Sunday, October 16, 2016

SPLATTERHOUSE. DEAD END GAME. DIRTY HEADS. WALKING DEAD SURVIVOR. EX-CENTRIC. SHORT BLOG TODAY, WROTE ABOUT CIA YESTERDAY, RIGHT ABOUT 12:00 NOON, I WENT TO CATCH THE BUS TO THE POVERELLO CENTER FOR LUNCH, SOME GUY, WEARING AN ORANGE PARKA, WITH A BLUE LINER, BLUE HAT, LEVIS WITH TWO KIDS, A LITTLE BLONDE GIRL WITH A PINK RIBBON, SHIRT AND SLEEVELESS SHIRT, AND I BELIEVE A BOY, DIDN'T NOTICE HIM, BUT, AFTER I CAME OUT OF THE BATHROOM, HAVING LEFT MY BACKPACK, PACKED AND READY TO LEAVE ON THE BOOTH TABLE WHERE I HAVE BEEN SITTING FOR ABOUT 4 HOURS, BUT, WHEN I CAME OUT, ONE OF THE POUCHES, THAT MY COMPUTER DESIGNED BACKPACK, HOLDS FOR THE TWO CORDS, WAS UNZIPPED AND THE CORD PART WAS GONE! I DIDN'T PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER, UNTIL I GOT DOWN A BLOCK RETRACING MY STEPS, STARTING WITH LAST NIGHT WHEN I DID, USE THE CHARGER, CORDS AT THE BREAK, AND DO WHAT I ALWAYS TO, PACK THEM IN THE SIDE POUCHES--BUT, I WOULD HAVE NOTICED THEY WERE GONE, BECAUSE, OBVIOUSLY, I AM EXTEPTIONALLY PERCEPTIVE AND NOTICE DETAILS . . . NOW HAD THE CORDS BEEN IN THE FRONT POUCH WHERE I KEEP PENS, LIPSTICK, MY CELL PHONE, BUS SCHEDULES, COMBS, ETC., THERE MIGHT HAVE BEEN REASON TO BELIEVE THAT, I JUST LEFT THE POUCH OPEN AND IT FELL OUT BECAUSE, I AM IN AND OUT OF THAT POCKET ALL DAY LONG; HOWEVER, THE COMPUTER CHARGER CORDS, NO, MY COMPUTER HAS 11 HOUR BATTERY CHARGE ON IT, SO, ME WRITING FOR SEVERAL HOURS IS NOT A BIG DEAL! AND WHEN I AM NEAR A PLUG, NO MATTER HOW CHARGED MY BATTERY IS, I PLUG THE COMPUTER CORDS INTO KEEP IT "EVER READY" FOR ACTION, SEEING THAT THE LAST FEW DAYS, WITH THE ELECTIONS APPROACHING AND THE EXPOSURE OF THE FUCKS WHO HAVE BEEN DOING THIS IS GETTING NEARER AND NEARER, I HAVE DONE TWO AND THREE BLOGS PER DAY, RATHER THAN JUST THE NORMAL ONE, I TRADITIONALLY DO! BUT WHAT STRUCK ME, AS WRONG, DIFFERENT, STRANGE ABOUT THE DAD, AND TWO KIDS, IS THE FACT THAT, IN A TOTALLY EMPTY RESTAURANT, FOR THE MOMENT, I JUST DID A TYPO, MONEY, ALL PARENTS, WITH KIDS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS, TAKE THEIR KIDS IN "PLAYPLACELAND!" WITHOUT EXCEPTION, I HAVE NEVER SEEN OTHERWISE, SO HE CAME AND SAT BY ME FOR A PURPOSE, AND HE DID, IN RETROSPECT, SEEM TO BE TAKING HIS TIME, DINKING AROUND, PROLONGING TAKING OFF HIS PARKA, AND TAKING TIME TO ORDER . . . NOW, ANYONE WHO KNOWS ME OR OBSERVES MY ROUTINES, WOULD KNOW, THAT REGARDLESS OFGOING TO THE RESTROOM, MINUTES EARLIER, I ALWAYS, DO A BATHROOM CHECK, SOMETHING I PICKED UP IN MY CHILDHOOD, BECAUSE MY PARENTS WITH 8 KIDS, WOULD NOT SOONER GET ON THE ROAD AND SOMEONE WOULD HAVE TO GO TO THE RESTROOM! SO IT IS A LONG DEVELOPED HABIT AND PROBABLY A BIT PSYCHOTIC, AT THIS AGE, BUT, NONETHELESS, THERE WOULD BE A 99% CHANCE IN A 100 THAT i WOULD, MAKE ONE LAST TRIP TO THE RESTROOM! IT WOULD HAVE TAKEN TWO SECONDS, ACTUALLY NOW THAT I LOOK BACK, HE SEEMED TO BE HOVERING OVER THE KIDS, BUT, IN REALITY, HE WAS LIKLY HOVERING OVER MY COMPUTER BAG, RENDERING MY LIMITED, AT LEAST FOR A DAY OR TWO, IN THIS "PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE GAME" OF TRYING TO BLOCK ME, FROM EXPOSING THE CIA SHIT TEAMS OF LIARS, THEIVES, JOKES, AND CLOWNS, IN THEIR LESS THAN NOBLE ATTEMPTS TO GET ME, KILL ME, LOCK ME UP, DETAIN ME, INCARCERATE ME FOR NOT DAMNED GOOD REASON, OTHER THAN TO STEAL, EVERYTHING I AM, AND RELOCATE IT TO THE GIRLZ AND BOYZ CLUBS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT! LOSERS, NOTHING BUT, LOSERS! SHIT!

Don't Worry, Be Happy . . . OOO, Don't Worry, Don't Worry, Be Happy!  LOL!

Lucky for me, I have friends in allegedly, low places . . . some Native chick, cool as hell, overheard me say that, I had gotten my cord stolen, seeing that my blogging and true crime shows, are my life, at this time, I was pissed, and vocal about it too, so, she said, oh, I'll get you one, I work at a motel, and we have a basket full of computer chargers that people have left in their rooms, so, I just look for the piece you need . . . GREAT, will love you forever!  Now most people would look at this, and say, well it is just a computer cord, but, I just bought the 8th computer, and don't have more than 50 cents on me, until the 3rd of November, so, it is not like they would totally, put me out of the blogging business, but, they would make my life harder, their joy and pleasure in life, to make my life harder, no matter now inane the task, or normal the procedure, like getting an I.D. card, which I am sure they are pissed they didn't get intercepted by staff, or through the mail, or stop me, before, I even got it and saw that, the DMV, didn't even make MY I.D., card, the way I filled out the form, but blended it into, my sister's FAKE, use of my driver's license!  They can't get me on the big things like murdering me, but, they are pretty damned successful of having the network of cops, spies, Mormons, and family, ever on call, to do their dirty head shit!

I found it interesting, that the way, I hooked up the new cords, came from a book that might have been left by some ass wipe, CIA agent, undercover in the Poverello, knowing that I look at shirts, book titles and other things, to learn stuff, use as blogging "attention getters" or to possibly, even get God Intel, but, they know how I operate now, so, I have to be able to distinguish between, the man made manipulated signs, or the real, directional signs, that have saved my life over the last 5 years!  But, the Native chick, asked me if I wanted a book she was trying to get rid of . . . DEAD END GAME, which immediately caught my attention, as really what this stupid shit is all about, some scored game, to kill me, train fucking spooks, free, against someone smarter and more educated, experienced, and cunning, crafty, creative than all their agents put together!  So, I wanted to check the source, so I asked the chick, if she had read it, and she said, NO, it was just sitting here in the window, so, not attached to anyone, and it keeps falling on the floor, so . . . I told her to just leave it in the window between the overflow and dining, kitchen area, and someone will read it.

But, as if, in a second witness type way, a few minutes later, her husband came and picked up the same book, so, I started thinking this, was, possibly, a God Intel, and warning, with several meanings, depending on how one interpreted it, but again, and I didn't know who he was, but he was near her stuff where the book had been set, and she told me she was there with her husband, so, I assumed that was him, and said, no, I don't want to read it, but let me see that title again, and sure enough, there could be more than one meaning, DEAD END GAME, and I told him, I was not much of a book reader, but I do read, newspapers, magazines, and news feed, because, generally, novels don't catch my interest, which is about, a Sesame Street, TV kids, attention span, but adult attention span time frames, and we all laughed, but, the book for a third time, caught my attention, out near the front door window, under a bunch of books, DEAD END GAME, which could tell undercover cops, only when she is dead, is the game over!  Or it could indicate that, this is a dead end game, so bag it, we are never going to get her . . . or the game is dead, she has us, and the evil twin cop chicks are going to go down if we don't end the game and then they will be dead and so will we!  Given what I have written, strange, I wrote, given what "we" have written, ah, no, I have written, all, almost 1200 blogs, from start to finish in the last three years, plus, now, they have just taken all the money, credit and fame for MY LIFE, MY STORIES, MY KIDS, MY LAW WORK AND MY CONSTITUTIOINAL TRAINING . . . oh, they are ME, well, I think, NOT YOU BUTT FUCKING FAGGOTS AND MAGGOTS!

This little pimple dick, who came in yesterday with the sole intent of stealing my computer cord, not only is, so pathetic as a cop and law enforcement, but he is a totally shitty example to his kids and should be shot for training them that, it is okay to STEAL! or did daddy fuck face, sneak behind his kids backs by bribing them out of the play area, until he got the job done?  WORKING FOR THE GOVERNMENT DOES NOT CLEANS YOUR SINS AND CRIMES, ASSHOLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE "DOUBLE TROUBLE" GAME

THE IN AND OUT GAME, EXCHANGING PARTS OF JOANN, WITH DIFFERENT MEN, HAPPENED AGAIN THIS WEEKEND

  • attorney, after the Pick's Disease, Shelley, switched, way back in 2000, when I was to die by 2002, Shelley, 13 months older than I am, is NOT AN ATTORNEY!!!!!
  • attorney, mother of rock star, wanna be, Elliot Taylor Secrist, JoAnn S. Secrist, taking care of Shelley's son, Isaaac, wanna be rock star too, weaved and merged at Jerry Owen's house in Midway, Utah, with kids in school, at Heber Schools, hooking up with Midway and Heber kids, common held friends and band members, when, I left, Jerry, Shelley moved in on that man, like she has with every guy, up to Kennedy, and then Rachel was on that one, like shit on a stick!
  • attorney, mother, down and out with Pick's Disease, but getting better, married to Brett Todd Stuart, Stewart, met Kay Burningham, after asking me if I knew, some woman, whom, I considered, in my league of women, soon after that, Kay called me out of the blue, now, allegedly engaged to Bruce Bugsbe or Bugsby, a professor of biology, which, Shelley got a degree in, and after I left Brett, I was looking at one of Shelley's alumni magazines, and there was a Brett Todd Stuart, who graduated in something like animal science, but he most likely had some biology classes, the plot thickens, because, Brett claimed to just be a factory worker when I met him, but he kept asking me if I was impressed with his vocabulary . . . he was always trying to let me know, he was cooler than he appeared to be.  First, Shelley, weaved into the picture with Brett, the silver sneakers, but with him leaving evidence of him, all over the house, the goal is to hurt me, in the process of replacing me.  As I moved into, more legal stuff that Shelley could not handle, Kay was brought in on the game too, and she took over in this game of swingers and zingers!
  • attorney, trial attorney, Brock, $357 million securities case, Cheek, $56.7 million, Shelley, Kay, Rachel, on various aspects of the Brock case, and Cheek, Kelly Anne Booth and Shelley on that case, Levin, case Shelley, Lamerouex case, Kelly, tons of other cases, divided, all shift, and go back and forth, being assigned to every one but the REAL ATTORNEY, ME!
  • attorney, constitutional law attorney, meeting with Sen. Tester's and AG, now Gov. Steve Bulloch's offices, I believe Shelley followed, then Kay, later, Rachel, and Sue, in this last legislative session, taking my originals, and trying to fuck with it, to steal the water from the locals, the ranchers and farmers, and return it to the Indians, under the federal government control, and to be used in Utah, to make the desert bloom like a rose!
  • attorney mother of God's Revolver, bass guitarist, 3 CD record deal with Sony, Elliot Taylor Secrist, having had his "Little Black Horse" CD, under EXIGENT RECORDS stolen, was being set up, on his new CD, too, with Sony, merely asking band members to REMIX, the songs, which only took Elliot 4 days, and the rest of the band refused?  The album was never even named!  Maraloka on FBI FILES, episodes, Dodge Dart commercials, the DITCH and the DELTA, used a Donald Trump, Conservative Summit in Denver, where Kay had connections . . . and I am sure the MUSIC with a slightly different mix, has been stolen and used, endlessly, as much as it can be!
  • attorney, mother, constitutional law attorney, writing emails, that would go to 10,000 readers, pre-blog, including the whole Obama administration, just prior to the 2012, elections, were all stolen, and marketed with Rachel, being me, the writer . . . I came down to Rachel's house with Kay Moosman, fall of 2012, and Rachel said to me, Jo, you ought to write a book, and I said, no, my emails, dealing with my cases, my thoughts, my legal and constitutional analysis, plus thoughts of family, or notes to my kids, etc., are really, my memories and my book . . . the very NEXT DAY, the whole fucking list of emails and contacts, were STOLEN, and I believe, put in book form, and marketed with Rachel, signing books, and claiming to be ME!
  • attorney, sort of a water law expert, having worked with Ray Jay Davis, law professor, at BYU, as a research assistant for the #1 water law expert in the nation, not only that, but actually, refusing to use case law to support the expert, seeing that after my research, case law didn't support his arguments and view of water law . . . Ohio Law Review, agreed with me, and made him write his law review article over . . . they stole every aspect of my life, from A TO Z!  Shelley, probably got credit for my law school years, giving her WHAT? a law degree by PROXY?  FUCK, lazy ass bitch!  All these women could have gone to law school, but they were afraid, that they could not do the AMAZING THINGS I HAVE DONE, TIME AND TIME AGAIN!  The plan for Afghanistan, water compact, you name it, testifying and writing, constitutional analysis of the medical marijuana, federal burros and horse shit, placement, abortion, you name it, I DID IT AND THEY USED COPS TO RUN ME OUT OF TOWN, SO THEY COULD MOVE IN ON THE KILL AND DEAL!
    • Jack or John King Strode (Ware) and Shelley, along with Allan Rex Bess, or Frank of Interpol, tag teaming me in Utah and Montana, plus claiming to be MOM OF MY GREAT KIDS!
    • Michael Willis, McClintoch, whatever, Shelley
    • Tony Ostemeier, and Shelley, water compact, weaver, then to Sue Schmidt
    • James "Angel" Kennedy, meet in Butte, asks me to meet in Durango, Colorado, switch, Rachel out for me, then she starts to play a bigger role in Montana, still doing shit in Utah as me, Sue and Kevin on Mo Mission, but really, in Montana at the legislature . . . people new my NAME, but not my face or had seen it, years before!
    • Miles Thornton III, intercepted me going to Washington D.C., and mixed it up, over the last 4 years, begging me to come help with legal issues, then exchanging me with, Kay, or Rachel, and sending, double messages, buying them tickets, using my word, and help, to cover the inexperienced bitches, who know jack shit about family law . . . but, I AM THE TEACHER OF THE LAW THE LOSER HO'S and law enforcement, all so cleverly FREE, isn't that cool, the woman who fucked cops over, is training us, while we are taking ALL HER FAMILY MONEY FROM HER TO SONS' MUSIC TO DAUGHTERS BOOKS or PLANS FOR WATER AND NATURAL RESOURCES, see and then, we are also, through compromising, her kids, through marriage, going to say that her kids, that we also planned on killing and replacing, the stars with the cop averages, loser kids, now, we are just going to take her SUPER STAR NURSERY, and say they are OURS, rather than, our drug dealers, assassins, serial killers, dead beat dads, teen mothers, and gay boys, or maybe dead boys!  Shelley, through the GOP old saggy, ugly bulls, of yesterday, that, I would NEVER touch with a TEN FOOT POLE!  or they will fuck, Shelley, let Kennedy do Rachel, and mix and match the kids, with PARENTS WHO ARE NOT THEIR ROOTS OR NATURAL BORN PARENTS!  Miles pops up from nowhere, 4 year later, wants to rekindle a relationship, sex, legal help, but looking back on it, he would want help, about the same time that, the cops were bearing down on me, in Montana, so, even though he said he would pay, I generally was under pressure and heat, so I would gladly get out of town, so an orchestrated effort, only this time, I called his bluff, and didn't come when, he asked, even though, there is always heat on me, and it was looking bad, but, after going up there last week on MY DIME, I wasn't keen on getting killed somewhere in Seattle, or near Bellevue, Washington, where Rachel used to live and could weave me, into being further buried, while Kay, came in, with Miles, and he freaked out, because, I DIDN"


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