GOD'S LOVE ROCKS! YOU ARE STRONGER, YOU ARE STRONGER, SIN IS BROKEN, CHRIST YOU SAVED ME, JESUS YOU ARE LORD ALONE! POWERFUL AGENDA: SAVE THE SOULS OF MEN; SIMPLICITY OF BEING HAPPY OR THE GOOD NEWS OF THE GOSPEL! KIDS CHURCH STARTS HERE: (1) LOVE THE LORD YOUR GOD; (2) LOVE YOUR FELLOW MEN (WOMEN, CHILDREN, TEENS); (3) FOLLOW THE 10 COMMANDMENTS: (A) HAVE NO OTHER GODS BEFORE HIM; (2) HAVE NO IDOLS; (3) DON'T BEAR FALSE WITNESS OR LIE; (4) DON'T KILL; (5) HONOR YOUR FATHER AND MOTHER, SO YOUR DAYS MAY BE LONG UPON THE LAND; (6) DON'T COVET YOUR NEIGHBORS WIFE, HOUSE, BOAT, JOB, CABIN, KIDS, MAID SERVANT AND MAN SERVANT--BE HAPPY WITH WHAT YOU HAVE; (4) JUDGE NOT THAT YE BE NOT JUDGED--DON'T SEE THE PROBLEMS OF YOUR NEIGHBOR, AND FORGET YOUR OWN ISSUES, WHICH MAY BE WORSE; (6) FORGIVE YOUR NEIGHBOR HIS/HER TRESPASSES--TURN THE OTHER CHEEK; (7) AGREE WITH YOUR ENEMIES QUICKLY, BECAUSE, IF YOU DON'T YOU WILL BE ARRESTED AND GO TO JAIL, AND THEN YOU WILL PAY THE UTMOST PENALTY AND WILL NOT GET OUT UNTIL YOU HAVE PAID! (8) BE HAPPY WITH YOUR WAGES; (9) HUSBANDS LOVE YOUR WIVES--WIVES RESPECT YOUR HUSBANDS; (10) AS A MAN THINKETH, SO IS HE; (11) NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH GOD; (12) FATHERS, A SOFT ANSWER TURNETH AWAY WRATH, ETC. JESUS TAUGHT IN PARABLES OR STORIES. WHY? BECAUSE PEOPLE CAN REMEMBER THEM. GOD HAS A POWERFUL AGENDA TO SAVE YOU, BUT THERE ARE OTHERS, WHO HAVE A POWERFUL AGENDA TO DESTROY YOU. JESUS CAME TO SET YOU FREE; THERE ARE THOSE THAT WOULD IMPRISON YOU TO DRUGS, ALCOHOL, SEX, RICHES, POWER, OR EVEN IMPRISON YOU IN JAIL! THINK FREEDOM CHURCH, OPEN BIBLE CHURCH . . . CHURCH WITHOUT WALLS, CHURCH WITHOUT COUNTRY, CHURCH WITHOUT BOUNDARIES, CHURCH THAT EVERYONE IS INVITED TO ENJOY! THE ENEMIES OF GOD, SEEK TO KILL, STEAL AND DESTROY, ALL THAT IS GOOD. TODAY AT THE OPEN BIBLE CHURCH, THE PASTOR TALKED ABOUT THE APOSTLE PAUL, WHO WAS ON FIRE FOR THE LORD, PASSIONATE ABOUT SPREADING THE WORD OF GOD, AND SAVING THE SOULS OF MANKIND, EVEN IF IT MEANT, HIS OWN LIFE. IN TODAY'S SERMON, THE APOSTLE PAUL WAS PREACHING OR STARTED TO PREACH, AND A MOB, CAUGHT UP IN A HATEFUL FRENZY, CAME AND STARTED TO BEAT HIM UP, BADLY, WITHOUT CAUSE . . . THE ROMAN SOLDIERS, AS I RECALL, HAD TO PICK PAUL UP, AND CARRY HIM, ON THEIR SHOULDERS, TO SAVE HIM FROM THE BEATING. BUT HE KNEW IF HE COULD START TALKING TO THEM, AND TELL THEM, HIS STORY, HE WOULD IMPRESS THEM, THAT HE WAS A JEW, AND ALSO A MAN OF LETTERS, WELL SPOKEN, AND THEY COULD RELATE TO THE FACT, THAT HE HAD ONCE BEEN A PERSECUTOR OF THE CHRISTIANS, AND WAS STRUCK BLIND, ON HIS WAY, TO DAMASCUS, ASKING IF THIS IS YOU, LORD? WHO DID THIS TO ME, AND HE WAS TOLD, TO GO THERE, AND STOP PERSECUTING HIM AND HIS FOLLOWERS . . . HE DID, AND HE BECAME THE MOST PROSPEROUS OF MISSIONARIES, BRINGING, MANY, JEWS, GENTILES AND ROMANS, TO THE GOSPEL OF JESUS CHRIST, AND TO THE PURE JOY OF BEING FORGIVEN FOR THEIR SINS, HE, BEING ONE, WHO HIMSELF, HAD EVEN MURDER ON HIS HANDS! POWERFUL STUFF . . . TODAY, I WANT TO TALK ABOUT, THE CONCEPT, OF "JUDGE NOT, THAT YEA BE NOT JUDGED." AS RECENT READERS KNOW, I AM STAYING AT THE BILLINGS, MONTANA RESCUE MISSION FOR WOMEN AND CHILDREN . . . MANY MAY JUDGE ME, AND PUT ME DOWN FOR BEING AT A HOMELESS SHELTER, EVEN THE WORKERS THEMSELVES, WONDER, AT THE FACT THAT I HAVE DEGREES, AND A STELLAR RESUME, BUT WHAT THEY DON'T KNOW, IS WHAT, WHOM AND WHY, A WOMAN LIKE ME, MUCH LIKE THE APOSTLE PAUL, ALSO A MAN OF LETTERS, AND IN THE LAW, I THINK A MEMBER OF THE HIGH COUNCILS, OR THE SANHEDRIN . . . PERHAPS, BECAUSE HE WAS USEFUL IN THE SIGHT OF THE LORD, NOT ONLY FOR HIS EDUCATION, BACKGROUND, AND LETTERS, BUT BECAUSE HE HAD, BEEN ONE OF THE WORST PERSECUTORS OF CHRISTIANS, AND GOD, DECIDED TO USE THAT AS A TEACHING TOOL, TO OTHERS, THAT OFTEN, IT IS WHEN WE ARE AT OUR WORST, IS WHEN, WE CAN BE USED THE BEST, SHOWING THE LOVING FORGIVENESS AND INCREDIBLE LOVE, GOD HAS, NOT ONLY FOR THE SINNER, BUT, EVEN CALLING THEM TO HIS MINISTRY, USING THEIR EARTHLY SCHOOLING AND EDUCATION . . . ONCE PAUL STARTED TELLING THIS MURDEROUS CROWD, CAUGHT UP IN A DEATH WISH, MUCH, LIKE THE ONE THE JEWS HAD FOR JESUS, REGARDLESS OF WHO HE WAS, SAVIOR, SON OF GOD, THEY PREFERRED, TO RELEASE A ROBBER AND CRUCIFY JESUS! I DON'T KNOW THAT MY STORY IS A WHOLE LOT DIFFERENT, THAN PAUL'S IN SO MANY WAYS! THE PASTOR, MADE SOME TYPE OF COMMENT, THIS MORNING, THAT I WAS NOT SURE, I HEARD RIGHT, BUT HE, REFERRING TO PAUL, SAID, THAT, PAUL WAS TO REACH A PARTICULAR SEGMENT OF SOCIETY, AND THEY WOULD LISTEN TO HIM, BECAUSE OF WHOM, HE HAD BEEN, PRIOR TO BEING CALLED TO SERVE GOD! WHEN I CAME TO THE SHELTER, SEVERAL WEEKS AGO, NOW WAITING FOR MY NEW MONEY CARD, HOPE TO GOD, MY SOCIAL SECURITY, MY LITERAL SECURITY, DIDN'T GET INTO THE HANDS OF THOSE WHO WOULD KILL, DESTROY, OR BEAT ME!, BUT, IN MY ENTRANCE INTERVIEW, THE STAFF, ASKED ME TO TELL ME WHO, MY CROWD, OR WHOM I HUNG OUT WITH, IN THE PAST, AND I WAS SURPRISED BY THAT STATEMENT, AND I SAID, ATTORNEYS, PROFESSORS AND DOCTORS, AND THEIR RESPECTIVE SPHERES OF INFLUENCE, MEANING THOSE OTHER PROFESSIONS TANGENTIALLY, CONNECTED, IN AND WITH THESE PROFESSIONS. I HAVE HAD SEVERAL SHELTERS, SAY, "WELL, YOU ARE NOT THE TYPICAL WOMEN TO COME USE OUR SERVICES." HOWEVER, WHILE SOME WOMEN ARE THEIR, DISPLACED, GOING THROUGH DIVORCE, ABUSED, USED, BEATEN BY A HUSBAND, OR BOYFRIEND, WITH MANY THERE WITH SERIOUS HEALTH ISSUES, LIKE CANCER, SICKLE CELL ANEMIA OR EVEN WORSE, WITH CHILD PROTECTIVE SERVICES BREATHING DOWN THEIR NECKS, WITH THE THREAT OF LOSING NOT ONLY THE CHILD IN THEIR BELLY, BUT THOSE AT THERE SIDE, BECAUSE THEY ARE GOING THROUGH A ROUGH PATCH, BUT, WHILE I HAVE NEVER BEEN HIT, PHYSICALLY, I HAVE 10,000 ABUSIVE HUSBANDS, WHO GANG UP ON ME, AND YESTERDAY APPEARED TO BE NO EXCEPTION . . .

God, You Are Stronger!

Now, I can never, be sure, if things are as they appear, when something happens, like yesterday, I can just, read the writing on the wall, take things in the context, of what has been going on in a city, or in my life, understanding, that there are many, who, not only hate me, but want me dead, in fact, it was reported, three years ago, that I actually was dead, and those serving the pros, and, like the slogan of Serve Pro: As if it never happened!  It is like rats, abandoning a burning ship, when the chips start to fall, and the truth is exposed, and those, who are responsible, see that this game is about over, and through my blog, protection, literally from on high, and other means, the shit is going to hit the fan, everyone, just acts, as if, none of this last 15 years ever happened, just like they are trained to do when someone in the CIA is caught, they are left on their own, to fend for themselves and do the best they can, after, all precautions and endeavors, were taken to protect the CIA assets, everyone, acts as if they don't know them, or never heard of them, or were without knowledge that this person or that, did this or that and all, is to return, to the point, as if nothing ever happened, and let the chips fall where they will, taking down, whomever, happens to be caught in the wake of exposure and the ramifications, attached to the activities of this nature, involving, literally, million of dollars, if not billions, lies, deceptions, identity theft, not just of taking someone's bank card, but, actually taking their life over, and pretending to be them . . . there are so many true crimes and by so many, it is shocking, and the reverberations of something on this scale, SHOULD, be horrendous, and protecting the guilty, is even worse than the CRIMES themselves!

To examine crimes, one has to take them, in the totality of the circumstances of what had been happening, why and who is involved, and looking a myriad of elements, that make up the totality of the events, not only leading up to the event, but, what is behind it, so: (1) first, I was able to actually get a Social Security Card, that has been denied me for the last three years--I believe this freaked out, those whom have so ably been able to keep me from doing this or that, getting a job, getting my license back, even renting a hotel, or motel, or getting a job, even interfering in my job application process, blocking online applications and even getting on the data base at the Job Services, because, that Social Security number has been used by this or that person, probably since, about 2000, thinking I was going to die by 2002, with Pick's Disease a terminal brain disease, allegedly, and they got so used to the power, the prestige, the money, the lies, that they even believed them, themselves, or they believed, themselves, more deserving of the honors, awards, and resume, than the person who really did all this stuff, or more worthy to be the parent, of this child, because of the separation, that, was created, purposefully and orchestrated, to accomplish, this alienation of affection, that seems to be healing, using, brainwashing techniques, and false memory plants, along with other fringe shit, agencies involved, have been developing since, 1947, at the CIA, with the Illuminati, and others, for such times as we are in now, taking out, people by, using questionable techniques, that have caused unsuspecting lab rats, like, to murder others, to jump out of windows, to be used as sex toys, laborers or just plain, murdered when their use was done! (2) due to that SS card being mailed, that, connects me to everything, my past employment, tax records, husbands, children, everything, the panic began, and this is not the first time, but, the need to steal my Social Security money, that I have been receiving for 16 years, was also gone for, probably with either the NSA, hackers, my father, on the computer, 24/7, former spy for the Air Force, former spy for the Office of Strategic Services or Intelligence, maybe even in the services of the CIA, using the NSA and other agencies, with connections to the government, with cousins, former FBI field directors, in Los Angeles, working for the Mormon church with any member, working in some of these capacities, able to simply, go into the records, change the last address, which is the Poverello Center, in Missoula, and give an address change, or because the Pov is a government or partially funded government facility, forced staff, or bribed staff, who all know me, to give, a sister or another women, my mail, believing that violating, not only postal rules, but felony theft, making them also accomplices! (3) my blogs are getting more and more to the point, and digging deepper and deeper, and my have hit, what I would consider the Fireplace, bringing fire, fire, fire, down on some locals here, who may be working in police departments and have become, with my money and name, the pillars of society, which is the norm when you have a shit load of money to give to this our that charity, agency, grants or foundations, building up the community, not necessarily to make it better, but to launder money, gotten and obtained through ill gotten gains, theft and other criminal enterprises, or RICO type, activities, associated  with organized crime, making people, think they are great, and not wanting to lose out on the money trail!  (4) Billings, previous, to this last trip, has been a pit stop, while going to and from Denver, Durango or Grand Junction, but this time is different, and I have stay, written about the local scene, made some face to face contacts, and have some friends here, possibly crowding, what you might consider, virgin territory, or a place, where my enemies, the fake bitches, and fraud broads have found safe, seeing, Billings has not been on my Montana circuit, for the last 4 years, believing, I would not come this way, crowding them out of their comfort and lying zone, to make people interface, with the real JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., in a manner that is up close and personal, making everyone from the cops, who support the liars, and hate me, on edge, as it seemed yesterday, to be the case . . . I may be wrong, but this is my take on it, and others may see it differently . . . given all of this and more, and what has happened in other cities, not only in Utah, Montana, Washington, Idaho, Nevada and Colorado, this is par for the course, and just the same antics, different cities, when the fraud broads and their bow bastards, get feeling threatened and the need to strike, the fear of law enforcement in me, mafia in me, or city fathers and mothers, who, may believe, the losers, who are support and coddled, and lied about to protect, giving money this way and that, appearing to be someone, and something, other than they are, while, I bring the fear of God, in the locals, hearing of my lawsuits, escapes, other cops stories, and other city, actions, not being apprehended, NOT REALLY KNOWING WHY, OTHER THAN FEAR, they are chasing me, or bothering someone, who has brought, needed focus and attention, to downtown areas, generally where buses and shelters are located, giving a worldwide advertisement for the city and its shining points . . . never did more than this, ever, and what I ever wrote about, was in self defense, although, finally understanding, psycho and sociopaths, seeing what, I am up against, I have become more aggressive in my blogs!  With this background, you might be able to connect the dots, and see what is going on, and what, I have been up against!

Cops, the Army of My Enemies, With a Vested Interest in Getting Rid of Me, Either for Convenience, Getting Their Hands, on Secrist Family Money--Sharing Music Money, Case, Blog, Legislative, and Other Money, Not Theirs, with Law Enforcement, Giving Them, Incentive, Like I Took Away, by Reforms in Asset Forfeiture Legislation--No Run A Muck Again, Have Used the War Between the Constitution and the Patriot Act, Making Cops King on the Streets, a Personal Cop Agency Within a Cop Agency, Many, Mormons!, Going After Me with Rancor and Venom, To Pad Their Pockets, and Keep Control on the Streets, Against, A Bad Ass Con Law Chick, Like Me, Who Not Only Sued Cops, Narc Cops, Sheriffs, County Attorneys, Judges, and Divisions of Child and Family Services, in Utah, to Stop the Onslaught and Militarization, Taking Away Citizens, Civil and Constitutional Rights . . . Same Oath as the Cops! Prosecutors and Judges, Feds, Others, Seem to Have, So Conveniently Forgotten They Even Took, in Exchange For their Souls, Filthy, Dirty Money!

False Flag, Medical Emergency at Burger King

Saturdays, are a bit difficult when you write a daily blog, and the Billings Clinic is closed, you don't have any money, so loitering is out, at a food joint, and, when you go to the library, the windows have been shot out, and this is right after writing a blistering blog, about the possibility, that, the reason, you Walmart Money Card, has been stolen, or activated, without the account owner's approval, not only given out without authorization, but with apparent, disregard for federal and state laws, and you have just, been the girl, who might have kicked up a hornets nest, you even get suspicious, that, the cops, who have been following you for the two weeks you have been, in the city, but, even wonder, given the nasty nature of the blog, the day before, when you specifically called the Billings Public Library, wonderfully cool, if law enforcement, themselves didn't shoot out the large plate glass window on the library . . . there is surveillance, that should expose, exactly who did it, because, on the side it happened on, and it was terrible, huge ass hole, that, the security camera, would have not only caught the vandals who were either on foot, or in a vehicle, because, it is very close to the road, and not far from the windows, that were blow out!  Was someone pissed, that I took credit for my work, mentioned my son's bands, and that, I am, in fact, the mother of the bass guitarist, vocalist, and guitarist for Parallax, God's Revolver, Maraloka, The Ditch and the Delta, and Worst Friends, and that cops' kids, were in fact, used to make up fake bands, of all of these and this might expose, local cops and pillars, who have lied for fucking years?  Makes sense to me, and most kids, or homeless, members of the community, rely on the computers, the Internet, and use of the Library, so why in the hell would they damage, such a new and beautiful facility, that they USE?

In the last couple of days, the cop presences wherever I am, has increased, and they seem bolder and bolder, getting closer and closer, many, even convinced that I am in fact, the criminals, I am writing about in this blog, Shelley, Rachel, Susan, Tiffany, Marcie, Kay, etc., all women, who in one capacity or another, have claimed, either to be me, or some part of me, all in an effort, to make me disappear, completely, if not literally dead, at least figuratively dead; therefore, making, it in their minds, and that of the beneficiaries, perfectly fine, to be me . . . well, no I am alive and well, coming to the library, at roughly 2:00 P.M. to 2:15 P.M., on the side opposite where the windows were blown out!  Now, someone, frustrated, and pissed, may have, tried to stop me from writing my blog, and digging deeper and deeper, into this illegal and unlawful shit, exposing more and more . . . the TRUTH shall make you free!  But, in the same bent as with Jesus and the Apostle Paul, robbers, are preferred to me also, and many would rather beat me, to a bloody pulp, if they can get their hands on me, than, recognize the lies, that they may, have been deceived by, or even participated in, themselves!  Some people are angry at me, and don't even know why, there is no rhyme or reason, to their anger, they are just caught up in the witch hunt, and join the group, of those who can give, or have given money, even if they know, it is MY money!  So, due to the lack of money, the closing of the Billings Clinic, and the window incident at the Billings Library, I was forced to go over to Burger King, where they have seen me purchase, food, sometimes breakfast, lunch and dinner, when I first got here, and they are nice anyway, and didn't hassle me one bit, and many of your library crowd, crashed at the Burger King, to get their Internet.  But it is what happened while I was there, that is of concern to me.  Evidence of continued and heightened harassment and intimidation.

Alleged Drunk Female Native Passed Out in the Parking Lot of BK

Several times, this week, or lately, I have put my picture in my blog, being here in Billings, and, I have noticed, people whisper, smile, act like they recognize me, and this is particularly so, for the 20 to 30 set, and such was the case, yesterday, at BK, this young, dark haired, smart looking, chick, in that age range, kept, smiling at me . . . now, due to being covered, and other women, taking credit for being me, whether they write the blog or not, and more than glad to take the fame and recognition, or attention that goes with being somewhat of a celebrity, I am not, accustomed to any limelight, nor do I want it, and prefer, to just ignore any attention, and one time, in Missoula, it was obvious, that, several high school agers, recognized me, from my recent picture and started beaming, waving, smiling and trying to get my attention, and because, really, until last summer, I didn't put my picture in the blog, only the small, picture, in the bio section, that could so easily, and has been stolen, with wigs, or sisters, who look alike or could be mistaken for me, but this time, I could tell, that, surely, these girls recognized me and obviously, liked what I had to write and dug seeing me in person, knowing, at the time, I was in Missoula, as I am now in Billings . . . but, I was uncomfortable, and just smiled and walked by, and I think, they may have thought, I was rude, a snob, or stand-offish, but, I just don't like attention, or being noticed, same reason, I hated, birthdays, wedding showers, or baby showers . . . I would rather not.  I love that, people read my blog, hope they learn, hope they enjoy it, and are entertained and maybe improve their love life, their religious experience, or learn about this or that, but, as far as dealing with, much fan fair, I really don't need or care about.  They can have it! LOL!  But, this seemed to be the case, with this young, very smart looking women, who, I guessed by her reaction, knew damned will who I was, my challenges, and reacted, just like someone actually, ON MY SIDE FOR ONCE, and she caught my eye, and opened her mouth, as if to warn me, and she pointed to the COP CAR, two ambulances, and fire trucks, first with just their lights on, or I didn't hear them, because, I was watching a my son's new, music, recording their new demos, at the KRCL studio, and it was the first time I had seen it, having talked to Elliot the day before, where he told me about the three new songs, and I was stoked to see a new video, having watched all his other videos, hundreds of times!

But, this FRIEND, opened her mouth wide open, raised her hands, knowing I didn't hear the commotion, and pointed out the onslaught of emergency vehicles, that so easily, as they have in the past, been a cover-up for a potential take down, or illegal arrest, or whatever, hauling my ass off, to parts unknown, with, people, not knowing where I am, 90% of the time and in jeopardy, now, even more than ever, no having, my money or any connection to myself, or past, and my new Social Security Card, going to Missoula, where I intended to go, as per, telling that in my blog, after getting my money, actually, checking out of the Rescue Mission, with staff and others, asking me all morning, Wednesday, the anticipated departure date, before, I learned that someone had taken, my new debit card, and activated the card, with me, wanting the last deposit, on this old card, getting me to Missoula, in time to get my SS card, before that also disappears too! erasing me completely, the enemies goal for fucking 16 years, with Shelley, trying monthly to get access, and with several women, doubles, actually even taking out money, off the card, and now with an even greater threat, and with, MY CARD, being cancelled, rather than the newly opened one, like I instructed, probably, the FBI, fusion center asshole, who was definitely not, customer service, very sarcastically telling me, and asking me if I was ready to listen to what he told me to do . . . with a long, asshole like pause, and then, cancelling, the card, I HELD IN MY HAND, rather than the one the other person, Shelley or Rachel, probably coming up here, if Rachel and the fake, Kennedy, cop, are hanging out on some ranch outside of town!  It was fucking NICE TO HAVE A FRIEND FOR ONCE!  SHIT!

My Blog, Was Blocked, From Enabling Me to Post At BK . . . I Had to Go Over To the Library, Stand Outside and Get On the Internet, and Post the Blog, Even More Blistering, Than the One Before . . . I Am Quit Sure, This is What Created the Emergency!  Not Only Were the Indians Gone, But, There Seemed to Be No Alarm, or Any Commotion, to Warrant, This Show of Alarm!

Due to the shocking reaction of the young friend, who actually disappeared herself, after warning me . . . she said, I don't have anything to worry about, and I said, I DO! and I got the BK counter help, to let me in the bathrooms to wait out the emergency, or alleged shit that seemed to be going down with no apparent reason! So, me and some chick from the Mission, new, were talking in the bathroom, and stayed, until the coast was clear, and when I came out, the young girl was gone!  She may have, done this, being funny, and when I reacted, like I do, with PTSD syndrome, having been chased, harassed, jailed twice, without a reason, and with four fucking years of this type shit, and another incident in Missoula, involving, an ambulance and cops, a blocked attempt to stay at a motel, across the street, with the Sleep Inn, being the most likely place I would go, as the target, leaving the cop and emergency personnel, pulled up to the backdoor of a motel room, on the back side of the motel, making it easy to shoot me up with something, or shoot me, and put my body, in the back and drive off . . . there were no sirens, nothing to indicate, trouble or an emergency, and the motel, I tried to stay at, said they were full . . . 3 cars and 50 spaces, then they said they had a bunch of bikers, come to town, NO BIKERS HERE . . . the clerk, then just said, I CAN'T RENT TO YOU! which would have forced me across the street, leaving on the bus the next day . . . get me before I leave? in this case too?  

I am sure, that when the girl, saw, a ton of emergency people, coming to attend, what appeared to me, to be NO emergency, with NO Indians, around or in sight, and it had been, just a half hour or so, when I posted my blog, after being blocked for, hours at BK, I was, not taking any chances . . . I would like to say, they were their to see if I was, the right JoAnn, because, cops can, trace my cell phone, and knew exactly where I was, at the time and they probably would have known, that I could not post, but, they, might not have known, that I slide out the side door, out the back, and along a building, in the shade, cut across the parking lot of the building behind BK, and sneaked over to POST without notice, from aerial surveillance, that seems to keep a 24/7 vigilant watch on me, to cover the sins and crimes of the LOSERS, who have all my money and claim they are me!  When I came out of the bathroom, all was clear, however, I cop, came back on the scene, about 15 minutes later, he saw me, sitting there!  LOL!  He acted like he was taking, witness statements, etc., and I know the crowd of Indians, that frequent BK, because, they have talked to me at the HUB Community Center, and I passed them, when, I first came to BK after learning about the windows, but I had not seen them, in some time!  And certainly not at the time, all the emergency vehicles and such, showed up at BK in force!  Truth is stranger than fiction . . . check the surveillance cameras . . . the security guard at the library, looks to me, to be an old cop, and, I told him, I had to come over to post my blog, because, I could not get Internet, or I had a cloud or something over, JUST my computer, and posting, because, there were several other computers on site and they had not trouble, being on the web!  Go figure . . . I guess I am special!  No Thanks!

Judge Not, That Ye Be Not Judged: the Football Player and the Homeless Man With a Moral Compass!

This was a 20/20 or Dateline show, called, I (Almost) Got Away With It!  This true life crime story, shows, exactly why we do and should not judge someone else, NEVER, EVER!  There was this handsome young football star, married to his high school sweetheart, seemed to have the world by the tail, everything came easy to him, from football, to real estate, until he got hooked on drugs, with a habit, that capped out at the time, at $15,000 per month, leading him to his life of crime and hiding it from his best friend and girlfriend, now mother, of one and pregnant with another.  This very bright driven young father and husband, decided that he needed to rob a security truck that picked up cash from the local bank, in Monroe, somewhere, small town, America.  He watched the trucks, when they came, when they left, how much time he had, planned ever detail, from pretending to be a landscaper, they grew familiar with at the bank, in the yard, or parked across the parking lot, at the bank, taking notes, studying and making plans for the staged, landscaping outfit, writing a Craigslist ad, for some new hires, in his landscaping business, telling them to show up at the bank, wearing exactly the uniform, he was going to wear to rob the bank, confusing security and cops alike, leaving doubles, wandering all over the lot, looking for their new potential boss, with everyone, wondering what was going on, as he ran for the cash and made a dashing get away, running away with $450,000, as if it was a football, and he in the game of his life!

Prior to that day, there was this homeless man, that the football player, had several brief exchanges with, who saw him, stash, his sunglasses, bright vest, and get away clothes, on the days he practiced his routine, and get away, and a time or two, this homeless man, who lived, somewhere near the dumpster, where the get away gear was placed, even, told the football jock, that, he knew he was up to no good.  The cock of the rock, ignored the man, and brushed him aside and continued with whatever he was doing at the time. So, after the heist, and the get away, which included, a water craft inner tube, bright yellow and black, and floating away with the cash, down the river, he had, even used a jet ski, the first choice, but it kept getting high centered or caught on rocks, so he decide, a lazy float down the river, on a great escape, even in the middle of the day, would do the job.  Detectives were called on the scene, confusion was going on everywhere, and it appeared the crook, got away with the money, and with all the decoys, and doubles, dressed alike, the cops, thought they had been had! and were without leads, and anything to go on.

A Phone Call, No Return Number, A Cop Search Using 10 Burgers!

Out of the blue, dispatch, gets a call, a day or two later, from a guy, named Alan, who said, he, not only knew who the guy was, or could identify him, but, he, had also taken down, the license plate number of the vehicle, on the day of the bank robbery.  Dispatch asked him, if he had a return number, detectives could reach him at, and he said, he didn't have a phone.  Well did he have an address, they could come take a witness statement from?  No, he lived in a tent, down by the river or a park, somewhere near, a tent city of homeless in the city.  When the cops, got the message, they decided, they didn't have much else to go on, so they, bought 10 burgers and headed to the tent city, in search of this homeless guy with a moral compass, who ended up, giving the cops, not only a description of the guy, but, he jut happened to have a pen, in his pocket and took down the number, having a small paper notebook in his pocket.  After the cops, gave out, 7 of the burgers and had only three left, they came to a tent, that they couldn't knock on the door, but they yelled in and asked if an Alan was in there, and he was.  Alan, came out and gave the cops everything they needed to get the guy, including his license plate number! providing the home address.

The homeless guy, was the key witness against this most likely to succeed, favorite son and athlete, who had robbed the bank and armored truck for $450,000, on his way to Las Vegas, and a new life.  I guess his conscience got to him and he missed his wife and daughter, and she was just ready to deliver a new baby. He said, the one mistake he made, was that he totally underestimated the homeless guy, with a moral compass!  Some of the money was recovered, after the Vegas spending spree, a new Land Rover, and a lavish, vacation, adultery, etc.  His wife is waiting for him, and I can't remember, how much time he got, 16 to 25 years, or something, and she is sticking with him, but she is struggling, with two young children and being a full time working mom, saying her life has been changed forever.  Now, on the surface, one would think, that the homeless guy was the one, on drugs, with a messed up life; however, on closer, inspection, and examination, it was actually, the homeless guy, who was living a life based on morals, and he said, he just could not, have stood by and let this crime happen, so he turned the guy in!  And the reason, this man, may have actually been homeless, is not known, but, it may, in fact, have been his moral compass, that landed him, in that homeless situation!  CASE IN POINT . . . and I have often wondered, how, the cops, have no moral compass, once they know they truth?  We just never know!  Whistleblowers are very unpopular people, in any organization, and even more so, in law enforcement and the criminal justice and justice systems, where the guys you are ratting out, have the ability to make your life a living hell, arrest you without warrant, take you from wherever, and lock your ass up and throw away the key, and if you are lucky, they will let you live in some federal detention center or federal prison, and if you are unlucky, with so much writing on the wall, that I am in that category, they will just kill your ass, and steal all that you are, all that you earned, take all that you love and hold dear, and bury you, where NO ONE WILL EVER FIND YOU!

Judge Not, That You Be Not Judged!

CLEAN UP YOUR OWN ACT!

Christ, You Saved Me . . . AGAIN!