GAMING FOR GROWNUPS . . . RECKLESS. TONY KILLERMAN. COOL FOR SUMMER . . . MY MIND ON YOUR BODY; YOUR BODY ON MY MIND . . . WODDY WOODPECKER! COWBOY, TAKE ME AWAY, CLOSER TO HEAVEN, CLOSER TO YOU! THIS WOMAN IS MY DESTINY . . . SHUT UP AND DANCE WITH ME! LOL! LORD, I AIN'T RICH, BUT I AM FREE! I NEED A PIT STOP, NOT A HOUSE . . . POVERELLO PALACE PERFECT, IF WE HAD A BIG SCREEN TV, MOVIES ON FRIDAY NIGHT, INMATES OUT ON TOWN SATURDAY NIGHT! LOL! EINSTIEN'S BAGELS . . . SO MANY SCHMEARS, SO LITTLE TIME! I DON'T WANT TO GET INVOLVED . . . REALLY, SO YOU ARE GOING TO LET A RAPE AND A MURDER GO, BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT TO GET INVOVLED? REALLY? SUSPICIOUS FINDINGS BY AUTOPSY IN CIVIL RIGHTS ACTIVIST, SANDRA BLAND'S DEATH, ALLEGED HANGING, IN TEXAS . . . TRYING TO MAKE HER LOOK LIKE A "CUTTER" AND "CRAZY" ON MEDS, DEPRESSED . . . THOSE WHO KNEW HER BEST, SAID, EVEN BEHIND BARS, WITH ARREST, SHE WAS NOT UPSET OR MAD! HOW IN THE HELL DO YOU HANG YOURSELF WITH A PLASTIC BAG? IT IS NOT STRONG ENOUGH, NOR LONG ENOUGH, TO FIT AROUND SOMEONE'S NECK, AND AROUND A BAR OR LIGHT, AND TOO SHORT, TO ALLOW HER TO STAND ON SOMETHING, AND REACH IN ORDER TO HOOK THE ALLEGED, SUICIDE METHOD AND VEHICLE, IN ORDER TO COMMIT THE ALLEGED HANGING . . . COUNTY ATTORNEYS, PROSECUTORS ARE THE ONES TO DETERMINE THE CAUSE OF DEATH IN MOST STATES; HOWEVER, WHEN IT INVOLVES COPS, TO AVOID ALL PREJUDICIAL DECLARATIONS IN FAVOR OF THE COPS . . . I WOULD TO AVOID THE VERY APPEARANCE OF EVIL, AND FAVORITISM, BY SOMEONE WHO WORKS CLOSELY WITH COPS, DAILY, DEPENDING ON EACH OTHER, BOTH TO CHARGE AND TO FIND THE EVIDENCE TO PROVE A CRIME, LET ALONE COMING TO COURT TO TESTIFY . . . THE PROSECUTOR IN THIS CASE, IS TOO CLOSE TO BE THE ONE TO CALL THE CAUSE OF DEATH, AND RULE IT EITHER A SUICIDE OR A HOMICIDE! GET A PROSECUTOR FROM ANOTHER COUNTY, OR SOME UNINVOLVED SOURCE, WHO IS TRAINED TO LOOK AT THSES THINGS. MANY A MURDER, WAS FIRST CALLED A SUICIDE! I SAW THE ENCOUTNER OF THE WORST KIND, AND OFFICER DOING A ROUTINE TRAFFIC STOP, JUST A VIOLATION FOR AN IMPROPER LANE CHANGE, OR SO HE SAYS, ORDERS MS. BLAND TO PUT OUT HER CIGARETTE, DEMANDS SHE GET OUT OF THE CAR . . . NOW, MIND YOU, WE HAVE SEEN TONS OF UNARMED BLACK, MEN AND AT LEAST ONE WOMAN,WASHINGTION. D.C., WHO HAVE BEEN SHOT AND KILLED, SOME FLEEING FROM OFFICERS, SO SANDRA HAD A DAMNED GOOD REASON TO RESIST GETTING OUT OF THE CAR! THE OFFICER VIOLATED SEVERAL DEPARTMENT POLICIES FOR TRAFFIC STOPS, WAS SCREAMING AT HER, DEMANDING, TO ME, UNREASONABLE COMPLIANCE WITH HIS ORDERS, MUCH LIKE OFFICER WILSON, IN THE MICHAEL BROWN SHOOTINGS IN FERGUSON, WHICH MS. BLAND HAD BEEN WRITING ABOUT ON SOCIAL MEDIA, IN ADDITION TO POLICE BRUTALITY; THEREFORE, THE COPS ACTIONS, SEEMED OUT OF ORDER, NOT ONLY VIOLATING POLICE POLICY, BUT COMMON DECENCY, IN LIGHT OF THE CIRCUMSTANCES SURROUNDING THE STOP . . . WE DON'T KNOW YET, IF THE OFFICER KNEW OF MS. BLANDS ACTIVIST ACTIVITIES, BUT TAKE IT FROM A WOMAN OF SIMILAR BENT, I HAVE JUST SPENT ALL MORNING, WATCHING COP AFTER COP, SOMETIMES TWO ABREAST, APPEARING TO BE CHASING OR FOLLOWING ME, WITH SEVERAL MEN, WHO ARE AT THE POV, SHELTER, WHOM, WALK, TALK AND ACT LIKE COPS, WITH ONE, SWEARING AT ME THE OTHER DAY, AFTER I WROTE ABOUT COPS DOING THIS OR THAT TO ME . . . HE SAID, SOMETHING ABOUT BEING A RAT, AND SWEARING . . . MY FRIEND SANDRA, NATIVE, TURNED AND SAID, ARE YOU TALKING TO ME? WE WERE WALKING OUT OF THE ROOM TOGETHER! HE WAS OUT CRUISING AROUND, LOOKING UP AND DOWN THE STREETS, FOLLOWED BY COP AFTER COP . . . FINALLY, AFTER SEEING ABOUT 10 OF THE, AND TWO, BACK TO BACK, GOING TOO FAST FOR THE RESIDENTIAL SPEED LIMIIT, NEAR THE LIBRARY WHERE I WAS WAITING FOR IT TO OPEN, BUT OUR OF SIGHT, THANK GOD, I DITCHED MY CELL PHONE, I HAVE ONLY HAD FOR A FEW DAYS, SHARING THE NUMBER WITH GRAND JUNCTION POLICE DEPARTMENT, BECAUSE COPS HAVE BEEN NONE STOP, FOLLOWING ME SINCE THE PURCHASE! THEY HAVE TO HAVE REAL GUYS TRACK ME, WHEN I DON'T HAVE ELECTRONICS ON ME, OLD FASHIONED COP WORK, AND THE CIA DUDE THAT FUCKED UP THE BUS SCENARIO, IS NOW, NOT SURPRISINGLY, AT THE SHELTER . . . GUESS I DON'T RECOGNIZE HIM . . . REMATCH, MATCH PLAY? THESE CLOWNS HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO GET ME, CATCH ME, AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE CHARGES WOULD BE, IF THEY DID GET ME . . . TROUBLE WITH THE PATRIOT OR UNPATRIOT ACT, IS THEY DON'T NEED CHARGES, AND MURDER, AS IN SANDRA BLAND'S CASE, IS ALLEGEDLY OKAY . . . NOT UNDER THE CONSTITUTION, YOU FUCKERS, CHARGE ME, ARREST ME, ARRAIGN ME, LET ME EITHER REPRESENT MYSELF, OR GET AN ATTORNEY, HOLD A PUBLIC HEARING, WITH A JURY OF MY PEERS, WITH AN IMPARTIAL JUDGE, PROVIDING ME ALL RIGHTS AND PROTECTIONS UNDER THE CONSTITUTIONS, UNITED STATES AND MONTANA CONSTITUTIONS . . . OH, THAT WOULD BE UNFAIR TO THE COPS . . . IT IS NOT THE COPS ASSES IN JAIL, BUT THEIR SHOULD BE, JUST FOR THEIR ACTIONS THIS MORNING . . . INTENT TO HARASS, INTIMIDATE, STALK, BATTER AND ASSAULT . . . YOU CAN HAVE ASSAULT AND BATTERY WITHOUT TOUCHING, THROUGH THREATS! COPS FOLLOWING YOU IN MASS, IS USING A CITY WIDE BATTERING SYSTEM! CELL PHONE BE DAMNED, COPS TOO . . . AS THE OFFICER IN THE SANDRA BLAND CASE, OVERSTEPPED HIS CONSTITUTIONAL POWERS, TO DETAIN, JUST LONG ENOUGH TO GIVE A WARNING OR A TICKET, WITHOUT REMOVIER HER FROM THE VEHCILE OR ASKING HER TO PUT OUT HER CIGARETTE, AND LETTING HER GO ON HER MERRY WAY, PAY THE FINE, WHICH IS ALL THAT IS CALLED FOR, UNDER FAILURE TO SIGNAL, A LANE CHANGE . . . AND THE PISSED OFF COP, DEMANDING COMPLETE OBENIENCE FROM ANYTHING HE RIGHTLY OR WRONGLY ORDERED HER TO DO, LIKE TELLING HER HE WAS GOING TO EXTRIDITE HER FROM THE VEHICLE IF SHE DIDN'T STEP OUT, THEN ORDERING HER ONE THE GROUND, PUTTING HANDCUFFS ON HER . . . SHE MAY HAVE KICKED HIM, BUT HE WAS OUT OF LINE AND VIOLATING POLICE POLICY, TRAFFIC STOP REGULATIONS, AND HER CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS . . . AS A CONSTITUTIONAL LAW ATTORNEY, ACTIVIST, BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, I WOULD NOT HAVE GOTTEN OUT OF THE VEHICLE, BECAUSE I KNOW FOR FUCKING SURE, THAT THE NEXT TIME I AM FALSELY INCARCERATED, THEY WILL KILL ME, AND HAVE BEEN TRAINING, AT LEAST 6 OTHER JOANNS, TO TAKE THIS DEAD WOMAN'S PLACE . . . FUCKIN' NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. THERE IS OPEN SEASON HUNTING ON FEMALE ACTIVISTS IN THIS COUNTRY . . . THEY ARE VOCAL, NOT PART OF THE OLD BOYZ CLUBZ, DON'T PLAY BY THE SAME RULES, AND UNDER THE PATRIOT ACT, GIVING COPS CARTE BLANCHE POWERS TO DO WHATEVER IN THE FUCK THEY WANT TO WHOMEVER, BUT NOT PROTECTED IN THEIR ACTIONS, ASK THE 8 COPS UNDER INDICTMENT FOR MURDER, AND THERE SHOULD BE ABOUT AT LEAST THAT MANY MORE . . . AND LET A JURY OF THEIR PEER, DECIDE THEIR FATES! THIS IS NOT A POPULARITY CONTEST . . . IT WAS INTERESTING, THAT THIS MORNING, I LOOKED AT THE PAPER STAND OUTSIDE THE LIBRARY, AND THE PAPER IN THE SLOT, OR THE GLASS, WAS FROM SUNDAY, AND HAD YOGA IN THE STREETS, JUST YESTERDAY OR THE DAY BEFORE, I WROTE ABOUT HOT HOUSE YOGA, NOT . . . KAY'S HOUSE IS NOT HOT, SHE HAS A FAT BUDDHA AND A GAY SKATEBOARDER FOR KIDS, SO SHE WANTS MY HOT KIDS, WHO ARE STELLAR CITIZENS AND ROCKIN' WHATEVER FIELD OR ENDEAVORS THEY ARE INVOLVED IN, BEIT, MOTHER HOOD, MUSIC, FIREFIGHTING, OR RUNNING A NATIONAL COMPUTER COMPANY, MAKING FILES FOR MOVIE STARS, POLITICIANS, AND COMPANIES . . . NONE HAVE BEEN IN JAIL OR HAD ISSUES WITH COPS, OTHER THAN BACK IN JUNIOR HIGH, BOTH BOYS, UNDERAGE DRINKING, AND TRYING MARIJUANA . . . THAT IS IT! I DON'T CARE IF KAY IS YOUR FUCKING BOSS, YOUR FUCK BUDDY, YOUR BEND OVER THE COUNTER FOR A QUICKIE IN THE COP SHOP OF ANY LEVEL AND FLAVOR, SHE IS NOT ME, SHE NEVER COULD BE, SHE DOESN'T HAVE THE BRAINS, THE BEAUTY, OR THE BRAVERY . . . SHE IS SLUT, A GOVERNMENT WHORE, A HUSBAND STEALER, REGARDLESS OF STEALING MY NAME, RESUME, EXPERIENCE . . . SHE IS A FUCKIN' AMBULANCE CHASER . . . CHECK OUT, KAY BURNINGHAM, PRACTICED FIRST IN UTAH, THEN IN CALIFORNIA, SAN DIEGO, BACK TO COLORADO, DON'T THINK SHE HAD A LICENSE THERE . . . NOW ALLEGEDLY IN THE SANTA BARBARA AREA, AKA ME! KAY IS RIDING PIGGYBACK ON ME, AND JUMPING OFF NOW AND THEN, WHEN HEAT IS ON HER SCRAWNY ASS, PANCAKE BUTT, NO HIPS, BASICALLY A BOY BODY WITH BOOBS! LOL! ALL FOR THE FUN OF IT KAY, SO MAY SCHMEARS, SO LITTLE TIME! LOL! JOANN VS. JOANN, WITH KAY CHEATING, BECAUSE SHE CAN'T HOLD A CANDLE TO ME, AND SHE IS ALLEGEDLY, THE POLICE DEPARTMENT QUEEN . . . I KEEP TYPOING, "U", BECUASE, YES, THESE FUCKIN' COPS, WANT TO USE ME TO ELEVATE HER, BEYOND WHAT HER HISTORY, CREDENTIALS, EXCPERIENCE, EVEN WITH A 15 YEAR START, BECAUSE IF SHE IS "ME" THEY CAN MAKE HER BE NICER THAN I AM . . . MY THRONE AWAITS ME, BOYZ, GET THER REAL QUEEN, THE ONE, MISSOULA PD HAS BEEN LOOKING FOR ALL MORNING, FIND THE CELL PHONE, AND YOU WILL KNOW THAT THIS BLOG IS SPOT RIGHT ON, AND I WAS HERE! "IT FOLLOWS" . . . .SCREAM, SHE IS BACK, BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK RIDES AGAIN . . . 5 DAYS AND GONE . . . REALLY, TRY THREE YEARS AND COUNTING DOWN TO FOUR! LORD, I AIN'T RICH, BUT I AM FREE! LOL! DIG IT, LOVE IT, FIGHT FOR IT, FOR ALL MANKIND! FREEDOM IS NOT A DREAM! QUEEN FREEDOM, FUCK BEING THE COPS QUEEN, DON'T CARE TO AND WOULD WORRY IF I EVER WAS! KAY IS YOUR BABY . . . ELLIOT IS MINE, THROW BRETT, IN WITH GEORGE AND DALLAS, YOUR FUCKIN' COPS, YOU HAD INFLITRATE MY FAMILY, BACK 15 YEARS AGO, WHEN THE FED FLAVOR OF COPS POISONED ME, THE BIG, BRAVE MEN . . .OR RATHER WIMPS! TALK ABOUT TAKING A CHEAP SHOT . . . OH, WHEN I CAME TO THE LIBRARY, YOU HAVE TO GET A NUMBER, TO GET ON THE COMPUTERS, AND THE COMPUTERS HAVE NAMES OF AUTHORS . . . SYMBOLICALLY, I PULLED, BIG ASS BITCH SISTER'S NAME, "SHELLEY" FOR AUTHOR OF "FRANKENSTEIN, OR THE MODERN PROMETHEUS" . . . NO, SHELLEY, IS NOT PROMESTHEUS, BUT SHE IS THE "BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN, WITH DUCK LIPS, STITCHES AROUND HER EAR AREA, AND OVER HER HEAD, SHE HAS HAD A NOSE JOB, THREE BOOB JOBS, A BUTT AND THIGH SUCK, THAT MAKES A RIDGE, HOW APPROPRIATE FOR SYMBOLIC, TOM RIDGE, FIRST APPOINTED HEAD OF HOMELAND SECURITY, BUT, WHEN SOMEONE GETS PLASTIC SURGERY, LIKE LIPPO, IT SUCKS THE FAT CELLS OUT OF THAT AREA OF THE BODY, BUT WHEN YOU GAIN WEIGHT AGAIN, THE FAT IS DISTRIBUTED DIFFERENTLY, SO WITH A BUTT AND THICH JOB, THE FAT IS DISTRIBUTED TO OTHER AREAS, AND SHELLEY'S SEEMS TO BE A RIDGE UP ABOVE HER ASS, MAKING A SHELF OF SOME SORT . . . OH, AND ONE OF THE ARTICLES IN THE OLD PAPER, WITH THE STREET YOGA IS ONE ENTITLED, "HIGH PRAISE FOR SMITH" . . . BRETT AND SHELLEY, WHEN THEY STARTED STEALING MY SON'S MUSIC, DOING THE "BANDIT" CD'S, I THOUGHT OF THEM AS MR. AND MRS. SMITH, BECAUSE BRETT WAS FUCKING SHELLEY,. ANOTHER STELLER QUALITIY OF THESE SWINGERS, ADULTERERS, FORNICATORS, WIFE SWAPPERS, AND DEVIANTS, YOU WANT AS YOUR KINGS AND QUEENS, UNDER THE CROWN OF ENGLAND, WITH A MORMON PRESIDENT! LOL! I AM THE "HOPE SOVERIEGN" FOR COUNTRIES AND PEOPLE WHO ARE PROUD OF THEIR HERITIAGE AND THEIR COUNTRY . . . THINK, NO MORE WORLD CUP, BUT THE "HUNGER GAMES" AND THAT IS THE WORLD THEY WANT, A RULING ELITE, AND TO CONTROL THE MASSES . . . THEY ARE CLOSING ALL THE ROADS, TAKING AWAY "PUBLIC ACCESS" TO OUR FORESTS AND PUBLIC LANDS, BEIT FOREST OR DESERT, AND SAVING IT TO BE SOLD TO THE RICK AND FAMOUS, WHO, LIKE TED TURNER, PURCHASED AS OWNS OVER 200,000 ACRES IN MONTANA, LARGER THAN GLACIER NATIONAL PARK ACRAGE . . . GO FIGURE, AND ON TOP OF THAT, THERE ARE STILL HUNGRY KIDS IN MONTANA, CONTRIBUTING TO THIS BEAUTIFUL STATE . . . OH, HELL NO . . . HUNGER GAMES! . . .

LEG CRAMPS . . . PURE LIFE, DORITOS, BAYERN, XING . . . DEVIL'S TRIANGLE . . . HOT SHOT FIREFIGHTER, SITTING IN OREGON, WITH NO FIRE, DUE TO SAGE GROUSE ON ENDANGERED SPECIES LIST? WHAT? TRUCK BROKEN DOWN, WAITING FOR PARTS FOR EUROPE? ATF AGENT HUSBAND, PLAYING WITH KIDS IN CALIFORNIA? TRYING TO KEEP MAMA AWAY, WHILE HE AND THE KIDS PLAY, TO WIN THE KIDS? SLOB DAD, COMPETING WITH SARAH TO BE TROPHY WIFE OF THE YEAR, TWO PEAS IN A POD! DALLAS WILL GIVE YOU A RUN FOR YOUR MONEY--YOU WILL BE SUPPORTING HIM, JUST LIKE GRETA HAD TO! LOL! THESE PEOPLE HAVE NO SHAME--NO GUTS, NO GLORY, NO PAIN, NO GAIN--ALL THEIR WAY! SUE, KEVIN, YOU CAN HAVE DALLAS, BUT NOT THE GRANDKIDS . . . DALLAS AND GEORGE ARE UP FOR SALE, YOUR REDHAIRED BITCHES CAN HAVE THEM! LOL! ALL MONEY GRUBBING, BUTT FUCKING FAGGOTS . . . NO SLAM ON GAYS . . . THESE HOMOPHOBS, IN THE CLOSET THEMSELVES, ARE HORRIFIED BY SOMEONE CALLING THE TRUTH ON THEM! MO CHICKS WILL PUT UP WITH THEM! LOL! FUN AND GAMES AT THE SWIMMING POOL . . . MY LOCK WAS CUT OFF, AND LOW AND BEHOLD, MY TICKET TO BOZEMAN, THAT WAS STOLEN THE DAY BEFORE, OR AT LEAST SOMETIME SINCE I TOLD SANDRA ABOUT IT, HAVING BEEN IN MY ZIPPER POCKET FOR TWO MONTH, DIDN'T END UP IN THE RIGHT PLACE--YOU GUYS ARE TO STUPID TO NOTE WHERE IT CAME FROM, VALIDATING THAT YOU TOOK THE TICKET IN THE FIRST PLACE! EQUITY, HALF RED/HALF BLUE . . . FUCK NO! YOU, MOB, GOV, MIB, DON'T GET TO POISON ME, TELL ME I AM GOING TO DIE, STEAL MY NAME, RESUME, CREDENTIALS, EDUCATION, EXPERIENCE, LAW DEGREE, LAW HISTORY AND PRACTICE, CASES, BLOGZ, LEGISLATION, WATER COMPACT CONSTITUTIONAL ANALYSIS, PRESENTATIONS, COOL HISTORY, FAMILY, CHILDREN, ROCK STAR, GRAND CHILDREN, AND AFTER REALIZING THAT I AM NOT GIVING UP, YOUR NOT WINNING, AND YOU WILL MOST LIKELY LOSE, DECIDED THAT YOU ARE GOING TO SPLIT MY FORTUNE, FAMILY, LIFE, AND CUT A DEAL. THERE ARE THREE STAGES TO AN APOLOGY: (1) WHAT I DID WAS WRONG; (2) I FEEL BADLY THAT I HURT YOU; AND (3) HOW CAN I MAKE THIS BETTER? TOO LITTLE, TOO LATE . . . JUST LIKE THE BROCK ET AL V. HERBERT ET AL, $357 MILLION SECURITIES CASE, THAT YOU STOLE . . . ONCE I WON, THERE WAS NO WAY I WAS GOING TO NEGOTIATE A SETTLEMENT WITH THE STATE OF UTAH, GOVERNOR, ATTORNEY GENERAL, DEPARTMENT OF COMMERCE, DIVISION OF SECURITIES, AND 9 OR SO SECURITIES AGENTS, INVESTIGATORS AND ATTORNEYS, FUCK NO! THE GIRLZ CLUB, KAY, SHELLEY, RACHEL, SUSAN, TIFFANY, KELLY ANN, MARCIE, HOPE AND CREW, ALONG WITH THE FUCKING COCKS THAT CONCOCTED THIS LITTLE SCHEME, PLAN, PLOT, CONSPIRACY, ALL NEED TO GO TO PRISON, NOT BE REWARED FOR THEIR WRONG DOING . . . CRIMINALS CAN'T PROFIT FROM THEIR CRIMES . . . PRISON IS THE FIRST STEP! JUSTICE IS NOT MESSY . . . LIES, COVER-UPS, THEFT, FALSE IDENTITY, FAKE ROCK BANDS, FRAUD BROADS, TREASON, ETC., THOSE ARE MESSY, JUSTICE IS NOT!

I'm Cramping Their Style . . . Not Letting Them Steal My Family Dollars!  Patience is a Virtue . . . Delayed Gratification Rewarding!

 

So, I just got off the phone with my daughter, in the first place, the fucker at Walmart the night I purchased the phone, definitely put a bug or allowed someone to put a bug on the phone, because, everytime I call someone, there is this buzz that goes off, much like when your cell phone is on silence, and then someone calls, and the phone doesn't ring, but buzzes as the vibrating phone, moves around on the table, that is the sound this phone makes, before the actual phone call or person, picks up the other end of the line!  But, I do have to remember that I am sharing the number with Grand Junction cop shop . . . and most likely they, the minions, the useful idiots, those serving the talking toys or the girlz club and will have taken orders to turn the phone over to Shelley, Big Mama, the grand pooh pa of the crew of gals . . . or is it little Kay? 

 

They are both sad, sorry, excuses for mothers, for wives, for workers, and welfare queens, living and sponging off me, deriving all sustainence and nurture from my effort and work, both past and present!  LOL!  Eat up girlz . . . But, as the sign on one of the buses--5 Days and Done--on one of the busses, not necessarily the 7 and 9, that were rerouted, just like my blog hits! . . . that were detoured and delayed, as I waited for either one of them to pick me up, on Orange and just below Gregg Street, near the gas station, inward bound--standing there, the electronic sign, is where I got some of the messages, that tell me what is going on, seeing the bus, actually, turn off Orange, where it was suppose to go, and taking the light before where I was standing, so patiently listening to gospel music on SOS recieving spiritual guidance, nurture and a strong dose of calm, being tired from swimming and working out, and carrying the two overloaded dog pack and black purse, that I was hoping for safe stay behind the golden lock and keys, in the safety of the Aquatic Center . . . they can bring in agents and pay off staff, just as easy there as they can at the Poverello Center, or among the troups at both, as it appears they have . . . gotta know, every move, every converstation, every destination, ever communication, every piece of attire, so the shadow chicks can impersonate!  How fucking boring!  LOL!

Interesting Messages on the Electronic Sign

• Pure Life . . . that would be me!  I have lived my life in such a manner, as to protect my name, my reputation, my family name, and my professional life, being true to my oath, taken the day I was sworn in to the practice of law, and long before that as a mother and a student.  Now these fucking fakes, want to tarnish their own fucked up, trashy, whorey names, and steal everything that is mine, including a fucking ticket to Bozeman, that I purchased, at the same time, I took my last trip to Durango, to see if I could hook up with JAMES KENNEDY AGAIN . . . the day, I was going to go up to Kalispell, when things got dicey around Missoula, I saw a guy, who had hair about the length of James', and was dressed casually, like he might be, but he was asleep, with his body, crossing over several seats, that had dividers between them, making for a very uncomfortable sleep, but, for some reason, not knowing that the ticket was gone yet, the thought came to mind, that if I used the ticket, that I thought was still in my purse, Kennedy might be killed, could be in Bozeman, or I had mentioned to him, the last time I saw him, and he told me I might like going to Durango, seeing he like it there, and there were surveillance cameras on us . . . so I told him no, I had a job application into Montana State University, so I would not be coming to Durango . . . next morning changed my mind . . . love it love, and a job is just a job, so I decided to go to Durango, got poisoned, went to Kalispell to die, then later, when I didn't die, I went to Durango, hoping that James would still be there!  Signs of Mr. Kennedy as of late . . . have I actually seen James?  No, but there have signs that would indicate, that he has been near, might be watching me, and could be assessing the surroundings for spooks, mob, and others who might kill him, as has been the fate of at least 4 other love interests and 21 friends, who would not roll over on me or lie!  The other day, as is my pattern, I was walking to McDonald's, to get breakfast and read the newpaper, always getting breakfast #10, two burritos, hashbrowns, and a large Diet Coke, so no surprise . . . but as I was walking there, after getting my monthly check, which is so far below what the government has taken, and worth it to the tax payers for my efforts to train a nation on the Constitution, conspiracies and cop corruption, etc., I don't feel one bit bad--I should be worth about $1 million a day for my blog, so . . . but as I was crossing the street, on the other side of the Pov, there were these large, beat up, boat shoes . . . not something normally seen in Montana, but maybe on Martha's Vineyard at the beach.  What the hell, the first sign, that James, might have been in Durango, gun shy from being shot, and to let support to his theory of being shot in a drive by, in Butte, there was another one, just last week, a 62 year old man, allegedly three suspects left the vehicle they were in, but left the Colt 45 in the car, as they allegedly ran, never any suspects, when it was the cops who shot him in the first place!  But, the first morning I got up and walked out of the shelter in Durango, there were a pair of boots, not really hiking boots, not really cowboy boots, just a brown pair of shoe/boots, just like a man was standing in them, looking at the mountains . . . the boat shoes were layed out just like that, like the guy wearing them, had just paused for a few minutes and stood there.  At least it caused me to stop and wonder, hope, miss.  Later in the day, I was going to the hospital, like I am right now, after having a great lunch at their Blarney Stone Grill, so good, real food . . . check my Walmart card for proof, great way to see where I am . . . cash when I don't want to be tracked, card when I want to be tracked or you need proof!  But, a week or so ago, there was this truck in the emergency parking at the hospital, St. Patrick's . . . was in Butte for St. Patrick's Day, most Kennedy's are Irish . . . so, symbolism there too, and James is rumored to be a righteous dude by bikers, thus having the nick name of "Angel."  But, I had just made reference to the fact that I had written about James and I, sitting on a porch overlooking a Kansas farm, holding hands and looking at the sunset, and later, a new version of the song by Grand Funk Railroad, Bad Time to Fall in Love . . . started with a finger heart, looking at a sunset, and other love symbols in the video and so when I saw this truck with a rocking chair in the back, after seeing the boat shoes, about the size he would wear, it made me stop and stare.  KISSES . . .
• Doritos . . . for some reason, in this brain, signs and symbols, more complicated than a federal tax code manual, that has come to mean, you are toast, the end, over . . . hopefully meaning that the 10,000 glass slippers of Cinderella evidence, has not gone unnoticed, and my Prince Charming will come . . . the ultimate romantic!
• Bayern . . . Kay Burningham, aka, JoAnn S. Secrist, or Joann Secrist, my law double, Lotaj . . . that is a sporting good store or brand of something, I took it to mean, "Lot of Jay or JoAnn", she may be an attorney, we were friends, went to junior high and high school together, could relate when other friends talked of babies and diapers, while we, me with babies even, and her without, not married yet . . . hard pressed to push Kay as my kids mother . . . I had all four kids by the time Kay even got married!  LOL!  But, we were both debaters, she was in law school or getting close to graduating, and we had lunch in Salt Lake City, Utah with high school friends, and we kept rolling our eyes at the trivial conversation of our mutual friends, that niether one of us could relate to, or I thought . . . Kay goes to the high school reunions, I never have . . . little sister, Susan Shit, or Schmidt, actually got my invitation, when I had lived in my house a year and a half, so what is up with that, trying to take my place, I know her daughters, the redheaded whores, Sarah and Meggie, are trying to or could be, in this polygamy offering Mo Shit bag church, using that to entice and recruit men . . . hey, I want more than one man . . . actually I am married to two . . . Brett, Kay's honey, would never divorce my NAME, resume and children, and same with Allan Rex Bess, or Frank of InterPol!  He just took Shelley as his concubine and said that Isaac and her clan, was his and my children, folding Elliot, and God's Revolver Band, right into the mix to cover the former theft of music, and now DITCH and the DELTA music . . . nice!  Bayern is a brand of beer, and Kay lived at Half Moon Bay, California, so that is were the connection comes in, and that was Brett's favorite place on earth, leading me to believe that he and Kay were partners even before he and I met, setting up the marriage and no divorce, but stealing the music . . . all my partners were more than willing to sign up for marriage to get to my name, and my son's band's fortune, easy sell!  But, I am legally married to Brett and Frank, who staged his own suicide, but is collecting Allan Rex Bess' V.A. and Social Security, plus stole all the Bess family wealth, along with Shelley, the assassin team!
• Xing . . . hopefully, many of you, readers, agents, freedom lovers, WE THE PEOPLE, who read this blog are seeing this shit show for what it is . . . all about money, power, deception, perks, prestige, government access, Mo church purchasing power, and taking these fake fucks to the top of the U.S. Government . . . yesterday, I had lunch at Jimmy Johns, and there was this t-shirt the delivery guy was wearing and it said . . . I Love My Job and the word, Jimmy was between the two "I Love" and "My Job" . . . Jimmy Robinson, symbolic, a mixer for the Doors, whom have been compared to God's Revolver or the other way around, probably did the different mix on the music for both, God's Revolver CD's, Little Black Horse Where Are You Going With Your Dead Rider? and the second CD, that was never named, with Sony wanting just a remix to release the album that the band worked for 5 years on . . . Elliot did the remix on his part and the rest of the band, refused, saying they could not get along, all were friends of Isaacs . . . take Elliot out, and replace with Isaac!  Nice, surely, Shelley and Jimmy are Robbing my son!  As are shit load of cops of all flavors and sizes, up and down the shit show lane!  Hopefully, if you love God's Revolver, Maraloka, Old Time Parallax and now The DITCH and the DELTA, "MY RUST" . . . you will stop this bull shit and be a crime stopper, taking down these lazy as fuckers, who pride themselves in FOOLING YOU!

CRIMINALS CAN'T JUST STEAL SOMEONE'S FAME, NAME, CASES, BLOBZ, AND PROFIT FROM THEIR CRIMES, OR AT LEAST, NOT IN AMERICA!

EXPLOSIVE GROWTH--EXTREME FIRE BEHAVIOR . . . "GOVERNMENT IS NOT REASON; IT IS NOT ELOQUENT; IT IS A FORCE. LIKE FIRE IT IS A DANGEROUS SERVANT AND A FEARFUL MASTER." (GEORGE WASHINGTON) CROSSFIRE: DONALD TRUMP #1?--TRUMPETING HATE VS. IN "DON'T BULLY" SOCIETY, ETIQUESTTE TRUMPS AUTHENTICITY . . . THE JUXTAPOSITION OF THESE TWO ARTICLES IN THE OPINON SECTION IN TODAY'S MISSOULIAN NEWSPAPER, NOT ONLY ANSWERS THE SECOND COLUMNISTS SUPPOSITION, BUT THE FIRST ARTICLE TRUMPETS, IN A LOUD WAY, WHAT THE CARTOONIST IN THE GREAT CARTOON ABOVE THE ARTICLE, SO BOLDY AND OBVIOUSLY PORTRAYS, WHAT THE SECOND WRITER, IS TRYING TO SAY . . . BUT IN SO DOING, CUTS OFF HER NOSE TO SPITE HER FACE, SHOOTS HERSELF AND HER ARGUMENTS IN THE FOOT . . . SHE TRASHES JESUS, STATING THAT HE WOULD DO ANYTHING THAT FEELS GOOD . . . GO BACK TO THE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, YOU GRADUATED FROM, BECAUSE YOU MISSED THE POINTS OF THE CATHOLIC NUNS YOU TOUT, SMACKING THEM IN THE FACE, FOR TEACHING YOU WRONG . . . TAKING, "JUDGE NOT THAT YEA, BE NOT JUDGE" AND TRANSLATING THAT INTO, WE SHOULD JUDGE, WE HAVE A RIGHT TO JUDGE, WE ARE BEING INAUTHENTIC IF WE DON'T JUDGE, AND MOST OF ALL WE VOTE! MS. FLOWERS, AN ATTORNEY AND COLUMNIST--BAD ARGUMENTS, GOOD WRITER, CAN GO ONLINE TO THE MISSOULIAN, READ READ LEANORD PITTS ARTICLE ON A VERY AUTHENTIC MR. TRUMP, WRITING ONE OF THE FUNNIEST LIINES I HAVE READ IN POLITICS . . . NOW, MR. PITTS, REFERENCES, SOME STATEMENTS MADE BY TRUMP AS OF LATE, LIKE WE ARE GOING TO BUILD A BORDER WALL, TO KEEP THE RAPISTS OUT, AND MAKE MEXICO PAY FOR IT--LOOKING AT THE 17% OF THE GOP OR REPULBICANS WHO PUT DONALD TRUMP AT THE TOP OF THE HEAP OF THE "SWEET 16" CANDIDATES FOR PRESIDENT, SAYS, YOU ARE PUTTING A "LOUD-MOUTHED, ATTENTION-SEEKING SELF AGGRANDIZING CARNY BARKER AS FIT FOR PRESIDENT." HE IS, HOWEVER, "AUTHENTIC" AND STRONGBOW, HIT FRESH, WHEN HE CRITICIZED MCCAIN, FOR HIS CHOICE FOR VP, SARAH PALIN! LOL . . . I THINK WHAT WE LIKE, IS HE IS MAKING THE RACE FUN, CALLING PEOPLE LIKE MCCAIN, AND LINDSAY GRAHAM--YUCK--IDIOTS . . . AND IN RETURN, HE IS CALLED AN ASSHOLE . . . MANY A PERSON HAS BEEN CALLED AN ASSHOLE FOR TRASHING ETIQUETTE, WHICH YOU SAY WE PREFER, AND TO SOME EXTENT THAT IS TRUE, BUT THE FORCE OF GOVERNMENT IS SHOWING "EXTREME FIRE BEHAVIOR" OPTING FOR "AUTHENTICITY" OVER PROPER DECORUM, AND PERHAPS GOING FOR THE REAL INTENT AND MEANING OF JESUS' TEACHINGS, ABOUT JUDGING, RATHER THAN YOUR MORE SHALLOW, "WE VOTE"; THEREFORE, WE JUDGE, MAKING REFERENCE TO THE LESBIAN TEACHER, YOUR OLD ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, IS NOT GOING TO RENEW HER TEACHING CONTRACT, IF YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY OR JUDGE ABOUT IT! THIS IS BASED ON YOUR JUDGING HER TEACHING ON HER LESIANISM, NOT THE CONTENT OF HER TEACHING MATERIAL, THE STYLE, PASSION, LOVE OF STUDENTS, IN A VERY TEACHERLY MANNER . . . THAT IS CALLED BIGOTRY, PREJUDICE, DISCRIMINATION . . . THANK GOD FOR POPE FRANCIS, YOUR LEADER, WHO SAID, WHEN ASKED ABOUT GAY MARRIAGE, FOLLOWING THE TEACHINGS OF JESUS . . . WHO AM I TO JUDGE? THIS IS THE HOPE WE ARE TALKING ABOUT, NOT SOME FLUNKY ATTORNEY/COLUMNIST! AND HE WENT ON TO SAY TO CATHOLICS AND THE WORLD AT LARGE, WHO ARE WE TO JUDGE SOME GAY PERSON, WHO IS FAITHFUL AND WANTS TO REMAIN A PRACTICING CATHOLIC . . . LET THEM COME! STAY OUT OF PEOPLE'S BEDROOMS, HOW CAN YOU LOVE A GOD YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN? WHEN YOU CAN'T LOVE THE PEOPLE, HE TELLS AND COMMANDS YOU TO LOVE, WHOM YOU HAVE SEEN . . . IT IS GOD'S TO JUDGE, YOURS TO LOVE! GAYS ARE JUST TRYING TO BE AUTHENTIC, FOR ONCE, AND BE WHO THEY ARE, SEXUALLY, IN THE WORKFORCE, AS YOUR NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR, SO GROW THE FUCK UP, OR GO BACK TO ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, ON YOUR WAY TO LAW SCHOOL, YOU MISSED THE TEACHINGS OF THE NUNS AND CHRIST, AND WHAT YOU GET IS TRUMP! BUT HE IS AUTHENTIC, GOOD, BAD OR UGLY! AND I AGREE WITH YOU, WE NEED AUTHENCITY OVER ETIQUETTE . . . I AM KIND OF A TRAGIC HERO LIKE STEVE JOBS, CREATIVE, THOUGHT LEADER, SOME HAVE SAID BRILLIANT, BUT, LIKE JOBS, PEOPLE HATED HIM, LOVED TO HATE HIM, BUT REALIZED WHAT HE HAD TO OFFER THE TECH WORLD, WAS INCREDIBLY VALUABLE . . . THE GOVERNMENT IN TRYING TO CONTAIN MY FIRE, RATHER THAN TRYING TO KILL ME, AND COVERING THE ASSES OF THE ETIQUETTE FRAUD BROADS, SHOULD HAVE JUST, HIRED THEM AS THEMSELVES, PROMOTING THE U.S. CONSTITUTION AND THE AMERICAN WAY, BUT THE PROBLEM WAS, AS IS THE CASE WITH MS. CHRISTINE FLOWERS, THEY DIDN'T LIKE THE WAY THE U.S. GOVERNMENT OR A PROPER INTERPRETATION OF THE CONSTITUTION WITH "DUE PROCESS" AND "EQUAL PROTECTION" FOR ALL, SECURING RIGHTS AND PRIVILEGES, NOT FOR A SELECT FEW, BUT FOR THE COMMON WELFARE, GENERAL DEFENSE, AND JUSTICE FOR ALL, PART OF A MORE PERFECT UNION AND DOMESTIC TRANQUILITY! SO, IN THE BUSH/CHENEY LIKE MANNER OF GONIG FOR THE FALSE G.O.D., OF GOLD, OIL, AND DRUGS, THE CIA, FBI, NSA, DIA SCANNERS, MO CHURCH AND OTHER BRITISH LOYALISTS, TOOK THE ALLEGED GREAT PAR EXCELLENCE GIRLZ, AND TRAINED THEM IN ETIQUETTE, FASHION, PLASTIC SURGERY, CHARM, MALE EGO STROKING, AND OBEDIENCE SCHOOL OF SARAH PALIIN! LOL! AND WANTED TO BURY, THE VERY AUTHENTIC ME . . . I AM A BIG DEAL! LOL! I SAW THE QUOTE ON THE BACK OF SOME TEENAGER'S HAT, ON MY BUS RIDE TO BONNER . . . HOW MUCH MORE AUTHENTIC CAN A SUPREME COURT HOLDING BAR MEMBER, AND BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, GET, THAN TO ADMIT SHE RIDES THE BUS AND IS STAYING AT THE HOTEL POVERELLO . . . JUST LIKE HOTEL CALIFORNIA, IN THE EAGLES FAMOUS SONG . . . YOU CAN GET IN, BUT YOU CAN NEVER GET OUT! LOL! I TRIED TO GO TO GLACIER NATIONAL PARK AND HIDEOUT, BUT THE FUCK FAKES ARE THERE, SO I GOT A TAXI, BOOKED IT BACK TO MISSOULA AND THE SAFE CONFINES OF THE POV . . . POV LOVE! LOL! GREAT POLITICAL CARTOON ON OPPOSITE PAGE, OR UNDER MS. FLOWERS ARTICLE, WITH PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE, HILLARY CLINTON'S FACE ON A PLANET, SAYING . . . BERNIE SANDERS IS NOT EVEN A PLANET . . . I GUESS SUGGESTING, ETIQUETTE OVER AUTHENTICITY? OR AUTHENTICITY OVER ETIQUETTE? LOL! I LOVE POLITICS AND GO THROUGH COMPLETE WITHDRAWL AFTER EVER ELECTION CYCLE THAT KEEPS ME IN STITCHES AND ENTERTAINS ME FOR ABOUT 2 YEARS, UNTIL THE ELECTIONS ARE OVER . . . IF I EVER WANT A LAUGH, I GO BACK TO THE 2008 AND 2012 PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION CLIPS OF SARAH PALIN'S INTERVIEWS, WITH PEOPLE LIKE KATY CURIC, OR MITT ROMNEY'S STATEMENT, WHEN TAKING PICTURES WITH INNER CITY BLACK CHILDREN . . . WHO LET THE DOGS OUT, NERVOUS AS A CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF!

Quote of the Day, Goes to Ms. Flowers

"Jesus would do anything that feels good . . . who are we to make another person feel unwanted by our value set, right?"

DAMNED RIGHT, I SAY!

This morning as I headed out the door of the Pov, without make up, very authentic and without my daily make-up mask, heading to the Break Coffee Cafe' for a piece of their amazing quiche and a Diet Coke, two actually, my cold coffee, and a read in the newspaper, about all the wild fires, both up in Glacier, and in other hot spots around the state of Montana, causing great angst and concern for tourists, who planned their vacations to the Crown Jewel of the Nation, Glacier National Park, and having to change vacation plans, visit different parts of the park, and some have had to leave their RV's and stay in lodging of other venues, like motels and hotels, not as green and fun as camping out under the stars, in your traveling home, parked near a river, stream or out with the bears!  

Not LOL . . . my Yellowstone buddy, just updated me on the buffalo goring at the other Montana National Park . . . Yellowstone!  Some crazy chick, wanted her picture taken with a buffalo, not more than 20 yards from where she was standing, and as unpredictable as an extreme fire behavior kind of like the Arizona fire, that turned directions, and burned 19 Hot Shot Firefighters, this wild creature, doing his basic instincts, turned on this girl, and gored her, with his huge ass horns, and tossed her in the air, like a rag doll!  Hasn't anyone seen the State Farm Insurance commercial, with the two dudes, visiting Yellowstone National Park, and having a monster buffalo, started to gore their blue Geo Metro or Ford Fiesta . . . closing their eyes, and hoping their insurance adjuster shows up to take them out of this reality?!  Then the agent pops up in the back seat, just as terrified of the beast as the Park visitors are . . . great commercial, great view of nature, and reality . . . my Uncle, always says, if you don't deal with reality . . . reality will deal with YOU!  Amen Brother!

The Good News Is . . . Fire Boots Elk Habitat . . . Bull Moose in a Pink Shirt!

Now, once out of the safety of the Poverello Palace . . . although, I started carrying my bare necessities in a doggie pack, rather than hauling my big ass, black, fringe, very cool, American West Brand, bling, leather purse around town, and some how, some where, and I am guessing in my locker at the Pov . . . those stealth CIA guys, like cats, sneaky and light footed, but with butterfingers, got in my zipper, coin section of my purse, this last week, and stole a two month old ticket to Bozeman I purchased at the same time, I purchased another ticket, deciding to go to Durango, Co., giving Mr. James Kennedy one more shot at this mother of a Hot Shot Firefighter, rather than do the responsible thing, like get the job at the college, pay taxes, work an 8 to 5 again . . . would rather live under a viaduct, and I am right there, believe me!  LOL!  After ditching out of the Pov . . . to go to Kali, Whitefish, and Glacier, never thinking, that after 2 years of great escapes on the Golden Triagle Transit, getting me from Kalispell to Shelby to Great Falls, and back again, without going undetected, taking me about 300 miles, through Glacier Park, amazing drive, in and of itself, and I get to relax and leave the driving to the driver, to see all the great scenery on the way, the fuckers, would stop my vacation plans in East Glacier, at the Hostel behind Sorano's . . . a secret, with beds for just $15 per night, planning on hiking Two Medicines area, on the Blackfoot side of the Park, without Indian trackers, bloodhounds and federal agents, dressed up like Theador Roosevelt, in Rough Riders . . . but in out of date, shorty shorts, that I laugh at, when the guys at the Pov, where them, stuck in the styles of the 70's and 80's!  LOL!  And of course the feds arrive on Divine Transportation . . . Mormon Church Transit!  LOL!

So, right as I get my hot quiche and Diet Coke, with the names of Friend and BFF, which stands for Best Friend Fucked me . . . in the case of You vs. YOU! some guy, of course, walks in, with a shirt, that has the back sides of three females, even the right hair colors, of the main, fraud broads, Shelley, Kay . . . both in the brunette classification of the hair dye isles at grocery stores, and one blonde, Rachel's salon pas, color, all three with American Flags, covering their asses!  That is after, sitting on the bus bench on Spruce, near the round-about, seeing at least 6 cops, 5 in vehicles, and 1 motorcycle cop, WHO ALL SAW ME--CAN IDENTIFY ME . . . probably the same one who was sneaking around McD's, the day, I dodged the CIA agent, of the GEN X, age on a BMX bike, looking like a skater dude, even had hair like my blonde haired son, Chris, when the dude, doesn't have long waves of the surfer side of the Xers!  LOL . . . this guy, while I was watching him, safe at Subway, even got on his bike and road around the bus station looking for me . . . ah, yeah, CIA or FBI, but, like I say, I have complete faith, they will fuck it up!  LOL!  Because they have for at least 3 and a half, fucking years of chasing me!  LOL!  Chalk another one up for JoAnn Bond vs. James Bond . . . or rather Jeff Bond, might like the boy, if we could ever get on the same side . . . Why can't we be friends . . . song that came on while at Subways!  How appropriate . . . I have tried, but you guys, want the T&A, ta-ta chicks, rather than someone who could actually teach you the right version of America!  Consider this an offer . . . here is a good faith offering . . . 

Government Immunity Only Covers Your Ass If You Follow Well Established Laws . . . Constitution is 240 Years of Good Law . . . Patriot Act You are Following, and the Chicks Your Are Covering, 14 Years of Unconstitutional Law and Criminal Activity . . . NEWSFLASH . . . NOT COVERED!

While the Bush Patriot Act Doctrine, makes all you fuckers, allegedly covered, that is only, if the law is not unconstitutional in the first place, and I can prove, when applied to CITIZENS, it is unconstitutional, illegal, and unlawful, the way it has been applied in MY case . . . covering the asses of three bitches, you all claimed covered and supported as me, won't fly in a court of law, because, identity theft, under any law, is fraud, fraudulent conveyance, infringement on copyright and intellectual property, misrepresentation, malfeasance and misfeasance while in office, and makes you fodder for a FUCKING HUGE ASS, CIVIL RIGHTS claim, under Title 42, Section 1983, for violating my civil and constitutional rights, by statute and law, while acting under color, in your official capacities!  And, just like Dylann Storm Roof, was charged with, HATE CRIMES, try that addition onto the charges, boyz and girlz, theft, lying, murder, and the crimes that you have protected the girlz club from, are FUCKING CRIMES AND NOT COVERED IN ANY ONE'S BOOK, ESPECIALLY, A CIVIL RIGHTS ATTORNEY TRAINED, U.S. BLACK, FEMALE, ATTORNEY GENERAL!  I am sure there is some title 9 shit too, crimes against women or one woman, supporting the AH, CRIMINALS!

The good thing about Montana, over any community, that is near and dear to the Mormon Church, is the fact that the majority of the state, unlike the CIA, FBI and Mo NSA, housing 30,000 spies in Utah, is that they really don't like Mormons, running their state, and I believe, that they will, I.D. people . . . and when I say I am at the Pov . . . they will check, not give carte blanche approval for the Mo lies, liars, and fraud bitches, stating that someone is at the POV, that has never stepped foot there!  That is where, my DITCH WITCH efforts come in, paying the taxi, Glacier Taxi, $35.50, costing me more to get across town, from the Kalispell Hospital, Patient Admitting area, where the desk help and me, called taxi after taxi company, with all out of business, trying to get me to the shuttle on time, the great, Salish-Kootenai Transit . . . that gets me back and forth, between Missoula and Kali, for $30.50!  Thank you for taking the time to write out grants, team with Greyhound, and get me to the church on time!  LOL!  As for Grand Junction Function . . . too close to Mo town, Moab, and Judge Lyle, or Lie All Anderson, who covered for the Ditch Witches, and locked me in solitary confinement for 9 days, 24 hours lock down and helped the bitches and bastards, that always want to take credit for my work, but not give me the credit for it, because it is not going to be used for the Mormon agenda, which coincides with the Bush agenda, of a ONE WORLD ORDER . . . coming right from Bush 41's mouth!

Blonde in a Pink, Bull Moose T-Shirt . . . Those Ta-Tas Hardest for the Boys to Give UP!  LOL!  They, the Club, has the Male Gender Figured Out!  LOL!

So, while I am sitting at the bus bench, on Spruce, God, my Intel man is going on steroids, giving me the briefing for the day, just like the Prez, gets his update daily, so do I, and generally I don't like it, because the spin doctors in the counter-intelligence agencies, have gone into guard dog stage for the girlz or I like to call them, after the local company, PDQ, or in my words and God's symbols . . . Police Department Queens, the gals they all love to love, going up against myself, because they are all me, and using my name, credentials, blog, cases, etc., and even family, from my Intel . . . Garden City Harvest truck . . . red for famous, power, passion . . . and writings I have done while in Missoula, are being given credit to, HOT HOUSE YOGA (NOT) . . . Kay is the Yoga Queen, not in my purview of like exercises, although as I get stiff joints, from sleeping in a different bed each night, or not in a bed at all, about 100 nights per year, on the run, all night, generally making up for sleep on the public transit, getting awakened by some patient Mountain Line Transit, bus driver . . . sending me onto the next sleeping car in the train of buses!  LOL!  Gotta make up some way, like I said, it is hard to be homeless . . . can't just take a nap at home!  LOL!

So, while all the cops are reporting to their beat, and I am trying to Beat the Heat, God is telling me, that all the great blogs I have done in Missoula, like the Gang of 8, Breakfast Club, Bandana Wearing, Rowdy McD's Crew, funny stuff, is being credited to the PD Queens again!  SCREAM, that fucking motorcycle cop, slipping through the parking lot behind McD's that day, is LYING!  Hot yoga, would be Kay . . . only, she has male pattern baldness . . .or have her boobs, mesmerized you, and you have never checked out her hair?  She is very much the girl next door!  As plain as the day is long . . . Rachel, however is a different story, but hey, with $50,000 worth of plastic surgery, I would look a whole lot better than going swimming each day, doing it the natural way . . . like TWO fucking cops, didn't see me, standing at the Orange Street and 5th Bus Sign, waiting, with wet hair, for the BUS!  No, Rachel doesn't frequent the swimming pool, try your local breast augmentation specialist!  LOL!  Before the chick wearing the Pick Bull Moose T . . . I would imagine that is in honor of Sarah Palin, Alaska moose slayer, or lipstick on a pit-bull . . . what a male line, coaching . . . blah . . . LOL, Rachel's one day of politics was over, after going to a Sarah Palin (pal in--BFF?) rally in Las Vegas, with Tiffany, one of the other Southwick fraud broads . . . I have fucking 5 other sisters, who have all participated in this Epic Steel of "I'm a BIG DEAL" thrill to be me . . . but, when I was at Rachel and Kay's house in Cove, Utah, on the night of the third presidential election debates, asking Rachel to join me in watching the debate, I could not wait to watch . . . she said, NO, my politicking days were over the day, mind you DAY, I campaigned for Sarah Palin . . . and McCain lost!  That alone should be a clue . . . I hate Sarah Palin as much as I hate shopping . . . Rachel loves both!  LOL!

Rachel's married name is MOOSEMAN!  Great info, God, good news after sending me the Garden City Harvest . . . followed by HOT YOGA HOUSE, indicating to me, that in my battle against myself, or the three to six, women claiming to be me, and taking credit for me, that my writing about my Hot Shot Firefighter, Greta . . . and the rest of MY HOT HOUSE, kids who are stellar in everything from politics to business, to music, with the RING OF FIRE, JOHNNY CASH, being REPLACED with RED BAND RISING . . . the DITCH and the DELTA, my child with flaming locks of red fire hair, and famous caboose to my train of HOT SHOT CHILDREN, ALL OF THEM . . . ARE ONCE AGAIN BEING CREDITED TO FUCKING KAY, WHO RAISED HER TWO DUMBASS BOYS, WITH ILLEGAL ALIENS FROM MEXICO, WHO DIDN'T SPEAK THE LANGUAGE . . . ST. PATRICK'S SLOGAN FOR BABY CENTER . . . I LOVE . . . IT MATTERS WHERE YOU GOT YOUR START!  And it shows a blonde haired mother, with a new baby on her chest . . . simple birth, simple good child raising tactics to make smart . . . already beautiful, good genes or good Jeans, my family, great kids . . . and like the saying goes . . . no success can compensate, Kay, Brett, Shelley, Rachel, for failure in the home . . . the Mormon statement I followed and aboded by!  Hot Yoga or not . . . the famous house of kids, is MY HOUSE . . . not yours!  You get the GOP, Donald Trumps version of all Mexicans, your sons are rapists!  Your into racial profiling, you Bushie Bitch!  But the cops NEEDHAM . . . name of a jeweler . . . or need Ms. Fake Ass, or No Ass . . . again, can't be me, I have a booty that rocks!  

Yes, you boyz are going to look the fools you are, when the world discovers your LIES, BITCHES, and PETS!  You should have ditched the bitches a long time ago . . . but, bastards are not that smart!  LOL!  You might have to use your head in your head, rather than your DICK!  All these women are so far removed from who I am, I.D. them . . . two cops, watched me walk into the Pov the other day, think, think, think, with your fucking HEAD for once!  Rachel is a Bull Moose(man)!

Similarities Between My Father--Daddy Bull Moose, Rachel Promoter and Comedian Bill Cosby!  A Total Joke to Have Entertained the Idea of Substituting Your ONLY SUPERSTAR Daughter, ME . . . PEERLESS!

People are upset, in and of the fact that the Cos and the Cosby Show, was the American family!  The Coster, promoting good, sound parenting advice, morals, got on his soap box, preached and scolded his audiences . . . much as my father would do; however, when the vail is lifted, under the smoke screen of the World's Greatest Grandpa, he is really the BAD GRANDPA, stealing from JoAnn, to pay, Shelley, Sue, Rachel, Marcie, Rachel and Tiffany, his obedient daughters, who allegedly stayed the Mormon course, or stuck with the program, didn't have abortions, go to law school, didn't, some of them, divorce, like that out of control JOANN, and her rowdy family of, stable, solid, smart, beautiful, accomplishing children, fruit doesn't fall far from the tree Daddy-O!  And neither do your lying, conniving, money grubbing, gold digging, salon paw bitches, in your litter of kids, the Mo dream dad!  I was the only one to see through your bull shit program, and go a separate way from the Southwick MOB family, Motown, St. Bull George, Utah, with their Bull Moose(man), boob crazy, Mormon Male, priesthood!  Polygamy and all, total BULL SHIT!

No, Bill Cosby and My father have much more in common than their advanced AGE!  They are both, like Christ called the Sandhedrin, made up of the Pharisees and Sadducee's, Like whited sepulchres on the outside and full of dead man's bones on the inside . . . 26 to date, JoAnn supports and lovers, fucking MURDERED!  The one thing I tend to agree with Ms. Christine Flowers . . . symbolic names, cheater, Jennifer Flowers, one of the President's gals . . . Bill Clinton, a cheater also, with ya, Hillary, but in her article, she talks about bullies . . . this family gang, made up of extended family, cops, friends, clients, the ones who could be bribed, and brought on board, as most were, and if not, they were killed in this so called game of the extremely bright, but corrupt as hell CIRCLE OF FIRE . . . have the characteristics of a bully and murderer, who killed 5 people in England, raped and sexually assaulted 2 woman, bullied 5 kids, terrorizing them, taking their innocence, as BAD GRANDPA's do to his grandchildren, encouraged to join the FANCY Club of family members and lie about JOANN, ELLIOT and the REST of the TRUE HOT SHOTS . . .never could Kay, Brett, Frank aka Alan, Shelley or any of them raise . . . because they are JUDGEMENTAL, just like Ms. Flowers!

Jesus said, basically, LOVE THE SINNER, NOT THE SIN!  HE HAD ALL OF THE REST COVERED!  IT IS CALLED GRACE FOR THE ETIQUETTE CROWD, THE POLISHED . . . the:

TOTALLY INAUTHENTIC AND UNABASHEDLY LIARS!

CIRCLE OF FIRE . . . I AM A BIG DEAL!   

 

RUG GRIPPER . . . THREE GOONS, WATCHING ME WALK OUT OF HOSTEL, LICENSE PLATE WITH "HOFF", REMINDING ME, OF 3 PEOPLE WHO DIED, FRIEND STEVE CHRISTIANSEN--PIPEBOMB IN CAR, IF I REMEMBER--GARY AND KATHY SHEETS, PRESENT BOMB EXPLODED ON FRONT DOOR! MURDERS STARTED, WHEN THE FRAUD WAS FOUND OUT . . . MARK HOFFMAN, THE MORMON UNI BOMBER, DEALER IN ANCIENT MORMON SCRIPT, FOOLED THE PROPHET, PAID A FORTUNE, PULLED THE WOOL OVER THE MOST EXPERIENCED, ATTORNEY DALIN OAKS, AND OTHER GENERAL AUTHORITIES--THANK GOD I WAS INSPIRED BY MY INTEL GUY, GOD, TO SWITCH HATS, GOING FROM BLACK TO ORANGE--"THE NEW BLACK", CONFUSING THE THREE "HOFFS" WAITING FOR ME, JUST OUT THE DOOR . . . EARLY MORNING GET-A-WAY, CIA TRACKING ME COMING OUT OF THE KALISPELL PUBLIC LIBRARY--BLOGGING--CIA AT BUS DEPOT TOO, WATCHING WHICH BUS--LOCAL MONTANA OR GREYHOUND--FOOLED HIM UNTIL I CREPT ON SHUTTLE . . . CIA NOT VERY CONVINCING TO THIS BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK--NO TICKET PURCHASE, NO MEETING SOMEONE, CHECKING BUSES, ACTING LIKE A BMX BIKERS, SKATER DUDE, DIDN'T FOOL ME AS I SLIPPED AROUND FRONT OF BUILDING TO SUBWAY--WATCHED, WATCHING THE WATCHER, LIKE ALWAYS! LOL! 'TIS YOU! AS I DRIVE AWAY . . . JACK FAT, COULD EAT NO LEAN, WAITING FOR ME--BLAH, SHELLEY'S BOY, HUB? IDENTIFYING ME TO BLACK & WHITE RAILROAD SUVS/COPS, THE DAY BEFORE, WHEN I BOOKED IT OUT OF THE BUS TERMINAL, BUT, OBVIOUSLY, MY ESCAPE, GREAT WAS DISCOVERED . . . THOUIGHT I DITCHED, MOTORCYCLIST, FRANTICALLY SEARCHING THE STREETS FOR ME, AFTER I VANISHED INTO A BUIDLING MALL, WITHOUT BEING SEEN! SIGNS AND SYMBOLS, REVEAL WHO AGENTS ARE . . . HE WAS WEARING A GRAY SHIRT, WITH "DC" BRAND, BLACK SHORTS, BALD, ROMAN NOSE, AND VERY AGGRESSIVE! AND HE SHOWED UP AT THE "SPLIT ROCK CAFE" IN KALISPELL WITH ME--A FEW TABLES AWAY, BUT HE HEARD ME TALKING TO A COUPLE ABOUT THE WEATHER, AND I STATED THAT I WAS GETTING OUT OF THE HEAT, LITERALLY AND FIGURATIVELY, WITH THIS GUY, PROMPTLY LEAVING, NOT TO THE BATHROOM, BECAUSE HE ONLY ACTED TO WALK TO THE BACK--BUT CAME BACK IN THE FRONT DOOR--EVERYTIME HE PASSED, I MOVED FORWARD, DON'T WANT A SYRINGE WITH WATER OR AIR SHOT IN MY NECK, KILLING ME! YIKES! DUDE SET THE STING TO STOP THE SHUTTLE BUS DRIVER, LEAVING ME, PICKING UP SHELLEY IN WHITEFISH, THE SWAP--BUT I CAUGHT A TAXI AND BOOKED IT BACK TO MISSOULA, GOING THE WRONG WAY, SHELL! ONE BUILDING, THREE SYMBOLIC NAMES: (1) FRAME IT; (2) CRY "J"; AND (3) SPLIT ROCK CAFE . . . THAT KIND OF TELLS IT ALL! GOVERNMENT SPOOK, BLOCKED TRIP TO GLACIER TO HIDEOUT, GATHER MY PERSECTIVE AND DIRECTION--DRIVER IN WHITEFISH, NEVER GOES THERE, NOT ON THE ROUTE, NEVER PICKS UP--RIDERS ON THE FREE SHUTTLE, PICK UP TUESDAYS AT THE KALISPELL HOSPITAL--HOSTILE CROWD YESTERDAY . . . I WAS A BIT BUMMED OUT, MISSING OUT ON GLACIER, BUT I WILL MAKE IT THERE TO SEE THE LEAVES IF I HAVE TO WALK! OTHER PASSENGER, WITH A TON OF SHIT, DIDN'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS, THAT WE GOT LEFT OF THE DRIVER WAS LEAVING US . . . HE JUST SMILED AND ATE HIS CHIPS, UNTIL I BUGGED THE SHIT OUT OF HIM, TO CALL AND SEE WHAT WAS UP . . . CASUAL, GETTING PAID TO NEGATE ANY RUMORS OF ME BEING THERE, SAME WITH BUS DRIVER, WHO HAS KNOWN ME, I KNOW HIS WIFE, FOR ABOUT TWO YEARS . . . DITCHING ME, MAKING IT LOOK LIKE SHELLEY IS ME, BY TELLING ME TRIP CANCELLED DUE TO MECHANICAL PROBLEMS, BROKEN DOWN BUS IN WHITEFISH . . . SPOOK WITH TONS OF LUGGAGE, NO CAR AT ALL, NOT BOTHERED THAT RIDE CANCELLED . . . WHAT'S UP? SAME OLD BULL SHIT, CUTTING THROUGH THIS GANGS SHIT, IS A FULL TIME JOB! LOL! . . . SAVE THE BRAIN VS. SAVE THE TA-TAS! GUESS WHICH ONE WINS EVERYTIME! ANSWER--BACK DOOR WOMAN, LOOK UP ON THE RIGHT SIDE, EGYPTIAN, TOPLESS GODDESS RAW OR CLEOPATRA, WHICH SHELLEY RELATES TO, WITH SOME PRINCE OR KING (JACK STRODE KING, JACK THE RIPPER, HER KING) LOOKING STRAIGHT AT HER BOOBS! LOL! GOD DOES HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOR! LOL, AND CLEAR AS A BELL WITH MESSAGES SOME TIMES! NSA, SPOOK, ECLIPSE MY SENSE, VISITING CLERK, WHO EVEN SHOCKED THE TECH KID, LOOKING STRANGELY AS THIS GUY POPPED OUT OF NOWHERE, LAST NIGHT, TELLING ME, THAT THE PHONE WOULD KICK IN, FROM BETWEEN ONE TO SEVERAL HOURS? IT NEVER KICKED IN, BUT LOW FLYING SAUCERS, CIRCLING UFO'S, WITH RADAR EQUIPMENT DID FLY OVER RIVER SITE! UNIFIED POLICE FORCE, GANG BANGING ME, PHONE AND ALL--SHARING MY OLD PHONE NUMBER--LEFT AT WALMART, WITH THE GRAND FUNK JUNCTION POLICE DEPARTMENT, ANSWERING MY CALL TO DUTY, WITH THEM FINDING OR TAKING MY CELL PHONE TO THE TA-TA GIRLZ! VERY INTERESTING! SPOOK DROPS IN AT WALMART TO SET UP THE ECLIPSE, TRACKED DOWN BY THE RIVER--HINT, HOW DO I KNOW THIS IS A SPOOK, LUCKY GUESS, NO . . . SECURITY GUARDS WEAR NAVY BLUE SHIRTS, NOT LIGHT OR ROYAL BLUE, DRIVE SILVER FORD, BOX STATIONWAGON--I HAVE BEEN USING HOSPITAL COMPUTERS, OFF AND ON FOR YEARS, SINCE FIRST COMING TO MISSOULA, HAVING ME COMPUTER FRIED BY NSA, THREE DAYS AFTER I PURSHASED IT IN HELENA, AND WROTE ABOUT MITT, BACK IN EARLY 2012, ALLEDGED SECURITY GUARD, IN WHITE VAN--DIDN'T CHECK THE WRITING, SMALL ON THE DOOR, BUT SURE AS HELL, NOT ST. PATRICK'S PROVIDENCE VEHICLE, THAT HAS FOLLOWED ME OFF CAMPUS, SEVERAL TIMES IN THE LAST WEEK OR TWO--I KNOW MY CARS, KNOW MY SPOOKS, BUT A NICE ONE--HIT MAN? MAYBE, HE DID INFORM ME THAT THE OLD PROFESSIONAL BUILDING, THAT IS GENERALLY NOT OWNED BY HOSPITALS, BUT BY DOCTORS, IS NOW A TRAINING CENTER FOR SWAT, LENDING EVIDENCE OF A COP SHOP PLAN . . . DUDE FINDS ME ABOUT 1:00 A.M., LOOKING AT THE RIVER . . . SEES ME, AFTER LOW FLYING FBI SURVEILLANCE PLANE, TRACKS MY NEW CELL PHONE WITH OLD NUMBER, BUT NEVER WORKS . . . BUT THIS MORNING THANKS TO THE NERDY TECH MANNING THE ENTERTAINMENT CENTER, TAKING A SHIT LOAD OF TIME ANSWERING ALL THE QUESTIONS OF AN EQUALLY NERDY PERSON ON THE OTHER END, I GOT MY OLD NUMBER BACK, WRESTLED IT OUT OF THE HANDS OF THE HACKERS, THE SPOOKS, THE FEDS, BUT, AFTER A WEEK OF BEING TRACKED BY REAL SPOOKS, RATHER THAN CYBER SPOOKS, I DECIDED, I MIGHT AS WELL GET A PHONE AGAIN, SINCE THEY ARE WATCHING EVERY MOVE I MAKE . . . GOTTA PROTECT THOSE TA-TAS! LOL! OSCAR THE GROUCH, IS PUT TO SHAME BY THE OXFORD BAR & GRILL LATE NIGHT CHEF, COOKING ME UP A "GARBAGE" OMLET AT 3:00 A.M., LAST NIGHT, ALONG WITH HASHBROWNS, SOUR DOUGH TOAST, TOBASCO SAUCE . . . SECRET SAUSE, "SO MUCH MORE THAN HOT!" RUN ALL NIGHT, NO SLEEP, AGAIN, WATCHING THE DUCKS FIGHT ON THE POND, OUTSIDE THE MISSOULA AQUATIC CENTER . . . YEAH, BACK IN MISSOULA, AFTER A BRIEF BUT EVENTFUL ZIP TRIP TO KALISPELL AND WHITEFISH . . . TIME MOVES ON WITHOUT YOU WHEN YOU ARE CONSTANTLY IN FUNKLAND, WITH SPOOKS, UNI BOMBERS, COPS AND ROBBERS, AND SO DO FRIENDS, IF YOU DON'T STAY IN CONTACT . . . WHERE ARE YOU ANNIE? NEW AVENUES, INSPIRED BY THE SMALL BUSINESS OPPORTUNITY WORKSHOP AND SOS GOSPEL SONGS LAST NIGHT, WATCHING THE RIVER AND LISTENING TO MY NEW PORTABLE $9.98 RADIO, THAT I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR! 48 HOURS OUT OF THE POVERELLO CENTER AND MY BED, BECAUSE I CHECKED OUT, THINKING I WOULD BE CAMPING OR STAYING IN A HOSTEL UP IN EAST GLACIER RIGHT NOW, UNTIL THINGS CALMED DOWN, IN OTHER PLACES! LAST NIGHT WHILE AT WALLY'S WORLD, GETTING MY PHONE, THERE WAS A DVD OF THE DOUBLE FEATURE MOVIE "HOSTEL" . . . THINK IT IS A TERROR MOVIE--I LIKE TO THINK THAT I INSPIRED THE PURCHASE OF THAT MOVIE BECAUSE OF MY BLOG AND WRITING ABOUT THE WHITEFISH HOSTEL, STARTED LAST YEAR BY TWO SISTERS . . . WAY CUTE, COZY, EVEN HAS WHITE COMFORTERS . . . THAT'S WHITEFISH FOR YOU! LOL! THOSE LUXURY RESORT TOWNS, HOPPING THIS TIME OF YEAR, BUT OFF SEASON, I AM SURE THE PRICES GO DOWN, BUT $38.50 FOR A BED IS RESONABLE, SINCE YOU WILL SPEND ABOUT AT LEAST $100 AT A HOTEL, AT THE HEIGHT OF THE GLACIER PARK TOURIST SEASON . . . HELL, I SPEND $75 PER NIGHT, AND THAT IS A SPECIAL RATE MY FRIENDS AT SUPER 8 GIVE ME, SINCE I COME THERE ALL THE TIME, LOVE THEIR BREAKFASTS, NICE ROOMS AND GREAT STAFF! THESE ARE THE GOOD OLD DAYS, BUT I HAD AN EPITHANY, OR WAS SORT OF REDIRECTED THROUGH THE WORDS ON TWO SIGNS, ONE ON THE WAY UP TO KALISPELL, AROUND RONAN . . . MAKE PEACE HAPPEN, AND THE OTHER, I NOTICED FOR THE FIRST TIME . . . LARGE SIZED ARMS AND HANDS OF CHRIST, WHITE ROBES, UNLESS I WAS SEEING SOMETHING . . . ONLY WOKE UP ONCE ON THE 2 AND A HALF HOUR TRIP BACK TO MISSOULA, BUT I JUST CAUGHT A GLANCE OF THE WORDS AND BILLBOARD . . . "GREATER TEACHING" AS IF JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF, WOKE ME UP, JUST IN TIME TO SEE THAT SIGN, AT LEAST I THINK IT WAS THERE, TO GIVE ME A MESSAGE, THAT THERE ARE AREAS OF WRITING THAT ARE "GREATER THAN THE CONSTITUTION AND THE LAW", IN FACT, TWO DECEMBERS AGO, I FELT STRONGLY, I SHOULD WRITE MORE ON CHRIST TEACHINGS, SPIRITUAL THINGS, RATHER THAN MY PASSION, POLITICS, BUT BLEW IT OFF, OTHER THAN WRITING NOW AND THEN, ON SUNDAY, THINKING THAT SATISFIED CHRIST MY SAVIOR AND REDEEMER . . . LAST NIGHT, AFTER DANCING TO ROCK, POP AND COUNTRY MUSIC, I WANTED SOMETHING A BIT MORE SLEEP CONDUCIVE TO TAKE ME INTO LA, LA, LAND, SO I TURNED TO "SOS" GOSPEL POP, AND I WAS BAWLING LIKE A BABY, AND SONG AFTER SONG, WAS LEADING ME TO NEW HEIGHTS AND INSPIRATIONS! I WAS GLAD IT WAS DARK, HID MY TEARS, FROM THE ALLEGED, VERY NICE, VERY HANDSOME, SECURITY GUARD, WHO SAT AND TALKED TO ME FOR ABOUT AN HOUR, THEN GAVE ME A RIDE UP TO THE OXFORD, SO I COULD GET A GARBAGE OMLET, SOMEONE TOLD ME ABOUT, AND CATCH UP ON THE NEWS, AND THE FUN, ALWAYS WELCOMING STAFF, COOK, WAITRESS, EVEN AT FUCKIN' 3:00 A.M.! HOME AWAY FROM THE POV . . . LOL! LIFE IS GOOD!

True Crime . . . Michael Jackson

The other day, while on the computers in the learning center, at St. Patrick's Hospital, I got my blog done early and had some time to kill, and I just happened to search for true crime shows, my hobby and my passion, that I have missed watching, since giving my computer to the black dude, who was likely on
Shelley's payroll, and was there, trying to sit by me for about 5 attempts, pushing my hot computer on him, while I was wearing a black hoodie, insisting he just leave me the hell alone, that there might be a sheriff's posse waiting for me in my old hometown, and I was giving him the free, only three months old computer, as a bribe, so that he would redirect the spooks and cyber spies, taking the computer with him to California, while I, masked and very stealth, slipped off the bus, over to where the truckers hang out, making sure there is not a sniper, or something waiting for me in Iron County, the county I live in, sued for $56.7 million, took out judges, off the bench for 6 months, should have been disbarred, narcotics task force members, fired, dismissed on administrative leave, and fired . . . not sure about the admin. leave, but I am sure that I grilled this sorry, narc's ass, for 78 minutes straight, until he perjured himself, on the witness stand . . . really, just a bold faced liar!  Perjury my ass . . . liar, liar, pants on fire, is more like it, even the judge warned him, but he sent the Utah State Bar Association, a complaint against me for being so mean, bullying him, and pushing him around . . . he promised he was a good officer, good at lying, after 22 years, that's for sure!

But, as I watched the documentaries on Michael Jackson's life, music, personal family life, and death, I was struck, by the tragedy of the misconstrued claims, the vindictive and malicious prosecution, even changing the laws at the legislature, so the county attorney or DA, could go after Michael, even after he had been acquitted on all the original 14 counts of all sorts of things, including, but not limited to molesting or sleeping with children . . . who he was merely befriending and helping him and his mother, cope with the boy's cancer, giving him total access to Neverland and Michael's wealth, power, influence, bringing about a very rapid and miraculous recovery for the boy, who was later the speculated victim of Michael's sexual advances and abuses!  Close friends and family, said that Michael, never fully recovered from those allegations and charges,that while the jury found him innocent, everywhere he went, people stared and made him feel like he was some worthless, pedophile or pervert, going after little children at his mansion and theme park . . . Michael said, he just wanted to be a kid, wanted to hang out with kids, that, they were the only class of people who had not let him down, never asked him for anything, and whom he could enjoy and trust.

Most people don't know that Michael, on all his tours, would go around, the world, basically, and visit sick children, make them feel special, help with the Make a Wish Foundation and other charitable events and causes, with him being on of the most charitable givers in the world.  His acts of kindness were misconstrued to be selfish acts of perversion and deviance, rather than a kid, who from the age of 5, never got to have a childhood, was severely mistreated by his father . . . although, while he felt abused and in fear of is father, he said, look at where I am, what he helped create!  Just the greatest or at least one of the greatest musical geniuses of our time, and all time, in my opinion!  My children, loved Thriller . . . the girls, Greta and Nicole, dressed baby brother, Chris up, putting make-up on him, turning him into a one year old, walking Zombie, with shredded overalls, make-up scars and stitches . . . selling tickets, making popcorn, and performing to the audience, Michael Jackson's THRILLER . . . still a Halloween favorite to this day, front porch theater, supportive religious leaders, abducted by the girls to attend their production on our old front porch, sitting on wooden picnic table benches . . . fond, fond, memories!  The good old days . . . Michael, hurt, sad, and at times despondent, was and was not puzzled by the hatred, the jealousy, and the most hurtful, the lies, accusing him, of the total opposite of what he was trying to do with children . . . make their stay at his Neverland, and unforgettable experience!  Debbie, is wife, and friend of about 22 years before, marrying and giving Michael children, had nothing but good to say about him, she just couldn't deal with the feeding frenzy and photographers, never even being able to go to the store!

She said and confirmed his statement, that HE WOULD NEVER MOLEST CHILDREN!  It just wasn't in him . . . but, to a lesser extent, I could relate with his pain, much more than I would have like to admit!  Thanks, Michael, for making my own children's childhood, even reaching into the next generation, to my grandchildren, who are terrified of the video of Thriller, more fun and scary at Halloween, as they scream and ditch for cover, when THRILLER IS BEING PLAYED!  Your music and efforts, have not escaped millions, who love you, and will appreciate your contributions, forever!  SOB!

I think it more appropriate, right now, to offer a moment of silence, for the lives of Michael, and the Marines just killed . . . both had a passion for what they believed in!

THIS BLOG IT TERMINATED!  I DON'T FEEL LIKE WRITING ANY MORE--CATCH YOU TOMORROW!  HAVE A GOOD ONE!

UNMASK! FLASH MOB! . . . SILLY, SEXY, SMART, ADULT . . . WET HOT AMURICAN CABARET, SHOWING EVERY MONDAY NIGHT THROUGH AUG. 31--CHICAGO, RING OF FIRE, BIG FISH . . . WHITEFISH THEATER COMPANY! YOUNG HEARTS STAY FREE! WHITEFISH HOSTEL . . . YOU WILL BE SLEEPING WITH MEN--I'M MORE USED TO SLEEPING WITH MEN THAN WOMEN! LOL! NICE PLACE, GREAT PRICES, FUNKY COOL CITY! HUGE SOCK & DUFFLE BAG BLOWOUT! JACK THE RIPPER, SCOTT THE DOOMSDAY PROPHET, FEELING A MORAL DUTY TO STRAIGHTEN OUT ALL THE "CRAZIES" THE TRUMPSTER IS BRINGING OUT THE CLOSETS! LOL! THE CONSTITUTIONAL GENIUS WHO THINKS THAT HE HAS A RIGHT TO CRIMINALLY CHARGE THE DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH, WITH TREASON, AND IS PERMITED UNDER THE CONSTITUTION TO KILL ALL HIS BLOODLINE! IT DIDN'T EVEN BOTHER, AFTER TELLING HIM HE WAS READING THE TREASON CLAUSE WRONG . . . OH, HELL HE WAS! LOL! WACKO! THE BUS DRIVER OF THE WHITEFISH TO KALISPELL ROUTE, TURNING IN HIS RESIGNATION, DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS . . . HE IS TALKING ABOUT ME, CROSSING THE LINE BETWEEN MY DUTY TO PROTECT, DEFEND AND PRESERVE THE CONSTITUTION OF THE UNITED STATES, TO ARGUING WITH A MADMAN, WHO BASICALLY IS GIVING PRESIDENT OBAMA GODHOOD STATUS, AS BEING THE SOLE PERSON RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD! LOL! QUITE THE HONOR THERE!

Mob Flash!  Jack the Ripper and Scott the Sodom & Gamorah Prophet!

I have travelled far and wide, in the last few months, and who do I see, just seconds after getting off the shuttle in Whitefish, Montana?  Jack the Ripper, whom I have been avoiding for the last two years, being the first person I met, upon arriving in the Flathead Valley and Kalispell, Montana, back in the fall of 2012, just days before the presidential elections between Mitt Romney, he being a staunch Republican, and President Obama, me hating Mitt Romney!  I didn't know Jack at the time, so I am to be excused . . . he claims that his ex-wives, are a former Ambassador to Ireland, and heir to Pennsylvania water money, and their three children are worth, about $50 million a piece--to lend some credit to his claims, his son, was one of CNN's Top Ten People in the World--mommy's money, perhaps; and his second wife, a psychologist, mother of his last child, and a good one by his standards, which is not saying much, reminded him of me . . . and now that I know him, that is not saying much either.  

Jack or John, officially, comes across as rather polished, and a gentleman, until it comes to tits and ass, and then he behaves much like the typical 9th grader, as a common friend and associate said, as he commented on every woman's anatomy as they walked passed him!  Screammmmmmmm!  I finally broke him of the habit, by telling him that the only reason he didn't talk like most adults do, is because, he had nothing worthy of saying or listening to, he is now reading the Economist or so he claims, and seems to have avoided female body parts, for the most part, since that fateful day, back a few years ago . . . with my very blunt statement, coming as a shock to this 74, now, year old man, while he was in the hospital, back in 2013, at the Brennen House, up at the Kalispell Regional Medical Center, then later moved, for sexually harassing the nursing staff so bad, that they moved him out to some rehabilitation center out in Whitefish, and I am sure the female staff has never been the same since!  LOL!

Jack is a Gambling Man

Last election cycle, he said, just minutes before President Obama was re-elected, and we got in a huge ass political debate, while outside the Historical School Museum where there was suppose to be wine and cheese tasting, and a bipartisan viewing of election results; however, he and Jack never made it in, and sat in the parking lot, in front of the party, arguing.  Finally, Jack was so mad, and said he was afraid, that I would make a seen, if Obama lost; therefore, he would wait in the car, as I ventured in, after telling him, if Mitt Romney won, I was taking up arms, riding with the Montana militia, the First Responders, and going to war with the United States, with six-shooters blazing!  LOL!  His last words, were, on that fateful night for him and the Republicans, was . . . sure that Romney would win . . . JoAnn, what are you going to do, when the electorate has spoken and they have elected Mitt Romney?  

By that time, I was so sick of him, that I said, what are you going to do, when the opposite happens?  He didn't respond, thinking that chance of that happening, were neal to none!  LOL . . . oh, these smug Republicans!  Jack, who has his $1400 per month Social Security monthly allotment gone to the local casinos, within 3 days, if he is lucky to hold onto it that long, wages a bet with me . . . in fact, that is how me met, he jumped into a political debate with me and a former friend, who knew me from Salt Lake City, Utah, actually, I had not only been her apartment manager in Holiday, Utah, but she had interviewed me, when I was an assistant attorney general, working in the Criminal Enforcement Division of the Utah Attorney Generals Office!

Doing the Victory Dance

Right as I got out of the car . . . yes, I have owned many cars and a truck in the past, before I sued the government, and walked up the stairs, that led to a landing, with a single old fashioned light bulb hanging from the overhang, a woman, with her head hung, said, you may as well not go in, it is over . . . what is over?  The election, and I am not sure if she was happy or sad, but I waited with baited breath, to see who was going to win the bet, between me and Jack the Ripper?  She said, Obama won again . . . GREAT!  And I knew that Jack was watching me from the car, on that cool, November night, because he had also asked me to marry him and was obsessed with me, and he still is--and for good reason, that I will refrain from telling you about at this time, not on topic, think title, lol, just like then, yesterday, he said, he saw the sheriff driving around and I can protect you--he is either mob or a very connected fed to make that offer and claim, in the past, that has appeared to be true . . . his son-in-law, is a 6'7" Romainian, with a Russian mafia name, Dimetri, and he didn't recognize him, when he mysteriously came to town, right after we met!

So, as this lady, head bowed, gave me the news, I started dancing, singing, making over exaggerated smiles and arm movement under that sole hanging light!  LOL!  I jumped in the car, and as obnoxiously as I am known to be, I said, well, the electorate has spoken and President Obama has been re-elected . . . that announcement came as a shock, that both Jack and the whole entire state of Utah, and the worldwide Mormon Church, couldn't accept, if it ever has, for about an entire three months, with a hushed silence falling on all believers!  LOL!  As I rounded the corner, to go onto Main Street in downtown Kalispell, my car, suddenly ran out of gas, and died.  I was so happy, about the elections, I didn't care.  Jack offered to go get gas . . . and he was so pissed that he never came back, left me sitting with a cop, who shared the news and excitement with me, and took the opportunity to sit behind me for an hour, waiting for Jack to return, making sure that a car didn't hit me from behind . . . nice guy, never got to thank him, even thanked him for calling the tow truck, costing Jack and by this time, Dimetri, $150, because, in addition to Jack leaving me stranded with a cop behind me . . . he had papers he needed to give Dimetri that were in my car!

Yesterday . . . Same Bull Shit, Different Elections!  Not Bothering with the Gambling Man!

After Jack told me he could protect me, and I said, I didn't want him or his protection, a black BNSF railroad SUV, came driving by very slowly, and I realized that this was likely as set up, with Jack being brought into be the indentifier, so the hit men would know who I am . . . on the first Thanksgiving I met Jack, just weeks after the elections, the twining with Shelley started to take place, or had already, from even before I met Jack, or he was brought in specifically to meet me, and cover Shelley's fat, fake ass . . . taking credit for my work, that I mentioned yesterday, going to the meeting on the documentary, Code of the West, on the history of medidal marijuana raids and legislative fights in Montana, starting in Whitefish . . . maybe the reason, Jack went to convalesce in Whitefish, in the early days . . . mob, stole my son's music, couldn't have another JoAnn S. Secrist, so he covered for Shelley then, and now!  Hacker queen is trying to get on, or has, there are dotted boxes, smaller than the "publish" and "save" boxes, so she is trying to protect her and Jack's asses, mob, married . . . I believe, and she is claiming to be me, has since day one in Whitefish, UNMASKING the bitch!  LOL!

God's Revolver money, back in the day, now, The DITCH & the DELTA, "WE RUST" money now!  How in the hell do you think, Jack's kids, got $50 million each?  How did Rachel's daughter, Emily, get a HOUSE?  That dumb little elfin bitch couldn't hold down a job for even a day, she was fired the first day on a job, back the last time I visited with Rachel and Kay, in Cove, Utah!  Come on . . . Shelley has not had a viable job for years!  That is until she morphed into me, with the help of the Mormons, the Mob and the Men in Black, all benefactors of my son, Elliot's music, my cases, or my blog!  On the way up to Kali, the shuttle bus driver . . . just mistakenly wrote, BUSH!and that about says it all, but, we passed a cool gas station called, and symbolic, JOE BLOGZ . . . and so I do, this is all about cover, Shelley or Jelley aka Me, has been being me, since I was poisoned back in 2000!  She is a biology major, and worked for a pharmecutical company . . . connect the dots!  And if the music is not enough to convince you, maybe my $357 million securities lawsuit will . . . Mitt and crew, used Shelley, Kay, and Rachel, all playing me at various times to get the money for Mitt's campaign!  Girlz, Girlz, Girlz and Talking TOYS for the BOYZ!

The First Thanksgiving . . . The Intended Hit!

In 2012, after the case had been stolen, in March, with Kay and Mitt, meeting, the day after, U.S. Magistrate, now if you can call him that, Justice or Judge, Clark Waddoups, just up and closed a case, that I had won, every which way but Sunday, back dated March 26, 2012, while I was up in Helena, Montana, picking out a house and a small ranch, on the banks of Houser Lake, going to do Hobby Lobbying up at the Montana Legislature, and raise bulls, to compete, as my new avocation, until I returned to Utah, March 28, 2012, to find that just out of the blue, when the judge could not convince me that I needed to start the Brock securities case over, which I sued under federal civil rights statutes and constitutional law violations, not under the state civil rights, needing to give the state of Utah notice, and file a claim, plus start in a state court, rather than a federal court . . . nice try judge, but not listening to him, knowing full well, that this type of case had to be filed in federal court, dealing with a federal question, so in the jurisdiction of that level of court, not a state court issue, and having written several briefs, addressing all the judge's issues . . . not the other side or the government's issues, who had by this time defaulted, and should have lost the whole thing under the Federal Rules of Civil Procedure . . . but he wore the robe, they had already cut the deals, thought the case was over, and I was proving them wrong, so the judge just up and terminated the case without cause, rule of law to back him, nor a legal leg to stand on!

And to top that off, Ms. Kay Burningham, another double, was to meet Mitt Romney in the UK, symbolic, to say the least, showing a documentary, on a Mormon President for the WORLD!  BBC Special . . . getting the picture?  So, the following Thanksgiving, just weeks after the elections, I was sitting outside the casino, on Idaho, next to the Chinese Buffet or Asian Buffet, waiting for Jack to blow all his money.  And I happened to call, Elliot, sure that Greta and Dallas, had planned Thanksgiving Dinner, without me, since they had cooked it, since I had been struck down and poisoned, back in 2000, about the time the two met, and I was not calling my kids much, worried, that the Mormons, mob or Men in Black would start going after my family, as they all have been known to do, and had done to Chris!  But, Elliot, told me that he wasn't going to Greta's for Thanksgiving dinner, so, I promptly hung up the phone, left Jack in the casino, and headed to Utah, to have dinner with my son, guitarist and vocalist, for the DITCH & the DELTA, now, but, God's Revolver and Maraloka, back then!  I didn't even tell Jack I was going . . . I may appear to be an errant mother, non-involved . . . that is only when I see a child in need, and that is rare, for my four fabulous children, who seem to be doing such a great job, that I rarely set in, even suggesting anything . . . back when I got a divorce, before that, I called them the no maintainence kids, they were so self sufficient, so good, so solid, and so smart, as they are now . . . don't fix something that is not broken!  I had dinner with Elliot, stopped and ate with Chris and Kat, and later travelled to St. George and eat with Greta and Dallas . . . three Thanksgivings are better than one, and so are three kids better than one . . . Nicole was in Virginia, so she was out of the question.

The Bogus Train Ticket and Trip . . . Shelley?

Before Thanksgiving, Jack kept asking me to go back east with him for  Thanksgiving, to meet his family . . . I just blew it off, and he never pushed the trip much, and we were still in Kalipsell, the night before Thanksgiving, so?  Several months later, after Jack, had allegedly gone back east the day after Thanksgiving, he started to talk about how he had purchased me a ticket to go with him, and I refuted that, by telling him, no, he had mentioned it, but had never bought the tickets, and never made final plans . . . he, to my shock insisted that he bought me tickets, now this is where I could have been framed and that was brought back to me, as both a white and black SUV, with orange train stripes on the back, kept cruising by, slowly, but surely, both last night and also, this morning, as I did what I always do, error on the side of safety, there were things that gave me reason to worry, last night, after checking into the Whitefish Hostel.

On, my second trip back up to Kalispell, I believe, before I met Jack, but after I attended the October showing of "Code of the West" at the Whitefish Library, I remember pulling into the Kalispell Walmart, up near where the campers and trailers are, and I was going to take an hour or two to sleep, having driven all night, and getting there about 2:00 A.M., but as I got ready to settle down to sleep a few winks, I noticed, 4 cops cars, screaming through the parking lot of Walmart!  As is generally the case, there is nothing of note going on, but, I am there, and their activities, appear to have something to do with me, eventhough, I am not doing anything wrong!  But, I took note, and slowly pulled out of the top part of the parking lot, without them noticing me, and headed for Whitefish, where I was somewhat familiar, thinking I could ditch the heat, that appeared to be on my tail!

Big Ass SUV, White, Same One . . . T-Boned Me In Gas Station Parking Lot! Followed Me to Library!

For a long time, I have wondered, if I had been framed for something, and that something seemed to maybe connected to the train?  I know that on one occasion, I tried to call the AMTRAK Station in Whitefish, and once I accidentially, or maybe an NSA fuck up, got the AMTRAK cops!  I didn't even kniow they had train cops!  LOL!  But, this particular night, was at least 8 months before I ever took the train!  Jack had always told me how cool it was, and so, after my Taurus was blown up by a pipebomb in Salt Lake City, on New Years Day, or in January of 2013, and being about May of 2013, I tried to buy a new car, and was stopped at about 4 dealers, and what was strange, is that Eisengers, where I started, actually pulled into the parking lot and ran in while I was about to sign the final paperwork for a little red Focus, but was, after the person from Eisengers, stopped the transaction and pulled the sales guy aside, the loan was then denied, but was going through with flying colors up to that point, I finally got on a train, for the first time and went to Washington, D.C., to visit Nicole, George and family!

That is when I met, Miles Thorton III, one of my black lovers, told me he was above the CIA, and wanted me to go to a safe house, seeing about 7 agents on the train, as I also had noticed . . . I was going back after threatening to Senator Hatch, a player, on the Cyber Intelligence Sharing and Protection Act!

But, jumping back to my second visit, now November, meeting Jack on the bus, again, after seeing cops, cruising through the Walmart parking lot, with me sitting in the car with no money and no gas, being a sitting target, noticing the Eagle Transit Bus . . . that, luckily for this chick who didn't read the wrap still on the bus, I noticed the FREE word on the bus, not the FREE checking to Glacier Bank!  I avoided the cops and jumped on the bus for the first time, to get the hell out of dodge!  Just like the second trip . . . that could have been after the elections, but the same time and trip, but a few days later!  But, back to the strange behavior of the white train SUV, not AMTRAK, but BNFS, or whatever, that pulled up, to my Navy blue Taurus . . . my Ford Ranger, had been taken back in June, and I got this car from a guy in Great Falls, Mike Hall, but I think I talked to him and the cops purchased the car, and they showed up, instead of him, so they could keep control of the car, and put a GPS tracking system on the car, after the U.S. Supreme Court, in USA v. Jones, the case that Justice Scalia read the day I was sworn into the bar and court, January 23, 2012, so earlier that year . . . connecting dots, cases, $357 million, houses, vehicles, but anyway, after being chased in the Walmart parking lot, I went to the first gas station in Whitefish or as you come to Whitefish, that is on the right hand side, and open all night . . . got a Diet Coke and a Wall Street Journal . . . actually, running out of gas, and going to  Whitefish, was before I met Jack, making the appearance and slow driving of both these vehicles very strange yesterday and this morning . . . but, when I came out of the store, I was shocked to see the white SUV, same one, pulled right up to my car, T-Boning me, and with its brights on, shining right into the car . . . I just got in the car, and DROVE off, but it followed me, ditched him, behind some bushes, symbolic too, at the library, that I had been to, just a few days or weeks before . . . I had been chased in Montana, since the day I told the Whitefish Library crew, ACLU, and medical marijuana people . . . and it has never stopped!

Gotta Go . . . Time is Up at Kali Library . . . INTERESTING CONNECTIONS!   

WHAT IS WORSE THAN A ROTTEN OR BAD EGGS? BOILED EGGS! RAT'S NEST IN HAIR + HARD BOILED EGGS = GETTING THE HELL TO WHITEFISH, OUT OF DODGE, MISSOULA! LOL! WHITEFISH LIBRARY FIRST POLITICAL SPLASH I MADE IN THE TREASURE STATE . . . OCTOBER 2012, DOCUMENTARY ON MEDICAL MARIJUANA RAIDS, LEGISLATION, PTA MOMS, STATISTICS, GUNS . . . "CODE OF THE WEST" WITH ACLU DIRECTOR OVERSEEING THE PRESENTATION OF THE FILM, DISCUSSION, AND CONNECTING CONCERNED CITIZENS! SEVERAL PEOPLE IN THE CROWD, WERE MARIJUANA GROWERS WHO HAD BEEN RAIDED, CHARGED, TRIED OR PLED OUT, AND WERE AWAITING SENTENCING! I HAD NO IDEA WHO WAS IN THE CROWD, BUT I OFFERED SOME OFTHE THINGS THAT I HAD DONE IN UTAH, LIKE CONTACTING THE U.S. ATTORNEY GENERAL'S OFFICE, ABOUT COPS ACTUALLY GROWING MARIJUANA, IN THREE UTAH COUNTIES: (1) WASHINGTON COUNTY, PINE MOUTAIN; (2) IRON COUNTY, SHIRT'S CANYON; AND (3) GARFIELD COUNTY . . . ALWAYS, ALLEGEDLY DISCOVERED BY A HUNTER OR HIKER, WITHOUT EVER ANY SUSPECTS--THAT IS BECAUSE THE COPS WERE GROWING IT AND SELLING IT TO MEDICAL MARIJUANA STATES, WHO COULDN'T KEEP IT IN SUPPLY; HOWEVER, JUST ONE PROBLEM--IT IS NOT LEGAL IN UTAH, NEITHER FOR MEDICAL OR RECREATIONAL PURPOSES! AFTER THAT, I WAS STALKED, TRACKED, AND ALLEGEDLY DIED, JUST OUTSIDE OF MISSOULA, WHERE I ALLEGEDLY DIED! LOL! STILL ALIVE AND KICKING, TO THE CONSTERNATION OF EVERY COP IN THE NATION! . . . FULL CIRCLE OF FUN--UP TO AND INCLUDING TODAY! I COULD FEEL THE HEAT, LIKE I ALWAYS CAN, AND THE COPS DON'T DO WELL TO HIDE THEIR PURSUIT OF ME, ILLEGAL AS IT IS! AFTER A STING OP AT THE FRESH MARKET, ON SATURDAY, TWO DREAMS, BOTH ABOUT THE SHERIFFS EITHER WAITING FOR ME AT THE THREE EXITS AT THE POVERELLO PALACE, OR STOPPING ME ON THE STREET TO QUESTION ME, WITHOUT PROBABLE CAUSE, WHICH IS NECESSARY UNDER THE 4TH AMENDMENT FOR THE COPS TO STOP, DETAIN AND QUESTION ME . . . THE DREAM ENDED PROMPTLY, NO PC! I WAS GLAD TO SEE A RECENT ARREST IN MISSOULA, WHERE THE COPS ACTUALLY MENTIONED THAT THEIR WAS PROBABLE CAUSE TO DO WHAT THEY DID! GOOD JOB! SEE YOU CAN TEACH OLD DOGS NEW TRICKS! LOL! THE RAT'S NEST IN MY HAIR, WAS INDICATIVE OF WHAT WOULD HAPPEN AT BREAKFAST . . . 4 RATS FROM THE POV CAME TO MCDONALD'S FOR BREAKFAST TOO! SURPRISE, SURPRISE, SURPRISE! NOT! I SAW WHAT WAS GONIG ON, LIKE I ALWAYS DO, NOTICED A MOTORCYCLE COP, SNEAKING BEHIND MCD'S, IN THE APARTMENT COMPLEX PARKING LOT, BEHIND MCD'S . . . GUESS I WAS NOT SUPPOSE TO NOTICE! LOL! I MADE SURE THAT I WENT OUT THE BACK DOOR, SO THE RATS WOULDN'T THINK I WAS DITCHING OUT OF TOWN ON THE SHUTTLE OR THE GREYHOUND BUS, WITH THE TERMINAL JUST ACROSS THE STREET. I WALKED UP TO THE CORNER, LIKE I WAS GOING BACK TO THE POV, CUT ACROSS THE STREET, AS THE COP NOTICED AND DROVE AWAY, KNOWING THE STING OP FAILED, BUT MAYBE THEY HAD ANOTHER CHANCE AT GETTING ME, BEFORE I DECIDED TO LEAVE TOWN AGAIN! I CIRCLED UP THROUGH THE BACK ALLEYS AND BUSINESSES, PURCHASED A TICKET UNDER MY MONTANA COWGIRL NAME--WHICH IS A LEGAL NAME THROUGH MY FOURTH MARRIAGE; I PAID WITH CASH, SO THERE WAS NO ELECTRONIC RECORD OF THE TRANSACTION . . . THE CHICK WHO HAS SOLD ME TICKETS BEFORE, WENT TO SAY HI, JOANN, RIGHT AS I TOLD THE OTHER ATTENDANT THAT MY NAME WAS "JO BESS" . . . WHICH LEFT HER WITH A PUZZLED LOOK ON HER FACE, SO I JUST ACTED LIKE I DIDN'T KNOW HER, AND I DON'T WELL--SHE EITHER HAS A VERY GOOD MEMORY, OR THE COPS STOPPED BY TO TELL HER TO ALERT THEM IF I CAME INTO PURCHASE A TICKET, AS JOANN S. SECRIST, WHICH IS WHAT I USUALLY DO, WANTING SOMEONE TO BE ABLE TO TRACE MY LAST STEPS, IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO MY BODY IN ROUTE, TO MY NEXT DESTINATION--NOT THIS TIME--NO BODIES WOULD BE LET! LOL! THE CHICK I KNOW, AND HAVE DEALT WITH FOR AT LEAST TWO YEARS, SINCE MY CAR GOT BLOWN UP WITH A PIPEBOMB, LATER SHOWING UP AROUND KALISPELL AND WHITEFISH, WITH SISTER SHELLEY MORPHING INTO ME, DRIVING MY, IDENTIFYABLE NAVY BLUE FORD TAURUS, WITH CHROME OVER THE WHEELS, HAVING BOUGHT IT FROM A COLLECTOR OF TAURUS', MIKE HALL OF GREAT FALLS! SINCE SO FEW PEOPLE KNEW WHO JOANN WAS, AT THE TIME "CODE OF THE WEST" WAS SHOWING, SHELLEY, BIG SISTER, ALONG WITH BIG BROTHER, THE GOVERNMENT DUDES, SAME ONES TRYING TO TAKE ME DOWN, TO THIS DAY, HAVING FAILED MISERABLY FOR AT LEAST THREE AND A HALF YEARS, HELP HER BE ME, JUMPED RIGHT ON THINGS, BACK IN THE EARLY DAYS OF MY VENTURE TO MONTANA, WITH THE MORMON MAFIA, AND 70% OF THE CIA, FBI, NSA, DIA, AND OTHER FEDERAL COPS, MAKING SURE THAT SHE GETS TO KEEP MY IDENTITY, THAT SHE HAD WORKED SO HARD TO STEAL IN UTAH! CONNECTING MY LIFE FULL CIRCLE, BRINGING IT FROM MY REALY PIONEER DAYS IN MONTANA, TO THE CURRENT DATE, WITH ME SITTING RIGHT HERE IN THE WHITEFISH LIBRARY, AS WE SPEAK, WELL, I WRITE AND YOU READ . . . THE CREATOR AND OWNER OF "HURRAW" LIP BALM, ONE OF THE PRESENTERS AT SENATOR TESTER'S, SMALL BUSINESS OPPORTUNITY WORKSHOP, THAT I WROTE ABOUT, TWO BLOGS AGO, IS FROM NEW YORK ORIGINALLY, BUT LIVES AND WORKS OUT OF WHITEFISH--AND I MUST SAY--THERE IS NOTHING PRETTIER, THAN FLATHEAD LAKE, FLATHEAD VALLEY, AND THE WHITEFISH AREA, I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT THE FIRST TIME I SAW IT, AND I STILL DO, NICE TO BE HOME! OR IN THE VACINITY! DIG THE HELL OUT OF THIS PLACE, NEED TO GET UP TO GLACIER, MINUS THE INDIAN TRACKERS, THE BLOOD HOUNDS, AND THE FEDS CRAWLING UP MY ASS, BLOCKING MY ATTEMPTS TO DROP OFF A KEY TO A CABIN UP AT SWIFTCURRENT LODGE, WHERE I WAS GONIG TO WORK, BUT GOT PULLED BACK TO HELL BY SOME CLIENTS IN UTAH, WHO I WAS HOPING TO DITCH, BEING UP AT THE MOST REMOTE AREA OF THE PARK, WITHOUT INTERNET AND CELL PHONE SERVICE! WHEN I CAME DOWN TO MY TRAINING AND MY CELL PHONE WORKED AGAIN, SEVERAL OF THEM, CAUGHT ME, AND FLEW ME BACK TO THAT SCORCHING DESERT WITH THE MO MAFIA, COPS, PROSECUTORS, JUDGES, AND THEIR POSSE, THAT TRIED TO KILL ME, AND STILL USE HIGHWAY PATROL, TO TRY TO INTIMIDATE ME AND RUN ME DOWN IN SUBWAY, LIKE IN CEDAR CITY, TWO YEARS AGO, AND U.S. MARSHALS, SHERIFFS AND LOCAL CITY COPS, WHO LAND LIKE FLIES ON SHIT, THE SECOND MY BODY APPEARS ANYWHERE CLOSE TO MY HOUSE AND CABIN, I HAVEN'T SEEN FOR ALMOST THREE YEARS, OR HAVE BEEN ABLE TO GET CLOSE TO AND CHECK UP ON . . . I DID, HOWEVER, WALK BY LAST AUGUST, AND IT BREAKS MY HEART WHAT THEY DID TO THAT DARLING HOUSE, BUILT IN 1864, AS AN OLD FORT TO FIGHT THE INDIANS, AND PROTECT THE SETTLERS, REMODELED A FEW TIMES OF COURSE, WITH ME, JUST SINKING $60K INTO IN THE YEAR AND A HALF, I ACTUALLY LIVED THERE, IN THE HEART OF THE COUNTY I USED FOR $56.7 MILLION, DUE TO CORRUPTION . . . LISTED AS THE "MOST CORRUPT COUNTY IN THE NATION" BACK IN 2010 OR 2011, WHEN I WROTE THE LAWSUIT, REPRESENTING THREE LOCAL KIDS, HAYLEE, THE HOMECOMING QUEEN, SHANE, THE FOOTBALL STAR, AND TRAVIS THE TOWN REBEL, GOING TO LEGALIZE MARIJUANA BY HIMSELF, ALL GETTING SET UP, TRASHED, AND KICKED AROUND BY THE COPS, TRYING TO FIGHT THEM, THEIRSELVES . . . UNTIL I STEPPED IN TO EVEN THE SCORE! AND MY BLOG TELLS THE REST OF THE STORY, ALL CONNECTED TO MY SON, ELLIOT TAYLOR SECRIST'S, BAND, GOD'S REVOLVER, FORMERLY MARALOKA, OLD SCHOOL PARALLAX, AND NOW NEW BAND, "THE DITCH AND THE DELTA" ROCKIN' THE NATION AND WORLD! ALL ABOUT STEALING MONEY, MUSIC, CASES, IDENTITIES, PROMOTING THE FRAUDS, AND TRYING TO KILL THE REAL CREATORS, THE MUSICIANS, THE ATTORNEY, THE WRITERS, THE BRAINS BEHIND THE MONEY, THE PROMOTERS OF THE CONCEPTS AND PRINCIPLES OF THE THINGS THEY LOVE . . . TAKE THAT MONEY AND WATCH IT BURN, THE LESSONS THEY HAVE LEARNED! THERE IS A SIGN ON ONE OF THE BUSES IN MISSOULA, THAT READS . . . "5 DAYS AND DONE" AND I THINK THIS CREW OF LIARS, CHEATERS, COP LOVERS, COP PROMOTERS, WHO HELP STEAL, KILL AND DESTROY, TO GET ILLEGAL AND ILL GOTTEN GAIN, WILL BE AFTER MY ASS AGAIN . . . WITH MO NSA ACCESS, ACCESS, ACCESS TO, EVEN THIS COMPUTER RIGHT HERE, ALREADY SHUTTING IT DOWN ONCE, TELLING ME I HAD 2 MINUTES LEFT, WHEN I HAD ONLY BEEN ON ABOUT 10 MINUTES OF THE ALLOTTED HOUR, THEN TRYING TO ASK IF I WOULD ALLOW THE LIBRARY ADMINISTRATOR ACCESS TO CHANGE THIS BLOG . . . FUCK YOU NSA, SHELLEY, AKA, JOANN, FROM THE SECOND I STEPPED FOOT IN WHITEFISH, PROBABLY UNTIL THIS DAY, YOU WILL THINK SHE IS THE CHICK WHO CAME TO THE SHOWING OF "CODE OF THE WEST"! BUT, NO, IT IS ME, JOANN S. SECRIST, ALIVE AND KICKING THE SHIT OUT OF THESE FUCKERS DAILY! AND LOVING THE HELL OUT OF DOING IT . . . TAKE THAT MONEY AND WATCH IT BURN YOUR SORRY FUCKING ASSES! PRISON, PRISON, PRISON . . . YOU'LL BE HAVING A NEW GIRLFRIEND OR BOYFRIEND GIVING YOU A CHARGE UP YOUR ASS, INSTEAD OF ME! BURN IN HELL YOU FUCKERS!

HOT-TIP--TOO MUCH SOUL TO CONTROL! . . . ROCK THE HOOD, FAIRYTALE AND SUPER HERO FESTIVAL VS. MINIONS, USEFUL IDIOTS, AND TALKING TOYS! MCDRAMA . . . BECAUSE YOU DON'T WIN ANYONE WITH SALAD! LOL! WORLD BLOCK PARTY . . . FIGHT OR FLIGHT--FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT: ME VS. UNIFIED POLICE FORCE, REALITY, DREAM; MISSING FEMALE, POLITICAL AND SOCIAL ACTIVIST IN TEXAS--ALLEGEDLY HUNG HERSELF OVER A TRAFFIC TICKET? FRIENDS AND FAMILY--NEW DREAM JOB, LARGE VOICE ON SOCIAL MEDIA, NO SIGNS OF DEPRESSION OR SUICIDAL TENDENCIES--HAPPY SINCE BIRTH! YEAH, MISSOULIAN JOURNALISTS AND NEWSPAPER--REFUSE TO BOW DOWN TO SHERIFFS CONTROL OVER INTERVIEWS AND PRESS--UNI-COP SHOPS . . . ON THE GOOD SIDE--COP SHOPS SAVING LIVES BY ALLOWING CRAIGSLIST SELLERS, MEETING BUYERS IN COP DEPARTMENT PARKING LOTS; FIRST TIME COPS HANDLING LOCAL TRAFFIC IN BILLINGS FOR MOTLEY CREW CONCERT--COOL COPS. CHINA ROUNDS UP RIGHTS LAWYERS IN LATEST CRACKDOWN, 215 RIGHTS ATTORNEYS AND SOCIAL ACTIVISTS ARRESTED--U.S.A., RIGHT THERE TOO, JUST SNEAKIER--HEY SOUL "RIGHTS DEFENDERS" FROM ACROSS THE WORLD--SENDING LOVE AND SUPPORT YOUR WAY, KEEP IT UP--THE LAW IS, THE LAW, IS THE LAW--THAT GOES FOR OUR GOVERNMENTS TOO! . . . TEACH THE PEOPLE THEIR RIGHTS, TAKE IT TO THE STREETS--WHAT THIS BLOG IS ALL ABOUT! POPE FRANCIS, RIGHT GUY FOR THE JOB, TAKING 1.2 BILLION CATHOLICS INTO NEW ERA OF TOLERANCE, LOVE, ACCEPTANCE AND CHANGE . . . 80 TO 90% OF CATHOLIC WOMEN USE BIRTH CONTROL--HELL OF A LOT BETTER THAN AN ABORTION! ISLAMIC LEADERS ON BOTH SIDES OF THE PONDS, MOVING AWAY FROM EXTREMIST THEOLOGY AND DOGMA . . . MUSLIMS IN CHATTANOOGA, TENNESSEE, MOURN, ANXIOUS ABOUT SHOOTINGS OF MARINES AND RECRUITS . . . COMMUNITY OPENS ARMS, MUSLIMS SPEAK OF LOVE FOR AMERICA, RIGHTS, FREEDOMS . . . EVERY RACE, CREED, COLOR AND RELIGION HAS THEIR CRAZIES! MCCAIN THINKS THE TRUMPSTER, NOW LEADING IN THE GOP POLLS, BRINGS OUT THE CRAZIES TOO! LOL! REFRESHING TO HEAR A CANDIDATE GET IT RIGHT . . . IN CLARIFICATION ABOUT HERO STATEMENTS, TRUMP SAID, MCCAIN, NOT DOING IT RIGHT BY VETS AND MILITARY ON VOTING RECORD--U.S. OFFICE OF VETERANS AFFAIRS, STUDY BACK IN 2008 WOULD AGREE . . . DECIDING VOTE FOR ME IN 2008, CAME DOWN TO GRADE BY VA BASED ON SENATE VOTING RECORD: OBAMA RATED A "B" AND MCCAIN RATED AN "F" . . . DEPLORABLE RECORD ON CIVIL RIGHTS DENIER ON PATRIOT ACT, NSA SURVEILLANCE AND CONSTITUTIONAL LAW ISSUES TOO! WAR HERO STATUS CAN'T COVER TRUE COLORS . . . 2008 CONSESSION SPEECH GIVE AT THE BILTEBURGER MANSION IN ARIZONA . . . WORLD BANKER CONNECTIONS, RIGHT UP THERE WITH ROTHCHILDS AND ROCKERFELLAS! TWO VISIONS OF AMERICA, CRAFTY, SCAREY, SECRET . . . GOTTA WATCH THEM! BEST CITY, BEST STATE, BEST COUNTRY? IT IS LOOKING LIKE IT: MISSOULA ROCKIN' THE STATE AND NATION: PERFECT RATING IN LGBT; RIGHT UP THERE ON "LET'S MOVE"; #1 IN NEW START UP BUSINESSES AND ENTERPRENUERIAL ENDEAVORS, LEADING OUT IN AREA OF HOMELESS--ENGEN AND MISSOULA TOP LISTS OF 350 MAYORS COMMITTED TO HELPING, LEADING OUT IN EMMISONS CONTROLS, LOWERING CARBON FOOTPRINT OF THE CITY; MISSOULA'S ROCKEY MOUNTAIN STATION, FIRE STATION ECOLOGIST, ENVOLVED IN STUDY, REPORT AND DOCUMENTARY ON CLIMATE CHANGE EFFECT ON FIRE SEASON AROUND THE GLOBE--U.S. SPENDS 1.7 BILLION DOLLARS A YEAR ON FIGHTING FIRES, CANADA SPENDS 1 BILLION . . . 864 MILLION ACRES BURN YEARLY! FIRE STATION TRYING TO LEARN EVERYTHING ABOUT FIRE, TO PROTECT CLIMATE, FIREFIGHTERS--SAVING MY LITTLE "HOT-SHOT" FROM SUFFERING THE SAME FATE AS THE 19 "HOT-SHOT" FIREFIGHTERS WHO DIED IN ARIZONA A FEW YEARS AGO--BABY SAVERS, FOREST AND HOME SAVERS--KNOWLEDGE IS POWER! BOTH EFFORTS TO STAVE OFF CLIMATE CHANGE, SAVES LIVES, TAX PAYERS MONEY, PROTECTS CLEAN AIR AND WATER! ON THE MORE HUMAN SIDE: GET ONLINE, CHECK OUT THE "MISSOULIAN, SECTION B, SUNDAY, JULY 19, 2015, COVER STORY--ROCK THE HOOD--7 YEAR OLD, PEGGY STRACHAN, MY VISION OF EVERY YOUNG GIRL IN THE WORLD--HUGE SMILE ON HER FACE, WEARING HER DAD'S COOL SUNGLASSES, ROCKIN' TO DAD'S BAND, DOING THE HOOLAHOOP AT THE SAME TIME, BOTH ARMS IN THE AIR, IN A VICTORY POSE, HANG-LOOSE HAND SIGNS, SUN-DRESS COVERED IN HEARTS AND HAVING THE TIME OF HER LIFE, AT ZOOTOWN'S ARTS COMMUNITY CENTER BLOCK PARTY! WAY COOL! SENIOR SPEED DATING COMES TO TOWN WITH "AGE OF LOVE" . . . MY ADULT KIDS DON'T EVEN WANT TO KNOW I EVER HAD SEX! JUST BECAUSE WE AGE, DOESN'T MEAN WE DON'T HAVE THE SAME NEEDS AS YOUNGER PEOPLE! MY GRANDMOTHER FOUND THE LOVE OF HER LIFE AT AGE 78! HEY, I STILL HAVE 18 YEARS TO FIND HIM, IF HE EXISTS! LOL! PRESIDENT OBAMA, IS BOUND AND DETERMINED, TO KEEP A CLOSE RELATIONSHIP WITH SASHA AND MALIA, PAINTS THE TOWN RED ALL NIGHT, EARLY MORNING IN NEW YORK--COOL DAD, COOL PRESIDENT! AFTER IRANIAN NUK DEAL SIGNED, RELIGIOUS LEADERS IN IRAN, REFERRED TO U.S. ADMINISTRATION AS ARROGANT . . . LIKE TELLING A LAWYER JOKE TO AN ATTORNEY, WE DIG THEM, AND DESERVE THEM! LOL!

BREAKFAST LIKE A BOSS!

Butt Hurt; You Don't Just Stop Loving; So We Suck at Our Job; Soon, You'll Have to Get Up for School Anyway! . . . Love Colorful, Rowdy Crew--Missoula, McDrama at McD's . . . Can't Just Fire All of Them!  Lol!

Business Bites . . . there is a reason, old standards, like McDonald's and KOA's stay in business, taking camping to a new level--wi fi at camp grounds!, but the crew at McDonald's in Missoula, is pushing boss, Ronald McDonald and McNuggets, a bit and to my total delight!  LOL!  Last week, on a Saturday, I believe, I headed over to McD's, to sit and listen to my favorite crew of teens, and teen managers . . . bosses don't act any older, nor refrain from McDrama, any better than the rest of the crew, lol, to get breakfast, listen to the work station, get a laugh or two, and watch, as employee after employee shows up with colorful bandana's on their heads, either coordinating with their t-shirts, or clashing big time, too!  LOL!  I asked one of the female employees, with a bright purple bandana and purple shirt, if that was a new McDonald's promotional stunt . . . no, so and so, just showed up at work with all these bandana's, so we all wear them!  LOL!  They are still wearing them, like standard uniforms, still after a week!  I'm Lovin' It!  Fuckin' love colorful people, fresh ideas, independence, the can do it spirit, supportive team work, and a great business atmosphere!  In fact . . . those are the components that make Montana the number one state for new business start ups and enterprenueral enterprises . . . they start young, and everyone who has read studies and reports on successful people, most of them start at fast food restaurants! 

Anyway, last week some management looking guy, walked around with a clip board, making out lists of ways the local McD's could improve, and writing check lists of what needed to be cleaned!  The store manager, laid back, and casual, kept interacting with his staff and crew, while they crawled around on the floor, cleaning floor boards, with me, thinking some kid had escaped Playplace Land!  No, it was just Ms. Purple pretending to be doing what the big guy said . . . until he left, and I saw her rubbing a fellow employees back, while three of the youngsters were on break!  LOL!  I don't know if this McDonald's just gets such a huge drive thru business, and few customers in the actual fast food restaurant, or if the crew, their laughter, swearing, clowning around, planning their next night's activities, drives the customers out!  LOL!  But, I asked the Lady in Purple if is was fun to work at McDonald's, because, it appeared to me, that they didn't give a rat's ass about much, but had a shit load of fun.  She responded . . . it's okay, but there is too much McDrama!  I'm Lovin' It!  LOL!

She did tell me, however, that the area supervisor, told the crew, that someone in the community reported that they were too rowdy!  No, not these guys!  LOL!  I can tell, it fell on deaf ears, because this morning, while I read the newspaper, the bandana's were here to stay, the boys and girls clubs, were trying to figure out which movie the crew should go to this weekend or today . . . no compromises had been met . . . the girls would go to one, and the boys would go to another!  One chick reported that she found a spider crawling on her, so she knowed in on the desk . . . at least she didn't say counter . . . although, I heard that the average person swallows at least or on average 8 spiders a year while they are sleeping, so this is just added protein, but she very satisfied and where the insect landed, said . . . well, at least it is not on me!  LOL . . . customer won't know!  LOL!  If you ever want a laugh, just get something to eat, and sit, in the booths, next to the counter, they are absolutely hilarious and totally oblivious to who, what, when, where or how, something else is going on in the restaurant!  I'm Lovin' It!  The kids are always cool, and they come to me with legal questions, and don't bug me a bit, while I am reading the newspaper, writing my blog, or just hanging around, getting a laugh at their antics . . . because they don't even notice I am there!  LOL!  I'm Lovin' It . . . what can the boss do with them . . . fire all of them?  LOL!  They are a gang, but with different color shirts and bandana's on!  LOL!

Hot Tips!  Independent Spirit, Supportive Business Climate and Customers Help New Business Start-Ups Succeed!

New business bite . . . I was wondering what the Internet Travel Cafe' was about?  Ms. Ruff, out of Billings, I believe, a former travel consultant, has taken what she does best, like we learned at the great, Small Business Opportunity Workshop, I attended, Friday, sponsored by Senator Tester and hhis crew, that you need to stir with what you have . . . create a business around what you do better than anyone else!  Maybe, Ms. Ruff, went to the workshop last year, Senator Tester has sponsored 15 of them around the state, but she took the internet cafe' shop to the next level, and you can drop into the cafe', get some food, use their computers, and book a trip to Hawaii!  I am going to check out the new shop, on Orange Street, between Broadway and Front!

FIGHT OR FLIGHT--FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT--RIGHTS DEFENDERS!

Gotta dig the news staff at the Missoulian, won't bend and be crushed under pressure from new sheriff and sheriff's department!  It is not just bad ass con law chicks like me, who are pressured and challenged, fighting for yours, mine and our rights under the United States Constitution . . . the press gets tremendous pressure, to not write this or that, or to only paint cops in the light they want to be seen in, or a county attorney, judge, elected official, local, state and national officials, but that is not their job.  Reporters have been jailed for not revealing their sources, for writing stories that reflect badly on someone of power and influence, and who knows how many heart attacks, accidents, and other incidents, have taken the lives of reporters, journalists, investigative reporters . . . new movie out, can't remember the name of the guy or the movie, but I remember the story, this guy reported on the activities of the CIA and their involvement in the drug trade both overseas and in here in America . . . I got a $60,000 hit out on me for telling in my blog, that CIA, was running drugs into the Kalispell airport, via private jet, parked near firefighter planes, not where the rest of the private plans and jets were, and then running drugs up over the boarder into Canada!

 

I love what the rights attorneys in China are doing: (1) they are supporting one another!  The Missoulian reporters and this letter to the editor, changed my mind, after being set up on a cop sting last night, by and some of you locals will recognize the guy, the name and the M.O., or modus operenti, because you were also victimized by him . . . I will call him, the judge, the film producer, the cowboy, and the tax evader!  CIA actor, stand in for Judge Robert Allison of Kalispell, documentary film producer, Michael Willis, and tax evader, Michael McClintoch!  A month or so ago, there was an article in the Missoulian, warning citizens in the town, to be wary of this scammer and fraudster, protected, I believe by the feds, or used by the local cops, who are minions, useful idiots, and toy talkers for the feds!  But he showed up at the new, Fresh Market . . . out of the blue, not seeing him, since last summer, when he offered me $200 to have sex with him . . . sting op again, only I would be the one arrested for prostitution, not the fucker begging me for sex and so desperate that he would pay for it!  Of course, being the good lawyer I am . . . I rejected his offer, knowing it was a set up, and cops would be in the wings, but also, wanting to vomit, due to the offeree!  LOL!

 

I should have known that something was up, with dip shit, showing up at the local store, near me, and the Pov, not near Rattlesnake Canyon, where he lives, and hangs out . . . the front page article, on Run-in with a Rattler . . . has a double meaning for me . . . oh, and if we want to get young male readers of the newspaper, keep writing articles like the warning signs and what to watch for and do if you encounter a rattler!  Every young man, who saw that front page article in the Missoulian picked up the newspaper and read the article!  So, good job!  But, within just minutes of acknowledging Mike's presence . . . a city cop pulled up in front of the market, with no disturbance, no altercation or annoyance, so?  And, as I have said in this blog a million times, I always error on the side of safety!  This clown ass cowboy, set me up more than a few times in the past, and of couse the cops failed to do their sting op right, playing the same cook book game, time and time again, but hey, I am not complaining!  Right after I took off, sliding in the shadows back to the safety and security of the Poverello Center, not intending to have dinner, nor necessarily go there, but glad I did, I noticed two girls walking down the street together, and some bike cop came riding up to them on a bike, very close and was checking them out, body, butt, and trying, it appeared to me, to be seeing if they matched my description, having just done what I do best, escaped the sting ops of the cops, for the millionth time!  LOL!  But, he got closer to them and seemed satisfied that they were not me, but the watched was watching the watcher and tracker!  LOL!

Dreamland . . . Three Cops Surrounding the Pov, Then a Sheriff in a Truck!

The boyz yesterday, were city cops, driving the white, red and blue cop cars, or a bike cop with florescent green shirt and black biker pants, the kind the Montana Legislature might have banned in its sweeping ban on yoga type pants, or those that are tight fitting and revealing, like those worn by bikers, in races, like the Tour of Missoula won by the women's team, sponsored by Visit Dallas and the men's team, winning the race, sponsored by Harley Davidson, sidebar here, for new business options and hot tips . . . bikers love beautiful Montana, bring dollars into small rural towns, stay longer as tourists, and spend more money than the average tourist!, but, the yoga pants ban, might have changed the landscape for what many wear, including male ballerinas and swim teams . . .gotta watch exposing that genital area, to the point of rediculous!  LOL, cops included, bike cops that is, like the one looking for me, or so it seemed, doing a fast U turn, hoping to catch me before I got away, for the millionth time!  LOL!  I was safe inside the Pov, with the whole table looking at YOU, look for ME!  LOL!  Or so it seemed . . .

 

But, last night, after getting into it with a chick here at the Pov, who has followed me and seems to turn up all over the place, in Montana, shelters, missions, soup kitchens and what not, out of the blue, seemingly connected with the cops escape, with me thinking she is, due to her presence, her lack of knowledge of her own, alleged, case claiming injury against the Forest Service,and showing up on the eve and on the heels of me writing in my blog about my own, Hot Shot Firefighter Daughter, Greta!  Guess I am just too dumb to see the connection!  LOL!  Who's playing who?  LOL!  But, me and some guy were talking politics and this chick, who just came back from somewhere, was sitting at our table, eating a late dinner, a sack lunch, having missed dinner, because she and Sandra allegedly were having dinner with Rhonda's friend . . . being called back on the job?  But, me and this other guy, who strikes me as undercover also, too well dressed, clean, and very curious about what I think, and even siding with me, when talking about cops being attracted to my sister with the size 44 DDD fake boobs, because, he said, they are just as dumb as she is . . . useful idiots, talking toys!  Like is attracted to like!  LOL!  I told the guy, that it was too soon for me to predict, or even decide myself, I study, watch, read, think and don't side with a party or platform, very independent in my thoughts, positions and picking presidential candidates, like I said in the title, didn't decide on 2008 vote, until I heard that the VA scored McCain, and alleged war hero, giving him an F and then Senator Barack Obama, rating on the grading scale of votes a B! 

 

But I mentioned that I like the candor of Donald Trump, good, bad or ugly, and if I had to vote on experience and resume alone, I would vote for Hillary, as by far, the best and most qualified of the whole bunch, and on a first name bases with foreign leaders of state, having served so well as Secretary of State, and being married to Bill, was a huge plus also, and I trashed the trashy Monika, who while 23, was plenty old enough to know better, as was President Clinton, but relating to ambitious Hillary, being smart enough to know, that with her own ambitions, it was much more in her favor to hang onto the President of the United States, and, like many older couples, the pluses outweigh the minues and advanced age, brings with it, longevities own rewards.  All of the sudden, with mouth full, Rhonda, starts going off on Hillary, screaming for socialist, Bernie Sanders, and raising her hands in the air, and saying that that what that attorney bitch who brought us, Obamacare, ah, really, I said, that was Mitt Romney, excuse me, patterned after Massechusetts Health Care System, and I reminded her that she needed to know the history and get the bigger picture . . . she went on a rampage, yelling, and making a fool of herself, and saying that Hillary needed a good piece of ass . . . and that is when I went ape shit, this is a woman, who has served her country, almost her whole life, either as a spouse or the office holder and appointed person herself, and I am not going to let you say that! 

 

Rhonda said, if Hillary gets elected, she is going to Russia . . . and I said, GOOD RIDANCE!  Then she said, all anyone is going for now days is a piece of ass and pussy, WHAT?  And I corrected her again . . . that may be an insight into whom she works for, these fuckers, my enemies, friends, family, foes, ex-husbands, are wife swappers, polygamists, whoremongers, and bi-sexuals . . . and I asked her if she wasn't talking about herself, becuase3 that clearly doesn't describe ME, never did, never has, never will, that I am ruled by my head, not my pussy or some penis!  By that time, we had everyone's attention that was lining up in line to check in . . . after Rhonda, thankfully left, while I took off to do my chore, after speaking my mind . . . sick of people being trashed that are givers, and that bitch, I asked her, what did you do today to serve your country, what did you do yesterday to serve your country, then shut the fucking hell up and move to RUSSIA!  When I came back to the table, I just sat down as if nothing happened, and Rhonda, whom I could tell wasn't up to tangling with me, being meaner than a rattler, when provoked, had her earphones in and was acting like she wasn't embarrassed and then got up and left, some chick at the table, under her voice, as if to not be heard by the majority of Montanans, who think it a travesty to have a woman, most qualified as she is, be the president of the United States, softly and smartly said, I like Hillary . . . so do I!  I saw Rhonda, suffling down the street, and she was in bed when I got to the dorm!  Can't stand that bitch and she is probably suppose to get me pissed off, and get me kicked out of the Poverello . . . court has taught me, to be extremely cutting, while being in complete control!  LOL!

EXPERIENCE COUNTS, GODDAMN IT!  COPS, DUMB ASSES, BOOB LOVERS, HEELS OVER HEAD . . . KEEP WHOM YOU WANT TO FUCK, SEPARATED FROM WHO IS MOST QUALIFIED TO BE AN ATTORNEY, OR ME, IN THIS CASE, ME--NOBODY IS MORE QUALIFIED TO BE ME, THAN ME . . . AND PRESIDENT IN HILLARY'S CASE!

I am going to mention this here, because, I think it is worth mentioning, and noted . . . I met another, whom I would classify as one of the cop babes, if you could call her that, but she came to the Durango Shelter, and I met her outside, the check in office, and she tried hard to make friends, much like Rhonda . . . but, like is attracted to like and generally, I can't stand these chicks anymore than I can my sisters and alleged friends, whom have joined forces against me, much like Hillary's many enemies, whom are green with jealousy and envy, as women, whom have not taken advantage of their options in today's modern world, where women can be whatever and whomever they want to be, including President of the United States!  But, in a moment of honesty, revelation, resolve, or depression, Jennifer, probably not her real name, Rhonda too, or story not her story, or after a year of bugging the shit out of me on her case, and wanting me to help her blog, she can't even write out a fucking timeline, my bottomline test to see how serious some bitch is abou her own case . . . oh, no, I don't think I can do that, WHAT?  Then why in the hell would I want to help you . . . I only work as hard as my clients work, and fuck you!

 

But, this chick, looked great, but went on a total roughage diet of fruits and veggies, and kept telling me, they . . . sound familiar, told her she needed to lose weight, too heavy, and she would slip into some inferences of sexual abuse, capture, being used, etc., but she would never elaborate!  This chick would spend her whole day, either trying to figure out what, where, I was going and whom I was going to be with, following me at times, getting up at that crack of dawn, not natural for her, but very natural for me, and trying to either get me in trouble, or find out what I was up to for the day . . . but, she spent the days, I ditched her sorry, pathetic ass, day in and day out, and the rest of the day, she spent, going up and down that damned hill, going up to the Manna Soup Kitchen and the Durango Community Shelther . . . I made sure, I only had to do it once a day, that was planned!  This chick looked really good, dressed, but naked, probably didn't cut mustard, and she was shell shocked, and driven to the point of hurting her body, to be the size they wanted her to be!  Rhonda is bone ass thin also . . . one size doesn't fit all, GROW THE FUCK UP!  Michael McClintoch has put on a shit load of weight, are you riding his ass just as hard?  Shit, men have half the body fat, and twice the muscle to burn the fat, so grow the fuck up and learn a bit about female anatomy, they fucking stop their periods if they get under a certain percentage of body fat!  Ths chick had constant diarriah . . . sorry, NSA fuckers turned spell check off, probably will delete this blog, or change it to be more suitable and favorable, control the press at all costs!  Which gets me back to my dream . . .

Dead Tired, Took Two Dreams to Get Me Out of Bed and Out the Door By 5:30 A.M. and Down the Street to Have "Breakfast Like a Boss!"

In the first dream, I had what I would call and aerial view of the Poverello Center from above, and I could see the entire yard, building and all, and there were three, black and white sheriff's, squad cars, sitting and waiting at the three exists from the building.  I thought, please, God, don't tell me that, and at this point, I don't fucking care, I am tired and rolled over and went back to sleep.  In the next dream, I was walking down the street and just one black and white, pulled over and started to harass me, stopping to ask me something . . . it was a truck, the sheriff himself?  I asked him if he had any probable cause to stop me, detain me, and ask me anything?  That was the end of that dream . . . I was a bit more responsive, but not anymore inclined to get out of bed, rationalizing that, I didn't get caught in the first dream, and in the second dream, it just stopped . . . but, then, I heard a locker slam, and that reminded me of what a jail cell door sounds like . . . and I packed up all my shit and was going to head up to Kalispell and out of town, as I have been going to do, on several occassions since coming less than a month ago . . .

 

But as I read the newspaper, about the rights attorneys from China, and the reporters and the Missoulian . . . and the chick who, may have been murdered, with the Texas cops claiming she hung herself . . . cracking down in America on FEMALE civil rights and social activists, with this chick writing on social media about cop killings and police brutality . . . stopping a potential problem before it starts?  But, I decided, not only did I have fodder to fight the fuckers with, but I was, getting some street help and fellow freedom fighters in the press, making it seem more possible to stay at least until my three month swimming pass at the Aquatic Center is done . . . digging the hell out of the swimming . . . stopped at all gyms, health clubs, and swimming, over the last three years . . . last thing these fuckers want, is me thin . . . look like I did when everyone knew me, and Rachel would look like the big moose cow, she is!  LOL, boobs or not, I am better looking and the boyz club knows it!  LOL . . . dread of dread, beat her on their own standards!

 MISSOULIAN . . . THANKS FOR THE GREAT NEWS REPORTING, ENTIRE NEWSPAPER IS UNDERLINED, STARRED AND NOTES ALL OVER THE MARGINS!  AND THANKS FOR STANDING UP TO THE SHERIFF . . . WHO MADE HIM GOD OF THE PRESS?  I TOOK AN OATH, TO DEFEND, PROTECT AND PRESERVE THE U.S. AND STATE CONSTITUTIONS, NOT BOW DOWN TO SOME FUCKING COP!

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