KICKIN' REFRESHMENT: TWIN SISTER, MY VERY BEST FRIEND, AND DYING TO LOVE YOU . . . INTERESTING FREE OLD MOVIES YOU CAN LEARN FROM ON YOUTUBE; SINISTER WOMEN--SISTERS, WIFE'S & NICE MEN BEWARE! A LOOK AT LEGALIZED POT IN COLORADO, EXPERIMENT STATE--THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE UGLY--BETTER ONE STATE, THAN THE WHOLE NATION; U.S. SUPREME COURT, SUPPORT OF YOUR PRIVACY RIGHTS--YAHOO; AND ENDORSEMENT OF NSA SURVEILLANCE PROGRAMS, THAT LACKED VIABLE LEGAL FOUNDATION IN JANUARY, AND SHOULD BE SHUT DOWN . . . TO THE SPIN DOCTORS, SAYING NSA PASSES CONSTITUTIONAL MUSTER?--GOVERNMENT PATRONIZING & ARROGANCE, WAIT LONG ENOUGH, AND THE KIDS WILL QUIT SCREAMING, OBJECTIONS WILL STOP, EVERYTHING GOES BACK TO LIFE AS NORMAL, AND THE GOVERNMENT GOES BACK TO NORMAL, SLOWLY WEEDDLING AWAY AT OUR RIGHTS, AS IF SNOWDEN NEVER HAPPENED, WITH MORE RIGHTS GONE! CONSTANT VIGILANCE IS NEEDED, AND ACTIVE CITIZENRY IS NECESSARY FOR FREEDOM TO THRIVE! BALANCE THE BUDGET, CUT SPY BUDGETS, WITH UNLIMITED FUNDING--NO PROOF OF GETTING OUR BANG FOR OUR BUCK, IN FACT, BOSTON BOMBERS, WOULD SUGGEST, WE ARE NOT! 9/11 ANYONE? CONGRESS, GOT IT RIGHT, WHEN THEY CUT THE DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE, COVERING SPY AGENCIES BUDGETS--KEEP IT UP! GOVERNMENT MENTALITY, USE IT OR LOSE IT, TONS OF WASTE . . . USING TECHNOLOGY ON US, BECAUSE THERE IS NOT ENOUGH WORK TO JUSTIFY, JUST USING PRISM TECH, ON FOREIGN TERRORISTS, TARGETING INNOCENT AMERICANS, LIKE MYSELF!

THOUGHT

It takes people a long time to learn the difference between talent and genius, especially ambitious young men and women.  Louisa May Alcott, American author (1832-1888)

I love the Daily Inter Lake Newspaper, hard copy of course . . . for two main reasons, among others--I just love the posting of the day's, or several days, community events, lectures, meetings, and whatever . . . so I know what is going on, and I can get smarter, attending lectures, or go to meetings that connect me up with people; and the second thing I dig, is the THOUGHT, for the day, just a little golden nugget, to store away, inspire for the day, and just think about.  I don't know who picks them out, but it is fun, and I always, always, always, open the front page to the page with these two items, events and thought, regardless of how much time I have to dedicate to reading the newspaper that particular day.  Thanks Inter Lake.

Nice Girls--These are NOT!

Just a comment on the movies, I listed above, I believe all of these are true stories, and have merit, need to be noted, and taken into consideration . . . there truly are women out there like this, and I have experienced more than a few.  We like to think, or are taught, that girls are sugar and spice, and everything nice, and there in lies the problem, we are taken off guard, when a sister, a best friend, or a girlfriend betrays love, trust, confidence, loyalties, lines and boundaries, that most people would respect, even more a confidential insider in your life, and that is what makes these women, so deadly . . . not that they go contrary to nature, they go contrary to every sense of decency, normal people can understand.

The titles in and of themselves, may not be as revealing as I would like, but they definitely suggest, what some of the problems, encountered by the victims of these sinister, scheming, deceptive, calculating, and cunning women, that often use their sexuality, to further their motives, plots, and plans . . . preying on the weakness, vulnerabilities, and tragic flaws of the male species, to both their own determent, and that of their lovers, wife's, daughters, children, co-workers, and other confidants, that may get caught up in their devious antics and ploys, using every feminine stereotype, even recognized by the male involved, who will risk all for sex . . . I have previously referred to men acting, like nothing more than a quivering penis, in their stupidity in falling for this type of women, who is the female counterpart, to the cad, the womanizer, the man that married three women!  The title of another movie . . . some of these made for TV movies, have kick ass messages, and themes!

Anyway, beware, enjoy, learn, understand, believe, and guard yourselves, your hearts, your pocketbooks, and your sanity.  I used to love having men, underestimate my skills, dismissing my mind, talents, and brains, so they under prepared for court, or the legislative battles, or life in general, but I am not a sinister woman, have true motives, noble is you will, don't need to rely on sex, bull shit, games, titillating conversation, sex in the boardroom or courtroom . . . I can win on my own merits.  You have to ask yourself, if these women have to rely on men's weaknesses for sex, making them the weaker sex in my mind, why . . . because they can't win any other way!  Basically they are lacking the talent, the genius, the fortitude, the ability to do or win, any other way!  Women, we are better than this! 

Legalizing Pot--The Great Colorado/Washington Experiment

Just yesterday, one of my ex-husbands, Jerry Owens, or Owen . . . I wasn't married long enough to get the last name, spelling down, we dated for 10 years, and we were only married, one . . . but he couldn't handle, the drastic change in my life, going from running the state of Utah, in the Attorney Generals Office, to laying on the couch, waiting to die!  Changes, most normal people can't deal with, broke his heart, and he didn't do well, with not only the change, but the impending death . . . which, luckily for me, and unlucky for the government, and some women, with the characteristics of sinister women, and the quivering penises, of men, they managed to suck into their plot to rid me of my life, and take it over!

Anyway, he called yesterday, out of the blue, and told me he had been having some health issues, and had been visiting the VA recently, and some guy got caught with pot, and prosecuted--and would I help him, or the state legalize at least medical marijuana--already did, but he informed me that the legalization only extended to children, and I already knew, that you had to purchase the pot out of the state, from like Colorado, or other medical marijuana states.  

Jerry and I have long discussed, over the years, the ideas, pluses, and minuses of legalizing, not only pot, but other drugs as well.  Generally, if he said, yeah, I said, nay . . . but as we have mellowed, and our lifestyles, thoughts, politics, and whatever, have tend to come side by side, as times, issues, knowledge, exposure, and all change, we have found ourselves, on the same side of this legalizing marijuana issue.  It is amazing what 20 years, will do to your views, your politics, and I believe, that President Obama, said it well, when changing his views on gay marriage, I have evolved!  Jerry evolved in the 60's!  Yeah, he had an eight year head start, wasn't Mormon, originally, and started using when you could walk down the streets, and cops didn't care if you smoked marijuana . . . that came with Nancy Reagan's Just Say NO Campaign . . . proven more successful to this day, over drug interdiction programs! 

Jerry is a Vietnam Vet, eight years my senior, lived more of the hippy lifestyle, with me bringing up the tail end of the free love, free pot era, him, not surprising, venturing up to the Rainbow Celebration, the left over hippies who could have attended Woodstock, NY, 40 years ago, and are seeking to get naked and dance free, smoke pot, and rock out to great music, avoid working and find meaning to their existence, along with the lost souls, of the new free love and pot culture, who roams the country, hanging out for months, enjoying nature . . . I know you recognize this element of influence in my life, to some extent, but not hook line and sinker!

The age difference, location of upbringing, and war experience, most likely fueled the differences, between us, with a relationship, that bonded over high voltage sex, tamed by Mormon beliefs, Jerry was a convert, but also started the anti-war movement at BYU, but there was at least conflict with free love and religious beliefs--sort of, political fights, and the beauties of nature!  In retrospect, I think God was behind this relationship, for our kids sake, who often, were the reason for making up, because, we had to deal with each other, because our kids, were hanging out, who continue to be great friends, to this day, with our kids, naming their kids, even the same names, unbeknown to the others, or naming children, after Jerry's child that died of cancer.  I call him the other father of my four children, all from my first husband!

Quantum Physics or NSA Surveillance--Daily Inter Lake, Reading My Mind?  Listening to My Conversations?  Broader Exposure!

My advise to Jerry, would be, to watch what is going on in Colorado and Washington states, who have gone beyond the pale of just legalizing medical marijuana, and actually legalized recreational use of marijuana . . . this by the way is the beauty of our federalist system, with both a strong central federal government, but also, 50 sovereign states, with the 10th amendment, dictating the jurisdictions or powers of both, with lines blurred at times, of the responsibilities and duties of the feds, and those retained by the states and the people; therefore, in this experiment, of legalizing marijuana, which is less harmful in my mind, than alcohol, which had a similar history, in prohibition days, with current, national organizations, like L.E.A.P., or Law Enforcement Against Prohibition, of marijuana, if not all drugs, trying to take the profit motive, crime, and danger out of drug use, seeing many of their undercover officers, get a head blown off, for a gram of marijuana, on a drug deal or bust go wrong!

It is better to fuck up two states, than leave the nation, to go to ruin, in its entirety!  Just my personal humble opinion, that is totally in line with the minds of the founding fathers, who were kick ass smart dudes!  It totally amazes me, non-stop, that guys, 238 years ago, could draft a document, that is only about 10 pages, in a pocket sized form, and fucking pull off controlling the greatest nation on earth, from beyond the grave!

Highlights from Article: First six months of legal pot: Colorado experiment is mostly positive, so far . . .

• mood is good, few of the predicted problems have materialized, tax revenues and tourism are booming, and public support for legal pot appears to be growing, with voters approving legalization by 10%, and today, by 22%, 61% believe it has made the state better or not changed it
• most people believe it has been good for the state, hasn't made driving less safe, will save taxpayers money, and increase personal freedom
• hospitals are seeing more kids made ill by edible marijuana products like candy and baked goods, and more adults are having psychotic episodes
• opponents and supporters are still debating whether crime is up or down
• marijuana businesses are still trying to build working relationships with banks that are leery of the federal marijuana ban
• many states, California, in particular, are watching Colorado
• as of Jan. 1, 2014, Coloradans 21 and older can buy and possess up to an ounce of marijuana at a time, they can also grow up to six plants for personal use, and nonresidents can buy up to q quarter-ounce
• buyers at licensed retail stores pay 12.9 percent in state sales taxes, plus a 15 percent excise tax--levies brought in a total of almost $11 million by the end of April, with strong month-to month growth, with the excises tax's first $40 million is earmarked for school construction 
• jobs and tourism is up, 2013-14, state's best ever ski season--there are many positive indicators

Just a note to Jerry, you might find, surprisingly, political allies in law enforcement . . . try Iron County Sheriff, Mark Gower . . . he sees tax dollars for schools, and other funding, that will take some of the burden off tax payers, plus, protect the lives of some of his officers . . . not to mention, the jails are filled with small time marijuana users . . . law enforcement has better things to do, bigger crimes to go after!

Often-split court agrees your privacy matters!  Another article, My Comments Added

America is coming back, at least while I comment on this article, not so sure about the next one . . . 

• the most consequential of the justices' 67 rulings this term--9-0 cellphone decision--constitutional privacy protections, embodied in the Fourth Amendment, will apply strongly to cases involving computers, and digital storage!  The level of consensus is far higher than in recent years, and as the court continues to get back to the basics, plain language, intent and history, they will agree more, probably coming to consensus through different arguments, but coming to the same conclusions, protecting civil and constitutional rights, per Bill of Rights!  Last sentence is my comment!
• other concerns, challenges to NSA's surveillance and collection of massive amounts of Americans' telephone records, the level of executive power grabs, and chemical weapons treaty cases, possibly imposing serious limits on the federal government's powers relating to treaties
• the court is moderating is positions . . . basically, the law should be predictable, with wiggle room, to the right and the left, but the parameters, contained within the limits and boundaries of the U.S. Constitution!
• when the court returns for the next session, they may be looking at hot button issues, like same-sex marriage, abortion and guns--use standard statutory and constitutional rules of construction, and the rulings, while controversial, will be accepted!  98% of the people dig the constitution, believe it, adhere to it, want the court to, also, plus making the executive and legislative branches stick within the borders also!  You interpret the law, that Congress passes, for the constitutionality, federal questions, or federal district court differences, or variances in interpretation, plus, helping the executive branch, enforce the law . . . but, of course the court knows this, and is getting it right!

Panel endorses some NSA surveillance--Fox Guarding the Chicken Coop!

The problem with panels, appointed by the executive branch, who is to enforce the laws, rather than interpret the laws, is they are looking for different things . . . budgets, power, protecting pet projects, keeping the competitive edge, using technology already purchased, entertaining bored spies, who venture from watching terrorists, to interfering with my personal emails, texts, communications, computer, and even spying on my love life!  In typical government fashion, throw in the red-herring, to take the public's focus off the real objection . . . invading out privacy rights, when there is absolutely no connection to terrorist activities . . . hell, I don't even know, communicate, or deal with anyone out of the U.S.A., other than possibly writing a blog, commenting on a situation!  So, what the fuck?

• the Privacy and Civil Liberties Oversight Board (truthiness--name suggests something other than what is actually going on . . . think, Patriot Act, taking all your rights away!) whose members were appointed by President Obama, concluded in a lengthy report that the NSA, or National Security Agency, spies, targeted collection of Internet data within the United States passes constitutional muster and employs "reasonable" safeguards designed to protect the rights of Americans.
• I guess, a constitutional law attorney, listed as #2 in the nation, several years ago, doesn't count as an American, they have violated my rights, and are as we speak, daily!
• David Medine, a former government privacy lawyer who chairs the board, said NSA's Internet surveillance was found to have been valuable and effective for protecting the national security and producing foreign intelligence information.
• This is a weak report that fails to fully grasp the civil liberties and human rights implications of permitting the government sweeping access to the communications of innocent people, said Jameel Jaffer, Diputy Legal Director for the American Civil Liberties Union, ACLU--smile!
• The report stands in contrast to the board's last action, when it argued in January that the NSA's collection of domestic calling records "lacked a viable legal foundation" and should be shut down!
• With a $61 billion budget, we want proof, that we, the tax payers are getting our money's worth, the Board claims responsibility for disrupting a series of terrorists plots and achieving their insights
• Activists, and I would include myself, in that group, expressed concern that a secret intelligence agency is obtaining private American communications without individual warrants!  I have been messed with, for at least 6 years, before Edward Snowden, ratted these guys out!
• Can you see, the method to the government's madness . . . cloak an, allegedly, objective attorney--former company man, or government man, dress him up as a privacy rights attorney, so you can trust him, and believe him that this shit, passes constitutional mustard!  
• they need to get a real, objective, constitutional law attorney, who has been the target of the NSA, and get their opinion, from a legal prospective, constitutionally based, not Patriot Act based, or the new constitution, NOT!

This is Called, Let the Kids Scream--Then Get Back to Business!

Social engineering if you will . . . sure, we expected some backlash, after Edward Snowden, even dealt with his popularity, and almost, even saw him on the cover of TIME magazine, as man of the year, but as fate would have it, we have a rockin' new Pope, who was bucking tradition at the same time, who got the nomination . . . so, yes, the kids are pissed, but they will get over it, and in a while, the spin doctors will work their magic, people will go back to watching American Idol, or the Voice . . . and, disaster avoided, carry on . . . NOT THIS TIME!

We cannot get so busy, as to let this constitutional lies, continue, our very freedoms are at stake, no little thing to lose . . . at least force the executive branch, to a challenge, of a report that takes a 180 degree turn from what was going on in January, that the program should be fucking shut down!  That is not a light passing comment, that is a total indictment of the program, the merits, the benefit, and the bull shit!  This is called harassment, intimidation, terrorism, voyeurism, invasion of privacy, with no terrorist connections, opening the door to perverts, with government sanctions . . . I have literally, gotten in screaming fights with lovers, over texts, disappearing, phone calls, allegedly from me, when I am standing with my ear buds, wrapped around my cell phone, after comparing texts for two hours, fighting . . . come on!

I am writing on the government version of my blog, bad ass con law chick . . . you have to know the whole name, bad ass con law chick blog . . . it used to be, back in the day, when I started this blog, that you would just type, bad ass, and bingo, my blog would pop up . . . but after getting 13.5 million hits, in the first 3 weeks, the redirects, secret accounts, and diminution of my hits and powers disbursed to people, entities, and enemies, I fucking hate!  My blog has been blocked, intercepted, erased, censored, taken, money made, when I don't want ads, money, easy virtue for my political and government enemies, with writings going up in the cloud and disappearing!  

Now, after yesterday, and not the first time, I could not get into my blogspot, have to use the red-herring blogspot . . . and who knows, what is in the clouds, passing as my name, my bio, my life, my story, and my writing . . . fucking bitches, alleged sisters, friends, but goddamn enemies, not only ideologically, politically, religiously, but your enemies too!  There is no way in hell, this is constitutional, legal, and lawful . . . yet, the Mormon NSA, 30,000 spies in Utah, 70% of CIA and FBI, Mormon, buyers beware, you have no idea, what you are getting fed, with them using a trusted, constitutionally connected name!  They are promoting their one world order, bull shit, using me as the truthiness, you trust!  They are changing the message, up in a cloud, and taking away, the constitutionality, you kind of know, and replacing it, with their version, and her head was MEDUSA . . . they use my brains, my credentials, my resume, my knowledge, and the 7 snakes, with heads too small to care about, suck the brains right out of the source, ME!  Then change the message, trying to add credibility to their stupid, Hegelian, Hitlarian, Stalinish, and Mussolinian, bull shit!

Government Mentality--Use it or Lose it!  So the Waste in Budgets, with really Unlimited Funding--NSA is a Cover for the Tip of the ICEBERG . . . you have 40 Intel Agencies You are Funding . . . NSA is just the Cover, or Whipping Boy!

4 SWIFT FOX FITS, 4 KID FOXES--WILDLIFE ENCOUNTERS FROM RICHARD DAWSON, FAMILY FEUD, MOUNTAIN LIONS BEHIND THE PROVO TEMPLE, BEAR IN GLACIER PARK, MOOSE & BALD EAGLES IN JACKSON HOLE, WYOMING--ALL GOD'S CREATURES, GREAT AND SMALL--BLESSED WORLD WE LIVE IN

Cutest Wild Life Experience Ever!

Yesterday, John, DJ and I headed for the mountains, ASAP, right after I had written a quick blog, and they had their coffee and woke up, Star Meadows, was our destination, but we ended up at the top of the world. We first had an experience with a domestic animal, that looked like an over-sized puppy, that actually, reminded me of a baby moose, that was sadly just laying there in the road, not barking, yelping, or even moving.  At first, we thought that the girl, going back to check on the dog, had hit the puppy, and was going to see if it was dead . . . at first, determined to get out of the maddening crowds, of go figure, Kalispell, Montana, we cruised on by, but up the road a bit, the chivalry of both DJ and John, kicked in and they decided they better go back and see if they could help her, or see just what happened.

Strange Encounter with a Domestic Animal--a Dog Acting Very Weird

I am not much of a domestic animal lover, horses are cool out in the field, as majestic beauties, cows roaming on the grasslands, is an eye to behold, but a dog . . . I said, maybe she needs someone to drag the body off the road, that is when I thought she hit the dog, and it was dead.  But as we approached the animal, laying about 3 feet out in the right side of the road, being a danger to itself, and an unaware driver, texting or sexting someone, we thought it best, to do something to protect all parties who could be potentially endangered by this incident.  

So after DJ and John tried to coax the injured dog, it had some liquid under its hind and leg quarters, therefore, it could not move, and moving it was out of the question, it could be rabid, or have some type of disease, there were no homes in that area of the forest, getting more and more isolated and without human habitation, just the way the three of us like it, we decided to call the county animal control, who we could not get a hold of, but we did eventually contact the non-emergency, Whitefish Police Department.  Dispatch was concerned, and encouraged us, that we had called the right place, but the chick doing animal control was on another call.  But she assured us, that someone would come and get the dog, she got my phone number, just in case they needed better directions, that just off the turn off from Farm to Market Road, just Star Meadows Cabin road, about 2 miles, the best description we could give her.

We made sure, she didn't need us to stick around, she said, no, but she might call, which she did, but we must have been out of the service area by the time she did, and I didn't check my phone until about 7 that evening, but I will assume, they were smart enough to go where we told them to go, although, she did ask if it was close to the intersection, of the two roads, but I had specifically told her it was about a mile and a half to two miles, up the Star Meadows road.  We didn't come back that way, so we never knew if a stranger did something with the dog, or if animal control, went to the spot we told them the dog was . . . hopefully, they could either help the dog, or at least put it to sleep.

Just Thinking of My 4 Foxes, and 4 Fox Kits, Tumbled On the Road!

I was just spacing out, listening to music, letting the local Montana boys, do what they do best, find a place on the mountain, that nobody else is at . . . if there is one truck, on a whole mountain side, that is one too many, and they are pissed that someone, would actually dare, come where they intended to come to disappear up in the wilds, and drink a few beers.  We had just gone up a side road, to about the highest part of the road, not far from the highest part on the amazing mountain, lush with grasses, sparse on trees, since once you go so high, the altitude doesn't sustain much plant life, but we could see the forest trees, roads, old controlled burn patches, to stop the spread of some forest fire, and we took pictures, looked for the oranges I bought last week when we went camping, that had magically evaporated into thin air?

So we dined on just what we had in the car, sunflower seeds, marshmallows, yuck, left over from the s'mores we made up at Goat Valley, so amazing, that I am not going to tell you where this place is, bubbling brook, mossy green foliage, open camp spot, old bridges of  yesteryear, enclosed a bit, from exposure of the road, with impressive, rock structures, sticking out of the pines, jutting up, right in front of us . . . we got rained on, but the effervescence of the cleansing rain, was a fabulous sunset, and a double rainbow, gorgeous, beyond words.  This is also, a place for bears, both black and grizzly, and I kept hoping one would pop out of the underbrush and bear grass, in bloom, with white flowered balls, on the end of long tubes of green . . . the thicker the bear grass, the greater my hopes of a close encounter, with a bear, while I was still in the car, of course . . .

DJ, was camping one time, and a baby bear wondered into their camp, had half of its face eaten or torn off, and was begging for food . . . truly, survival of the fittest out here, kind of the mentality of the Darwinists I am dealing with, no humanity, but dog eat dog, no matter what the ratio of numbers, one side against the other, technology, access, no territory sacred, no lines or borders between their lives and mine . . . believers in the Big Bang Theory of Creation, God loving people, useful idiots!

Random Thought About 4 Kids, and 4 Fox Kits Tumble, Bumble out of the Side of the Road

I look at everything symbolically, so when the first, what I thought was a baby mountain lion, rolled down a small hill, next to the road, and onto the road, we were all shocked, trying to grab cameras, determine what it was, then the next one, popped out, followed by a third and then a fourth, wonder of God and nature . . . so cool, so unexpected, but so timely, the color of a light brown or tan mountain lion, but John and DJ, more familiar with these parts, figured they were fox kits.  I thought foxes were red . . . apparently not around here.

The only fox, I have seen, was the ones you traditionally see in movies, red, with white around the eyes, and the tip of the tail, and black on paws, very tip of the tail and around the eyes and nose; the one I saw, in a rare sighting, was out in a field, where I was watching a few Clydesdale horse play, the foxy beauty, shocked me, a few years ago, when I saw that, let alone, these playful, baby foxes, cutest thing I have ever seen, they walked right up the road, then as we pulled the car closer, they climbed the next dirt embankment and were merrily on their way, having a great time together, one climbed up and fell back, but made the hill on the second attempt . . . we never saw the mother, she probably did, what most mothers do, tell the kids to go play, so she can get the den clean!

Little Band of Foxes--Out of Their Territory--Gift From God, Signs My 4 Foxes are Having Fun Frolicking Together in Utah

None of us, could believe our eyes, we were grinning from ear to ear, something you only see in a National Geographic film, or pull up on the Internet, which I did the minute I walked in the library, after a great day of natures wonders, lakes, mountains, music, fun conversation, and music.  I pulled up Montana Fox, and found out that this species of fox, was actually once on the endangered species list, but was considered a huge success, in reviving the numbers, and giving nature a push.  The little crew, was according to research, not where they should have been, geographically, and temperate zone, wise . . . these creatures are generally seen on the plains of Montana, Great Falls, Billings, and the eastern side of the state . . . so we more than lucked out?

My four children are definitely fox material . . . from the time they were born, until now, the comment is . . . you have such beautiful children, and I most certainly do!  When I take all the credit, me and their father's good looks, working genetic magic, they just give me a, come on look, like, all our good choices of food, active lifestyle, exercise, style and fashion, that we did ourselves, with no help from their fashion casualty mother, has nothing to do with them!  I know, I know . . . but just like the baby foxes, hopefully, my four kid foxes, are getting together in Utah, this week, with Nicole and her family in from the Washington, D.C. area, to get reacquainted, after long absences . . . I drop in and see all of them and figured, they might need to get reacquainted without their domineering mother!

And, I like the mother fox, often kicked the four little foxes out of the house, and told them I didn't want to see their beautiful faces, until this house is clean!  I trusted them to play together, entertain one another, support and protect the crew, and they always did, and I am sure, their loyalties, memories, tragedies and triumphs, will be talked about, laughed at, and the years will melt away.  They had many bonding moments, that will last a life time . . . and I have nothing but pride for these amazing human beings, that are passing out their greatness, beauty and lifestyles to their own little foxes, all grandchildren are carrying on the tradition of the fox . . . cunning, smart, sleek and beautiful.

Family Feud--I Tried to Avoid Kissing Richard Dawson!

Myself, Sue, Kevin, and Rob Schmidt and my cousin Meg Southwick Nesbitt, all got to be on Family Feud, a popular game show, especially in the early to mid, 80's, when we went on the show.  In the practice rounds, we kicked every one's asses, with 10 practice rounds, nobody could beat this family of professionals from Utah, a law student, an international MBA, a school teacher, an English major, college student, and an interior designer, and all stunningly good looking in those days, Rob happened to be a model, and had a thing for me, married with 4 kids, while Sue and Kev, tried to direct his attention to Meg, the single law student.

In the made for TV match up, we were matched with a black family, from inner city, LA, made up of dock workers, unemployed, and janitors, and they fucking slaughtered us!  Sue, who considered herself the intellectual of the group, at the time, years before I went to law school, but was doing great in college, was devastated by the loss . . . I thought it was comical, and her reaction was even more entertaining, she didn't get one answer right, I at least got one right, LOL!  Kevin had to be the supportive husband and be depressed too, but me and the swinging singles, took the loss in stride and got a map of all the Hollywood movie stars and spent the night out having fun on the town, while Sue sulked in her hotel room!

The Family From Boston--And the Dreaded Beaver

Now, you people from back east, have a distinct disadvantage, on the Family Feud Show, because the further away from California, you live, the worse you do on the program, but the more hilarious, the answers and the greater the fun . . . being from Utah, a not so far neighbor, we could at least get some of the answers right, even when polling the local audience, with weather, geographical and cultural differences; however, our Boston family, had absolutely nothing in common with California, and that was most apparent, on the question or the issue at hand . . . name a wild animal you might encounter in the forest.

In the wild, wild, west, I found out that bear spray was not just a gag gift for Christmas, a local joke, but a reality, especially, when I spent a few hours in Glacier National Park and saw 3 grizzly bears, about 10 feet from the truck, off the side of the road . . . I refused to go hiking without bear spray and a gun!  But here in the west, you have mountain lions, hang out around malls, like one did in Salt Lake Valley last week, or walk around the Montana State Capitol Building . . . three lions, were cruising around the Capitol . . . scary.  But big game, like moose, elk, deer, bear, bob cats, and whatever, are common occurrences.  So those were the kind of answers, westerners, expected from this Boston family.

The first family member to represent the Boston elite, when game show host, Richard Dawson, yelled out, name a wild animal, you might see in the forest . . . the excited family member, yelled out BEAVER! Everyone tried not to bust out laughing, the talk show host had no such qualms, and he yelled a matching in excitement at the possibilities that was one of the six answers on the board, and said, the dreaded beaver!  Of course, there were people in the audience, who gusted a gut, and laughed out loud at his sarcastic remarks and the big "X" posted on the board.

The further east the state you came from, the worse the answers were . . . one of ours was, name the number one rental item . . . nobody rents skis in Utah!  But they do in California.  April is the rainy month in Utah, in California, it is October!  So there is a damn good reason to loose, the cards are stacked against, anyone but California families!  But it was fun, and there were families who did worse than we did!  LOL!

Have a Blessed Sunday, Thank Him for All the Great Animals, that were Obedient to Noah, and Got on the Arch!

MOMSIZE/DADSIZE--MEAN PEOPLE MAKE LITTLE MEAN PEOPLE--THERE'S MORE IN A HAPPY MEAL TO FEEL GOOD ABOUT . . . HELPING AMERICA KEEP PROMISES: (1) DO ALL THAT YOU PROMISE TO DO, AND (2) DON'T INFRINGE ON OTHER PEOPLE'S PERSONS OR PROPERTY . . . GREAT LESSONS TO TEACH KIDS, BASICS OF CONTRACT, CRIMINAL & PROPERTY LAW!

 Plato's Republic--If Parents Don't Teach Their Children the Law, Society Will

Twenty, some odd years ago, I had a great two volume set of books, called Great Western Thinkers, the books had all the great philosophers, or excerpts from these thinkers best works, or articles . . . and this one line, probably stood out, as one of the more powerful lessons to me, both as a parent and as an attorney. Originally, today, I set out to write about the festivities of the day, yesterday, being the 4th of July, but as I walked down Glenwood Drive or Street, here in Kalispell, Montana, to McDonald's on Idaho St., I walked passed a car with a license plate, that said, momsize, followed by the next car, that had the sticker, that read, mean people make little mean people . . . and being totally flexible on writing whatever happens to creep into this malleable and impressionable mind, I instantaneously, transitioned my thoughts to the role of a parent, and how critical, that role is to society as a whole, and how, very vested we should be in not only preparing our young people for parenthood, but for teaching and training our youth, the importance of good choices, in spouses, they say, 90% of your success in life, will depend on who you marry, then making those decisions that will be best for your children, and their children's children . . . making up the conglomerate and commensurate collective of society, that all has to bump up against each other every day, get along at work, school and play, in this diverse experiment, of America, and its melting pot . . .

Children Who Abuse Animals, Tend to Grow Up to be Abusers

One of the best ways to detect, a child, that might grow up to be an abuser of any sort, in domestic violence, child abuse, or have power and control issues, which is the foundation for anything from dating violence to human trafficking of both commercial sex and labor, is how they treat animals when they are young.  The kids who buried a cat, then ran over it with a lawn mower . . . actual case I read about; the kid who puts their gerbil, in the microwave and turns it on to see what the heat will do to the pet, indicates, potential and future abusive behavior.  And most likely, that child, witnesses, mom or dad, kicking he cat, or beating a dog . . . there are exceptions, however, but the general rule is that mean people make little mean people!

There is a country western song, that I think is titled, I'll Be Watching You, or something like that.  The basic story line in the song, that is a wonderful lesson to parents, of just how close children watch and imitate their parents.  The dad, most likely the singer in this case, just came out of McDonald's, and the child in the back seat, spills his drink or someone on himself, and swears.  The dad asks him where did you learn to swear like that . . . he said, from you.  I'm your little buckaroo, and I want to be just like you!  Quickly, dad gets his son's message, that he is watching everything the father is doing, and doing just what he sees his dad do!  You might say, children are the great imitators . . . and they say, that flattery is the highest form of compliment, unless, that behavior is not good!

There is another country song, that says, walk a little straighter daddy, I am following you, the father is drunk, and the kid is worried about his father, but also is smart enough to realize, that he will most likely follow in his father's footsteps, and when he is old enough to drink, may do just what good ole dad did, and he really doesn't like the example, so he is pleading with his father to give him a better example, and symbolically, walk a little taller, straighter, and bet a better role model for this impressionable mind.  Believe me, now that my children are older, I realize, how very strong that example is, down to wanting your cooking recipes, and going to law school, or being politically involved, or playing the guitar--bass guitarist for God's Revolver, Elliot Taylor Secrist, saw his father, Richard Clifton Secrist, take out his guitar, every night of his young life, and play the guitar; I saw my father, Richard Southwick, reading the scriptures, under a single lamp, long after I was suppose to be in bed, and would creep to the top of the stairs, and see a common figure, reading.

I Will Be Good, Because My Mom Is Good

My second daughter, Nicole, surprised me one day, as a kindergartner, and told me she had been accepted into the newly created, gifted program, that they were just starting up, and so was her friend, Jeris, who lived across the street, and often hung out, at our house, actually, was at our house, more than at her own, with her mother working, and often with her step-father, watching her and her little sister.  Now, to get in this program, you had to score at least two levels higher, on national standard exams, in all areas of testing . . . I had no idea, she was even being tested, and didn't know anything about the new gifted program.  I was a busy mother of 4, going to school myself, to finish my college degree, and helping with church and neighborhood duties, so little time, to worry much, about anything but the basics of child care, housewife, getting where I needed to be, and keeping everything together the best I could.

So, Nicole, must have been approached on her own, to see if she wanted to participate in the program, and said yes, before I even knew that was being offered.  Even as a little girl, she exemplified great confidence and security, and just told them, she wanted to go, never needed permission, just said, yes.  Now, don't get me wrong, I did everything I could to facilitate my children's mental growth . . . field trips to special libraries set up to provide games, tools, and exercises, for the mind, funded, I would guess from federal grants, in pilot projects around the country.  Library story time was a weekly event, and as I took children's literature classes at the college, I would not only read the assigned books to my children, but would ask them their opinions, as I would have to critique the writer's offerings for children.

The following school year, I visited Nicole's gifted class, and actually, one of my mother's relatives, Ms. Reese, was Nicole's teacher, and on this particular visit, her teacher told me that Nicole, was an excellent student, and she said, determined and proud, I will be good because my mom is good, referring to my academics, grades, and interest in school.  I thought, how does a first grader pick that up?  I never worried much about my kids grades, I was not going to be that kind of mother that pushed her kids to get good grades . . . I knew they were all smart, and if they wanted to work hard for grades, that was up to them.  My parents gave a dollar per A, but I was not a great student in high school, very average, but by the time, I got to college, I knew I rocked it!

Each semester, while my kids were little, and I was going to college, to get a degree, I would get my report card with straight A's and place it up on the bookshelf in the front room, on the lower level, so my kids could see what my grades were . . . in fact, after attending parent teacher conferences, and hearing raving reviews of my kids, national scores on standardized tests, I stopped looking at their report cards all together, they had the brains, and it was their jurisdiction, or power to get whatever grades, that needed to feel good about themselves, success, or do whatever, that was up to them . . . I was not their prison guard!  Nicole obviously looked at my grades, and very determined, still is, confident and determined, stated, that she will be good, because her mother was good . . . and proud to say, she is a political animal to this day too!

Plus, she home schools, her children, and is always doing brainiac type activities with Yuri and Grace . . . who will be brilliant, like their mother and father!

Decker Lake Youth Detention, Salt Lake City, Utah

Sorry for always using Utah as an example, that is where all my experience came from.  But as an assistant attorney general, and very involved in domestic violence and dating violence issues, speaking to up to 1300 youth at a McKay Dee, Youth Day, in Ogden, or visiting with kids, detained at the Decker Lake Juvenile Detention Center, in west Salt Lake, I learned that we live in a tougher world to raise children . . . as I asked the kids what they were in jail for, like a joy riding, or stealing their parent's cars and taking them for a joy ride, which I did on numerous occasions, as did my father, who told us stories of the local cops chasing him in Cedar City, but all in good fun, and then the cops, telling him to get that car home to his parents . . . I followed those examples too, and so did Nicole and two friends who took our car for a joy ride, and ran the car straight through the garage brick wall, instead of stopping in the garage!

Just like my dad's dad, didn't get mad at him, nor did my dad and mom get mad at me, when Jan Davis and I took her car, thought we saw her parents pull in the driveway at her house, ditched into my parents driveway, and ran a fence post straight thought the headlights of the station wagon, and it seems out the back end, but I don't recall either parents getting too upset, or maybe I blocked it from my mind!  But, when Nicole, was sobbing, about the joy ride crash through the garage, all I could do was hug her, tell her that I did something similar, and realize, that she probably had that in her DNA!  Usually, the consequences of a child's actions will do a lot to teach them . . . her friends who came from very strict, Mormon families, and this very busy law student, with little time to supervise, when the three girls were to be in school, when the ride took place, were not allowed to hang out with wild Nicole Secrist, any more, even though, they were the ones who encouraged Nicole to take the stick shift driven car in the first place!

And, I might add, Nicole has turned out better than all her so called, Mormon friends, and she is very active and has a ton of great friends in the Washington, D.C. area, married in the temple, and those friends, all both got pregnant in high school, or dropped out . . . so all is well, that ends well!  But, when talking to the youth at the Decker Lake Detention Center, I had extra special, connection with them realizing, that had I been born in today's world, I would have been considered a juvenile delinquent, rather than just the fastest girl in town!  LOL!  Parents have a hell of a lot tougher job today raising children, God Bless Them!

We Have A Juvenile System to Protect Kids From Their Own Stupidity

We as parents, cops, attorneys, judges, need to cut these kids some slack, and realize, that many kids, are just going through normal childhood, growing pains, learning lessons, experiencing the consequences, and growing, hopefully in a system, that is kind, forgiving, and doesn't label youth people as criminals, with tainted records, that will follow them throughout their lives . . . parents, need to be the first line of defense, then the schools, it is amazing the powerful influence a great teacher can have on kids, my own mother taught junior high, screammmmmmm, I refused to less that college, due to discipline challenges, only taught high school for a year, and then college, because I had to repay back a Utah Teaching Scholarship, that was a condition, but teachers are amazing examples, of love, caring, helping and advancing juveniles, and stopping crimes, drugs, pregnancies, and what not, that can hurt impressionable minds . . . my mother taught the most challenging years in a kid's life, because, she felt that if you can get them before they drop out of school, they will go on and finish high school!

But, the system can't be so brutal, so as to hamper, hurt, taint, tarnish young lives . . . the Utah Attorney General, Mark Shurtleff, once stated, that there were so many laws on the books in Utah, that every man, woman and child had committed two felonies before noon!  I have literally, seen the legislature, pass 186 bills, or vote of them, while drinking punch and eating cookies, hitting buzzers of yea or nay, without notice . . . screeeeaaammmmm!  We need to ease kids into adulthood, not bludgeon them to death and give them no way to achieve.  This is my favorite statement about a friend, a parent, or a system . . .

A Friend is A Person, Who Sees You Make A Fool of Yourself, and Realizes, You Haven't Done Permanent Damage!

THE LOTTERY, THE VILLAGE, THE SALEM WITCH TRIALS--HORRIFYING MOVIES OR REAL LIFE, OF GROUP THINK, GROUPS ACTING IN CONCERT, GROUP LIES AND COVER-UP FOR THE PURPOSE OF HIDING THE TRUTH--MY MOTHER USED TO SAY, WHEN I WANTED TO GO OR DO SOMETHING STUPID, IF YOUR FRIENDS JUMP OFF A CLIFF, ARE GOING TO FOLLOW--OF COURSE NOT! BUT! PATRIOTS DON'T TAKE HOLIDAYS--NSA, APPARENTLY DOES, OR SIS CO., HACKERS, TUNING IN LATE, JUST STOLE LAST TWO HOURS, OF BLOG--SO YOU GET THE PISSED OFF VERSION, NOT AS COHERENT ON SECOND SHOT! BUT FUN & INFORMATIVE, JUST THE SAME . . . HAPPY 4TH OF JULY! THE CASE THAT TURNED THE NATION, BACK TO THE GOOD STUFF, DON'T LET IT GET AWAY! AND SYSCO, NOT THE ONES BRINGING YOU THE GOOD STUFF! OPT OUT OF GROUP THINK, IT STINKS! SYMBOLIC TRUCK, M/ME--BRIGHT ORANGE, COLOR FOR SMART--BUT ALSO, MY SIGN FOR MURDER ME . . . THIS IS THE WAY, THEY ROLL! THAT IS HOW THEY WIN, I AM LIVING PROOF, THEY HAVEN'T WON YET! HOME OF THE FREE, BECAUSE OF THE BRAVE . . . NOT A BAD GROUP THINK! CASUAL ATTIRE, FORMAL FLAVOR--DARK HAIRED SHELLEY, SIS'S LOOK ALIKE JUST SHOWED UP TO COVER THE MCDONALD'S SCENE, WHILE SHE IS AT THE LAKE, OR ON A MOTORCYCLE, I HAVE TO GO PERSONALLY, WHERE I CLAIM TO BE--SHELLEY, SIS CO, OR SYSCO, HAS AN ARMY! ENJOY!

The Lottery, The Village, The Salem Witch Trials

What do all these movies, some based on real events, have in common?  A group hysteria, mass inertia to explain the unknown, or different behavior, thinking and actions, outside the group norm, or social order of the elders . . . generally with religious connections, fears, and the attempt to keep power, control, and order, using violence, fears, superstitions, vulnerabilities, stereotypes, discrimination, and the terror of outsider influence on the minds, hearts, and souls of their alleged charges, or responsibilities, or their perceived social mores, values, and beliefs.  Even the movie, Footloose, exemplifies, this type group think, that dancing will destroy the social order of the town, that it is against religious beliefs, Biblical recommendations and sanctions . . . and generally, when challenged, examined, and looked at critically, there was no foundation for the forced power, control, and abuse . . .

Power, control and abuse of power, are the key elements, to this type of mass valued system of, I would say, unrighteous dominion, over people, who are born to be free, and have jurisdiction or power, responsibility over their own lives, minds, hearts, families, circle of influence.  In the movie, The Lottery, there is a young man from the city, who has a father that is dying, and his father's death bed request is to have his cremated remains, sprinkled over the grave of his mother, who's life was ended in a very tragic, and violent end . . . but his father was considered a man of tall tales . . . when in reality, it was he, who was telling the truth, and the town the violent end of his young wife's life, the method, manner, and reason, was covered up, with the whole town participating!

Forced to Relive the Terror of His Mother's Death

The young man is forced to experience the terror, the horror, and the violence, that has become part of the town's tradition, religion and rituals, allegedly promoting prosperity, through sacrifice, the human sacrifice of one person each year, in a lottery, with all the names of the families in the community, thrown into a hat, with on piece of paper, containing a black check, indicating that family was the sacrificial lamb for the community, then all the members of that family came to the platform, and had to draw papers a second time, to determine, with family member if the one who would then be stoned by the whole town's population, kids and all . . . as a necessary evil!

People Who Will Not Conform--CRAZY!

The young guy, who had been forced to see this tragedy, was shocked beyond belief, and refused to pick up a stone and throw it at, none other than a local girl's mother, who was the unfortunate person to get the black check on her paper, but who, bravely went to her death, believing this was to be considered an honor to do this for the rest of the community.  Even the girl, had to pick up a rock, some very large, and throw it at her own mother!  Most of the town members, stoned the victim, with much energy, hatred, fury, anger, acting as if, this woman, contained all the sins, secrets, violations, atrocities for the whole township . . . there is another, historically, that already did that for us, one Jesus Christ!  Somehow, he gets lost in translation of most religious communities, allegedly of faith!

This terrified new comer, is chased, and eventually escapes, the furious elders, and law enforcement, and actually turns himself in to the authorities, back in the city, hoping he can go back and help clear up and fix the traditions of this misguided community; however, the law enforcement officers, who go with him, are sceptical, due to the fact, that the entire town, outright lies to the officers, and talks about the strange young man, his issues, his crazy father, who tried to protect his mother from the stoning . . . but that never comes out, because they are hiding their sick culture, under authority of a badge, a mayor's position, and even the young woman, who had fallen in love with the young man, lying to the officers, as her father holds her hand, the daughter of a doctor . . .

Lies, Lies, Lies, Cover-Up, Cover-Up, Cover-Up

With no help, the young man, is seen, standing in a mental health facility, with a doctor, walking in and beginning therapy sessions . . . by analogous comparison . . . that is exactly, what happened in my case--envy, jealousy, fear, loss of control, new ideas, challenged the old school thinking, upset the elders of the Mormon Church, Republican law enforcement, if not all law enforcement with prior hatred toward me for enforcing the law against them, or suing for constitutional violations, the law in Utah, the courts, and my own family . . . a storm just rolled in, thunder and lightning, evidencing God's anger at this type of group stupidity, that takes away from the entire mission of his only begotten Son . . . like Zeus, sitting on his throne on Mount Olympus, enraged, and throwing lightning bolts, torrential rain, and roaring with venom, as thunder roars from the skies . . . too many souls have been lost to fucked up GROUP THINK!

GOD'S SIGN

Often, over the years, since I was poisoned, and suppose to die, when I first became a victim of this group hysteria, mass inertia, and mind control of the community, with me being a threat at the very core of a state value system, God, would send me signs, often used symbols in Biblical times, so don't get all, I told you, she was crazy, but a truck just went by for the second time, and has in the past a key times, of introspection and direction, divine inspiration, to give me peace, understanding and an indication of what I am up against . . . a truck, a Sysco truck, with the statement above the light blue word, says . . . Good things come from Sysco.  

Just in case you, can't get the phonetic connection, Sysco . . . or sis co or sister's company, even this blog, through instantaneous scanning to a different IP number, with substitution so fast, it would blow your mind, and make this blog, that I am typing, right here, a the McDonald's, on Idaho Street, on the west side of Kalispell, Montana, at 8:51 a.m., will appear to be coming from her computer . . . I am using a little acer, Chrome, computer, I bought, right here in Kalispell, at Walmart, last fall, in September, when both emails were shut down, frozen for stolen . . . they take credit for the good things, or the blogs they like, steal the hits, steal the money, take the credit for writing . . . is this what you call good?

Money, Money, Money, Money--Show Me the Money, I Will Show You the Motive--Make Them All Guilty of Taking Money!

Yes, grants, bribes, new vehicles, homes, travel vehicles, charges dismissed, community events, honor and award ceremonies, campaign donations, Boy Scout camps, gifts to schools, churches, scholarships, and all these wonderful things that money can buy, be laundered through, make a whole town remain silent in the wake of an investigation, participate in a cover-up, even with broad and general approval of their religious and political bent . . . but it is all, my fucking money, or my son's band, God's Revolver, money . . . no matter how warm and fuzzy this feels to you, it is not, their money!  It is tainted, dirty, corrupt, blood money, and hopefully, the acquisition of the money, and distribution, and disbursement, doesn't, somehow, cleanse this for you?  And if it does, I pray for your soul!

Truck just went by, Valley Linen . . . or phonetic translation, Valley Lying, close enough!  I am the one and only, JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., Louisell Intern, with Chicago, Americans United for Life, the attorney, the former assistant attorney general . . . junk truck just went by, God as my Intel man, can't beat, with wooden frames, and the word, spray painted on Lys or lies, thanks, Intel man, constant connection and explanation, back to where I was . . . staff attorney for the Utah Division of Aging, former general counsel for the Utah Medical Association, former professor of family law and argumentation and research, trial attorney, both civil and criminal, member of the United States Supreme Court Bar . . . there is a gas station or store in Lakeside, I think, or one of those little towns on the Flathead Lake, and on the side of the building, it says, Joe Blogz!  That may be where Shelley, is hanging out, and even bought the building, specifically, to put that on the side, making you think, she is actually, me, because, I blog, she steals, the blog!  Patterns, patterns, patterns!

Mitt, Mormons, Men In Black, Mafia--That is the Way We Roll!

Shelley and crew, may have obtained a certificate with my name, they stole all evidence of my special 10th Circuit Court of Appeals, certificate, with American Eagle, with lightning, colored--if I remember, red matting, with an expensive, $200 light oak frame, taken along with all family pictures, most that can't be replace--model for plastic surgery for Kay?  Put in another house, the alleged me, when they orchestrated the theft of my house, the day before I was to fly to Denver to argue the Brock case . . . but, somehow, nobody can figure out the cause and affect of that theft!  LOL!  I was to argue, May 9, 2011, May 8, 2011 to fly to Denver . . . I am sure that flight record is still there, meeting Hank, at 6 pm for dinner, he did a no show . . . not like him!  Bribed the night before, oral arguments cancelled!  May 7th, 2011, Shelley told me, it was all gone . . . what was gone . . . the house, it is all gone, what?  Shelley, said, I think they thought, I was you!  Foreshadowing of the future?

I went straight to the house, to find three Washington County Constables, or Deputy Sheriffs, blocking my entrance into my house . . . directions of the boys up north?  We have seized this house, really, on what grounds, just orders!  My legal briefs were gone, law practice, furniture, clothing, make-up, everything! I had only what was on my back, but I still went . . . I am sure that was not the reaction they expected from this tougher than nails, cowgirl!  Government attorneys, who knew the plan, no show, Hank no dinner the night before, Rice and Hank, not surprised, but did fake it enough for me to see the email to the judges, cancelling oral arguments!  FBI call!

Hank & Jay Lost Interest--I Carried Case to U.S. Supremes!  Judge Michael G. Westfall, Judge John Walton, my Three Children, Have Copies, Clients Took Pictures of the Truck I Drove to DC, with ME, Holding My Certificate!  Perjury, Anyone?

In fact, I know they got a copy, because I intercepted the real one, the first one to me, I had to cancel the replacement, after the U.S. Supreme Court Clerks, accidentally, my ass, sent me one for John S . . ., a logical explanation, for me ordering another one, for them or me, but I actually, saw the real one, intended to be intercepted by Sysco, riding on my license and laurels, because it was too big to fit in my mail box at the Parowan Post Office, I saw it on the floor of the lobby, and had them, who knew me, not Shelley, hand it over, without questions . . . of course Frank, aka, Allan Rex Bess, was playing PO box games, to get it . . . they may have pictures taken in the chambers, because they showed up for the steal, while Brock and company, on their side by this time, or in retrospect, always were . . . just couldn't figure out, how to get me money, in Kansas, leaving me stranded with Dorothy, Toto, the Lion, the Scarecrow and the Tin Man, until 3 to 5 hours, later, before they could figure out, how to wire me money!  This is a fucking financial planner, who can't figure out how to get me money . . . MTS or Mitt's truck just went by . . . this was a planned operation from the start, they brought me in, because they knew I could win . . . they just didn't inform me, they were going to steal the win for Mitt!

This was their fucking case!  You would think they might have a vested interest in getting their attorney sworn in . . . they did, they had just SWAPPED ATTORNEYS, BUT DIDN'T TELL ME, AND TRIED TO STALL, SO THE FAKE COULD CATCH UP!  And they made their attorney, who knew they already took a bribe, was being used to detain me, because I didn't give anyone any warning, that I was leaving . . . Ms. Hope Carlton Levin, whom I stopped in Grand Junction, to collect money, to pay my own way back, called Frank, Interpol, aka, my alleged husband, the deceased, even at the time, Allan Rex Bess . . . just one of those murders to cover the heist of $357 million . . . not chicken feed!

Patriots Don't Take Holidays--Fooled You!

THE HACKERS JUST GOT INTO MY BLOG . . . THEY MUST HAVE FIGURED OUT ANOTHER INROAD TO STEAL!  I will admit, they are tenacious, determined, and motivated . . . there is a lot at stake, like billions, prison for them, and the whole valley exposed!  I am sure they promised, Sue, another sister, who is now trying to get in on the legislative side of things, you see it is a sisters' act . . . 5 against 1, the real one . . . an a father, protecting his favorites, and I have never been one, nor do I desire to have a total, fucking crook, admire me . . . my honesty eviscerates him!  Or cuts him to the core . . . he wanted to be an attorney, never did, the daughter he hated the most became on, and then actually saved his whole profession of CPA, financial planners, and securities dealers . . . poetic justice he just could not stand!

I was the only one smart enough to do the case; however, I was the last one, he wanted getting the credit . . . it has been war since I was three years old, when he put me over his knees, and beat the hell out of me, and couldn't make me cry!  LOL, never did, daddy-O!  He created the authority hating daughter, through that incident, and never could recreate it with his more mailable daughters, the ones who come to him, seeking his wise counsel, cry on his fatherly shoulders, and will do his bidding, this gal never did, never needed to, and cut her own path in life, better than he could, and better than his favorites!

HACKERS JUST STOLE THE LAST TWO HOURS OF WORK!  HERE ARE THE HIGHLIGHTS--DAMAGING TO THEM!  LOL!  HOPEFULLY, CIA, FBI, AND NSA, OUTSIDE THE MORMON MOBSTERS, WILL PREVAIL!

• where this was cut off, doesn't hurt Shelley, Rachel, Kay, Sue, Tiffany, Brett, Jack, John, Tony, Richard and Helen Southwick . . . hard to remember two hours worth of stuff, but here we go, bullet version . . . they are fine, just mistakenly, or sign from God, typed, find . . . what was once on the Internet is always on the web . . . LOL!  Digging their own graves, stealing this stuff!
• Henry S. Brock and Jay Rice, plaintiffs on securities case . . . blocked me, stalled me getting to Washington, D.C., and when I made it anyway, they tried to stop me getting the original certificate . . . Judge Michael G. Westfall and Judge John Walton, both got copies, more as an in your face fuckers . . . type delivery, guess they can risk perjury charges!  LOL!  Three of my four children got copies of the certificate, plus, I surprised Nicole, by dropping in the Sunday before, I was sworn in at the United States Supreme Court . . . she even dropped off a copy of a letter I wrote to Justice Antonia Scalia, member of the High Court, telling him of the fraud on the court!  I was afraid it would be intercepted!  I told about the trip back, where only one side of the freeway, the one going to D.C. experienced an ice storm, Nicole had warned me about, and the other side, magically, was still going 75 mph!  Figure that one out!  Roads to DC closed, they were hoping long enough to stop me, and allow, fake JoAnn to beat me to DC, to take my place . . . Brock's office, financial planners, nonetheless, just couldn't figure out, how to wire money to me, while I waited for a Moneygram at Walmart, in Kansas, somewhere between January 18, when I filed briefs, with ID, both driver's licenses and bar card, picture ID, that has been since stolen  . . . and after filing, in person, took off to Washington, D.C., at a break neck pace, because, I knew damn well, the element of surprise, was the only way I could beat them to the punch, and stop the theft of the case, with deals already cut, but the glory, continued!
• I was sent a decoy U.S. Supreme Court certificate . . . John S . . . to make me think that they just fucked up.  But I actually, saw the original, Frank, of Interpol or Shelley, were intending to intercept, after playing, enter the general population mail, leaving me the P.O. box, that the Bess family had since, a forever . . . I did get a bigger one, after I got the certificate, which I am sure they were able to get another one from DC . . . but I cancelled the order for another one!
• The entire Southwick family is into Disneyland, Disney World, Epcot Center, Actors, Drama, Fantasy, Fraud . . . Rachel, aka, JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., even purchased a season pass one year!  Brett loves Half Moon Bay, where Kay lived, my first clue, that there was something behind the scenes, that is where Kay lived with David Buttars, her second husband, and the father of Danny, her fat boy son, Brett's son is a fat boy, Rachel's boys are fat boys, Sue's, Shelley's . . . all have fat boys . . . mine are thin, Phat Boys, or Cool Boys . . . . I don't need fantasy children! Reality is better than ever thought, and they have just begun . . .  my two daughters, are Phat thin girls, or cooler than hell . . . Rachel's are Bratz!  I wouldn't claim the either!
• My children prefer reality, they preferred San Francisco over Disneyland, on a family vacation, fueled by mother's graduation from Weber State College, in Ogden Utah, 1986!
• My kids cruised the streets of Chicago, alone, when I flew, not got free trips, like a fucking flight attendant would for her brat children, while mother, a Louisell Intern, for Americans United for Life, worked days, and trusted her fine children to tend to themselves, hooking up for weekends and nights . . . Rachel, pregnant with fat boy, Matt . . . with baby, Stephanie in tow, hooked up with us, at my studio apartment, in downtown, Chi-town, Rach lived in the suburbs, careers that fit, and kids that fit, but apartments that fit . . . I wanted to work in a big city, to see what that life was like . . . Rachel was already there, in the summer of 1992!  Shaumberg or Shumberg?
• truthiness . . . thin parents have thin children, fat parents, who used to be thin, until the government poisoned me, get my family pictures back from Frank, Kay, Brett, Shelley, Rachel, Sue, or whomever . . . compare me, before and after the government or Southwick family poisoned me!  Thin, raised my children very healthy . . . Rachel and Chris Hickey, had a garage full of McDonald's kids toys, having raised their children on fast food!
• truthiness . . . the Louisell Intern for Americans United for Life, couldn't have had an abortion, must be a Republican, must have done the presentation to the Federation of Republican Women, a statewide training for the leaders of women throughout the state, in honor and originally, September 17, 2012, on Constitution Day, maybe Rachel, gave that speech, because, Shirley Herron, changed the date, to September 27, 2012, perhaps, after the fraud squad realized I had already accepted, so they filmed Rachel, called her me, and then had me come on the later date . . . but I am fucking sure the ladies, or liars, knew the difference!  LOL!  When the alpha woman and true constitutional law attorney, regardless of wearing broken glasses, homeless, and having the same clothes on she slept in the night before, in this coiffed crowd, with their nice, red, white and blue attire . . . which are the trappings Rachel would wear, and I don't need to wear, hard to cover knowledge, and a suit doesn't make an attorney!  All the ladies bowed their heads, when I said, now is the participatory side of this presentation . . . I don't do stupid, Rachel is as Rachel does, and so do these woman!  Mitt's gals . . . horrified, when I taught them what the real constitution teaches, what the abortion ruling implies . . . Not Republican, not Mitt!  
• truthiness . . . once a Republican, always a Republican, Rachel's claim to political fame, is being asked by United Airlines to represent them at the Bush campaign fund raiser, this constitutional law attorney, is neutral, doesn't buy either party, fits or doesn't fit in either, can cross dress, according to issues, can support the Prez. one day, and oppose the next, according to the issue and the President's stance . . . loyal to the Constitution, not the man!  Hate Bush for his attitude toward the Constitution, the rights of the people . . . stop throwing that piece of paper in my face!  Stop arresting me, with your void as a matter of law, unconstitutional Patriot Act, Sir!
• truthiness . . . stupid women in suits that look like attorney attire, are attorneys, and smart women, looking like a homeless woman, are not attorneys!  Buck up buckaroos! 
• truthiness . . . mothers with three red headed daughters, must be the mother of my red haired son, Elliot, bass guitarist, extraodinaire . . .
• truthiness . . . Sue, has 4, probably after his mission, Stafford, her youngest, children, who attended Brigham Young University, therefore, it is she, who must have gone to J. Reuben Clark, Law School, at BYU . . . I would imagine, the CIA, FBI, NSA, BYU, law school, if you can call it that, was bought, paid and changed my picture, that hung in the hall, all the while I attended, doctored, I am sure . . . that little law abiding, NOT, law school, run by the Mormon Church
• truthiness . . . none of my children attended BYU; therefore, mom could not have graduated from BYU law!  While I was in St. George, Utah, before I was practicing law again, just needed to re-activate, my license, that daddy Southwick went ape shit, when I got it reactivated, you would think happy, but, not for the daughter, who you hate!  Screamed at me, causing difficulties for the thieves, huh, daddy and mommy dearest!  There are 8 children's pictures hanging on my parents, wall, just outside their bedroom door, in the hall . . . truth, my mother could not get me to sit, untamed by nature, for a photo, like the other Southwick children, who followed orders, and posed for a photo shoot . . . mom, got a picture with me, out tubing with my kids on a winter day, snow capped mountains, blue sky in the back ground . . . sound's like the soul of a moccasin!  Someone who might chose to live in MONTANA!  THE MOUNTAINS!
• truthiness . . . children, with no foundation to prove a free spirit, who decide, to imitate, the free spirited, fun loving, adventure loving, risk taker, attorney, are in fact, the risk taker, who raises risk taking children, like daughters who actually join the military and travel the world!
• truthiness . . . mothers or women, who look older, are older!  Women who dig jewelry, must have the money, such as an attorney, to buy jewelry, or as a symbol of success . . . no, Rachel, Marcie, Sue, Shelley, always had a penchant for jewels, to give the appearance of wealth, real or desired, diamond stud earrings, Zirconium will due!  When in reality, the real attorney, Ms. Natural herself, hated even wearing her wedding ring, that was a diamond, lost it in the first year . . . always got gold bands, usually under $200, the classic, traditional sign of a commitment!  Hated the first diamond, I am very practical . . . scratched my dishes, when washing them, and made runs in my nylon stocking when I used to wear them or care to wear dresses at all!
• truthiness . . . all successful attorneys, show off their wealth, or care about wealth, more than their clients, or the win . . . the truly great attorneys, I know, that actually care about issues, rights, the fight, are more concerned, always, about the win, their clients, the issues, being on the right side of an issue, regardless of whether or not, they get paid!  And usually, the wealth follows, and they don't give a rat's ass what they look like . . . I don't need all the trappings of an attorney, the second I open my mouth, the attorney, comes out!  You may not like what I have to say, other attorneys, judges, usually don't, because in a classic, truthiness . . . the best attorneys always win . . . they do, but only if the judge, follows the law, regardless of whether he or she likes you or not!
• truthiness . . . patriotic people will wear flags, tomorrow, show up for the parade, wave a flag during it, have a BBQ, and go to the fireworks after . . . truth . . . real patriots, live, eat, sleep, and sacrifice daily . . . for what Independence Day stands for!

HAPPY TRUTHFUL, 4TH OF JULY--GET INDEPENDENCE FROM THE LOTTERY, VILLAGE, SALEM WITCH TRIAL MENTALITY, TRUTHINESS--GET FUCKING REAL!

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THOUGHT

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Patriotism is More then Waving a Flag, Having a BBQ--It is a Lifetime Commitment to the Principles this Country was Founded ON!

I loved it last legislative session, at the Montana Legislature, I am not sure who is who yet, but some representative got a bill passed, making sure there were American Flags in every school classroom in the state of Montana, I think there may have been a provision, also, making it mandatory, that the teachers, or the school, have the students recite the Pledge of Allegiance!  It is sad, in deed, that this country has come to the point, that these things are not automatics in American schools--they sure as hell used to be!

I heard on the news, that some high school, back in the mid-west, quoted a high school teacher, saying we just don't have time to say the Pledge of Allegiance!  No wonder we have the Patriot Act . . . anyone within 14 years of 9/11, with a focus of national security, rather than freedom, probably doesn't even know what the pledge is, law enforcement agencies should make it part of their routine each morning . . . maybe, some, doesn't even know we have a U.S. or state Constitutions!

I met a former Salt Lake City, Utah, detective, and later, chief of police in Midvale, who started requiring his officers, to carry around pocket sized copies of the United States Constitution, and he was railroaded out of his job, targeted for harassment, in business, church, his children in schools, and eventually, he ended up homeless, and on the streets . . . a familiar pattern for real patriots, ask me about it!  This just fucking has to stop!  Sorry, Utah, but there are so many good examples, of this type of activity.

Question: Who Will Take Out Who, First?

My goal is to take down the unconstitutional Patriot Act, which in name only, as truthiness, something that appears true, but is not, down, before the punks take me down!  The School of Assassins are in town in numbers, some actual acquaintances, attempts from, two nights ago, in McDonald's--or rather the set up, to my walk home, late last night, to Hungry Horse/Spotted Bear, fake Forest Service employees, not wearing green or brown, nor on the right nations forest . . . the Federation for the Indian Nation, manages that forest, not the U.S. Forest Service . . . nice try, my daughter works for the U.S. Forest Service in Utah!

I know what the green, Federation trucks look like, white guys in red wind breakers, in brand new white trucks, with no markings, sitting their watching me and John, who received a text, just seconds before we passed the truck, waiting at a close gate, looking like a sign, they were there, or ready, or a go . . . with John, immediately pulling over, to take a quick nap, just like last time, while I walk and sit, looking at the amazing scenery . . . as you guys roll up behind me with yellow, warning signals flashing, sign to areal surveillance, that gigs going down, or what, then pulling in front of the car, when I stare you down, parking for a second, then leaving, with a white U.S. Forest Service truck following shortly after . . . and John, freaking out on me, when I say I don't want to go to Spotted Bear?  What is up with that? 

A daily, frenzied pace, seems to be the order of the day . . . new meaning to Independence Day? Hopefully, this upcoming July 4th, will truly be a return to old good things!  Independence Day from FEMA camps, prolonged detention without charges, warrants, probable cause, due process, lack of a hearing, and no termination date . . . independence from militarized cops, tanks, riot and war gear, jack booted thugs, marching down our streets, that are under Martial Law . . . freedom from road closers or, rather, roads, put in storage, for who?  You are suppose to manage the lands for the public, held in trust for our use . . . not some ruling elite, who has the keys to the gates . . . my god, what is uglier, than that silver gates, with red and white stripped metal, on the gates, to warn people to stay the hell off their property, or public lands . . . and what the fuck is up, and who donated 300,000 acres to the fucking, goddamn, Boy Scouts!

Hell, Glacier National Park and Ted Turner, only have 168,000 acres, for the public at large to share--not Ted's ranch, but hey, we have hungry kids in Montana, but don't let that bother you Ted!  9 out of 10 roads, I looked at behind Swan Lake, were closed, and there was one piddly ass, camp site, so all campers are cooking, eating and listening to each other's conversations . . . when you could literally, give 1,000 acres of prime forest lands, to each Montanan, and still have tons of forest lands left!  I would guess there is some type of clandestine, activities up at the Boy Scout retreat . . . who donated, it better not be our fucking public lands, going for a neo-Nazi, youth training camp, under the guise of the Boy Scouts of America!  

The first and last time I saw, the Boy Scouts, get their lazy little asses out, and do something besides, gather money in Mormon wards, was when they marched at a parade in St. George, Utah, wearing fucking black berets!  Since, when is that part of the uniform . . . I do know my ex-husband, the one married to my alleged, double, since he would not divorce my name, my son's band, my resume, credentials, cases, law associations certificates, yeah, the guy who, reads and worships, Hitler, Stalin, and Mussolini, wears a black beret . . . there are also, FBI Youth Groups, being used, in my humble opinion, to launder money, from asset forfeiture, the legislation I killed in 1997, that spread to 27 states . . . with reforms in almost every state, with prohibitions for local law enforcement having incentives to take property, before due process is given . . . the feds just wash it through the youth groups, and it goes back to the agency who collected it, by way of incentive, to propagate the drug running of the CIA, allowing the drug cartels to continue to operate, if they get a cut!

Old time street collection for dirty cops, New York cop style . . . check out the movie, Serpico, with Al Pacino . . . saw that in college, around 1973, tainted me for life, no . . . just a reality check!  And, they have not failed to surprise me, ever since . . . maybe we will actually get independence from this too . . . it is up to YOU!  I flipped out at my roommates, and their friends, last night after a day of strange events at the Kalispell Hospital, where I was eating a brownie, drinking a Diet Coke and watching an old 1973, movie with Robert DeNiro, called . . . THE SWAP!

Do, We, As Americans, Really, Want to SWAP, the U.S. Constitution, with a 238 Year Track Record, for the Patriot Act, that was Allegedly Written by Someone from North Korea?

The Bush, New World Order, Agenda 21, under U.N. and Federal Reserve or the World Bankers, is a reality . . . it is not too late to turn back now, but it might have been, had some of us, not put our lives on the line . . . they can't detain all of us, they can't take all of our guns, they can't kill all of use, with biological warfare . . . BUT THEY, SURE AS HELL, CAN TRY!

The Illuminati, is old school, was formed in 1776, the same year, as America declared its independence from Britain, who at the time, had an Empire that spread around the globe . . . they have had designs on taking back America, from the day it was formed!  There are ancient orders, like the Knights Templar, as opposed to the Knights of Columbus, who added In God We Trust, back in 1891 to their pledge of allegiance, took Congress under Dwight D. Eisenhower, until 1854 to pass a law to codify it . . . some of these secret societies are centuries old, fighting old battles, with old allegiances, and connections.

A former, Nazi, who has been living in the U.S. in Pennsylvania for decades, almost since 1947, when the war with Germany was over, was just rounded up and arrested for war crimes . . . we are going back to the good stuff, not forward to the fucked up stuff, that is from Germany, Japan, China . . . that is why I went fucking ape shit on my roommates, last night . . . a guy, whom I am guessing is a plant, a loyalist to yours, mine, and our families, neighborhoods, and states, enemies . . . said, as I told him of the assassination attempts, or them coming to town, well, a country can't last forever . . . and China . . . this is the country, whom these assholes, want us to become part of, or let them be the world leaders . . . hell, Bush, Clinton, Bush, and Obama, who thank God, inherited this shit, all have sold old Navy bases to China, Harry Reid and son, were going to get rid of Rancher Bundy, on the auspice of protecting the desert tortoise, not of the turtles sake, but for China solar power sake!  TREASON for God sake!

Bush, senior, had very close ties with China, former CIA director, what were those ties, why did Prescott Bush, fund the Germans, in WWII?  At least Clinton, refused to sign the, already prepared, Patriot Act, only to have his successor, Bush, actually sign away the entire Bill of Rights, and U.S. Constitution, with the stroke of a pen, less than one month after the government participated, either through negligence, or Cheney, strategically performing some type of drills that day, turning off all air space protections, so either there was not detection of the hijacked plans, why did the Bush family make 27 phone calls to the Ben Ladins, the week before or the month before the attacks . . . 

The writing is on the wall, these fuckers are selling America down the tubes . . . this Friday, we, as Americans, need to declare our Independence once more, from China, the Fed, the world bankers, the one world order, and get back to freedom, liberty, a gold backed currency, an honorable intelligence community, moderate budgets, responsible, involved citizens . . . and reintroducing charges of treason and perjury, in our legal system . . . we are better than this!  We deserve more than a ruling elite, a religious elite, that they are creating and funding, preachers, like Joel Olstein . . . given $35 million from a former member of the council of 13, a level within the Illuminati, now a Christian! 

Up Coming Grateful Nation, Montana Freedom Events

While up at East Glacier, last summer, a day or so before I had to walk 15 miles out of the Rez, with blood hounds and Indian trackers, plus feds on my ass, I saw a great T-Shirt . . . it had the pictures of three Indian Braves, on horse back, with their war paint, spears, bows and arrows, and it said . . . Homeland Security . . . If you don't like America, give it back to us!  I am about ready to vote for that.  Another guy the other day, along that line, said, yeah, Homeland Security, an armed citizen!

• Arlee Powwow features dancing, parades, trail run . . . 116th Arlee Fourth of July Powwow runs from July 2 through July 6 . . . see, July 1, Daily Inter Lake for details, or visit www.arleepowwow.com, just 30 or so minutes, north of Missoula, along highway, 93
• Two-Bear Marathons & Half Marathon, Whitefish Montana, September 7, 2014
• 25th Lakeside Fair & Summerfest, July 12, 2014, www.visitflatheadlake.com
• Great guide to Fourth of July, Flathead Beacon, July 2, 2014, Vol. 8, No. 27, events for Kalispell, Whitefish, Bigfork, Lakeside, Polson, Polebridge, Eureka, Hungry Horse
• Kalispell, Montana, Thursday Fest, enjoy the kickback sound of New Wave Time Trippers (1985) July 3 from 5:00 to 8:00 pm, downtown Kalispell, 2nd Ave East between 1st and 2nd Streets East in front of the Museum at Central School, live music, food, vendors, arts and crafts, and a beer and wine garden
• Town of Eureka's, RED, WHITE & BLUE CELEBRATION, a family event, Friday July 4th, at Indian Springs Ranch, 10:00 am to 10:30 pm
• 100th Anniversary Celebration, July 4th, 2014, Polebridge--PARADE AT NOON, MAGICIAN, PIG ROAST FEED AFTER PARADE, for more info, call 406.885.9965, live music from The Moonshine Mountain Band and Lil' Smokies
• Montana FOLK FESTIVAL, July 11-13, 2014, Butte, Montana, over 250 Musicians, crafts people & dancers, regional and ethnic foods . . . check out Flathead Beacon for schedule of artists and events, or go online a MontanaFolkFestival.com for details, looks like a great festival!
• Up in Arms, GUN SHOW, Missoula, Montana, July 5th, and 6th, for questions, call Marilyn at (208)241.4405
• SUMMER in the FLATHEAD, ART & CRAFT SHOW, Flathead County Courthouse Lawn, Kalispell, Montana, July 11, 12 & 13th, 2014, Friday and Saturday, 10-6 pm--Sunday 10-5 pm
• Flathead Beacon LAKESIDE RUN, Lighthouse Loop Swim, Lakeside Volunteer Park, July 12, 2014
• Red Ants Pants, Music Festival, White Sulphur Springs, July 27 to 29, 2014

Check Out the Police Blogger, Flathead Beacon--Hilarious!

COWBOY, WANTED, DEAD OR ALIVE--WELL, WITHIN A CERTAIN AGE RANGE--THE TWO STEP, TUCK & ROLL, AT THE BLUE MOON, IN COLUMBIA FALLS, DIDN'T WANT TO TEST MR. NFR'S, YOUNG GUNS! LOL! A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, LIVING IN A PUNK ASS, PATRIOT ACT WORLD!

Rodeo in Town, She Didn't Like My Guns

Now for those of you who are new to town, or to Montana, the word guns, has more than one meaning--most likely to you and I, that would refer to some type of firearm, or weapon; however, to young cops and cowboys, that means muscles, just for your information, a vehicle is a rig.  So, a week and a half ago, while alone at the Blue Moon, now lighting the midnight skies of Columbia Falls, the words advertising a fun place to dance, drink, play some cards, or shoot some pool, or bull, the old blue lights have been replaced by the power color, red, good symbolic move for the place, I love to dance . . . alone!

The great local band, Four Score, a good old rock-in-roll band, playing rattling, raging, guitar slamming rock from the 80's, ten years after the 70's bands, I grew up with, but I rolled with the rock, up to and including that of today. was playing.  It is no wonder my son is a bass guitarist, I probably dance, pregnant, to wild rock, after the kids were in bed, and my husband was still at city council, county commission, or church high council, meetings, and I was alone and relieved the kids were down for the night!  Me and Aretha Franklin, rocking to, RESPECT, come on, come on, give me some . . . or We Are Family, Me and All My Sister's and Me . . . they took that literally, that there were two to 7 other, Me's, and decided to claim my career choices, educational opportunities and honors, my job experience, my case load, my Supreme Court license, my fun life and stories, my amazing children, resume, boyfriends, husbands, houses, bosses, but that butt!  I don't think so . . .

I like going dancing alone, I do it for fun, and for exercise.  I can workout to a dance video, and last, if I am lucky, 20 minutes, but if I go dancing, I can rock this booty from 9 pm to 2 am, and dance the socks off anyone 20 to 30 years younger than myself, l love to dance, and ditched the father of my four children, because I was bored, wanted to get in the mountains more, and wanted to go dancing and he was only good for about 2 dances if I was lucky, Valentine's Day or something like that . . . of course the one time I talked him into taking dance lessons with me, we both got inducted in to some regional dance competition or festival, performing the American Waltz and the Tango, literally in front of an arena full of people, at Weber State College, then, with a group of blue hairs, twice our age . . . the price of dancing, came too high to my quiet spouse, who is more of a home body than I am.

So, I Am Taking A Break & Mr. Young Guns Asks Me To Dance

The band and I were taking a break, because I can't sit still for one song; therefore, it is quit work out . . . I am sweating up a storm, and dripping wet, from head to foot, another reason I don't want to do contact dancing, like the country western two step, like all the cowboys and cowgirls do at the Moon.  The bands love it, especially, the other one what plays there all the time, they kinda know me, this one didn't, but they do now, LOL!  I get out a shake this booty, and I don't give a rat's ass what anyone thinks, because Big Bottom Girls Rule the World, words from a song, think about it, Hillary, Oprah, J. Low, Beonce', and me, we are not living in the gyms, or at soccer games, or at the spas; we are running for Prez., running companies, writing or choreographing music, or sitting in court, sitting with clients, sitting doing research, sitting writing briefs, sitting in our vehicles, going to court, when I used to have one!

I get the feeling, when I am not around, that the women have to wait for the guys to ask them to dance, partner dance, and generally, many gals, sit on the sidelines, wanting to just rock it, like I do.  So, when this big and beautiful gal, and I am not referring to height, but weight, they think, if she can do it, then I can do it, get out there alone, or with the girls, and just have a great time, without a partner.  The guys, have at times, given me dirty looks, because they could control the crowd, by strutting around the room, and like a bee, pollinating the flowers, or wall flowers, they go woman to woman, getting their choice, at will. However, when I come, things drastically change, and the gals, have a ton of fun, either, coming up dancing by me, or with their friends, or with a group of girls, and the guys, kind of become, superfluous to the dancing, not needed.  The bands dig it, and they always, always, make sure I know they are playing the next night, or the following weekend . . . only usually, I am not in town.

First Time Around--Mr. Under 25, NFR, Rodeo Star, Comes Around, the Answer is NO!

NFR, stands for National Finals Rodeo, and this young, cocky, stud, has no qualms about coming up to me, assuming I know how to do the 2 step, or I would not be at a cowboy bar, and asks me to dance--I tell him, I am just taking a break, and need to cool off and take a drink of my Diet Coke . . . then I see him approach, two other women, one was the wife of a band member, and the other was engaged to a guy playing cards, who was getting hit on by every guy in the house, she was wearing the type of clothing that would attract a swarm of bees, and the body to match . . . she kept trying to get me to come sit by her, so she had someone to hang with, and get left alone, but I wasn't in the mood for either male or female company that night.  I just wanted to dance, not talk and get into the trance of my body, moving to the music.

By the time, this young gun has been rejected by these two women, I decided, I had rested a bit, had a sip or two, and was ready to rock . . . but that was not where his dancing skills were, he wanted to do the partner thing!  Scream, I told him, I didn't do that, but, he assured me, all I had to do was follow . . . easier said than done, since that was not a normal place, nor characteristic, I did much, follow, that is!  He didn't take no for an answer, and he was very cute, and he made me wish I was 25 again!  And he was a strong leader.  But, I should have marked his, remark, about assuring me, when the hot body, turned him down, she didn't like his guns!  So, what, he is picking the fattest girl, in the room, almost, to show off his guns?

Or, so it seemed.  He really did a great job leading, and I did a better than average job following him. However, when the song ended, he decided to test his guns, and bend me backwards, and see how close to the floor he could get me and still get me back in a standing position, after the grand-standing!  As he started bending me backwards, without warning, quick witted and thinking as I am, I am reading his next move, struggling to get me back up, and both of us, crashing to the ground . . . so, I decided to save face, for both of us, I am going to tuck and roll, onto my knees, and gracefully, slide to a table, and get up, avoiding the stress on his young guns!  That proved to be disastrous, because, he hung onto my hand, thinking I was falling, which threw me off, and onto the floor . . . but, I have long learned to not care what people think . . . he was not there yet, and figured he had dropped me, even though, I did a fast recovery, standing, uninjured, with ego in tact!  He disappeared!  LOL!

I Am Thinking, Nobody Was Watching--Except, the BAND!

So, I get up, brace myself on a table and go sit down, which is where I should have had the wisdom to stay, but, life is a journey, live it . . . and I usually have some type of adventure every time I go, so this is just another dancing story, to included in my fun memories chest!  This poor, handsome, cowboy, will probably be tainted for like, have PTSS, post-traumatic stress syndrome!  I hope NOT!  He was so cute, a great dancer, he just got the humble beast!  He seemed cocky enough to recover, probably thought the bull seemed like nothing compared to dancing with me!  A blood sport!

The NFR, rodeo star, disappears, hopefully to get a good night sleep . . . they say, don't get on the bull, if you can't ride the full 8 seconds, that may go for dancing with me!  But, thinking, I had pulled of this tuck and roll, at the end of the two step without much attention, other than my partners, was shattered, when the band, announced, when you are dancing, make sure you don't drop your partner!  Oh, shit, I hope he was already out the door, and a couple of miles away; I am tough enough to take this type of joking at my age, but I couldn't have at 25, I would have died, of embarrassment!

Of, course, I find, cowboys, a different breed, altogether, which is one of the reasons, I dig them . . . they just seem to roll with it better than the city boys, are not afraid to get on the bull, or ask a girl to dance again, and show off their style, they are used to getting bucked off a horse, shit kicked up at them, and getting their bones broken, being thrown from a bull, or chased by a grizzly, men's men, and I dig those kind!  Oh, hell yeah!  Tough as nails, and I need a guy, like me and my Ford Truck, Built Tough!

Playing it Tough, With the Patriot Act Punks in Bozeman--for 5 Hours!  And Now the Pod Squad in Kalispell, Cover-UP!

It is a typical day for me, a constitutional law chick, from hell, to the Patriot Act crowd . . . I think they think the word, con, as in my blogspot title, bad ass con law chick blog or the government looting site, with the same name, title, writer, bio, and picture, bad ass con law chick . . . the word, "con" to means, a convict, con-artist, or con-woman . . . reminder, from my first blog . . . it is a law student, brief reference for the longer . . . constitutional law, as in are you going to con law today, meaning, are you going to our constitutional law class today?  

Much like a term of art, as in guns and rigs!  Each profession or avocation or vocation, has code words, that anyone, pretending to be a member, and doesn't get the insider's lingo, can be ratted out immediately, and those of us, in the club, know, damn, well what we are referring to.  

But, anyway, the Kalispell Pod Squad is out in force, lying up a storm . . . covering the cover-up, on the bus, at church, at community dinners, and at Walmart, or at the Blue Moon, about anywhere, I am likely to hang out . . . they got the lie covered, Rachel is her, even at the Super I, the night I wrote another revealingly damaging classic!  One of Fat Jack the Ripper's guys, shows up, doesn't act like he knows me, but sure to tell the tale of the lies, because, I am dealing with People of the Lie . . . popular book of the 70's, before Rachel was in high school!  LOL!  But, I forgot, she is now, looking older than myself, so . . . all works perfectly with the lie!

Once the Cops/Patriot/CIA or Whomever They Can Recruit, Knows I Am In Town--All Hell Breaks Loose!

At about 12:00 midnight, after the guy at the Pita Pit, tells me the shop is open until 3 am, dig, and figuring I had a safe, warm and dry place to stay, until just before my bus, back to Kalispell, came at around 3:45 am, I started to notice the cops out in about an average or normal number, for that time of night, with the night life, still rolling out until about 2 am, and I am just enjoying a sandwich and drink, watching Main Street, and enjoying the night's revelers, just chillin', myself . . . until, God, my Intel Guy, from Heaven, through a song, I had never heard before, with the words, it is time to disappear, it is time to disappear . . . please, tell me it isn't so . . . I am sick if this shit, I just want to relax!

The thoughts of my Missoula Great Escape, comes to mind, where I ignored my heavenly warnings, for two days, and God, like a pissed off parent, almost cracked me on the noggin or head if you don't know that term of parental art, with a clap of the first thunder and lightning, sizzling, like a firecracker, right above my head, warning me of the approaching storm, and then, kaboom!  The anger of Zeus and his thunder bolts and lightning, are unleashed, relentlessly on the walkers, and bikers, caught in the down pore, and others rushing home from work, or getting gas . . . I ignore HIM, at my own risk, so wearing as I am from no sleep, the night before . . . I split out the back door, and start to alley hop, back to the bus depot, miles away!

Warrants, Charges, Reasons--Not Necessary Under Patriot Act--That is Why They Cops Like It--Ultimate Power Trip!

God's training manual, and my brain, with symbology, that has been developed over the last few years, is as complicated as the federal tax code, and he knows how I think and I how he directs . . . when bikes, come by, especially with guys with mining lights on their foreheads, that means, bye, they see you . . . or areal surveillance, just picked up your ass on satellite, and you are toast, if you don't get the hell out of there quick! So to the shadows, alleys, and bushes I duck, making my way, slowly, as an Army of One, for the US Constitution, and rights and protections of the Bill of Rights, which, sorry loses in this personal battle of mine, to retain freedom and liberty of movement, my identity, by making fast breaks, so if, by any chance, the guys in the sky, might start to consider the fact that I am, in fact, who I have always, been, think rationally, and realize, "they" poisoned" me and had 10 fucking years, to use my name, my credentials, and resume . . . I only appear to be the new comer, but a hell of a left over, from the former days of constitutional glory, long gone, except by me, who was in a purposeful government operated and controlled fog, for a while . . . but, sure as hell, not, now, but a formidable opponent NOW!

In the last 14 years, they have been claiming to be me, longer than I, after coming back, in 2009, to reclaim my life . . . (you have to look at 20 years, or 40 years, including my family life, they want to claim, specifically, Elliot's music, since they stole it, now recruited him--I am not a new comer to either my life or the law!) they have taken credit, and ownership for all I do, did, and evidently will do, unless, someone, joins, this army of one, and helps me out, who is not on the pod squad in all the locations and towns I frequent . . . I am dealing with the pros, that go after the M16, to new KGB, the FSI or whatever Russian Intel is called now days . . . so, not easy to beat an army, nor the Intel, when you are just a smart ass attorney, with a hell of a brain!

A harrowing night, of surveillance, close calls, braked tail lights, lights going on wherever I was sitting, or hiding or waiting, cops cruising, putting gas station attendants, on notice, a threat, bigger to Patriot Act Punks, someone, willing to play chicken, with them, taking them head-on, hoping to smash them, before getting smashed, that I might be showing up around their parts, being close to the station, guys, undercover, not realizing that I saw, them walk up the street, then, coming down, from the bus depot, after first going there for the lie, friendly gas station attendants, giving me aid and comfort from the rain and storm, soon, after two guys come to the station, hang forever, long after someone trying to get to work, at 5 am, would do, with the bus, coming an hour and half late, I am sure, to make sure I didn't get on it, or away . . . hotels, with double doors, and a phone, once in side the first set, to wake, a weary clerk, letting them know a customer was waiting . . . being alerted to wake, by someone other than the girl, just inside, getting warm for a minute!

Hiding in car washes, first stall, with a bike, forewarning me, bye, or you dye . . . just seconds, before a bad ass, redneck truck of guys, rushes to the car wash, last stall, rather than the first you were in, sliding around the corner, our of sight . . . guys, cars, lights, cops, people, all over the place at fucking 12 to 5 am!  America's Most Wanted, in the One World Order Tyrannical World we are entering, if we don't stop it . . . and I am just one woman, who is getting tired after 2 1/2 years of being on the run, for what . . . FUCKING DEFENDING THE CONSTITUTION, LEGALIZING IT, WHEN IT WAS DEAD!

IN GOD WE TRUST, IN JESUS CHRIST WE ARE SAVED!  THEY WANT TO KILL THE CONSTITUTION--WHICH MEANS, KILL ME, AND GET RID OF CHRISTIANITY!