THE PLAN . . . PUSH HER TO THE EXTREMES!
As of late, every time, I step into the Poverello Center for the Homeless, I am treated like a criminal . . . the staff, comes in, whether I am residing there, or just coming for meals, glaring at me, as if, I am someone to be feared, someone, who should not be allowed on the property, someone who has caused problems in the past, not someone who had kicked their ever living, asses, up one side and down another, on every fucking sting op, they and the cops, feds, have planned, now nothing has changed, in my life, I am still blogging, still just kickin' it, not breaking any rules or laws, so why the change? You see what was a fucked up experiment in the first place, trying to bring in the gals, the boys are fucking, and trying to make me jealous, of myself, making them all me, rejection, stings, for these top dogs, using, of course women, I know, never women I don't know, and why, can they find these women, out of the blue? that were the closest to me, to try to hurt me emotionally--good luck, I know these women, nothing to brag about, unless, that is, you are bragging about the things that I am done! LOL, and there in lays the problem, they can't replace me, no matter how many women they bring on board, they can't get rid of me, so a body of evidence is walking around, daily, threatening to expose the fraternal order of the penis, making men, look small, weak, cruel, and stupid, not to mention inept! So, how do, we men, cover, or sins, our crimes, our stupidity, our incompetence, and cover that this was all about, sex, access to sex, theft, lies, robbery, corruption, fraud, etc., at the highest level of government, law enforcement, and decency in general?
A hot mess for sure . . . I am sure, not only are your women folk, former sisters, friends, and attorney associates, sick of being trashed, thrashed, slashed, and burning, in MY worldwide press, but your secret second cops, are taking a beating too, all by this poor, little, homeless chick, without a name! LOL! Or does she? This is where muscle memory comes in, you idiots! This is not your first rodeo with me, nor mine with you, and it is not the first nor the last time, this maverick and bronco is going to buck, your sorry asses, upside down, backwards, and forwards, making the dirt hit you on the head! LOL, to use a cowboy analysis! Kicking cops around, is my fucking hobby, I live, breath and die, to kick their loser asses, from here to eternity, this is FUN for me! how about you? how about your bitches? fun? I think so . . . good food, just for the fun of it! LOL! I am not going to tire of this, like Rachel shopping and spending money, it is her passion, like Shelley reading a book, it is her entertainment, like Kay and pretending to be ME, her ultimate role play!
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I fucking love this stuff! LOL! I have been laughing all fucking morning! I can tell the NSA, or those whom have access to this computer, besides the one and only TRUE owner, are now underlining, everything in RED! LOL! Reader, just who do you think, is getting the best of who? I have a ball every fucking day, doing this shit, writing, smashmouth, trash talking, and fucking with cops of all flavors and their, apparently, helpless women, folk! FUCK, I don't even care of they take the money, this is my joy, my passion, my love, my life's work, to straighten these fucks out! LOL! A truck with a shell, gray, just came through the parking lot, you see, they want, Shelley, to be ME so bad, there dicks are about to fall off! Why, because, she is there bitch, she never did what I have done to them, so it is okay, to give her credit, because, she causes them, NO PAIN! I FUCK THEIR BRAINS OUT, FIGURATIVELY! LOL! This blog, is SHEAR PLEASURE FOR ME, BETTER THAN SEX! LOL! Exposing Shelley's, secret second, cop shop, hidden in the train yards, much, like the mobs, that transport, shit, using shipping yards, and ports, intercontinental railroads, where mobsters, gangsters and cops, hang out! Exposing cop shit, has been my HOBBY FOR 23 FUCKING YEARS! WHY DO YOU THINK THEY WANT ME DEAD? LOL! YOU SEE, IT IS OKAY FOR THE WEAK GIRLS TO BE ME, BECAUSE, THEY NEED THE MEN, THE COPS, THE MOB, TO BE ME! I AM JUST ME! I THINK, THEREFORE, I DON'T NEED MEN TO THRIVE, SURVIVE AND TELL THEM TO TAKE A NOSEDIVE! LOL!
ARREST THAT WOMAN, FOR EXPRESSING HER FIRST AMENDMENT RIGHTS, SHE CAN'T TALK ABOUT COPS THAT WAY! OH, YEAH? WATCH ME, YOU FUCKS ARE TRYING TO USE LETHAL FORCE AGAINST ME, NOT KIDS PLAY, FUCKERS!
It used to be, that, when the cops, would fuck with me, I would go to another state, Nevada, Washington, Idaho, Oregon, etc., then these assholes took my truck and later blew my car up with a pipe bomb! so I started to take the bus, then they shut down the Rim Rock Lines, to stop my great escapes by bus, then, they had Shelley, pretend to be me, and go with John or Jack Strode, back to Pennsylvannia, for Thanksgiving, the first year I was in Montana, 2012, when I was with my kids, and my gut feeling is, this was to frame me, and get my ass thrown in prison! not to mention, that, the AMTRAK COPS were CHASING ME, 8 months before, I ever stepped foot on a train! LOL! Then, I started to disappear, around the state of Montana, having spent time in almost all larger cities, but always with the same, lame ass, experience, the cops, chasing and fucking with me! I started to think, I was being framed for killing a cop, because they were WAY too aggressive for just, whatever, even a stowaway trip on a train, this was far too aggressive for! You have to remember, that, I have fucking, 6 doubles, evil twins, government whores, pretending to be me, so, how in the fuck, do cops, intend to prove beyond a reasonable doubt, that, who got on the train, was me? Jack's fucked up, stick up Shelley's ass, testimony? LOL! GOD?
So, in the last month, for the hell of it and to get out of the HEAT, in Missoula, from everyone, from beat cops, to feds, and their surrogates, here and there, with an army of volunteer, homeless, who would sell their own mothers, for $100 bucks, to scope and spy on me around town, I have been in Kalispell and Butte, twice, Whitefish, once, and over to Bozeman, once! But, in reality, if all the cops through out the state are going to be, equally, as pissy and get their undies in a wad, over me, I might as well, wear the ones, down right at home, and deal with the hometown, anti-heroes! LOL! So, here I am. Now, due to corruption, in all cop shops, there is not a county in the nation, of cops,w ho wants me to settle in their community, now ask yourselves, why? I am not practicing law, never have become a member of the Montana Bar, haven't filed a law suit, while, I should have, one on behalf of myself, the ONLY CLIENT, I will ever have, who can't be bribed, bought, or threatened to make a deal with the government, and if, pushed much further, I will actually, fuck the shit out of cops, but, the lawsuit this time will include, Utah, the state of Montana, all cops, FBI, CIA, DEA, NSA agents, in the MOTHERFUCKER OF ALL LAWSUITS, FOR A MERE BILLION DOLLARS OR MORE, INCLUDING GOING AGAINST THE U.S.A.! The irony of my loyalty! Good GOD! So, we are where we are!
THE POVERELLO WAS INTENDED TO BE A SAFE PLACE FOR HOMELESS PEOPLE LIKE ME, WHO, ARE SAFE, IN A SAFE PLACE, UNTIL THEY CAN GET THEIR SHIT TOGETHER, AND MOVE ON WITH THEIR LIVES . . . NOT FOR A BUNCH OF FUCKING UNDERCOVER COPS, WHO ARE THEIR FOR VINDICTIVE PURPOSES!
Staff has been commenting lately, that we, at the Pov. are as full, right now, with great weather for sleeping out, than we are in the dead of winter, at full capacity! now ask yourself why? So, the other day, I am getting ready to sit down and have lunch. I had put my backpack, down, late in the lunch, so, that I am not stopping someone from eating, on a chair, so I could use both hands to get food, having to often juggle, soup, water, plate, silverware, if we are lucky, plus getting the food, not only on your plate, but, keeping it there! When I got to the table with only one dude on it at this point, I noticed that, some guy, had pulled his chair, and backpack, right, near mine, touching it, so I said, pushing his chair over, which, is generally a no, no, in jungle rules of the Pov., to not touch someone else's stuff, but, in light of him, being the aggressor in my space, I pushed the chair over and made a light comment, that I don't need to sit in this guys, lap. Nothing sexy, nothing, challenging, nothing, that would lend to much discussion, or defense, or offense! But, the guy, across from me, said, well, maybe you would, like to do that after lunch! I responded, NO, don't want one, referring to men, don't need one, don't like one, NO! never! So, of course, cops, have long, felt it their duty, to set me straight, that I need a man . . . NO I DON'T!
So, Mr. Undercover, Skater Cop from Kalispell, and I will tell you my God, Intel, on the dude, but he says, well, they say, or the Bible says, that women, need men, more than, men need women. No, we don't. Oh, yeah, you came out of our ribs. Yeah, and you came our of our LEGS! Well, we have long wanted women, out of our ribs. Believe me we don't want to be there! So, no, I don't need one, want one, care to have one, and the answer is NO, I don't want to sit on his lap after lunch! We didn't talk beyond that point. His two alleged, friends, who also, could easily been undercover cops too, come with their bull shit cover story, about working at this or that resort, or National Park, swearing, to make me feel at home, and how much they used to get in tips. I noticed, that the one dude, who I originally, got into it with, had a skateboard? My computer brain started to turn . . . next, this guy, directly behind the handsome, bald, but brooding cop, got up, with a sleeping bag, exactly the brand, model and make of the one, I left in Kalispell, when I was terrorized all fucking night with Harleys, cops, either skateboarders, crying war chants, or, I thought, erroring on the rational side, very late night, janitors, taking out garbage, on wheels . . . right then, a car went by with, paper license plates, red, with white letters, that said, KALISPELL! I was right, it was, garbage on wheels! these skateboarding cops!
PISSY DEFENSIVE ATTITUDE + SKATEBOARDS + MATCHING SLEEPING BAGS, LIKE THE ONE, I HAD TO LEAVE, WHEN FUCKING ALARMS WENT OFF, AFTER I LEFT, MY SECRET HIDING PLACE, JUST FEET FROM THE COPS, WEREWOVLES, OUT IN THE FULL MOON, LOOKING FOR ME + KALISPELL = THE COPS WHO CAME TO GET REVENGE FOR MAKING THEM LOOK STUPID, FOR NOT LOOKING BEHIND THE PARTITIAN WALL!
VIGILANTE COPS, EVENING OLD SCORES FOR THEIR FUCK UPS!
Back to the future, and evening old scores, where I wrote about cops, and their lame attempts at getting me . . . so, I mentioned the other night at the Pov. waking up, at 2:00 AM, and walking out the door, with cops, sheriffs, and undercover, covering the town, looking for me, after, me making a great escape, from the Pov., also noting, the women's overflow, twice as busy as the night before, with one chick, bitching and moaning that she had to do a 12 hour shift, the day of the Roots Fest, and being a cop, would make sense, pulling her normal, then, being on extra duty, for the festival, while her colleagues, covered their normal Friday or Saturday shifts, with all the college students coming back to town! Keep that in mind, so, when that attempt failed, with Annie, not knowing what to say, when she saw me, totally giving away the fact, that yes, her dream, that I left her, was more one of, wishful thinking or stinkin' thinkin' on the part of either a cop, she has set me up before, or someone paid by the cops, or both! So, the next night, after being out all the night before, I thought, OK, so they fucked the sting op, so maybe, I can sneak one night of sleep, inside, stretched out, and at least somewhat comfortable on the floor.
I get to the Pov. late, so as not to let them know, I am staying tonight. The line to get checked in, is already, forming, and I look over, and low and behold, the chick, whom, I believe, said she had a 12 hour shift, and also, the cop chick, I saw, the Sunday sting op, the week before, getting a good look at her, not only watching the fun and games I was to be the guest of honor at, but, seeing her the next day, Auburn hair, shoulder length, tall, average + size, packing heat, and wearing a badge . . . and this chick, dressed, a lot like I do, in all black, but with a red bandana, wrapped around her wrist, but, looking like she was sporting my style, but all new clothes, flip flops, and looking face to face with me, so, seeing other rats, Bobby and Mary, sister of the warden or old warden of the Women's Prison on Billings, where they have been trying to get me, for what crimes? framed? none I am aware of, and most shelters do background checks, so? but there two are always, ready and Mary has a direct phone to the cops, skipping the normal procedures, of going through staff! I had written about this chick cop, watching her, along with two sheriffs, while they were waiting for me, to come out of the alley, Dave, an undercover, overused cop, spotted me, while walking down the alley, where I had just ditched other cops, up the road, knowing that, they were looking for me, and avoiding the Pov. always, a dicey place, with cops showing up all the fucking time! I wrote, how this chick, left the two sheriffs, sitting waiting while she went to find Dave, or search the rooms at the Sleepy Inn Motel, where I stay some times, to see where I disappeared to? After seeing Dave, rat ass from hell, in on every fucking sting, for about a year! LOL! Like I don't suspect? God you guys are stupid!
Anyway, I wrote about this female cop, leaving, first going to the stop sign, near the Solstice and Equinox, very Brett names and architectural styles, then backing up, and looking at McDonald's, to see if I crossed the cops paths without being noticed, then to Sleepy Inn, proving my suspicious of Dave setting me up, and with the cops all waiting for me to surface from the alleyway, when I saw Dave leave, through one walkway, from the alley to the street, through the motel, old style, he went through one, letting me know he was going to call the cops, as usual, that dude is seriously still like the mentality of a 5 year old, ratting and tattle telling, on his friends, he got kicked out of the Pov. for being such a whiny piss ass! But, I was sitting watching the hunters, hunt for me, right at the Taco Del Sol, next door! LOL! So, cops shops, are allowing, lame ass stupid cops, what get paid for trying to get revenge for making them look stupid and then writing about them? Shelley's secret seconds, cops on the double payroll, of the mob, with 24/7 service! The whole thing is fucking shocking! to say the least! PAYBACK IS A BITCH, BITCH! LOL!
FOUNDATIONAL BACKGROUND, AND THAT IS THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG, FOR AN EVERYDAY, RELENTLESS PURSUIT, TO COVER THE SINS, CRIMES, LIES, THEFTS, AND COPS ROBBING ME AND MINE!
Oh, the cool thing is, that, I never said anything to anyone, I just got up, excused myself from the conversation I was involved in, and said I needed to go to the bathroom, and while I was in, I heard, the staff, who had, also, given me a clue that something was up . . . this new chick, looking like a total Mormon Muffin, return female missionary, dark hair, new at the Pov, or an alleged, volunteer, with staff changing like, most of the homeless change underwear, or more often, this hag, walks through with the typical, hound dog, face, droopy, stupid and lame, looking directly at me, like are you going to stay, when we call the cops or do our sting op, or are you going to make us look as fucked up as all the other cops, feds, included? YEP, as lame ass stupid as the rest of YOUR ILK! I mean, seriously, these fuckers, get more pissed, vindictive and wanting revenge, for me fucking with them, and blowing their fucked up attempts at getting me for the, what, thousandth, time or MORE, in the last, fucking 6 years, or more, going back to when they fucking tried to KILL ME IN 2000, like, they are more pissed? I just laugh it off . . . it is, JOANN, 1000 WINS vs. COPS a big fat, ZERO WINS! Not counting the money, you have stolen from ME AND MY FAMILY, YOU FUCKING DIRYT ASS COPS! protecting the MOB! GOD! LAW ENFORCEMENT? shit!
So, while the dark headed, Molly MO, was doing her thing, announcing the shit, we hear, every fucking night, that I have heard a million times I the last few years, which, I understand, that all the new people need to hear, I just, simply walked out the back door, without anyone noticing, I was gone, nor did I check in, and the great thing was, I did my job, just in case, I needed to stay inside, or wanted to, preferring my own company, to 95% of the people, in the world, liking to be alone, and slide outside and up to my tramp camp, with of course surveillance on me from the feds, who want to know where, what, who, why and how, I do what I do better than all their fucking agents and assets! But, in true, God Intel, fashion, I woke up, at 3:01 AM, like, yeah, they had another midnight run, and sting op, and you were gone! LOL! YOU WON! as indicated by the ONE! Thanks, and I got ready to split my digs, just incase, the pissed off cops, headed my way, and they did, cop hell or about, 15 minutes after, the alleged time of the raid . . . is Shelley worth this? God? I must not know, my loser sister at all, but then again, you think, she is me, and I am her ugly fucking dirty, criminal ass! YOU ARE NOT EXCUSED, BECAUSE, I AM WRITING, AND YOU KNOW WHO I AM, BECAUSE, I WRITE IN LIVING BREATHING COLOR, EVERY FUCKING DETAIL OF WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO THE BLOGGER< FUCKERS! LAME ASS IDIOTS! SHIT!
ARE YOU READY FOR LAST NIGHT?
Okay, so I wrote about the dirty cops in New Orleans, defending the drug dealers, rather than, the citizens, or their victims, murdering citizens, for ratting out their murderous plots, and then wanting to kill, undercover agents, pretending to be king pin drug dealers, . . . long time of FBI, play acting, so using the girls club, to pretend they are me, to get at my TREASURES, is not new! Former, FBI, Director, Louis Freech, or whatever his name was, started using, actors and actresses, in criminal trials, rather than the real witnesses, so fucked up, believe, me, as a defense attorney, and civil rights attorney, with the 6th amendment rights, in the Constitution, they hate do bad, and want to get rid of in favor of the Patriot Act, and this is why, states that, the accused, as a right to face their accusers! If you, FBI, had fakes, actors and actresses, like you do for me, playing my PART, you don't get the veracity, credibility, authenticity, and truth, emotion, horror, or are you facing your accusers, but some surrogate for your accusers! GOD YOUR FUCKED UP! No wonder, these shits hate my guts, I make them follow the law, IMAGINE, LAW ENFORCMENT AND THE CRIMINAL JUSTICE SYSTEM, ACTUALLY BEING FORCED TO OBEY THE CONSTITUTION? A NOVEL THOUGHT NOW DAYS, ALL PATRIOT ACT FUCKS AND STIFFS!
So, I knew, that there would be hell to pay for ratting out these lame ass ugly dirty cops, because, the story was a direct analogical factually, perfect, scenario, for the dirty cops in my case, going after, beating, abusing, threatening the victims, taking out, even murderous hits, on the person, an aunt of a kid who purchased drugs from one of the dealers, the cops were protecting and being paid to do so, because, she was sick of the dirty ass cops, and filed a complaint against him . . . believe, me, there are 26 such murders, connected to my case, and they are defending, the cops that is, the MOB! and going after me, FUCKING NON-STOP, GO FUCKING FIGURE?
After, I wrote my blog, I walked passed, the place my last tramp camp was, where the white SUV, suburban was parked, across the street from Fresh Market, on Scott, ironically, a vehicle like Rachel's, and on a street with her son's name, Scott, all things are symbolic, Rachel is a fucking whore, pretending to be me and the mother of my kids? SHIT, she doesn't want to claim her own mess of kids, with eating disorders, and issues, aa SCOTT WOULD PUT IT, and I was sleeping in a total pig sty, indicative of the person that vehicle represents to me . . . pink is the color of the girlz club, due to Mary Kay cosmetics, and they are all about, what women want, and dazzled by a Brett, a Frank, or a fake Kennedy, or real, for that matter, I for one am, not, I have made more money, and my name, is possibly, now a peer to the Kennedy's! with a billion worldwide readers, regardless of the flatlining the NSA does for PARK PLACE FLATS, Kay, used to live near Park City, and her blog is flat as her fucking pancake ass . . .she is not a bad ass, nor does she have a bad ass . . . you could call her no ass, flat ass, or pancake ass, but she most certainly does not have a bad ass, nor is she a bad ass, and without a doubt, not a bad ass con law chick! who could write this blog!
NICE TRY COCKSUCKERS, SHE COULD BE THAT! THEY ARELL ARE THE GIRLZ CLUB! LOL! But as, I got off the bus, to go to lunch, ot be ratted out, for what, blowing the POV, sting op, and making them look the fools they are? but, first, on my way, I walked passed where the SUV, exactly like the age and model of Rachel and Chris HICKEY'S old white suburban, was, there were FRENCH FRIES, strewn all over the GUTTER! Rachel and Chris, went to the French Riviera, for their honeymoon, and it is where Stephanie, Rachel's oldest daughter was conceived, she could not make smart chicks, like my two, military daughters, members of the Golden Key honor society, both asked to join, Greta joined, Nicole did not, Gret was sworn in, in none other than CONSTITUTIONAL HALL, next to the WHITE HOUSE, very symbolic for her mother, ME, YOU UGLY BITCH! I am mortified, horrified, and embarrassed, to have that hag ass stupid mother, loser, fucking FLIGHT ATTENDANT OR WAITRESS IN THE SKY, SARAH PALIN, BITCH ASS RACHEL BE ME! NO GODDAMNED FUCKING THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111
I also fried the cops asses, who are trying to make that fucking bitch ME, due to BOOBS, for god sake, YOU NEED TRAINING ASS WIPES! YOUR FUCKING DUMB! but she is your style, I AM TOO GOD DAMNED SMART FOR YOUR SORRY ASSES, I MIGHT MAKE YOU REAL COPS, NOT PRETEND COPS, GETTING MONEY FOR NOTHING AND CHICKS FOR FREE, YEAH, RACHEL IS EASY, ASK KENNEDY! LOL! He HAD TO ACTUALLYY WORK FOR ME! TOO MUCH WORK APPARENTLY! LOL!
NO GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHED! I FIGURED A STING OP, LAST NIGHT! YEP!
I thought of going back to the Pov., but decided, it was worthless to try, I am a sitting duck there, too many rats, without distinction between staff and their charges! I thought of going somewhere, other than my recent, tramp camp, because, when I write about, my feats over the cops, with each bit of information, they use it against me, to figure out where I am, and how, to get me back for exposing their dirty shit! And, last night was no exception. I scoped out various places around town, but the wind started to whip up, and I decided to take my chances at the place I was, but, God, sent by surveillance looking vans, and a couple of other type signs that they were watching me, the feds, who have all the tools, including, most likely, two, from my estimation, GPS, tracking devices in me, they don't play fair! believe me, even with that, they have not been able to get me! but they do usually, know, close to where I am, but, maybe not exactly, but close! I am always hoping that, the good guys, if there is any, are near, and are using me for live bait, to rat out the bad cops, feds, family, staff, and homeless! Or at least, if I ever do let down guard, and they kill me, or imprison me, the cops, who are not involved, might know where to look, or start and investigation into my death, and what a waste of knowledge, tragedy, and so far beyond the contributions of the tits and ass, they have been WANTING TO BE ME! SAD . . .
I took several buses, back and forth, to hopefully shake at trail, watched, noticed, and saw some concerning things, that might be problematic, but, decided, that, I was smart enough, that even if, they went after me, I would get away! LOL! I was tired, had been up at 1:00 AM, then 2:00 AM, then 3:00 AM, so I FUCKING NEEDED SLEEP! There was a guy spying on me the night before, so I knew, they knew where I was, if they could catch me, where I was or had been, but that is a big IF! I am the ultimate gamer, and so, finding me, where expected, at the times, expected, and in the position expected, is the hard thing with me, as it proved to be with the sting op, last night, or the early morning hours of today! So, I got in way earlier than usual, to throw off surveillance, did my normal, blitz, sneak, attack, to my camp, without being noticed, but I had surveillance on me, but the surveillance, was parked, just back enough, that I could see, him/her, or their vehicle, but they could NOT SEE ME! LOL! Rule #1, make sure you can see the subject? LOL! Who taught you, Shelley? Kay? Brett? Kennedy? Rachel, god forbid? LOL! No, you need to see me, if I can't see you, you can't see me! LOL! So, being there early was critical, because, I scoped out the site, from bus, got off, a different place, walked back alleys, and came through in a way to see, what, I was up against1 I am strategic, smart, patient, cautious for the most part, but I WAS FUCKING TIRED!
STING OP CONFIRMED, COP, "U" TURN IN FRONT OF ME, AFTER THEY BLEW IT, FLOODLIGHTS IN MY LOCATION, SO PLAYING TO THE SKY COPS, SO FEDS INVOLVED!
I trust God's intel, perfectly, but, at times, I doubt, my own, inconvenience and not necessarily my ability to read what is going on, but, my desire to follow what God is telling me, or what I need to do to avoid danger! So, last night, even fully aware, of the danger, the stake out, and the risk, I needed sleep, a rare night, can go forever, but, two weeks of relentless pursuit, as planned, going after me at the Pov. on the streets, and at my camp, without stopping, going on sleep deprivation, a torture tool, with them hoping, they could just wear me down, and they were coming close, although, I was spent by early afternoon, I got a second wind, when I realized, for a third night in a row, the Pov. was not safe!, I got a second wind, generally music will help, liven my spirits and drive me on, as it did, last night. So, I am sound asleep, and from the direction of the surveillance vehicle, a sheriff came rolling into my tramp camp, in my dream, and that was the end of the dream. That didn't move me, so, waking from a sound sleep, right again, like the day before, I awoke, not at 3:01 AM, but, 3:04 . . . symbolic of the sheriffs, if not all cops, who know these women, and don't know me from jack, other than, what some ex-lover or jealous sister, friend, or attorney, choses to say, about me! but, the time indicated, that they are for the four women, claiming to be me! Shelley, Kay, Rachel and Sue, are the main ones!
I was pissed a groggy, but, the threat of the surveillance and stake out, was glaring me in the face and the dream of the sheriff, making the threat of a sting op and who knows what, a reality. The day before, I was able, due to the sting op being at the POV, to stay in my vehicle, warm for a while, but, last night, fuck no! I put my shoes on, got ready and busted a move, got the fuck out, before something real happened, oh, and again, I felt the sting, of God, saying, stay warm if you want, but, you are in the middle of the fucking sting op, that you are not going to like the outcome to! I MOVED! LOL! I walked passed an undercover cops, I just typed, gop, or GOP, so no surprise, GOP, or the Republicans are behind this, my family, is all Republicans, as are the Mormon cops, FBI director, James Comey is, and the whole fucking state of Utah and half or more of MONTANA is! Remember, the three things cops never do? one was vote Democrat, and with Hillary, they are even less likely, for the Donald, regardless of who incredibily fucked up the man and his lack of policies are, simply saying, he is the law and order candidate, and a man, with a hot wife, is enough, stupid wife, is fine, ugly, no way! LOL!
Anyway, some dude, is just sitting, on the curb, near Fresh Market, the street above it, where I am likely to walk, to catch the 5:40 bus, #11, each morning for my ride around the town, to watch the city wake up and to think about my blog, and read the newspaper! So, a pretty safe place, other than, I generally, go down the ramp, for Fresh Market, and probably surprised the dude! LOL! I wanted to relish in the discarded, looking like someone was pissed and tossed them, right where the SUV the cops towed away was, and laugh, as I did, entertaining the vision of what, the cops might have done, seeing, my blog from yesterday, and the exposer of their secret second cop shop, serving the mob, wearing MISSOULA COLORS AND MARKINGS! Making a bad name for the real cops! The dude, who would have seen me, and not me see him, was probably surprised, and either ratted me out to the cops, who were planning to raid my tramp camp, or surveillance did? So, I was afraid, that, the black homeless dude, who was camped sleeping the day before, was at the bus shelter, where I wanted to get a bit of more, shut eye, might be, so, I went over across the street, when I could see the other shelter, appeared to be empty, and I put on my make-up, and by this time was not too tired, but . . . so, I notice this city police car, coming down the street, being glad I left, when I did!
I am not thinking anything, other than, I hope this asshole doesn't test the LAW ON VEGRANCY and I am fully awake, and putting on my make-up for the day, and there was a handy, bus schedule someone left, sitting next to me, and I could just say, I could not sleep, so I decided to get an early start on the day, and I was just waiting for the 5:40 bus, only being about 4:00 AM by this time. But, to my surprise and not so surprise, the cop, pulls a "U" turn, right where I am sitting, right in front of me, and does a quick turn around, and he heads to the parking lot of the Fresh Market, drives through that, and when he gets parallel with me again, he takes out his FLOODLIGHTS and shines them right on me! That was a tell tale sign, that, sure as shit, there was a sting op, and I probably missed it by minutes, up at my tramp camp, foiling the cops, yet another time, 1001 attempt my win, o wins for the cops! LOL! But, he was playing to the sky, by the symbolic moves, the "U" turn, and the floodlights, letting someone know, exactly where I was and who I AM! See, they have no problem, knowingly and intentionally, harassing the blogger, ME and she is JOANN S. SECRIST AND THEY DAMNED WELL KNOW IT, so covering up for the FRAUDS! In the next few minutes, a sheriff went by, and so, YEAH, there was a plan, in place, and they were pissed and once again, GOD DIRECTED MY PATHS, NOT LEAVING ME ALONE!
THERE IS A CONCERTED EFFORT, TO FORCE ME ON THE STREETS, WHETHER, KEEPING ME FROM THE POV. OR FROM A SAFE PLACE . . . HOW IS THIS FOR "SERVING AND PROTECTING" THE MOB? I DON'T DARE GET AN APARTMENT, IF I COULD GET ONE, THAT WAS, NOT CONTROLLED BY THE MOB, EVEN CHANGING WHO I TALK TO AND THE ADDRESSES, WITH A CLONED PHONE, OR WATCHING MY CRAIGSLIST INQUIRES! SO, THE POV. IS OUT, THE STREETS ARE FROUGHT WITH PROWLERS AND PREDATOR COPS, NO MATTER THE CITY, SO? WHAT IS A GIRL TO DO? FUCK YOU, BEAT YOU AGAIN!
LOL! I LOVE THIS SHIT, DON'T PLAN ON ME BACKING DOWN, OR WEARING OUT! IT IS NOT IN MY BONES, HEART, AND I FUCKING DIG BEATING YOUR ASSES AND MAKING YOU THE FOOLS OF THE WORLD! LOL! I AM SURE THEY WILL TRY AGAIN TONIGHT! GOT TO PROTECT THOSE BOOBS, ASSETS, AND THE MONEY, SO IT GOES INTO FOREIGN HANDS, NOT THE SECRIST FAMILY FORTUNE, BECAUSE SHE IS NOT GOING TO GIVE TO THE POLICE MAN'S BALL! LOL! WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE FOR ME? I KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE NOT DONE . . . SERVED AND PROTECTED!
MOB FUCKS . . . GOIN' FOR BUCKS!
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