MEIDAL DETECTIVES. SILVER TIP. BLUESKYGAS. SPIKE STIK. TRIPP LITE. CONJOINED TWINS SURVIVE MEDICAL SEPARATION. LOCAL IS DELICIOUS. HORSE TO WATER. TWO MORE TELLING FORENSIC FILES: (1) SIBLING RIVALRY; AND (2) MEDICAL DETECTIVES--DONNA PAYANT MURDER AT GREEN HAVENS PRISON, NEW YORK . . . LET'S MAKE A DEAL, GOOD OLE' BOYZ NETWORK, WHISTLEBLOWER. THESE EPISODES ARE NOT DIRECTLY ON POINT WITH MY CASE, BUT, AS YOU LOOK AT THE OVER ALL SCHEME AND SOME OF THE ELEMENTS OF THE BIGGER PICTURE, MORE AND MORE PIECES TO THE VERY COMPLICATED PUZZLE START TO CLARIFY AND CLEAN UP, VARIOUS ASPECTS OF THE CASE, MAKING IT MORE UNDERSTANDABLE AND INVESTIGATORS, MORE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND, THE CONSPIRACY AND CORRUPTION, IN THIS CASE . . .

DONNA PAYANT MURDER AT GREEN HAVEN PRISON

I believe they said, that Donna was the first, at least prison guard to go missing, at a New York prison.  Donna and her husband were both correctional officers and prison guards at the prison, also the parents of several children.  One of the main characteristics of Donna, was that she was known for her strict sense of justice.  There had long been a good ole' boyz network of guards, who, had what they called, the Let's Make a Deal game going on within the prison, where the guards would provide inmates with drugs, and even prostitutes, and this had been going on for a long period of time, but as more and more female prison guards, came on board, in particularly, Donna, there became increasing friction, between Donna and the male guards, even one day, several days before, Donna's disappearance, a physical confrontation between one of the male guards and her, she was heard to have said, this has got to stop, as he was pushing and poking her, back into a wall.  So, when, Donna came up missing, everyone was sure that, one of the prison guards, must have been the one or several, who didn't like her whistle blower, attitudes, willing to take it to upper management and administration at the prison, and got pissed off and decided to get rid of her.

A search was conducted and eventually, through some miracle, Donna's body was discovered, in a landfill at the dump, buried in black garbage bags, she had been brutally, beaten, sodomized, savagely raped, had ligatures, around her neck, she had been strangled, and due to the conditions and the search, every bone in her body had been broken, and in addition to all this, detectives and forensic scientists, found a very distinctive bite mark on her neck, among the bruises.  Due to Donna's battles with the male guards, trying to stop the corruption and illegal activities, the guards were the first suspects, due to the freedom at which, they could move around the prison, going through locked doors, and all, during the daylight hours, when Donna worked.  However, in talking to prison guards, some having been with Donna, just hours before she went missing, they recalled, she got a call, from someone, and seemed upset, left to deal with a problem.  While the medical doctors, examined the body, looking for evidence of a killer, an special forensic scientist who looked a teeth, and dentist, turned investigator, noticed: (1) the unique bite mark impression; and (2) he knew he had seen that same bite mark before, in another case.  Some say there was not evidence at all of a bite mark, but this man, looked back at the case, and found that, a man, who had murdered the woman in the other case, was also a prisoner, at the prison, having bitten the woman on the nose, in a mark that looked, like the one on Donna's neck.

MODEL PRISONER, FREE ACCESS TO PRISON, TRUSTED BY PRISON CHAPLIN . . . AND THE JEWELRY BOX GIFT

Some of the female guards, recall, Donna mentioning, that, one of the prisoners, was making her a jewelry box, whether she asked him to, or he was just volunteering and making her a gift is unclear; however, upon examination of the Chaplin's office, the police found that the man, had been gone the day of the murder, all day, and that, the suspect, had plenty of time, to have an altercation, assault the female guard, kill her, dump her body, in garbage bags, and dispose of it in the garbage truck, going unnoticed, due to his model and trusted behavior.  There was no evidence of blood or other telling evidence; however, there were locks of the victim's hair in the closet, linking, the suspect near the victim at one point during the day, seeing a possible, rejection, either of the jewel box, or a sexual advance toward this very straight laced and rigid female guard, no nonsense, and not taking any violation of the rules, very well, with investigators and detectives, wondering, if the prisoner snapped and violently reacted to the rejection.  The prisoner's teeth also matched the marks on the neck of the victim, but the suspect refused to admit his guilt, and said that he was set up by the guards, and framed for the murder, and that while he did have a unique teeth mark, missing a tooth, many people given the condition of the body, the bruising, the blood, and other broken bones, said there was not bite mark . . . the sister of the victim, who knew the situation at the prison very well, insisted, that the prison guards had the motive and opportunity to kill her sister, and dispose of her body.

A memorial was set up, outside the prison, honoring Donna Payant, but, many who knew of the case the troubles at the prison, and the tension between the old guard and the new, female guards, said this crime never should have happened and should have been prevented.  There were many very symbolic names in this episode, especially Donna Payant . . . Donna is significant, because, Brett's mother's name is Donna, and the weaving with sisters, and other women, started back in Logan or Cache county where both Shelley and her Bandits, started to steal Elliot and God's Revolver's, music, teamed up with Brett and Kay, the core crew of the whole criminal enterprise.  I have my suspicions that, they all knew each other, or at least Shelley and Brett knew each other, Brett having grown up there in Logan and Shelley, having lived there most of her adult life, starting with college, so the possibility of the two running into each other, given the predatory inclinations and womanizer that Brett was, it is very likely, they knew each other, long before, I came along, if not planned the steal, and that possibly, from my intel, Brett is the daddy of Isaac, the beneficiary and chosen child or Shelley.  Shelley also had a business account, long before, I knew Brett, that was called, Sterling Financial, and Brett and I, lived in Mt. Sterling, Utah?  Connection, I would say!

PAYANT . . . THIS JUMPS FORWARD TO THE BROCK CASE, "PAY AUNT" WHERE THE SISTER WEAVING GETS REALLY DICEY!

THE FIAT COMMERCIAL--TWO RED CARS, WEAVING IN AND OUT OF ONE CAR, BLENDED INTO TWO CARS!

This new FIAT, or I FAT, commercial, is on right now, and is so, telling of the way, lives, sisters, intersected, weaved in and out of each other's lives, sharing houses, exchanging kids, crossing over, bands, work, and men, over a span of about at least 25 to 30 years, especially, between me and Shelley, with the same thing happening with Isaac and Elliot, often knowing the same people and intersecting in the same or similar business ventures, just like the little cute red cars, first appearing to be two, driving at each other, then, crossing paths, turning into one, only to go back in the other direction, as two separate and distinct, cars, much as the sisters have over the years, in many ways, in particularly, dealing with securities and the state:

• as an assistant attorney general, much like Donna Payant, at odds, right off the get go, with the surcharge, seeing it as nothing more than a money maker for the cops, the prosecutors and the courts, seeing myself as the UTAH PROSECUTOR, from almost the first week of my job, and at cross hairs with male attorneys, cops, and others involved in the criminal justice system, being much like Donna, with a horrendous inner sense of what JUSTICE IS and seeing it as JUSTICE FOR ALL, putting me and the system, often as enemies, me taking my oath of an officer of the court, very serious, to preserve, protect and defend the U.S. and State Constitutions vs. the new or coming Patriot Act legislation, already being practiced by cops and prosecutors . . . looking more like the system protecting the system, rather than the system protecting the citizens, through serving and protecting, so conflict right off the bat, culminating in me killing asset forfeiture legislation, only about a year after being hired, and later moved rapidly into the upper echelon and administration of the Utah Attorney General's Office!
• at this same time, Shelley, her boss and her ex-husband were being investigated for securities fraud, eventually leading to Shelley turning state's evidence against the other two, sending everyone to prison, except her . . . but she was later, and I don't know if it was, because she cut a deal and owed community service, was a single mother, or just how she got involved with the Attorney General's Children's Justice Centers, about the time, I was hired and left the AG's office, going later to the Utah Division of Aging and the Utah Medical Association, but this appointment or order, put Shelley in contact with the Chamber of Commerce, cops, BACA, and she soon, became, very involved in the community, and after I was diagnosed with Pick's Disease, and was to die, Shelley seemed like the most interested sister, and later, I noticed that she was creating a criminal record, and recording me, and the cops, would always call Shelley, when I was just walking around the streets of Logan, living with her off and on.  This is when I noticed that the neighbor was calling me, Shelley and her, JoAnn, like what?  That is when I first became afraid that she was stealing my identity, with my father sending her all my I.D., giving my car to her, later to Jesse when Chris, my son needed a car at the time and it was all paid for with my money . . . but without going through this, if you can see this weaving, moving in and out of each other's lives, sharing subject matter and all, then you can understand, that at the time that the Brock case, was coming to fruition, and Rachel, Me and Shelley were all weaving and moving in and out of that Sugar Leo house, you can see, that, it was Shelley who got paid for my BROCK CASE, seeing she was the sister, who ratted out her boss and ex, and I was the one, who sued the state, the gov. the AG, securities, and department of commerce, all of whom Shelley had been wheeling and dealing with long before, I met . . . well not true, I knew Francine Gianni and Mark Shurtleff and  Jan Graham all first, but the rest like, state regulators, Mark Griffith, and others, knew Shelley first . . . so you can see, that with Elliot's band money, now, Mitt Romney running, Shelley hooking up with Brett after I left, same with Kay, and me rising as a super star in the legal field again, that there was motive, money and prestige, power and a presidential election to win, so while I was being almost killed, Shelley was moving into my name, position and I became the TARGET OF THE KILL!
• Rachel, and I also weaved in and out, even long after I went up to Montana, so, Shelley was me in St. George, and Rachel, became me in Montana?  Anyway, all the sisters, as sisters are known to do, have lives that intersect, and weave in and out, but, I AM THE ONLY SOUTHWICK WITH THE EARNING POTENTIAL! 
• I think the description of the conjoint twins, joined at the brain, is very symbolic, of what happened, people, read my blog and they think Shelley is me, and she wrote it, or they have divided up my almost 1200 blogs, into topics and 5 or so women, and some men, get the proceeds and credit, while they keep me, as a dead woman, in garbage bags, beaten, poor, destitute, in homeless shelters, being chased from pillar to post, literally, never laying down roots, and totally in a CONTROLLED ENVIRONMENT, even the men I meet are all, to accomplish a purpose, WEAVING WITH the sista and friend club, with the men, lying to cover me up, and then teaming with sisters and friends, heaping more and more garbage on me, breaking every bone in my body, leaving me dead, symbolically, batter, sexually assaulted, strangled, sodomized, and decomposing, while they live on MY MONEY AND WORK, enticing, bribing and still living on my EARNING POTENTIAL . . . something that NEVER should have been allowed to happen, and should have been STOPPED LONG AGO!

SIBLING RIVALRY

This case is so symbolic and right on, not in the profession, but in the two brothers, who look so much alike, and start a business together . . . something, I never did, but I believe, you and others have been led to believe, that, me and Rachel are twins, and like these two brothers, the older brother is the brain of the Mitchell Bros. Inc., porn kings, strip joints, X rated movies and nude dancing, but very lucrative, and the younger brother, was the genitals of the operation, and together they made a fortune.  But as time went on, eventually, the younger brother, who nobody could tell was younger, because the two looked so much a like that, they thought the two were literal twins, but he got out of control and started drinking and carrying on all kinds of destructive behavior, that was taking the business and the brother's relationship down with him, until one night, the older brother went over to the younger brother's house and shot him, 5 times, in what was considered a crime of PASSION, are we listening cops, you NEED TO DO YOUR JOB ON THIS!  But, the older brother was pushed beyond his limits to cope and just, literally went nuts and killed his younger brother!  The older brother, was only sentenced to 6 years, and released after just 3 years in prison, being a model prisoner, later to get out and be successful again.  Many thought his sentence was too light.

I was interesting that this crime took place, outside of San Francisco, California, in a town, called, Twin Cities!  But, the frustration I have had, over the years, is seeing exactly what my family is doing, from stealing music, to cases, on to moving up here and following me here, cutting in on every aspect of any venture, legislation, water compacts, now a billion dollar blog, and relentlessly pursuing me, and my income, claiming it as if the twins earned it when they have no history of success, in a monetary sense, nor any ability to make the money and just ride on my BRAINS, like the conjoined twins, seeing us, as somehow, inseparable, like these boys, joined and stuck together at the top of their heads!  Now, this is MAN SPEAK, because, I don't need anyone, never have, never will need a man or woman, to buffer me, pave the way for me, nor MANAGE MY IMAGE . . . which seems to be, what they are trying to PULL OFF, with lame ass LOSERS who have ABSOLUTELY NO EARNING POWER OF THEIR OWN, OTHER THAN TO ROB ME, LEACH OFF ME, GLOB ONTO ME, AND SUCK THE BLOOD AND LIFE OUT OF ME, NO MATTER WHAT MY NEW ENDEAVORS ARE . . . fuck, I left the state of Utah, to ditch their sorry asses, even giving or through leaving, let them take the case, against my will and wishes, but to just get the fuck our the HOSTILE STATE! now STATES! 

But one piggy back ride, turned into another, to another, so that every aspect of my life, is threatened and I am left, in a garbage heap of shit, while they live HIGH ON THE HOG, in LUXURY AND WEALTH, I MADE OR MY KIDS MADE!  And like the older brother, if someone, some cop agency or prosecutor, doesn't do something, I, like this older brother the BRAINS, will go ape shit and it will be the fault of law enforcement who sees these women as NECESSITIES to KEEP STEALING MY MONEY, PRETENDING TO BE ME, RUNNING ME AROUND, CHASING ME AS IF I AM BEING SET UP TO TAKE THE FALL FOR THEIR CRIMES!

I AM NOT A TWIN, NOT A CONJOINED TWIN, NOT A BUSINESS PARTNER, DON'T  EVEN CONSIDER THEM FAMILY, ANY MORE, NOT SISTERS, NOT FRIENDS, NOT PARENTS, NOTHING . . . I AM THE ONE, WHO DAILY, WRITE THIS BLOG, JUST LIKE I HAVE WRITTEN ALL THE BLOGS, MY KIDS ARE THE ROCK AND POP STARS, THE WRITERS, THE SCHOLARS, AND THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING . . . GITUROWN!

I AM RAWLAW, HITTING A BREAKING POINT, AND STILL IN FEAR OF MY LIFE, JUST LIKE I WAS, WHEN I FIRST LEFT UTAH AND CAME TO MONTANA!

DO YOUR GOD DAMNED JOBS!

I AM LEAVING TO GO TO SEATTLE TO SEE, MILES THORNTON III, PROBABLY ONE OF THEIRS, BUT, I WANT THE WORLD TO KNOW, WHERE I AM, SO THAT I DON'T GET KILLED, WHILE, THE COPS ARE SCRATCHING THEIR DICKS!