finally, the couple got caught, Judith was originally charged and convicted to death.  And in true psychopath nature, she immediately said that her husband, her senior put her up to the crimes, and she was just a victim herself.  As the charges went back and forth and the two played off each other, with Judith getting cut a deal, to tell the whole story, implicating Alvin, who later, also avoided death, the crime writer, said, he firmly felt that, if both of these two were to be released, sometime in the future, a possibility, with Judith, being so young, and with a possible parole date of 49, he felt that, were to two to see each other again, they would share a wink and a smile, for gaming the system and being what they both wanted, to be BAD!  The forensic psychologists, felt that Alvin was just a lap dog, and Judith, the brains, the sinister one, and the one calling the shots, even though she was much younger.  They each had a car, communicated through CB's, he was Night Rider and she was, Lady Sundown!  

What originally, started out, as petty crimes, but getting away with it, turned into and escalated into much more serious crimes, from arson, to murder, spanning two states.  They saw themselves as outlaws, and they had a continual need to prove, their outlaw, bad guy and gal status to each other, and so the next act, led to the next act, and onto, more and more crimes, each topping the other crime!  Judith, would use the rouse of being a small town girl, in a new town, needing friends, and someone to just hang with.  She would get them, John and Janice into the car, and then, meet up with Alvin, and then the two would kill or try to kill them, making their reputations, more and more noted by authorities.  Judith or Judy, got off on watching, Alvin, rape and torture, 13 year old Lisa, while she watched, either because she got off on the violence, or because of self-hatred, envisioned, herself as being the woman, that was getting raped.

These were team killers, with Judith, the angry one, coming from a bad childhood, okay, until her father, died in a motorcycle accident, then her mother took up, trading sex for drugs, and to stay alive, with Judith, getting a eyeful, watching her mother play men, to get what she wanted.  I think it is interesting to note the view of a daughter, with a mother, like this, what is this saying, what is the impact, what is the daughter to think, what value can she put on herself.  As, I was watching this, actually two girls, that looked like Shelley's only daughter, Alexandra or Alex, who was very protective of Shelley, and came down to St. George, all the time, while I was off, practicing law, along with all Shelley's kids, who seemed to be, criminals in training, and literally sat by mother's side, all from different fathers, but bonded through, mother, with Alex, being very protective of her mother, Shelley, I keep, writing, Seth, which is symbolic of FBI, maybe Alex, is in the FBI, seems to be a family in, if you fucked with me, but, I remember, Alex, who get pregnant, at 15, defending, Shelley, and telling me that Shelley needed to be protected, because she was old!  She's 13 months older than me!  And I was taking care of at one time or another, at least 5 of Shelley's family members! with no help!  The Maughn family, is one of the most prominent, Mormon pioneer families in Wellsville and Logan, along with none other than the STEWART family, so Brett, Shelley, bringing in the heir apparent right, along with Isaac, getting a Miller Beef girl, pregnant, so royal Mo bloodlines in Logan, and surrounding areas!

I am sure, that there are tons of favors cut for the children of all the dirty players, kids, either as band members, rock stars, or putting them on the payrolls in the FBI!  I would check, and they are not, my kids, and Greta, Nicole, Chris and Elliot, are NOT, Shelley's, Kay Baby, or Brett's kids, nor Rachel and James Kennedy's kids, as the fucking dirty cop world, at the fed level, wants you to believe!  This is a Mo shit show, to protect and cover, the fakes, with total allegiance through, MORMON PIONEER HERITAGE!

Symbolic Names, Telling Stories in My Case!


  • for some reason, the name, Rome, became, connected to my mind, either because he thought he was a Romeo, or because, he wanted to conquer the world, like the Romans . . . like I said, God is smart enough to keep all this straight as am I, but the origins sometimes escape me, going back, 15 years, when I first got poisoned!  So the drama takes place in Rome City, and with the statement, all roads lead to Rome, I would say, that is correct, all roads lead to Romeo, or Brett!  The other day, when I was introducing the personality type, for a psychopath, I mentioned the Eskimos, who said they would got hunting and fishing to support the tribe, and they noticed, certain men, who stayed behind, and when they came back, all the women were pregnant, that would be Brett, but unlike the indigenous people, Brett wants to now, give back water rights and such, those natives, just took the psychopath, out from their numbers and killed them, which is probably what Mormons should do with Romeo, but he is fighting for POLYGAMY!  The weekend, that was the beginning for Brett and Kay, and the end of Me and Brett, Easter weekend, or rather three days prior to Easter weekend, as arranged by Brett and Kay, me, being the practical money person, I have always been, stating that we did not have money, for a hotel, in Salt Lake, and then Kay and Brett working out the details, he would allegedly stay with his gay, hair dresser friend, in Salt Lake City, while Kay and I had a girl's slumber party, turned, coed slumber party, with me asleep and Romeo sneaking up the back stairs to Juliet's room!  LOL . . . have each other, birds of a feather!  LOL!  But the psychopathic chemistry between the two, was written on the wall, and I was no one to stand in their way, telling Brett, if Kay was his girl, I WAS NOT!  But, Brett had to come up with a plan to make Kay Baby, Me, so Elliot's band, rising on the underground seen, could be HER's as mother and dad, giving Kay, as if he had the POWER to do this, all that WAS MINE!  Thinking I was out of sorts and would never notice . . . hell, I can recall every fucking second, perfectly, with those days as vivid in my mind, clear, as a bell for memory, noting with this calculating, methodical, precise, edge, every fucking statement, like the one, that, I stood back and took note, Kay, you can park your boat in my garage, anytime you want!  Brett would got ape shit, every time, I laughed and mentioned that statement, as my reason for leaving him or kicking him out of MY family reunion and like most psychopaths, he decided, that if I was leaving him, he was not only going to make Kay me, but take my children, and win over my family too, bumping me out and putting Kay in my place!  LOL!  I don't miss the fuckers, not one bit!  LOL!  NOR YOU, ROMEO!  LOL!
  • Elaine Snow, was a dispatcher or cop, whom I believe took the first call from Judith, the female serial killer.  I started to associate the word, Snow, with Kay, living in Jeremy Ranch and she was a skier, as was Brett, so was I, before I split my head open and broke my leg, back in 7th grade and then, the head in high school . . . VERIFY, medical records, dumb asses!  Younger sister, Susan Elaine Southwick Schmidt, is one of Kay's, anything to fuck me over, Shelley, Sue and Kay, have always been in my limelight!  Sue wanted to be an attorney, had all the money, time, nannies, but couldn't pull of even one class, while married with kids.  I on the other hand, went through 12 years of college, getting a degree, and here is another twist, Helen Southwick, my mother, got Sue a job as an English teacher at South Davis Junior High School, back in about 1976, which struck me as strange, because, Sue was a history major, but Southwick lies, go deep and getting each other jobs, is wide spread and deep . . . this is probably one of the connections, or cross overs, that the liars are claiming, was me or Sue was me, because, I was the English major, not SUE!  I taught, at Timpview High School, back in 1989, the year before I went to law school, because I had to repay or teach, for my Utah Teaching Scholarship, one of 4 scholarships I had, going through my undergrad!  I also taught at, Utah Valley College/University, before and after law school, starting my 3rd year, in the English Department, teaching argumentation and research, for about 5 years!  I am sure, that this is another, sister, cross, with Sue taking credit, because, Elliot and his band, were in action at that time, so this is the cover, for that period of my life and Sue, always wanted to go to law school, but didn't attempt, or lost interest, when, she was told she could come in as a legal assistant or secretary, then work her way up to a lawyer . . . closest cousin, Meg Southwick Nesbitt, didn't have trouble, she also was in law school, the same time, Kay was, and she was a prosecutor, in Weber County with Reed Richards, or had been working with him, and she was pissed, when I killed asset forfeiture, costing Reed the AG elections!
  • Thomas H. Cook, was an investigator in Rome City, but his name also is symbolic, Tom, CIA, connection, H, hell, Cook, I am cooking the asses of CIA agents, like Brett, Henry Brock, etc.!
  • Judith and Alvin Neelley, Shelley, aka, JoAnn/Joann and Allan Rex Bess or Frank, AB, love at first sight!  LOL!  I remember, Shelley (Judith or Judy, symbolized by Judy Daley, the witness for Allan Rex Bess, turned, against both me and Allan, her friend and his attorney, now, wife, for Shelley and Frank--bribed--Frank even told new Parowan Chief of Police, Kent Carpenter, Judy was his sister--Lina Bess had been dead since the 1980s, Allan believed murdered by her second husband, down in Texas!  Before, Frank's staged suicide, he and Judy would always have coffee, probably with Shelley, in MY house, the Bess home since the real Allan was 5, and he had turned, 61 by this time!  Shelley was my shadow, going from man to man, from Jerry Owens to Frank, Michael McClintoch, Jack King Stode/Ware, etc.--that is why, with these lying bastards ass dirty cops, you think she is ME! get SMART!  I am right here in McDonald's, at 1:32, not the alleged posting time of 9:21 Pacific! how many times to I have to tell you this shit?), sitting at my dining room table in my Parowan home, when Isaac and Shelley came crashing in, October of 2011, months after, I moved in, and married, the alleged, Allan, living in the Bess home, with Frank, pretending to be Allan.  Frank, had sworn off Parowan, was never coming back to this fucking town and county, with all the issues of the past, and them not letting him in his home, after being released from jail, until I called them, and blah, blah, blah. So, I was shocked, when Frank/Allan, whom I knew, was not Allan, by this time, all of the sudden showed up at the front door, having been up at the cabin, at Scoots Creek, since we got married, only coming down, for his meetings with Adult Probation and Parole, or for a doctor's visit for to handle bank issues, which the real Allan, paid, Christa Bess to handle!  But, I noted what happened, the second, Frank, walked through the door, Shelley bowed her head . . . submission, they already knew each other, I could tell, and there was something going on . . . a Brett and Shelley, Brett and Kay, now Shelley and Frank?  I was just taking mental notes and marking, territory and connections! actually just trying to figure out, what the fuck was going on, and I knew it had to do with Elliot's music!  And of course, baby Isaac was on the scene too! mommy's little helper, both in St. George and now, what the fuck are these dumb asses going to do here, now?  But, Shelley barely looked up, as I reacted in surprise that Frank, who refused to get a driver's license which, Allan, was dying to get back, and wanted the money for the 4 trucks I got rid of, rather than taking the trucks back, and now what, but Frank, was adept at transferring money, via phone, told me to get taps, set up at gas stations, and he like me chauffeuring him up and down the canyon, with a shit load of cases, in 5 fucking states!An error occurred while trying to save or publish your post. Please try again. Dismiss  I am having a war with GOOGLE and the NSA, giving Access to stop me from writing this blog, exposing all the fucking psychopaths, in the CIA, their murdering couples, serial killers and their fucking DIRTY ASSETS! Shelley and Frank, are and were a combustible criminal couple, right from the start!  They murdered, or rather, Shelley did, Allan Rex Bess, and her and Frank, dismembered him, burned him in the new furnace in the basement, cleanest basement I have ever seen, then, mixed cement, and plastered his body, around the window seal in the wood room with the cement shelf or retaining wall . . . isn't it fucking amazing that I know so much about, every case of MINE! about every CLIENT OF MINE, about, the houses that are MINE! and Shelley has to study, fucking my blogs, get fucking Google, with the aid of the NSA, CIA, FBI and all the fuckers, who so, desperately want it to be Shelley, that is JOANN, as they claim and defend, being psychopaths and serial killers . . . one bitter pill to swallow, duped by the very people, their agencies, should be tracking; therefore, they would rather continue the lies, than fix the record and go after the lying, thieving bastards and bitches!  There appeared to me, to be a real history, between Shelley and Frank and Isaac, mommy's little fucking helper, who was trained by KILLERS!
  • Lisa Ann Mulligan or Milligan, didn't catch the spelling.  Lisa is Kay's little sister, whom she was competitive with her whole life!  Ann or JoAnn, me, Shelley was competitive, but I never needed to compete, had her beat out of the shoot!  Mulligan, could be either, mule again, being either a carrier for drugs, maybe what I was framed for?  Milligan, possibly, being that Millcreek, where Kay's grandmother lived, right next to Mill Creek, in the canyon, next to Kay's grandma's house, on, Orchard Drive, symbolic of Kay, back to Kay . . . run of the mill attorney, not the stellar record, of me, JoAnn!  Kay is average as the day is long, and the significance is, that Lisa, was not even competing with Kay, when I believe, Kay poisoned her, maybe at the same time, she killed Bruce Jensen, opposing counsel, in her personal injury case, against the University of Utah, where Brett worked, and was later, fired, for sexually harassing women, surely he would have hit on Kay, and even prior to meeting me, with me being set up by Shelley, Brett and Kay, prior to all of this, happening, taking what Kay did to her sister, rival, Lisa, giving Shelley ideas, of how to get rid of me, working with the government, stealing my I.D. clear back, in late, 1999, actually, I remember, Marcie and Rachel, along with Jerry Owens, in a birthday, sting op, first, checking me into LDS Hospital Behavioral Health Unit, either agreeing to go as a volunteer or as involuntary and then they would have me arrested!  This was done, I believe, on my birthday, December 17, 1999, after originally, getting poisoned, as general counsel of the Utah Medical Association, earlier in the fall, about October, to take me out of the game, had not been successful at that time, worked with Leon Sorenson, Val Bateman, Mark Furtheringham, furthering ham or Kay Burningham, going way back, early on, when the I.D. switch was planned, what I did, not only at the state, with doctors, saving them was HOT shit! and I think, Leon and Val were jealous, as was Shelley, my father, etc., and possibly, cousin, Elizabeth Southwick, can't remember her husband's name, but he was an engineer, at Salt Lake City Corporation, during that time! but, I believe, that Liz and Scott were in Leon's Mormon stake, or ward, out in Farmington, when all this was going on!  I believe, if any members of Kay's family are dead, it is because, this is the mafia, Southwick, Bush, Mormon, Italian, all rolled into one!  Kay acted very bizarre, regarding her father's death, macabre, strange, surreal, and I would guess, he may have been killed for an inheritance, to keep Kay's law practice and lifestyle going, with her and Buttars having trouble!
  • Katherine Ramsland . . . professor of forensic psychology!  This has several connections, with the name, first, Katherine, is a lady, I called, Elvira, who tripped into the Poverello Center, just left, last Friday, and who reminded me so much of Shelley, not only in her fake boobs, sticking out as far as her ass, but in her long, jet-black hair, that is so, non-age appropriate!  All she allegedly wanted was a man, and she hooked up with, tons, who, would lie, and state that I was Shelley, and not JoAnn, being the contact person, to set up bribes and all that shit, but with my name on all records, me signing, it would be easy to prove, hand writing analysis, but, who is to say, that all those documents were changed, with several members of the staff, setting me, over and over again, or the last year, both at the new Pov and the Old Pov!  So, Shelley, Katherine, who, at first, liked me as they all do, and then, turns on me like a VIPER, happens over and over again.  I meet A, they bribe A, I meet B, they bribe B, I meet C, they bribe C!  As easy to prove as ABC, and it has worked for them!  Ramsland, in my symbolic dictionary, is symbolic of Parowan, because, the high school mascot, is the RAM! which, I originally tied to Allan, but kept it connected to Frank, being a fucking cop, who could use a ramming pole or rod to break in a house!  And, it is there, that you would have to go back to, to separate me and Shelley, because, she moved in with Frank, locking me out of the house, on one of my trips, back to Utah, after being in MONTANA! With Judy Daley, calling the cops, when I pulled up to the house, flashing my brights on and off, to wake Frank and SHELLEY!  LOL! . . . I hit the road, and headed back up to Montana, the only state I felt safe in! as bad as that sounds, it WAS, even with all the shit that has happened HERE!  As I have, started to write on crimes, forensics, criminology, psychological aspects, psychopaths and sociopaths, serial killers, I am sure that SHELLEY or Katherine, has MORPHED, into a crime writer . . . hell, she started watching true crime shows, when I didn't even know they existed, in fact, it was at her house, on 500 South, 327 or something like that, East, her second, address on that same street? that I learned about TV shows, like, 48 Hours, Cold Case, Forensic Files . . . I am sure this is much more down Shelley's line and comfortable than constitutional law or law!  She is a psychopath, is a serial killer, and back in the early days, before all this, she was reading every fucking serial killer book on the shelves, sometimes suggesting, books to me, like, American Psycho . . . very telling, since she is one!  The other day, I was watching crime shows, and I swear, there were all the girls's names, that were attorneys, like me, but, not attorneys, and now, they have all MORPHED INTO CRIME WRITERS . . . I saw, Sue, Kelle, Michelle--one of my names for her, seems like Rachel, Kay . . . some, middle or last names, as well, and I thought, who convenient, to steal the money, from the blog, that, they divide up my writing, on various subjects, Rachel gets the religious ones, Sue the history ones, with the constitutional backgrounds, Shelley, the securities, Kay the torts, Kelle or Kelly Ann, the criminal law explanations, Tiffany, whatever . . . Rebecca Baker, and three other last names, gets, the one's I write on Parowan, or Cedar City, Hurricane, or LeVerkin! since she lives there and is one of the gals, having done a shit load of work for her, letting her, use my writing, with her taking credit, often coming down from Montana, when I still had a car, to help her with this legal issue or that, but with her, working with the cops, ex-husband or claimed ex-husband, probably was a cop, or she may have been, but setting me up on several occasions!  Her father, worked for FEMA, Search and Rescue, and lived out, 17 miles outside of St. George, on a former, polygamist compound, with Rebecca being very much of that ilk too, home schooled, and isolated . . . smart, but naive!
  • Capt. Danny Smith, a cop, involved, in the case of Judith and Alvin Neelley.  Danny is the name of Kay's youngest son, by David Buttars, whom, I believe, lived with Dave, after Kay met Brett!  Smith is one of the names for Shelley, when her and Brett got together, Mr. and Mrs. Smith!  That show had just come out in the movies, and due to the surveillance out in Mr. Sterling, I figured, that Brett who was all about, 9/11, and Bush tactics, taking away rights of citizens, like searching people's trunks at the airports . . . the main reason I left him, knowing he had to either be connected with cops, a cop, or a fed, defending or making excuses for the surveillance pointed at our house, with 2,000 acres of farmland, and the neighbor's horses, up on the hill, not anywhere near, where the red laser beam was pointed, right at the road, and the house!  Me and the FBI Dating Game, guys, may, match up, on interests, passions, personality, but, we are light years apart on rights, the Constitution, and taking away rights, and we cannot be further apart on the scale from a totalitarian government, with not rights, and a free society with all rights!  That could also, indicate that Kay is a cop, or that Danny, now that he is growing up, the cheap shot way to a job, through MOMMY DEAREST, much like Shelley's kids, all probably involved in law enforcement of one level or another.  I remember being totally shocked, during this time, that Jesse, whom had run ins with the law, young, while living with Grandma and Grandpa Southwick, selling drugs, at South Davis Junior High, while he was a janitor, and later having a stand-off with the Sheriffs in Hyrum, while doped out on Prosac, Shelley's idea, allegedly dead, now, but I doubt it!  All nice cushy cop jobs, all on the take, like, the rest of the family . . . never earning, always getting something for FREE!
  • Janice Kay Chatman . . . fucking symbolic . . . this was a woman, who was picked up by Judith and Alvin, in MURFREESBORO! Tennessee! or Murder Free Borrow or hidden, borrowing under the ground!  Janice Vause is the name of my best friend, in Ogden Utah, where both Chris and Elliot were born, and where, Mike Vause, was both a student and faculty member, at Weber State College, then University, back in the early 80's, when I started back in school.  Mike was a student, then he and Janice, my self outside of self, we looked alike, talked alike, were closer than sisters, and when she and Mike, moved to Bowling Green, Michigan, for grad school, I went into a deep depression, starting right after Christmas, that year, probably, after Elliot had been born, 1983, or shortly after, because, I was more married to Janice, than Zeke, because, she was always there for me, and me her, when we needed something, called each other 6 times a day, our kids were friends, husbands were friends, and Janice and I were, like interchangeable, in church callings, people mistaking us all the time!  She was my support system, running partner, friend, and confidant . . . the one area, we disagreed on, was going to school, and later, we discussed my abortion, once when I was in Ogden on a training and looked Janice up, who was working with the Weber County School District . . . maybe where she hooked up with Shelley again, selling books, because, Janice was in charge of fund raising and book sales are big time fund raisers!  Mike and I, argued, often about polygamy, and Janice was tow the line, and at times, my thirst for knowledge in the mysteries and membership in Sunstone Society, the intellectual arm of the Mormon Church, would often rub her wrong and we were not as close, when Janice got back from Michigan.  I was steeped in school work and getting close to graduation, taking 19 credit hours, being primary president, and pregnant, it seems . . . may have dates wrong, but I had talked several of my friends, into going back to college, and that seemed to be an issue with Janice, who had free college, never making sense to me.  But when I visited her and Mike, that one time, another reason for us not being a close, was, she moved to another ward, and I was divorced, and our paths, changed, but I got the feeling, as with Sue and Marcie and several other, who were housewives, that they were jealous that my children, turned out excellent, there one reason for not working or going to school, backfired on them . . . Kelly, Mike and Janice's oldest daughter, married a black, and had several kids, this was almost 20 years ago, and so, I am sure there was some stigma to that, and she had to get married, pregnant at the time, and I think, that some of the other girls were in abusive relationships, or something like that, and she didn't talk about Jared her youngest son?  So, jealousy again, may be motive for Janice to be angry at me, and take out my success, that was all over the news, in community programs, many in the schools, I had been the keynote speaker to 1300 kids at the McKay Dee Hospital in Ogden, for some health conference for youth, and probably speaking on dating violence . . . maybe a sore issue for her!  So, Janice with a middle name of "Kay" is proof of the substitute . . . her last name, the victim, was Chatman . . . Brett was a very Chatty Kathy Man!  LOL! much more emotive and expressive than most men!  That is one thing, I liked about Brett, is that he didn't hold his feelings in at all . . . women, generally say, 7,000 words a day, and men, 2,000 words, but I would put Brett, right up there at 7,000!  I was very quiet then, did a lot of listening to him and the one thing he like about Kay, was that she would tell him what she wanted . . . HELL, I WAS DYING! what the fuck would I need?  LOL!  The way, my family knew I was back to normal, around 2008, was all of the sudden I started talking AGAIN after almost 8 years of silence or minimal talking!  LOL!
  • John Handcock, was the man, who was with Janice Kay Chatman, and that could symbolize, Jack or John Strode King Ware . . . who lied, and said, that I had gone with him for Thanksgiving on the Amtrak, when I believe, my shadow, Shelley, who came up to Kalispell and Whtiefish to cover my writings and appearance at the Whitefish Library, late October 2012, and later, I came back meeting, Jack the Ripper, Shelley's type, picking me up on the bus, when I was ditching cops, with no gas in my Navy Ford Taurus, with the custom chrome, that I saw, at the Outlaw Inn, soon after, that car was blown up, in Salt Lake City, Utah, January 1, 2013!  Shelley was to be me, and they tried to murder me, they already got my Utah driver's license, in Great Falls, and then they got the car, connected to that license, now driving on the streets of Kalispell, Montana! covering my court appearance, that was overseen by another CIA, Michael Willis or McClintoch, but acting for Judge Robert Allison!  And, I am sure, hubby, John, would testify, under oath, that Shelley is the author of the BLOG I AM WRITING RIGHT NOW! and Jack the Ripper is probably sitting right next to her freaking out, while sitting in a ranch, MY MONEY BOUGHT AND PAID FOR!
  • Richard Igou . . . I love this one, the prosecutor . . . Richard, the father of my four kids, I go u!  I think, as my kids read this blog, they are not only seeing who I am, but who Shelley, Brett and Kay are, let alone, Grandma and Pa, and they have not been their mother's friend, hated me, were jealous of me, and of them!  I am sure, that, they are seeing their mother's history and story, in a way different light, than either their spouses, in-laws and extended family want them to see it, and probably see the sinister motives, the lies, the cover-up, the fraud, the fabrications, and the MURDERS! Chris was only 8 when me and his father divorced and Elliot 5!  A lot of fucked up shit, can be filled in, connecting the dots they have about their mother, her history, her life, her lovers, her work history, and they can remember, Shelley's fucked up like and who, she would relish, in changing places with me, little sister, she had hated since birth . . . why be a criminal, when you can be a forensic profiler for the FBI?  Riding, once again, on her sister's knowledge and writing, with the bitch trying to hack this blog, several minutes ago!  I was close to both boys, until they started, MANNING, and eventually, as it should, their girlfriends and wives take Mom's place!  And they are identifying more and more with men, their needs, desires and whatever, rather than siding automatically with their mother, they would reserve judgment and get the facts, and as they start rolling out, I have NO doubt, they will see what REALLY happened to their mother, their exemplary mother, and see, their squirreled aunts in the light they should be seen in, with the truth, exposing their shit!  The ONE thing, Chris asked for, as a mother, and rightly so, was a home, a gathering place, a place he and his siblings could come for Christmas and Thanksgiving . . . I didn't need the house but, my kids did and they enjoyed, the St. George home, coming down, and having fun with Greta and her family, even coming down to some of my parties at the house, until is was taken . . . how do you fuck up a family? take the family HOME! and they did, not just ONCE, but TWICE in a YEAR! I rushed to get the St. George furnished and ready for Halloween, in 2010, and later, having that taken in 2011, then moved to Parowan, worked from June when I moved in, finishing touches, even Thanksgiving Day, when all my kids and my parents, joined for Thanksgiving . . . Frank was pissed, but I was not going to expose a killer to my CHILDREN!  I don't know too many mothers, who would have had the money, the drive, the style to get two houses, the first won in a lawsuit, and second, that client gave me, for defending him, saving him from 45 years in prison, later he died, but he would have committed suicide anyway, had I not saved him . . . he died a HERO, and a FREE MAN, WALKING ON CLOUDS, he could not have been happier, beat alcoholism, house clean and in shape, until Shelley and Frank, ransacked the place, not only stealing Allan's family fortune, but killing him and trying to kill ME!  But at least my kids, can rest assured, that I got them what they wanted, TWICE, and both houses were the ENVY of the ward, the neighbors the family, and the cops, prosecutors and judges, who in both cases, decided, I DIDN'T DESERVE THEM!  LOL!  I was the ONLY ONE WHO DID DESERVE THEM!

THIS IS A NICE PLACE TO END!  I GO U!

P.S. I knew the hacking bitch would do something . . . there is a Shelley look a-like, in the playhouse with two young boys, acting like Shelley and John Handcock, penis dick, liars, Jack the Ripper and Psycho Bitch who would both give their eye teeth, life and limb, not to take credit for their drug dealing, fucked up, loser kids, but NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.  God, Intelligence . . . Shelley looking bitch with a Jack looking bastard and two young boys, plus, McD's truck, said, Taking the Espresso Route . . . Coffee, which Shelley drinks, but I have NEVER EVEN TASTED, is indicating to me, that she or the NSA have rerouted my blog, when they couldn't stop me from getting on, nor, stop what I was writing, decided to make it look, like Shelley, in fact, is the JoAnn at McDonald's, like they ALWAYS do, cover with look a-likes, lying, stealing, and hacking blogs, but never, being the one writing it . . . so, here I go AGAIN, it is 3:20 P.M., Mountain Time, Shelley is not here, nor is Jack Fat, but, I am here . . . I am going to order a hot fudge Sunday to two cookies, which should cost me, about $2.00 and put in for evidence on my Walmart money card, ending in 0192!  FUCKING VERIFY, LAME ASSES!  GOD!????? WHAT the fuck????????????????????????????????????????

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