The Original Muck Boot Company--Tru-Spec--"The Gunny"
The really fun thing about being flat ass broke, but having enough to travel the state and stay in homeless shelters, is to get the opportunity to taste the flavor of each town, and there is a difference. Parowan, Utah, was the first stepping stone, to take me from the uptight, stodgy Mormon culture, I had been raised in, starting with Bountiful, Utah, where, it is all cookie cutter, and vanilla, with my Cedar City rowdy ass clients, Shane, Haylee and Travis, the local football player, homecoming or rodeo queen, and the rebel, exposing me to the wild side of Utah and Mormonism, wondering how they could be from the same church and state that I was. Maybe it is the difference between city and country living, and for that purpose, I would say, that Brett, and Logan, took me the first step, from country music and tractors, then semi-famous, photo art, client first, friend, exposing me to the NFR, National Finals Rodeo, a Vegas I had never seen before. And for the last few years, I have been trekking and tripping around, mainly, western Montana, with brief stays in Shelby, Great Falls and Bozeman, getting a bit of the agricultural and ranching culture, of the eastern part of the state . . . but, this morning, for some reason, much the way I felt in Butte, there was something different, something real, that I could feel, something that made this town, its history and people distinguished from the rest of the state.
Montana is so big, and spread out, that, the distance between the cities, marks for a separate and distinct personality to each city. Now, I don't know, if your born and bred Montanan, would notice or maybe they would . . . I remember, the Copper Lines, bus driver, telling me about the differences between Butte and Bozeman, telling me that the cowboys from that area, hate people from Butte, but Butte did kick their asses in local sports, football as I recall. But then, he added that everyone in the state hates Butte? I am sure that I will get a better fell as the people start, filling in the streets of downtown Billings, a bit, quiet, on Saturday and Sunday, so I am looking forward to the hustle and bustle of the city, or maybe the real culture, lives outside the city? Anyway, I got the urge to go to the library, as I did, in Butte and look up the local history, of this area. For me, the local history, makes a place. I remember, starting my journeys and travels, in Montana in Helena, which seemed to be representative of the collective whole of my life, with the mountains, the Capital, the funky downtown area, near the library, and the older sections, even reminding me of Chicago, a bit, to the prairies on the north side, and out by Houser Lake, with Canyon Ferry reminding me of my cabin, in Panguitch Lake . . . but reading a bit of the history, on the displays in the Montana State Attorney Generals Office, near the Capital, reading about the vigilantes, the struggle for something more than frontier justice and hangings, the battle to establish the law and justice system, in the wild west, was a fight at best, but I was hesitant to give up the history in Helena, as people urged me to check out Missoula, Kalipsell and Whitefish . . . which has now ended up four year, unending quest to understand and suck in all the tastes and flavors of this fun, colorful, and wild ass state, as, the local cowboy cops, have aided and abetting in my leaving city after city, generally in a hurry! LOL! I have learned the transit systems too! LOL!
Bring It To Billings . . . Slogan Connected With Article in the Missoulian!
About a month or so ago, there was a great article in the Missoulian, giving an amazing overview of the entire state's economy . . . Montanans helping Montanans, which is very impressive . . . this is tough country, and the huge ass state, with few people, while there are differences, are very proud to be Montanans, but, the article covered much of the state, the individual cities, with their particular industry or business focus, that made them, different from the rest of the state, and I remember, seeing the slogan, BRING IT TO BILLINGS, and I remember, thinking, OK, I will! I just didn't think that, renting a house with four, single, horny, ski bums, including sexual access to me, as part of the reduced rent, would be the factor that would drive me, from Whitefish, Kalispell, back to Missoula, thinking about going back to Butte, to see the new, Labor History Museum, sticking around for St. Patrick's Day fun, to remembering, that slogan . . . the power of words, and deciding, that now, with a month and a half to party with the Irish, I ought to just, head on over to Billings . . . always, trying to get the piggy-backers, a doubles, away from me long enough, for, the feds, or local law enforcement to realize, that, I am a distinct and separate person, from the women, whom they have known for years, pretending to be me! NOT LOL!
So, here I am, and just as hoped or expected, I started to get a feel for the difference in the culture of the local girls, their mothering styles, jokes about men . . . I wish I could remember the one I heard last night, should have taken my notebook out and taken notes, funny as hell, these little cowgirls! LOL! I know, I am going to ruin the joke and it took me a second to get it, but it went something like this . . . I am not fucking idiot, I broke up with my boyfriend! LOL! That's close, but this morning, I overheard, an Indian chick, and a cowgirl, talking about the wild fights with their brothers, when they were young . . . holy shit . . . LOL, and I had just talked to my daughter, listening to her try to control her three young sons, at a Hawking Conference in, Kingman, Arizona, this weekend, and thinking these three little rough and rumble, son's of a former, Navy SEAL and Navy Intel daughter, were nothing compared to the stories I heard, from these two chicks . . . one was showing the other scars, she got from the constant battles with her brother, when their parents, were out of the house . . . I was just taking in the whole, several conversations in the room, and I tuned in about the time, she was laughing, that she got the best of her big brother, by plunging a kitchen fork, into his back, as he ran around, screaming at her to take it out, and she was trying to get away, seeing it sticking in his skin and straight out his back . . . she eventually took it out, but she said the scars are still there!
The other cowgirl, pregnant, probably, I thought, from a sweet talking country boy, ah, shucks hunk, who loved her and left her . . . but, she struck me as someone, who could handle the situation with a bit of help over this rough patch, as they say, but she was saying how her and her brother, used to wrestle and wrestle all the time, making me think of my second daughter, Nicole, being chased around the half wall, separating the kitchen and the front room, in the home of their youth, thinking, it is amazing kids survive, to live, laugh and love, their siblings, they fought so hard with, when kids, but she said, that her frustrated brother, started to bring his friends over, to see if they could beat sis, in wrestling, and she would take them on one by one, and if her dad was home, he would yell out in the backyard, as she was pinning and pushing the boys around, Sis, stay off the boys! LOL! Looks like she graduated in her wrestling style! That vertical rumble, if you get my drift! LOL . . . hey, it is Valentine's Day, soon, and love is in the air, as it sometimes is over the long fall and winter months, here in Montana! One thing, I have noticed about the dudes here, is that, they not afraid to take on these cowgirls and their kids, one was talking about her man, stepping up and adopting her three kids! So, I guess what goes around, comes around . . . cowboys, the good ones, are real men, and I dig the hell out of that! I think, that same protective male mentality, is the same type, that offered to make sure, I got safely to my destination, as I reminded myself, that walking around in Kalispell, rather small, compared to Billings the largest city in the state, might be two different experiences! So, thanks.
One of Her Own . . . The Bigger the Breasts, The Dumber the Guy
Generally, after I write my blog, each day, I like to watch, either, true crime shows, like FBI files, 48 Hours, Forensic Files, etc., or movies, based on true events, as was the case, with, One of her Own, a case about, a feisty, pretty, new rookie cop, who was engaged to a teacher, working on getting hired at a college, when one night, a fellow male cop, lady's man, who had a drinking problem, was kicked out of his home, by his frustrated wife, asking the young female co-worker and cop, if he could crash on her couch for the night. Having been, nothing more than friends, who often, met for drinks and dinner, after long shifts, this request to stay at her house, she owned, didn't seem out of order, nor did she ever think, that her fellow, cop friend, would sneak in her bedroom at night, and in a flash, tear her pajamas off her, and forcefully rape her, holding her arms over her head. Then, without a word, leave, in the night . . . leaving her, shattered, shaken, confused, broken and destroyed, with the implications, and aftermath, psychologically, and what that was going to do, to her job, she was doing so well at, with less than three weeks, left of her probationary period, and getting rave reviews as a perfect officer, not only from her superiors, but from her fellow officers. She was so good, that her boss, told her, after she got a glowing job evaluation, that she needn't worry, about even having to have the last, of several evals, because, he felt confident, that she would pass, seeing nothing in her behavior and job performance that would cause him any alarm.
The statement in the title, about the bigger the breasts, was a statement, made by this pretty officer, in response to, Charlie, the one who later came over and raped her . . . perhaps, he didn't like the joke and took it as an offense, when he mentioned that he was going through a divorce; therefore, he was back on the market, kind of hinting that he would like her, if she were interested, and she always blew him off, so he mentioned that he was interested in this buxom blonde, down at this shop or establishment in town. She just looked up from her drink and said, the bigger the breasts, the dumber the guy! I second that . . . LOL! If, I were to stereotype cops, this guy, Charlie would be, that type. Overall, I think, cops are good looking, but they are certainly, not, like all the men, I have professionally known, nor the guys I have dated, and judged on their willingness to defend, protect and preserve, the cuppie love, by baby sister, Rachel, who has had, three boob jobs, at least, not to mention other tucks and nips, they prefer, her body to my mind, or they prefer to get their asses kicked by a dumb blonde; therefore, I had to laugh, when this rookie female officer, with normal boobs, plenty for most men, a handful,n slammed Mr. Ego, and apparently he took offense, and used the rape to put her in her place . . . rape is, not about sex . . . there is plenty of free sex, everywhere these days, so there is not need for a guy, especially, on that was as handsome as this guy, to go force himself, on he fellow officer, it was all about, having power and control over her . . . and destroying her!
Every Female's, In a Predominately Male Profession, Fear--Especially, Working With Law Enforcement! Being Pitted Up Against the Blue Code of Dishonor! Her Word, Against His . . . A Rookie Vs. Veteran Cop!
Tell me about it, only add, prosecutors and judges, to the ranks and file of protecting the Fraternal Order of Police or the Code of Dishonor, in my case and in hers, and given the civil rights cases, I levied against members of the entire, criminal justice community, being a player in that group . . . in our system, defendants, are entitled to both the best defense, they can get, up to and including a former, assistant attorney general, who was trained, in the prosecutor side of the system, training cops, prosecutors and judges, then changing sides, not because of what she did, but what they did to her, up to and including, poison, to make sure, she was not, elected to Congress or attorney general, forcing a death sentence on her, then later, screaming fowl play, when she didn't die, and came back with a vengeance taking up camp, with, the other side of the criminal justice system, defense attorneys, and even more scarier to cops and crew, civil rights work, as in my case, MY CASE, Cheek et al vs. Garrett et al, and that included the whole fucking, criminal justice community, for violation of my clients, I mentioned up above, the football player, beauty queen and the rebel, who got eaten alive, until, I stepped in, a big fish in a little pond . . . with the whole fucking system of other players, acting as if, my actions were unfair, illegal, and unjustified, working under the guise of authority from the Patriot Act, rather than the Supreme Law of the Land, the United States Constitution . . . using that Code of Dishonor . . . to perpetrate, unheard of crimes of cruelty and hatred, so far beyond, what happened to this woman, other than rape--mutilation of a sexual body part--pretty bad, but, I am sure, that was considered . . . but, I didn't have big enough breasts for this crowd, of dumb asses, thank GOD! LOL!
The Law, Is the Law, Is the Law . . . Even When Cops Break Laws!
RAPE, GETTING HER FIRED, DEATH THREATS, GOING AFTER HER PARENTS, OTHER RAPE VICTIMS, WHO WOULD SUPPORT HER CHARGES, ETC.
The one thing, this woman did wrong, and you will see it at the end of the movie, during the trial, is that she didn't do what most rape victims would do, or as she would, as a cop, recommend, victims of rape do, is report the rape, as soon as possible, preserving evidence of the CRIME! She took a shower, and waited, until, police, internal affairs, got four more women, coming forward with rape charges against this man, with three of them taking place, in rapid succession, after she was raped, making her sick, thinking that had she reported the rape, she could have saved these other victims. So, when the local prosecutor and the cop over cop investigations for internal affairs, looking, first into allegations of inappropriate conduct by cops, or outright criminal behavior, internally, to protect the officer, from false charges, and protect the public image of cops, out in the public, if he/she was charged or falsely accused, maybe for revenge, for doing their job, the female rookie cop, still worried about the sensitivity of this inner department charge, against a fellow officer, she doesn't go to the cop and prosecutor, looking into the other rapes, she goes her immediate supervisor, within the police department, who always had her back, and helped write the glowing, job evaluation, and admitted that she too had been raped, and wondered what to do about it . . . he told her to hold off, going to the investigative team, and internal affairs investigation, and let him handle her case, until he says otherwise . . . from that point, on, all hell starts to break loose in her life.
In the locker room, that was shared by both male and female cops, her former, friends in the department, inner circle of friends, starts to ignore her, start making remarks, start inferring that she is doing this or that wrong, her up-line officers, start, getting picky on this and that, trashing her, for stuff that had never been an issue before, with the rapist, showing up, on the late shift, that they both worked, and threatening her, telling her, that bad things can happen to her, out in the field, late nights, and if she didn't drop this, she was going to get it even worse. When the final cut of officers, gets, officially hired, she doesn't make the cut, and her good evaluations, on her job performance, have been replaced by lower remarks, and deficiencies, rather than the raving, good scores and evaluation of her previous performances. When she asks where the other report were, she is dismissed, and asked to turn over her badge and gun. At the same time, I was being sworn into the UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT MEMBERSHIP, with four, fucking, Certificates of Good Standing, which was necessary, at each stage of climbing the legal ladder, clawing and scratching my way to the top of the legal field, nothing higher, with the largest civil rights case in the nation, of national appeal and interest, kicking the shit out of the attorney generals litigation division and two outside law firms, being listed as #2 in the nation, for civil rights defense . . . the fucking Utah, clown show, was starting paperwork, with full sanctions of the Utah State Bar, to go after my fucking bar memberships, and allow, my sister, a NON-ATTORNEY, to take my license and use it, and exchange her, practicing law without a license charges, reversing, not only our unequal and unlawful, discrepancies, her without license and me with license, and switched, our fucking IDENTITY! Believe it!
It is Not Too Hard to Flip a Rookies Record . . . But, Someone Who Had One of the Best Resumes, in the God Damned State of Utah, Plus Teaching at Three Top Universities In Utah, Prior To These Cop Threatening Cases, With Several Utah State Bar Staff, Not Only Knowing My History, But Having Been Former Bosses? Are You Fucking Serious? Yes, 6 Doubles, And 7 States of Cops Later--Including Federal Cops, and Amtrak Cops . . . Still Going After Me? I Don't Even Know What For, Other Than as This Cop, Rape . . . Gang Raping Me as Payback for My Cases Against Cops/Mormons or Opposing Mitt Ass Romney, Which is MY RIGHT TO DO, as is Defending My Clients!
I would hope the cops in Billings--one sheriff or highway patrol, creeping through Denny's after I left yesterday, reporting where I wrote my blog, two city cops parked at the court house, watching me as I passed last night, are smarter, given the baptism by fire, I have dunked, cops in, all over the state of Montana, Utah, Nevada, Colorado, and several other states, Idaho, Washington, and California, who I happened to write about, in my blog--going to billions of readers, worldwide, they would, uphold the real law, going after the REAL, criminals, even if they are cops, federal cops, prosecutors or judges, FBI, CIA, ATF, NSA, or whomever . . . there is NO GOVERNMENT IMMUNITY FOR COMMITTING CRIMES! and attempted murder, stalking, intimidation, threats of bodily injury, tracking, following, and putting unending surveillance on me, is, akin to assault and battery, if not in the criminal code, in civil laws . . . I am just here to check out your cool, city, as part of my Montana blitz and blast, bringing in tourist, local interest, and exposing the fun parts of the city . . . I have no issues with you or yours, and you are defending the indefensible, acting as agents for Utah's fucked up cops, or the feds, connected with the Mormon church!
Even with 5 rapes, under this guys belt, and that is the ones who dared report the rapes . . . generally, I believe it is only 40% who even report it, because of shit like this chick had to go through, come forward, even with an investigation--and the cops were still defending him! The standard behavior, for these statewide battering systems, defending one of their own, is to, reverse the roles, and he is the victim and she is the perpetrator, as is the case, in my situation, I was being marked the bully, while they were sabotaging my truck, blowing up my cars, taking my house, going after my law license, taking all my computers, furniture, art collections, electronics, family pictures, fucking whole life, the day before, I am to go argue a $357 million case, against the state of Utah, and state officers, acting under color of law, to appear in the 10th Circuit Court of Appeals . . . this is no god-damned CRIME! but what the gang banger cops, prosecutors, judges, attorney general, federal judges, FBI, etc. were doing was and still is a fucking CRIME! not covered by federal, state, statutory or constitutional law! Don't be part of the Hall of Shame, or the Blue Code of Dishonor . . . give me some faith, trust, in the system again! One of the only things, I can rely on, rebuilding trust, is, the bus systems in cities I visit, and that is good for them, but hideous for other entities in a city or town, pretty sad commentary.
Run Off the Road--Phantom Cop In Mean Ass Truck, Almost Kills Her, Rocks Thrown Through Windows, Hers and Her Parent's Shop, Officers Blocking Her Way To Court, Threatening Her on the Steps of the Law and Justice Steps, Before Trial? Fuck NO! And You, Cops, Call Yourselves, Law Enforcement?
This country is bankrupt in trust, and cops, are probably the worst, part of that, lack, other than other government agencies, and politicians . . . I mean, really, we have become so corrupt, that we are going to kill the innocent, the victim, the raped, the injured, and defend their abusers, their rapists, their perpetrators, the bullies, no matter, what the fuck they have done? Come on, I refuse to think that, all cops are fucking corrupt, but, it is getting to that point! I believe, the theft of my backpack, was an insider, cop shop deal, to show me, on my birthday and a week before Christmas, that, I am still standing alone . . . and, even knowing, who I am, they are standing firmly as all dumb ass guys will, behind, the fake breasted, along with about 5 other body parts and teeth, wanting her to be me, knowing fucking damned well, they prefer to have their asses kicked, by someone too stupid to write one of these blogs, rather than the smart, allegedly enemy combatant, ME . . . I would rather a viable enemy, that a stupid one . . . but, breasts don't do anything for me! and cops are showing their I.Q. level, by supporting a fucking flight attendant . . . I understand wanting to fuck her, but, mentally replacing, me with a dumb bitch, shows, your stupidity, even more!
If I am going to be beaten at anything, I sure as hell, want the most noted, deadly, intelligent, bad ass I can get, to minimize the pain of being beaten by a dumb ass, making more dumb ass than they are . . . I would find more glory, in being beaten, by a bad ass constitutional law chick, with a U.S. Supreme Court Membership, than some one who, no longer even has to serve a full pre-prepared diner, in the sky, and is reduced to serving, peanuts and Coke! LOL! I know, that these fake chicks, have been coddled, trained, in the My Fair Lady, Henry Higgins way, telling them how to dress, speak, act, hold their wine, cross their legs, dress to appear to be smart attorneys . . . but any professional, legally trained, no matter, how many fake law licenses, the CIA or FBI issue, will see right through, their speaking, court appearances, even, their out of court, shallow conversations, there is a power, an authenticity, a coolness, that comes with going through the rigors of law school, comrades, bonding, insider's knowledge, language, even unspoken . . . and much like the alleged, legally trained, deputy county attorneys, in one of the counties in the state, allowed by the elected county attorney to practice law, under the third year law student rule, claiming to only having not passed the bar exam . . . which is the very exam that separates a law student from a LAWYER, the suspicious judges, were able to tell something was not right, something was missing, there was a lack of confidence, the way they answered the judges questions, was amiss!
There is a difference, between, inexperience, and total cluelessness of the law, procedure, court decorum, and most new attorneys, will go through hell, but, a knowledgeable judge, or fellow attorney, can somehow, put their finger, on that, and a total fraud, or someone, who cheap shitted their way, into pretending to be a lawyer, regardless of dressing the part, and trying to act the part . . . the clothes do not a lawyer make. As people meet me at the homeless shelters, if I am being myself, sooner or later, they will pick up, the legal jargon, or the difference between me and their fellows and ladies . . . in fact, just last night, in a dream, i had some lady ask me if I was a lawyer, and I said, yes, and gave her the run down. I was at a shelter in Spokane and some girl had heard from staff I was and am an attorney, and she asked me about it, and I was telling her one of my cases, the Brock securities case, I took to the Supremes, and being as nice as I could, never, lording over people, my education or background, she accused me of being condescending . . . I thought why? because, as she had in the morning, attacked some women, she thought touched her purse, or said, move over bitch . . . but, the more I thought about it, it was probably just the way I talked to her, in normal attorney speak, and that, somehow, came through, and she felt, the educational difference between me and herself, because, I certainly, never intended that, but, the attitudes, come through . . . it comes with the territory, sorry, kind of a package deal. Just before leaving, Missoula, some guy, who knew, some of my troubles, said, anyone who wonders, need only talk to you for a second and they know, you are who you say you are, it is highly apparent, and the converse of that, is also true . . . actors, can pull of, a legal drama, a courtroom scene . . . but, to take a case, from A to Z, fuck NO! and, while Kay, could, after I did all the work on the highly skilled Brock, civil rights case, and compiled all the 521 pages of evidence, learning the federal system, at the same time, writing my first brief, and learning to file, under the gun . . . sure, she could argue the case, but, she didn't have the background to even write the first complaint, with 10 to 15 years head start as an attorney! LOL . . . you had to know, constitutional, administrative, criminal, civil and securities, law . . . I was one in a million, who had the government training, education, through choice, and experience, to have pulled off the securities case, that even New York attorneys, making $700 per hour, were failing at doing, and taking on, either state or federal SEC divisions!
What, Cops Go Through, 6 Weeks of POST Training? What About, 4 Years College, Plus 3 Years Law School, and Bar Exam?
I was struck by the pain, in the actresses, cries, when, one of her fellow officers, asked her to back down from the rape charges, after asking her how she was . . . she said, you have no idea, who hard I worked to be a cop, how much I put into it, and what being a cop, meant to me! No, I am not dropping this rape or backing off from going to trial! What does 6 weeks of cops training, divided, into 7 years of college, plus the bar exam, equal . . . I am not a mathematician--sorry, NSA, CYBER COPS, TURNED OFF SPELL CHECK--FUCKERS!, and I can't remember from 5th grade, how many weeks are in a year, 52?, but, times 1/52nd, times 7, plus the three months, if your lucky, you study the bar exam, preparing, with some of my friends, and acquaintances, taking the exam from 2 times, up to 14 times was the highest number, I heard, of times to take the bar exam, add that the the experience, I had to write a case that law firms and financial planners from around the country, were paying the federal district court, to get their hands on briefs that I had written the second, I e-filed them at the court, making hundreds of thousands of dollars for the court . . . not to mention giving Utah Bar, a resounding, approval, with attorneys from New York, California, Florida, Chicago, calling and congratulating me, and Brock and Rice, for taking the bull by the horns and going after the state regulators, putting the fear of God in the federal SEC investigators and attorneys, with attorneys and their clients, alike, calling for help, for representations, with a volume large enough to distract my clients, and his staff from their duties as financial planners . . . $357 million securities case, in a specialty area of law, not bad for MY FIRST FUCKING CASE, ASSHOLES!
GUILTY VERDICT . . . But, The Movie Was 1994 . . . I Wonder If We Would Get the Same Result Today? There Has Been A Backlash Against Women . . . You Know, The War on Women? Yeah, You are Seeing It With Hillary!
It is interesting, that this movie, was filmed and made, during the Clinton Presidency! This is when the Violence Against Women Act, and other federal and state legislation, was implemented to help, with issues, like rape, stalking, domestic violence, sexual assault, then under the Bush era, and the Patriot Act, bull shit, the macho male, amped up, lunatic cops, protecting, males, and looking at women, as less that their peers, started, to take society backwards, making women, and their bodies, as seen, in the discrepancies, between the women, the cops, elevated, in this game of heels over head, game they are playing with me, and you should be aware of, with Hillary, that any lame ass man, regardless of qualifications, like Donald the Duck Trump, trashing women, making disparaging remarks, lying about veterans groups, who allegedly support him, by the hundreds of thousands, coming from the background of real estate, being seen as anywhere, near, the back ground of someone like Hillary Clinton, who is probably, bar NONE, the most qualified, person, covering both, MALE AND FEMALE candidates, to ever run for the office, and there is a second thought? Simply amazing from a job qualification look . . . talking, the Apprentice and CEO's . . . there is not a CEO on the planet who would hire Trump, or half the field, of candidates, for a leading position in their company . . . so, should we, in the most powerful position in the world, consider, and APPRENTICE?
FUCK, Trump, and the fucking swallow ass, CIA, would have candidates for the United States Supreme Court, parading in swimsuit competitions, for justices of the HIGH COURT! Good God, this mentality is scarier than hell!
Read the United States Constitution, Article II, Covering the Job Duties of the President, Who Oversees The Executive Branch of the Government, Law Enforcement . . . Sounding Similar to Me, Fucking Cops, Poisoned Me, Being Recruited to Run For Utah Attorney General . . . I Would Have Been the Number ONE Law Enforcement Agent in the State, and AG, and They Knew IT! . . . Took Me OUT! Don't Think They Won't Deny America, Hillary, and Her Qualifications, In a Symbolic Gang Rape!
IOWA CAUCUS . . . SET THE STANDARD HIGH!
WHATEVER YOU DO, VOTE SMART, QUALIFIED . . . Who is Most Qualified to Be Commander-in-Chief? A Senator? A Real Estate Magnet? A Mayor Billionaire? A CEO? Or a Former Secretary of State, Senator, Attorney, First Lady Of America, Arkansas, Attorney Generals Wife--a Mother, Wife, Grandmother?
I THINK, THEREFORE, I AM!
Descartes--Philosopher, One of the Great Western Thinkers!
P.S., my beautiful smart daughter, as is my other daughter, is writing a book on Hawking, and at a conference in Kingman, Arizona, she met, two older gentlemen, who have been hawking or hunting with hawks, their whole lives, and my daughter, being an academic, and scholar, is lacking experience, and writing a book about, a 12 year old boy, who is a hawker, but she met, these two old coots, she said, in their 60's, making me feel my age, which they probably are, but one of them is from BILLINGS and invited her to come, watch how it all works, and is willing to give her all his experience, to write the book . . . good sharing, caring people, in this neck of the state, here in Billings, thanks for taking care of my baby, or one of them! KISSES, HUGS, and if you know the man, pass that affection on, I appreciate it!
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