Sunday, February 7, 2016

NSA, NSA, NSA--EVEN STEALING RELIGION! CELEBRATE LOVE! EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE A LOVER! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE . . . HOW WONDERFUL! ONE WEEK UNTIL VALENTINE'S DAY! KISSES, LOVES, HUGS, BUNDLES OF ROSES! JESUS LOVES ME! HE MAY BE THE ONLY ONE, BUT, HELL THAT'S A START! LOL! GREAT CHURCH THIS MORNING . . . "OPEN BIBLE CHURCH" . . . I GOT TO RIDE IN A VAN, THAT PICKED US UP AT THE SHELTER, BILLINGS, AND 5 OF THE 9 RIDERS GOT BAPTIZED TODAY! WELCOME TO THE COMMUNITY OF GOD, THROUGH JESUS CHRIST! THAT REMINDED ME, NOT ONLY OF MY OWN BAPTISM, AT AGE 8, BUT IT TOOK ME TO THE RIVER JORDAN, WHERE JOHN THE BAPTIST, BAPTIZED CHRIST, BY IMMERSION, AS THE PASTOR DID THIS MORNING, TO FULFILL ALL RIGHTEOUSNESS AND THE LAW! THE OLD MAN OR WOMAN, IS BURIED IN THE WATER, SYMBOLIC OF THE GRAVE, AND THE NEW MAN OR WOMAN COMES OUT OF THE WATER, LIKE THE RESURRECTION OR THE NEW PERSON, BEING CLEANSED IN THE RIVER OR THE WATER, CLEAN AND PURE, TO A NEW LIFE! HOW REFRESHING! THE GIFT OF GRACE . . . HIS GRACE IS ENOUGH, IS ENOUGH FOR ME! AMAZING GRACE, HOW SWEET IT IS! GOD IS ON THE MOVE,ON THE MOVE HALLELUJAH, IN MANY MIGHTY WAYS, ON THE MOVE TODAY! 300 PLUMBERS, FROM ACROSS MICHIGAN, WENT DOWN TO FLINT, MICHIGAN, AND INSTALLED WATER FILTERS, ON ALL THE HOMES OF THE FLINT CITY RESIDENTS--MOST LIVING UNDER THE POVERTY LINE, WHO HAVE BEEN DRINKING LEAD FILLED WATER! NOW THAT IS FUCKING COOL! GOD IS ON THE MOVE, IN MANY MIGHTY WAYS! CELEBRATE LOVE! THAT STORY REMINDS ME OF THE LOCAL PLUMBER'S TRUCK, THAT I SAW IN BILLINGS, MONTANA, ONLY IN MONTANA . . . THERE IS A PICTURE, THAT TYPIFIES ALL THE JOKES ABOUT PLUMBERS BUTT'S AND PLUMBER'S CRACKS, AS THEY WORK ON YOUR SINK AND PLUMBING! THE GUY IN THE TRUCK PICTURE HAS A TIE-DIE COLORFUL HIPPIE T-SHIRT, THAT EXPOSES, THE TRICKS AND TRAITS OF THE TRADE! LOL! FUN TRUCK, GREAT MEN, WHO WENT TO FLINT! KISSES, LOVE . . .

Preaching Without a License!
Like I have always said, everything is symbolic!  I wanted to go to church today, but I was too lazy and there was a bit of a wind, so I opted to stay warm and inside, for the day, and read, this book, called, And Nothing But the Truth: Real-life Stories of Americans Defending Their Faith and Protecting Their Families, by Jay Sekulow and Keith Fournier, of the American Center for Law and Justice, the public interest law and education law firm, funded and supported by Pat Robertson, and connected with his college . . . I had finished reading the HOLY BIBLE, placed by The Gideons, with a reading list, of about four pages of scriptures, dealing with: (1) help in time of need; (2) historical highlights in the Bible; (3) spiritual standards; (4) dynamic doctrines; and (5) practical precepts . . . and by the time, I was done reading, the list of scriptures, I had done a pretty good, refresher course on the Bible, and it was fast, fun, and I loved checking off the reading list, and it was much faster, than reading the Bible, slogging through it, one verse at a time, which would have taken me months!  But about 10:30 A.M., Martha, came downstairs, all dressed to kill or really get baptized, but I didn’t know, she was killing or laying to rest her old self, so she could become a new person.  I asked her if she was going to church and she said, yes, a van is suppose to pick me up any minute now.  And as promised it did and I hitched a ride . . . and I am so glad I did, talk about a spiritual feast, as all churches are to me, it was highly symbolic, of where I am in life, what I feel, inclined through the spirit to do, basically, Open the Bible--Open Bible Church, being a new person, in Christ, or at least trying to be, and perhaps, exposing some of my reading audience, to a church without walls, a church without borders, a church without nations . . . moving toward, a HEAVENLY WORLD!

I was raised reading the King James Version of the Bible, so I was unfamiliar with the terminology, of a HEAVENLY WORLD, but in light of all the things, I have been pushing in this blog, that of peace, love, humanity, seeing all nations, people, religions, creeds, and mankind, as just brothers and sisters, all children of one loving and great God, regardless of what you call him/her, being saved by a savior, the literal son of God, and if you want, you can see him as a great teacher; however, in full and fair disclosure, I see him, as the mighty counselor, the great I AM, the savior of the world, and the hope for all of us, whether in Russia, Libya, Nigeria, Australia, Britain the Congo, China, etc.  I was struck, as I read some of the recommended scriptures, and part of the reason, I am doing this, while not ordained, not anointed, not trained in the ministry, without a degree, without purse or script, just going, straight from where I am, basically, a sinner, sharing some of the insights, I have learned and found, as I have taken the journey to knowing my savior, who literally, in the last few years, said to me: “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.”  Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.  Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ’s sake.  For when I am weak, then I am strong.  II Corinthians 12: 9, 10.

We Are Too Much With the World

What would a Heavenly world look like?  The scriptures clearly tell us, from the words of Jesus:
  • I have given them Your word; and the world has hated them because they are not of the world, just as I am not of the world.
  • That they all may be one, as You, Father, are in Me, and I in You; that they also may be one in Us, that the world may believe that You sent Me.
  • I in them, and You in Me; that they may be made perfect in one, and that the world may know that You have sent Me, and have loved them as You have loved Me.
  • O righteous Father!  The world, has not known You, but I have known You, and these have known that You sent Me.
  • And I have declared to them Your name, and will declare it, that the love with which You loved Me may be in them, and I in them.

When I read these words, knowing that Jesus himself, said these, I can also, say, that because I have known God, and have felt his love, and want them or you, to know, that you also can know his love for you, as an individual, as he has known me, and hopefully, give you some insights, into some of the reasons, I have learned, just how much he has loved me, tolerates, me screaming, swearing, yelling at him, getting pissed off, that he doesn’t violate the laws of nature, or his own, laws, and take away my enemies, free agency, and destroy them, for me, if he is the one to bring vengeance on them, why not now!?  LOL!  And like a loving father, he says, through this word:
  • Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse.  Ouch!
  • Do not set your mind on high things, but associate with the humble.  Do not be wise in your own opinion.  Are you serious?
  • Repay no one evil for evil.  Have regard for good things in the sight of all men.  That’s ridiculous, and no fun.
  • If it is possible, as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men.  Okay, I’ll try.
  • Beloved, do not avenge yourselves, but rather give place to wrath; for it is written, Vengeance is Mine, I will repay, says the Lord.  Could you get with it?  LOL!
  • Therefore, If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him a drink; for in so doing you will heap coals of fire on his head.  Now that is more like it!  LOL!
  • Do not be overcome with evil, but overcome evil with good.  Maybe, I can do that.

More Advice for the World . . . We Are All In This Together . . . We Are All Guilty!

  • Do not love the world or the things in the world.  If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him.
  • For all that is in the world--the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life--is not of the Father but is of the world.
  • And the world is passing away, and the lust of it; but he who does the will of God abides forever.
  • In flaming fire taking vengeance on those who do not know God, and on those who do not obey the gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ.
  • Therefore we also pray always for you that our God would count you worthy of this calling, and fulfill all the good pleasure of His goodness and the work of faith with power.
I could not find the scripture, that will really put the fear of God in you . . . something about it is a terrible thing, and God is one to fear . . . but, obviously, God wanted me to let you see, that first he loves you, and if he can use me and loves me, then there is hope for everyone.

Course of Study . . . Holy Bible by The Gideons

Now, where can you get a hold of one of these Bibles . . . well, the Gideons, place Bibles in almost every hotel and motel room, and I would assume, they intend that you take these, rather than the towels, and swanky hotel, monogrammed bathrobes!  LOL!  We will get to the 10 COMMANDMENTS, but, as far as I know, and you might want to ask the hotel or motel clerk, if it is okay if you take one of these Bibles, I believe the Gideons, hand them out for free, and it is their goal to get a Bible in the hands of every person, they can.  And, as an added bonus, they are, commemorating more than 100 Years of Bible distribution.  If you desire to contact Gideons in this area or in your area, please consult the local telephone directory.  I learned about the Gideon’s mission, through a Gideon, who came and preached, handing out, free Bibles, at the Butte Rescue Mission.  The Gideon International, P.O. Box 140800, Nashville, TN  37214-0800 or www.gideons.org.  Let’s make this 100 year a celebration year, and contact these fine folks, and get a great, free Bible . . . and I would imagine, for those who do not dare steal one from your next vacation, or work travel junket, you might be able to get it through your local book store?

Every person, I talked to, and showed them the list of scripture readings and breakdowns, that I read in three days, tried to dissuade me, from, studying the Bible this way?  I don’t know why, I would think, that God is just glad to have me, Opening the Bible, regardless of which version of the Bible, I read, or which study guide I follow?  Like I said, or rather Jesus said, we are too much with the world, and that goes for even reading the Bible . . . just be happy, people are getting into the word, that is what saves them, not the preacher, not the church, not the version of scriptures, but the word of God, through his son, Jesus Christ, as he taught and lived by his living, breathing example, and through the words of his chosen disciples.  Who gives a rat’s ass, if we go from “0” to even a “5” in our scripture reading, that was “5” more than I did last year!  LOL!  And, I would guess, that would go for the rest of you.  This is basically, going to be, Bible Study 101 . . . and for those of you, who don’t want to be confused with the technical names of the books in the Old and mainly the New Testament, because Jesus came, not to fulfill the law, but to do way with the Law of Moses, with Moses, serving as symbolic prototype of Christ, leading the Children of Israel to the Promised Land . . . hopefully with the good graces of God, I can take you one step closer, to understanding God’s love your his children, even the more difficult ones . . . and he chastens those he loves, so take it like a loved son or daughter, with a parent, who cares about your eternal salvation!

I Do Not Support One Church Over Another!

I would recommend, that if you don’t have a church, you are currently attending, because, this stuff that I am doing, is not to replace any church, ever, never, keep going . . . this is more for those of you, who really don’t know God at all, nor, understand the love Jesus Christ has for you, and I have found, like the words from the song we sang for worship this morning . . . Your love never fails, you never give up, never give up on me . . . he has started a work in you, and he intends to finish it!  I have felt the spirit in every church I have ever gone to, unless, I personally, have not been willing or open to the spirit.  Christ says, I stand at the door and knock . . . and it is you who has to open the door and let him in your life.  One thing you might consider, is going to your neighborhood church, where you find people who are from the same neighborhood as you, and who can be a support to you and to your family.  Or, if you were raised in one faith, and one religion, you might try attending the church or your youth.  Or, bloom where you are planted, I generally, attend the church, that picks me up at some mission or shelter, and they have all been great, hell, I was bawling my eyes out, singing the first one, and the message was absolutely great, and really was, right where I am, dealing with the Apostle Paul the greatest missionary who ever lived, a lawyer, a Roman citizen, and ego maniac, human as you can get, formerly persecuted Christians, even had them killed, was at the stoning of Stephen!  I have always loved his writing and he goes right to the heart of what we need to do, and he warns us, through his letters, not to use legalese, in our path to God, we don’t need, some things, religions and churches like to use, dogma, liturgy and such, these are just traditions of man, not, necessary for salvation from God . . . Paul cuts to the chase, and doesn’t mince words, and I dig the hell out of the guy, always have, always will, and now that I am a lawyer, dig him more than ever!

Crazy Telling Dream Last Night . . . Very  Symbolic!

Like I said, never underestimate the power of dreams, the influence of the spirit, making intercession through your dreams, revealing what it is God wants you to either know, understand, or the paths he wants you to take.  Okay, so yesterday, I spent all day, either reading the Bible, or reading the book on the United States Supreme Court, rulings, on issues regarding, Freedom of Religion or the lack thereof . . . and I have been contemplating, entering a religious training program through the Montana Rescue Mission, going to class 7 to 8 hours a day, learning and studying the scriptures and then, seeing how that applies to my life and what impact, the word, has on worldly affairs and current events, even politics.  So with that in mind, I lay my head down for restful slumber, until about 1:00 A.M.

Straight is the Path and Narrow is the Way, That Leads to Eternal Life!

In this dream, I was at a movie theater, and as I approached the refreshment stand, my cousin, Edward Southwick, was getting a soda, and I actually turned one down, so what I am going in real life showed up in my dream, good job, JoAnn, and he said hello, and we have not seen each other for a while, and it appeared that he wanted me to join him, in the movie.  Of course, I told him, I had to go to the bathroom, whether I need to or not, it is psychological, because, I don’t want to get in the movie and then miss the good parts, having to leave, and find the bathroom.  So, I go to the bathroom, but there is no stalls, nor toilets, but there is red carpet, I would say, symbolic of Hollywood, and I just peed all over it!  I thought that was out of character, and strange, and I guess that means, after looking at the whole dream, that, like I said in other blogs, the devious maids, were swapped for the celebrity, and they were given stardom, from my good deeds and works, while they have held me a slave, giving no choice but to hang out with the humble and throw off the things of the world!  So that is the first, of three segments . . .

When I came out of the bathroom, I was standing on a very narrow, walkway of some sort, making think, of the scriptures dealing with, the narrow pathway to God, to salvation, and only by and through Jesus Christ, can we be saved and few there be that find it.  On, both sides of me, there was this very steep, decline, kind of in a circle, appearing, that, anything, but where I was standing, was a movement down, or in decline, so, in my normal, impetuous way, I chose the right hand, as in the right hand of God, no, I wasn’t thinking, anything religious in the dream, but, I actually had to slide on my butt, down this first, red carpet, then, it turned to linoleum, making it very slippery, so I just sat down.  At the bottom, I came out into this, kind of like, outside, bowl, of sagebrush, or Brigham grass, as it is called in some parts of Utah, and it is all over the west side of Utah, very remenicent of the Utah desert.  There were people running for cover under trees, that surrounded this bowl-like open space, with sagebrush, and running at people, trying to head but them, was this sheep or lamb . . . but it was not a clean lamb, but it was dripping with black oil!

Edward, who was dressed in a very nice, light blue dress shirt, and gray dress pants, simply stepped aside, and I danced back and forth, trying to avoid contact with the wild, dirty lamb or sheep, as did everyone else, but, I seemed to have more difficulty, dodging the animal; however, my brother, Richard, who allegedly died, back 10 to 15 years ago, was wearing Levi’s and a button down, shirt, and he did the exact opposite of the rest of us, and he dove right on top of the sheep or lamb, and took it to the ground, much like a bull dogger in the rodeo would do, landing on it and containing it.  Now the interesting thing about this is that, Edward, took his name off the records of the Mormon Church, shortly after his Mormon mission, he was the first of about 36 Southwick cousins, I was excommunicated, and rebaptised, later, to only ask again to have my name removed from the records of the church, which never happened, and I would say, I have had a much harder time, disavowing the religion of my youth than Edward.  But the fact that the lamb was dirty, and with oil, the Mormon church entanglement with the Bushes, through the law enforcement community, with the church becoming more like a political organization, than a church, at least in my world of law, in Utah, and in my cases, given Mitt Romney . . . of all my brothers and sisters, Richard, epitomizes, Mormon Church the most, he was employed by the church . . . had 10 kids, most likely to get into fringe doctrine, damnit, the library is closing.

The last segment, there was a dark haired movie star, then a blur, then a blonde with very short hair, and for some reason, I thought of Lady Gaga, wearing a blonde, short wig, and then it went blurred again, and then, some figures, looking like small children, emerged, looking naked at first, then, in focus, looked to be wearing swimming suits and running through sprinklers in the backyard . . . I would say, the movie, is about as coherent as, all this made up bull shit, with the alleged, movie, version, or Hollywood version of my life, with sisters and others playing me!  And for FBI or whomever, to figure out what is going on, or to fill in the gaps, they have to go back, literally to my childhood, and see, my brothers and sisters, to find me again, buried.  Anyway, got to go!

Friday, February 5, 2016

ELECTRIFYING. PREDATOR ROUNDUP! "CALL SET DIVERT" . . . BLOCKED OFF THE INTERNET THIS MORNING, THEN GOT A PHONE CALL, TWO RINGS, STOP, CATCH QUICK MESSAGE, "CALL SET DIVERT." NICE . . . I TRIED TO CALL BACK, ON A RESTRICTED NUMBER, EITHER GOVERNMENT, COURTS OR COPS! NICE. HOW MANY CALLS AM I MISSING? HOW MANY CONTACTS? HOW MANY JOB OFFERS? SPEAKING ENGAGEMENTS, ARE BEING DIVERTED? LUCKILY MY KIDS CAN CALL ME, BUT THAT IS IT! THEY HAVE DIVERTED THOSE CALLS BEFORE TOO! GOD ONLY KNOWS! CHICKEN SHIT ASSHOLES . . . HOW CAN YOU NOT BELIEVE WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME? 810 OR SO BLOGS . . . COME ON, DAILY SHIT! IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO SWEAR ON THE INTERNET, ROUND-UP THE PREDATORS! THIS IS SIMPLY, UNCONSTITUTIONAL AND UN-AMERICAN! WHATEVER, RIGHT? GOP NOMINATES DONALD TRUMP FOR NOBEL PEACE PRIZE? YOU GOT TO BE MOSQUEING ME! LOL! I HAVE HEARD IT ALL . . . TRASHES WOMEN, DISABLED, HISPANICS, MUSLIMS, WANTS A MILITARY SO BIG, THAT NO ONE WILL MESS WITH US . . . I GUESS THAT IS ONE WAY TO PEACE, BUT HOW MUCH MORE DEBT DO WE WANT TO OWE TO CHINA? MEXICO TAKING OVER OR BACK AMERICA WITHOUT A SHOT, CHINA JUST HAS TO CALL IN OUR DEBT! THE CLOWNS BEHIND TRUMP ARE ALSO THE ONES TAKING MY PHONE CALLS, AND JUST LIKE IN THE MOVIE, WHITE PLAINS CITY, NORTH DAKOTA, REALITY TV SHOW, HOLLYWOOD MEETS COUNTRY FOLK SHOW--MURDERS SURROUNDING STATE HOCKEY CHAMPIONSHIP, MURDERS, BLANCA CHAMPION, ALLEGED HOT STARLET? UGLY, VALLEY GIRL SHIT! . . . IT IS ALL STAGED AND FAKE AS HELL! CIA NEEDS TO CHECK, BACKGROUNDS, DO YA THINK? ANY RISING STARS, ARE PSYCHOPATHIC PREDATORS--PILLOW PETS, AND NEED TO BE ARRESTED AS FRAUDS! THEY SURE AS HELL ARE NOT ME! THEY MAY BE FASTER PUSSYCATS, THE WAY THE BOYZ CLUB LIKES "EM, BUT DO NOT HUMILIATE A SERIOUS CONTRIBUTOR TO THE LEGAL COMMUNITY AND COUNTRY! FOR GOD'S SAKE! HOLY SHIT! OH, HERE IS THE NUMBER THAT CALLED ME, THAT WAS DIVERTED: #4916094610108, THAT MAY GIVE YOU SOME EXTRA AMMO AGAINST THE PREDATORS, EXTRA NUMBERS, MEANS SOMETHING? I JUST LOOKED UP THE AREA CODE ON WIKI, AND ALONG WITH THOSE, PREVIOUS WIKI SEARCHES CAME UP TOO . . . "PRESIDENTIAL EXECUTIVE ORDERS" AND OH, THE OTHER ONE IS GONE, BUT VERY TELLING TOO. OKAY, SO SHERLOCK "JOANN" HOLMES, WILL ASSUME, THAT THE "49" IS THE DIVERTED CODE OR THE CAUSE OF THE EXCHANGE . . . THEN YOU HAVE A "1" WHICH IS THE ACCESS TO LONG DISTANCE, AND THE 609 AREA CODE, GOES BACK TO NEW JERSEY--JERSEY BOYZ, TRENTON, PRINCETON . . . KENNEDY'S ALMAMATUER, SO, IS GOVERNOR CHRIS CHRISTIE CALLING ME TO HELP ON HIS CAMPAIGN? SURE, I AM READY, WILLING AND ABLE! LOL! I AM NOT SURE HOW YOU CAN REACH ME, WITH MY CALLS, BEING DIVERTED TO MY GOVERNMENT DOUBLES, BUT KEEP TRYING . . . I WILL TRY TO PICK UP FASTER! THOSE LITTLE FASTER PUSSYCATS--NO THEY JUST PROGRAM MY CELL PHONE AND COMPUTER THROUGH THE NSA! LOL! WHAT A FUCKING JOKE, RATHER THAN ADMITTING THEY HAVE BEEN BEATEN SINGLE HANDED BY THIS BAD ASS BLOGGER, THEY HAVE THE MANTRA, "WE WILL NEVER GIVE UP" . . . I THINK, MY ALLEGED DOUBLE, SISTER, RACHEL--BLANCA CHAMPION--YEAH--SHE IS PRETTY BLANK MINDED, AT BEST, SAID THAT, ON THE ONLY THING, COMPETITIVE, I HAVE EVER SEEN HER GO FOR IT, AND THAT WAS ON SOME GO CARTS, UP IN OCEAN PARK, WHERE CHRIS HICKEY, HER EX'S PARENTS HAVE A TRAILER AND SOME LAND--SHE WAS PRETTY DAMNED AGRESSIVE! LOL! BRING IT! WHAT A FUCKING JOKE . . . BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, TURNED "BAD ASS JESUS FREAK?" MAYBE . . . SIGN ON THE CHURCH I WAS ENTICED TO GO TO, LAST SUNDAY, SEEING THEY WERE SERVING UP, A SERMON OF "BRAIN FOOD," FOR SUNDAY SCHOOL, BUT I LOST THE CHURCH, GOING STRAIGHT ON 1ST AVE, RATHER THAN TURNING RIGHT ON, 27TH . . . COOL SIGN ON THE, I THINK, FIRST COMMUNITY, UNITED CHURCH? "BE THE CHURCH: FIGHT FOR THE POWERLESS!" PRECISELY WHAT THE GOSPEL TEACHES US . . . TRUE RELIGION: (1) VISIT THE FATHERLESS AND THE WIDOW; (2) CLOTH THE NAKED, FEED THE HUNGRY, VISIT THE PRISONER, AND (3) HAVE CHARITY, OR THE PURE LOVE OF CHRIST . . . ALRIGHT, I HAVE RUN FROM NINEIVA FOR TWO YEARS, BEEN IN THE BELLY OF THE BEAST FOR FOUR, A SIGHT LONGER THAN JOHAH, IN THE BELLY OF THE WHALE OR LARGE FISH . . . I KNOW THE CIA WANTS THEIR GIRL FRIDAY, RACHEL BABY, TO BE THE RELIGIOUS TEACHER, SHE IS NOT . . . BUT, THERE IS A PROGRAM THROUGH THE MONTANA RESCUE MISSION, WHERE I CAN SPEND ABOUT 8 HOURS A DAY, LEARNING ABOUT THE SCRIPTURES, THE BIBLE AND ALSO, WORLD VIEWS OR POLITICS! WOW, SOUNDS LIKE MY CUP OF TEA! BUT, THE PROBLEM IS, I HAVE TO COMMIT TO 12 TO 14 MONTHS . . . RACH ARE YOU WILLING? NAH, THE PUSSYCATS, DON'T EVER HAVE TO STAY IN A SHELTER, THEY THE JERSEY BOYZ OR THE CIA, JUST PAY EVERYONE ON STAFF, TO SAY RACHEL, THE CHICK TO COVER THE RELIGIOUS ME, IN THIS "360 DEGREE OFFICE SOLUTION" GAME! SISTER SUE, MIGHT BE BETTER AT THAT, I KNOW THAT SHE HAS AT LEAST READ THE BIBLE! I THINK, I KNOW SHE HAS READ THE BOOK OF MORMON, LIKE ALL GOOD LITTLE MORMON MUFFINS, THE BIBLE MIGHT BE BEYOND HER JOB PAY SCALE! LOL! LIFE IS INTERESTING . . . WE'LL SEE WHERE IT TAKES ME . . . SURELY HASN'T BEEN TO THE RICH SIDE OF TOWN, FOR THE LAST 4 YEARS! THE SLUGS AND LEACHES ARE IN THAT SECTION OF ANY CITY, I VENTURE INTO . . . I'M BUILT TOUGH! GOD KNOWS I CAN HANDLE IT! MONTANA LEGISLATORS--WE NEED A FUCKING CRIMINAL RECORD CLEARING STATUTE OR LAW, EXPUNGEMENT LAW, THE COURT'S HANDS ARE TIED, UNTIL THERE IS A LAW! I MADE A HALF ASSED ATTEMPTED, LAST SESSION, BUT, I AM GOING TO HAVE TO BABYSIT IT THROUGH THE LEGISLATURE, IF ONE OF THE ATTORNEYS DON'T PICK UP THE FIGHT . . . LOOK AT IS LIKE REPENTANCE . . . ONCE SOMEONE HAS DONE THEIR TIME, PAID THEIR FINES AND FEES, DONE THEIR COMMUNITY SERVICE OR WHATEVER, PROBATION . . . THEY SHOULD BE ABLE TO HAVE A NEW START: (1) 3 YEARS AFTER A MISDEMEANOR; AND (2) 5 YEARS AFTER A FELONY. THERE ARE FAR TOO MANY PEOPLE, HANGING AT SHELTERS, MAINLY BECAUSE OF OLD STAINS ON THEIR RECORDS, SOME UP TO 27 YEARS! MONTANA CAN BE TOUGH ON CRIME, WITHOUT RUINING SOMEONE'S LIFE, FOREVER! SEPARATE DUI CHARGES FROM YOUR OTHER CRIMES! NOW IS THE TIME TO START WORKING FOR NEXT SESSION! THANKS!

Thursday, February 4, 2016

BUCKING HORSE SALE. SUN-KISSED GOODNESS. FISH--REEL FUN! HOLLOWMAN/MEN. PILLOW PETS. PENETRATING THE CIA (CATS), SPOOK, BRIDGE OF SPIES! DREAM COUPLET: (1) BIG CATS--FEMALE LIONS, TIGERS (ROGUE CATS), MOUNTAIN LIONS--LYS--LYONS!, RUNNING LOSE OVER FIELDS, GRASSLANDS, MOUNTAINS . . . I AM TRYING TO PROTECT SELF AND YOUNG, IT SEEMS, AND AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT AND WISHES, DADDY BEAR, SECRIST, GRABS A RIFLE AND SAYS HE IS GOING TO TAKE OUT THE CATS! IF YOU CAN DECIPHER THE CODE, THE SYMBOLISM, THE ROLES AND THE RELEVANCE, THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT AND WHO IT WOULD TAKE TO STRAIGHTEN THIS MESS OUT, IN A NEW YORK SECOND! A SALIENT POINT--NO MALE LIONS, WITH MANES, OR THE CIA CAT KINGS, ARE NOT IN ON THE GIG, TIGERS, DON'T BELONG IN THE COLOR SCHEME OF THINGS--ORANGE AND BLACK STRIPES--REST BEIGE OR TAN, MAIN DUDES, UNAWARE OF THIS HOLLOWMAN/MEN GAMES, THE TROUBLE WITH NO SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE, AND 70% PLUS CIA ASSETS, MORMONS BECAUSE OF MO MISSIONS AROUND THE WORLD AND LANGUAGE SKILLS--DANGER, DANGER, WHEN MITT BOY WAS RUNNING FOR OFFICE, AND I HAD A $357 SECURITIES CASE, AGAINST THE STATE OF MORMON, THAT HAD GOALS OF A MORMON PRESIDENT FOR THE WORLD! ONE FUCKING SCARY THOUGHT! DREAM (2) WICKED ATTRACTION, FEMALE EQUIVALENT TO HOLLOWMAN, IS, "ONE FOR THE MONEY, KAY BABY (BURNINGHAM, BUTTARS, AKA, SECRIST/STUART/STEWART (HAVE THE NSA PULL UP, MS. BURNINGHAM'S OLD HOMEPAGE, QUICKLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION FOR MONTHS, AFTER I DISCOVERED THAT SHE WAS WITH MITT ROMNEY, MARCH 27, 2012, THE DAY AFTER MY SECURITIES CASE WAS DOUBLE DOCKETED, WITH THE WIN AND THE MONEY GOING WITH THE FORGER, AND THE TERMINATION OF THE CASE AND THE LOSS (BUT ONLY TO ME, NOT THE NATION OF FINANCIAL PLANNERS AND WEALTH MANAGERS, WHO MAKE BIG ASS REPUBLICAN DONATIONS), GOING WITH THE BRILLIANT ATTORNEY, ME, WHO DID THE CASE AND SAVED IT AS LATE AS MARCH 9, 2012, FOR A FEDERAL HEARING, THE STEAL AND DEAL TEAM DIDN'T COUNT ON ME FILING ON MY WAY TO BEING SWORN IN TO THE U.S. SUPREME'S BAR ASSOCIATION, BEING PULLED OUT OF THE GRAND COUNTY JAIL, IN ON "CONTEMPT FOR COURT" CHARGES, WITH LITTLE VERY "AVERAGE" ATTORNEY, THE CIA ANSWER FOR ME, KAY BABY UNABLE TO FINISH THE CASE! OR MY ASS WOULD HAVE BEEN IN FEDERAL DETENTION, FEMA CAMP PRISON! THANK GOD FOR HER INCOMPETENCE! AND GREED! . . . KAY, THE LITTLE BALLERINA, IS SEEN FROM AN AREAL SHOT, HOVERING ABOVE A HIGH SCHOOL GYMNASIUM, WHERE KAY GOT STUCK, LIKE A HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL PLAYER, GOING BACK OR STAYING IN THEIR GLORY DAYS! LOL! THE LAST TIME, KAY, COULD BE CONSIDERED AN EQUAL. SHE SURE AS HELL WASN'T AS AN ATTORNEY, THAT IS WHY IT TOOK AN ARMY OF LIARS, NATIONWIDE, TO PROTECT HER SORRY FLAT ASS--CERTAINLY NOT THIS "BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK ATTORNEY". . . HIGH SCHOOL CHUMS, UTAH LEGAL COMMUNITY, SOUTHWICK FAMILY--SUCCESS NOT AS UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL, WITH KAY WEARING IT, AND SHE REALLY DIDN'T DO THE STUFF I DID, SO FAMILY FRIENDLY PAL, PALPABLE TO HAVE AROUND, NIXING SIBLING RIVALRY, JEALOUSY AND ENVY, PLUS DADDY WANNA BE ATTORNEY, IN A VERY MATERIALISTIC FAMILY, WITH THE SISTER, WHO CHASED DREAMS AND THE MONEY FOLLOWED, HAVING HEARD AT A VERY YOUNG AGE, IF YOU DO WHAT YOU LOVE, THE MONEY WILL JUST NATURALLY FOLLOW, AND IT DID, IT JUST NEVER LANDED IN MY HANDS . . . THE HARD THING IS NOT MAKING IT, IT IS PROTECTING IT AFTER YOU GET IT, AND IN MY CASE, THE FALSE FLAG CATS, MADE SURE THE MONEY NEVER LANDED IN MY HANDS, THAT WOULD JUST BE TOO MUCH TO BEAR, ON TOP OF THE HEIGHTS, BREADTH AND DEPTH OF THE LEGAL FEATS--MANY AGAINST COPS AND GOVERNMENT, I WAS ABLE TO ACCOMPLISH, EVEN WITH 8 YEARS BEING STOLEN FROM MY LIFE, ADD FUCKING KICIN' KIDS, AMERICAN'S #1 FAMILY, AND IT IS A RECIPE FOR DISASTER, IN A PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION YEAR WITH, MITT AND HIS MORMON MUTTS, WITHIN STRIKING DISTANCE OF OCCUPYING THE MOST POWERFUL POSITION IN THE FREE WORLD! TEMPTATION, TEMPTATION, TEMPTATION, FUELED BY A WICKED ATTRACTION, SEX, DRUGS AND ROCKIN' ROLE, OVER THE TOP--OH, KAY AND MITT WERE ON A BBC DOCUMENTARY, "A MORMON PRESIDENT FOR THE WORLD" AS IF SHE DID THE BIG ASS CASE, THAT SAVE THE SECURITIES DONORS ACROSS THE NATION--LOL! IN THE DREAM, KAY IS WEARING HER LITTLE LEOTARDS, AND BALLET TIGHTS! LOL! SHE IS DOING SOME TYPE OF EXERCISE ROUTINE, OR DANCE--ONE IN A CROWD, LIKE JUST THE AVERAGE DANCER TOO! . . . SHE USED TO BE THE BOUNTIFUL HIGH SCHOOL, MANDENELLE'S DRILL TEAM DANCE CHOREOGRAPHER, HER LAST BIG HURRAH, BEFORE HITTING THE REAL WORLD! I HAVE NOTED, OVER THE YEARS, WHERE PEOPLE FEEL COMFORTABLE, SOME PEOPLE STOP AT HIGH SCHOOL, AND TOTALLY LOCK INTO THAT CULTURE, NEVER REALLY STRAYING FAR FROM THEIR ROOTS; OTHERS, WILL HANG WITH THEIR FRATERNITY OR SORORITY OR COLLEGE CHUMS FOR COMFORT, OVER THE YEARS, THEN I SAW LAW SCHOOL TO BE VERY MUCH LIKE HIGH SCHOOL, IN AND OF THE FACT, YOU HAVE A CLASS OF LAW STUDENTS YOU BELONG TO, AND THEY SEEM TO HANG TOGETHER, HAVE REUNIONS, ETC., AND THEN IN THE LEGAL FIELD, THERE IS A GROUP, THAT BECOMES, BAR ASSOCIATION GROUPIES, AND THEY VIE FOR HONORS AND AWARDS CONNECTED WITH THE STATEWIDE BAR ASSOCIATION, AND THEN THERE ARE OTHERS, WHO NEVER STOP, AND THEY SCALE THE HEIGHTS OF THE UNITED STATES LEGAL SYSTEM, AND BEYOND, USING THEIR SKILLS AND KNOWLEDGE, TO BETTER HUMANITY AND THE WORLD BEYOND, FROM WHAT I CAN TELL. I WILL MENTION, I HAVE NEVER BEEN BACK TO A HIGH SCHOOL REUNION, NOR A LAW SCHOOL REUNION, NEVER HUNG OUT AT THE BAR SOCIAL FUNCTIONS, BARELY PARTICIPATED, AND JUST KEPT ON CLAWING AND SCRATCHING MY WAY UP TO THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT LEVEL, WITH OR WITHOUT MY CLIENTS, WITHOUT PAY, AND THEN EXPANDED INTO TRAINING, THE NATION AND WORLD, ABOUT THE LAW, THE CONSTITUTION, RIGHTS, FREEDOMS, AND LIBERTIES! AND IT HAS BEEN A GLORIOUS CLIMB, AS EXHILARATING AS CLIMBING MOUNT EVEREST! OR BETTER, BECAUSE THAT HAS TO END! MONEY . . . EH? WHO CARES, IT WAS THE JOURNEY THAT COUNTED! THERE IS NO SHORT CUT TO SUCCESS AND EVERY FUCKING INCH OF THE BATTLE IS WORTH THE FIGHT! MY FATHER USED TO TELL ME, THERE IS ALWAYS ROOM AT THE TOP! AND THERE IS, PEERLESS! I WAS READING IN THE SCRIPTURES THE OTHER NIGHT, AND THERE WAS THIS OUTLINE OF A STEP BY STEP, CLIMB TO, SAY SELF-ACTUALIZATION OR HAVING A CALLING AND ELECTION MADE SURE, AND IT SAID, "I AM POOR, AND HAVE MADE MANY RICH!" AND THAT IS FUCKING TRUE . . .

 God Has Hovered Over Your Life Always

It is interesting, that as I was reading, the scriptures, last night, after attending nightly, devotional or chapel, attacking the Gideon Bible Reading List, like I would a legal brief research project, and talking to the man, chaplain who comes each night, realizing, that I don't just have an average, understanding of the scriptures--which this man, said he could clearly see, when he suggested, I read the scriptures chronologically, rather than reading the list, as I pointed out to him, but, having read, in a very condensed time period, 30 years ago, the Bible, twice, back to back, reading the Gnostic Gospels, Dead Sea Scrolls, Apocrypha, Josephus, the Code of Hamerobi (Ham her rob i!), and several other, books, with roots in ancient text and scripture, realizing that perhaps, this nagging feeling, that it is time, well, two years ago, according to God's time, with me dragging my feet, saying, that politics are my passion, and I am not a member of the clergy, nor am I trained in the seminary, so basically ignoring the promptings, giving a bit of lip service and blog time, here and there, but, as for really jumping in and teaching, I have not.  I did, however, consider, going to divinity school, or into the seminary, before going to law school, but, after another housemate, here at the Montana Rescue Mission, for Women and Children, here in Billings, looking at me and saying, you know a lot about the scriptures, don't you.  I think for the first time, I thought, God is right, I really don't have a common understanding of the gospel, nor of the Bible, and perhaps it is time, to venture, more away from the law and politics and go the next step, to lasting freedom, liberty, and rights, that of the ways of my master, Jesus Christ, always, always, amazing the shit out of me, that he always did the right thing, at the right time, and to the right person, and in the right amount, and to the right extent . . . that is pure genius, and only the Son of God could do that!

The timing on this reading list, covering, in the first recommended readings, significant historical events, and at the time this song, came to my consciousness, during my reading--just that one line, making real time, and the reading of the miraculous events surrounding the Savior's birth, when the angel appears to Mary, telling her, she was chosen above, all other women, to be the mother of Christ, being highly favored by the God . . . and right at that time, I sneezed, three consecutive times, my sign, that God, is pointing out, 'tis you, 'tis you, 'tis you.  I don't think I sneezed for years and years, and as things have intensified, out of the blue, no cold, no cough, no runny nose, I started to sneeze, and very key and poignant times . . . NSA took its spell check, and won't play ball anymore, protecting, Kay Baby, who is so far from being a scriptorian, it is not funny, nor are the rest of the pillow pets!  Perhaps that is why, God is urging me to leave, hot topic and controversial politics, and go to religion, where these bitches, don't have a prayer of a chance of pulling of, being me, because, I could Bible bash with any fucking CIA, returned missionary--in English of course, and they sure as hell, don't even get the 10 Commandments, like Thou shalt, not lie, kill, or steal . . . can't covet, etc.  
Basically, I am taking it out of the government arena, and taking it into God's arena, where I am, heads and tails above any of the fraud broads, most of them, never having graduated from, Mo Church, high school seminary, where I took 5 years, rather than the normal required 4, and even spoke at graduation ceremonies, when I was a junior, with the four years already under my belt without even having attended my senior year . . . always the over achiever!  LOL!  I really do, swearing aside, hunger and thirst for righteousness, love the scriptures, dig the philosophy, seeing the scriptures, especially Christ's teachings in the New Testament, as perfect; however, I opened the Bible the other day, and it fell, open to the Book of Proverbs, and I swear, I could write a blog, on each and every verse, in this section of scripture . . . amazing thoughts, insights and understanding of human nature.  As advanced as we get, humans don't change, each new baby, comes out of the womb, with all the possibility for greatness, or all the potential to bring tragedy and human demise with it. I will try my best, to bring out the better side of mankind, the good, the clean, the smart, the wise, and teach, you through some of the life stories and experiences I have had, as I have used in teaching the law and politics, or the Constitution, and with just as much, passion.

Bible is Not Kids Play . . . Raunchy, Rowdy, Rude, Crude!  LOL!  But Good!  

This stuff, the Bible is not kids play, let me tell you, the first time I read it, I put it down, when, Noah fell asleep, naked and his son, Ham . . . go figure, saw his father, and laughing, went and got, Shem and whatever the other dudes name was, to show them their father's nakedness and Ham was cursed, the other sons covered their father's nakedness.  When Lot's daughters, leaving their country for the wilderness, didn't have husbands, they schemed to get their father drunk, and sleep with him, to have babies!  What the fuck? Or when, Diana, sister of the 12 brothers of the 12 Tribes of Israel was raped by some neighboring village idiot, she barely dragged her body, to the steps of her brother's house, he, if I remember, and this will take a refresher course for me, but, he, after she died, cut her body up, in 12 pieces, and dropped the parts on the porches of his brothers, and they went to the village and killed, like 155,000, as I recall, including, men, women and children, and I can't recall, if this is the time, that God told them to wipe out and kill all the cattle too!  That shows the way, God looks at the seriousness of rape!  I would think twice about that one!

I am seeing the lying, sack of shit, CIA fuckers, with the aid and help of the NSA fucks, going in and out of this blog, so they can steal it for Kay Baby, and say, as they have with this blog, all what 810 blogs, that she is the writer of this also . . . nice, just steal it, keep the money, and claim the fame!  Like I said, there is no new human behavior under the sun, still, stealing, killing and coveting this blog, on scripture now!  LOL . . . the JOY is in the journey, Kay, get, it dumb ass, flat ass BITCH!  GOD! even this, that hag would lay claim to!  Fucking blood suckers!  That is WHY spell check is turned off! so they can steal it, and fix the spelling errors . . . they have pride in performance, not the knowledge it takes to write a blog like this . . . Kay is not chosen by God, she may be by loser Shallow Hals in the CIA, covering their sorry asses!

Three Pictures at the Salvation Army, Old Mo Church Building, In Kalispell, Montana . . . Boys Picking Apples, Blonde Girl Reading the Scriptures, and The Lamb and the Lion, Laying Down Together!

All three of these pictures have significance and understanding to my life . . . the first picture, is of two young boys, picking apples, on a fall day--the simple pleasures of life, kids, and growing up healthy--the way I raised my kids, as I recall, as you walk down the hall to the kitchen and serving area, of the church, the place that kept me alive, fat and happy, over many years, starting back in 2012, or shortly thereafter, the Salvation Army Church, last year fed over, 30,000 hot meals, serving breakfast, and lunch, Monday through Friday, and they are delicious, nutritious good meals, if you are ever hungry!  The second picture, is of a young girl, probably about 12, with blond hair, a red dress, white collar, reading a Bible or the scriptures . . . I started young, and about at that age, or even younger.  The first time I read the Bible, and not the Book of Mormon, which, I read with my younger brother, who actually did end up teaching religion classes or seminary and institute for the Mormon Church, as a professional, but when I was in fourth grade and he was in second grade, I would wake him up, and together, we, finished, reading the Book of Mormon, that our parents started, trying to get all six kids at the time, out of bed to read scriptures in the morning . . . I think they did it for a week or so, and I picked up the ball and me and my little brother, read it.  I have no idea how the two of us did it, but maybe the rest of the sisters didn't want to?  At, three years old, Richard, packed my mother's makeup kit, and started out the door of our family home in Bountiful, on Woodland Lane, and my mother asked Richard where he was going . . . he said, on a mission!  LOL!

Both of us, were religious from a very young age, and perhaps that is how the two of us, continued to read, long after, my parents quit, but, that scenario, seemed to play out, throughout, both out our lives.  I find it significant that, the Salvation Army is in an old Mormon Church house . . . everything is symbolic, while not still, considering myself, Mormon, now Christian, and very much, part of God's Army, or Salvation Army, seeing my mission, not only working with the scriptures and churches, but having partaken of the fruits of the labors and services for the poor, while making many rich, I have an up close, understanding, of homelessness, and the powerless, and can be a voice for these people, much in the way, the Apostle, Paul, my hero, and one of the reasons, and the agent, God uses to convince me, that, yes, you are a woman, schooled in the letters of the law, but, just as Paul, became the greatest missionary, protected, in some ways, because of his Roman citizenship and the demand for his rights, he was able to go further and be, more effective than his less connected brothers and the other disciples in the gospel, very much needed and acted as a free agent, for Christ, not one of the appointed, 12 apostles, but a self proclaimed apostle and disciple, coming along after Christ was dead, being a persecutor of Christians, and well known in that role . . . I read some from Paul's letters to the Corinthians, when I mistakenly confused that, or in God's time, didn't make a mistake, thinking I was actually, reading from the list, Chronicles!  God moves in mysterious ways!

The last picture on the wall, is of the lamb and the lion, laying down together . . . symbolizing peace.  Kind of interesting, given the dream I had, with the lack of lions, with manes, or the King of Beasts, or of Cats, now among the Cats, or CIA, who participated in this bull shit game of doubles and charades, these last 4 years. I believe the artist on this picture, took this idea for the work, from the Book of Revelations, when John the Revelator, remember the song?, but, he speaks of the end of times, and later of the second coming of Christ, and how, in those days of 10,000 years of peace, when Satan, or the dragon is bound, never to hurt the people of the earth again, that is a time, when the lamb and the lion shall lay down together in PEACE!  One of the things that I have been pushing in this blog!  Kay and the false flag cats, would push war, remember the CIA, seeing themselves above the U.S. President, their fucking BOSS, and over the Pentagon, FBI, Constitution, and only under the Alpha Marines or Bravo Navy . . . what a bunch of clown ass idiots! That new world order, is as fake and full of shit, as Kay Baby, and her Hollowman/men!

MAKE PEACE HAPPEN . . . WE CAN DO THIS WORLD!

P.S., the significance of dreams in the scriptures and in our own lives, cannot be underestimated.  Noted scholars and psychologists have said, that we ignore our dreams at our own expense.  In the Mormon Church, there is something called a patriarchal blessing, kind of an inspired outline for your life, in mine, and I have read many, the Holy Ghost will direct you through dreams as to the paths you should take in life; I followed a dream in whom I married, in going to law school, being accepted, merely several hours after I had the dream, with no application, no letters of recommendation, no LSAT or law school admittance tests, with barely any work on my part, other than following the dream.  I purchased a home, down in St. George, Utah, the same day I had a dream, about looking for homes, and finding one, on the first directions, right to a home, that looked, exactly like the one in the dream and one that I could afford, with little down.

Several times in my scripture reading last night, I read, how, Joseph, the father of, well step-father, of Jesus, was told to take Mary, who was pregnant at the time, out of Nazareth and go to Bethlehem, to protect, her special baby, from the King, who was threatened by the prophecy of a male child, being born, who would be the King of Kings . . . leaving Rachel, mourning for her child, seeing that all babies under a certain age, living in Jerusalem, or wherever, I will have to pay more attention, and bring my scriptures with me, to make sure that my memory is right, but you get the point.  Dreams have been used, over and over by God to direct, not only his apostles and his prophets, but to direct, individuals like you and I.  That is why this dream or dream couplet, is so significant to me.  After I could tell that the NSA was on my blog, AGAIN, I decided to end it without, doing a bit more interpretation on the dream, that connects, me somewhat back to reoccurring dreams, that I had for over 30 years, starting when I was a young child, that of being chased, tracked and hunted by lions, large cats . . . and things have not changed.  After writing my blog, which is my daily routine, I usually, watch some true crime episodes, on whatever, or as of late, watch movies, based on true events, as I did today, watched one, I had previously watched, but that had added significance, today, in light of the dream . . . so here you go!

Wicked Attractions, Rebels With a Deadly Cause

In this scenario, there are two deadly couples, three of the foursome, had been to prison, where connected to the Blood and Cripes, street gangs, the fourth young woman, was from a very strict upbringing and had been, brought up, in a nice home, with loving parents, while hooking up, with kids, who came from rough backgrounds, and abusive step-father, making up the brother and sister of the gang, and the third, I believe, was a step-brother, with both or all of the kids, being severely treated and the girl sexually abused by this hideous man.  So, it was interesting, that a good girl, would be attracted to the threesome of bad actors and characters, but she was . . . breaking her parent's hold on her, testing her wings, and going for the bad boys, whom she knew her parents would not approve of.  I think, when you have lived a very sheltered and straight life, there is an attraction for the other side, possibly stronger than, normal, because, it is the unknown, the element of surprise and difference, and we all know, opposites attract!  This foursome, goes on a drug induced, robbery and killing binge that left an rather up scaled community, in total fear, with 15 unsolved murders, and the gang still on the loose.  Most of there victims, were middle age, either married men and women, pretty well off, and having money in the bank . . . they let a young couple go, after taking their money and jewelry, plus their car.  One guy got away, and helped the police, solve the murder spree mystery.  The thing that fascinated me about this case, was the ending analysis by Dr. Armstrong, at the end, telling the different things that attracted the couples, not only to each other, but, girl on girl, girl on boy, boy on boy and, girls with boys, adding to an explosive and dangerous group of people, dragging in, a good girl gone bad . . . 

MYRIAD OF COMBINATIONS, THAT FORMED THIS DEADLY ATTRACTION OF TWO COUPLES AND HOW THOSE SAME DYNAMICS PLAY OUT IN MY CASE

You could basically call these, a twosome of twisted lovers, thinking they could rob, murder and kill, I think at least 5 people, thinking, that when all was said and done, they could ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after!  At first the girls, were seen, as not playing such a key role in this mayhem, but as the trial went on, the sexual component, with two powder keg guys, and the girls serving as the matches, cheerleaders, egging the guys, on, being turned on by their ruthlessness, made them, not just accessories to the murders, but the court and jury, found them, as equal players in this killing spree.  They found that without the girls, none of this would have happened.  While all bad actors, and with the ring leader, who loved to shoot and kill, he had previously, been a bad ass, but he was not a killer, but with the cheerleaders, and the good girl, turned bad, he could tell she was taken with him, simply because he was a bad boy, making him worse.  Little miss good girl, hooked the gang up the guns, from her father's gun collection, at her home, where she let them in to rob her father, taking all his arsenal of guns and weapons.  Going after middle aged women, some married for 30 years, and some well off, provided the expensive wedding rings, the former good girl, was wearing when the cops arrested her outside a restaurant, leading the cops to the rest of the gang.

Wicked Attractions Every Which Way

  • brother, sister and step-brother, all bound by physical and sexual abuse . . . this was their world, and when one of the victims, looked like the abuser, the boys made him, jump in a dumpster, after taking all his cash out of his ATM account, and then, shooting him full of bullets, because he looked, like or reminded the shooter of the father or step-father . . . their whole world had been brutal, but no excuse, plenty of kids, don't end up serial killers
  • then, you had the sexual relationships, between the two girls and the two guys, fueled by drugs, excitement, money, amped by adrenaline and sex
  • the guy on guy attraction, that old machismo or macho male image, puffing up for each other, being badder than bad, all to impress the other guy
  • add the cheerleaders, to the bad boy image, and they just got worse and worse, more and more brutal . . . and in my case, I believe, some of these guys are government hit men, mafia hit men, and the cheerleaders, former, good girls, attracted to the bad boys, fuel that same fire, and the male on male, showing off, all became part of the gang mentality, like a pack of wolves, ravenous, and again, big time fueled by drugs, all are marijuana smokers, the guys at least, then you have the rockin' roll, element, not just listening to it, but actually making up a fake band, and playing either the rock stars or their parents, all over the world, with a shit load of money, sex, sex and more sex, being the cool kids, the hot mamas, the managing mavens, with the bad boys, who were the ruthless enforcers, and the cheerleader squad . . . I believe Kay was a high school cheerleader, and I know, Rachel wanted to be one, and then you take a former bad boy, my father, who I believe was attracted to this wild crowd and got a kick, totally out of the money, and, doing in on the back of his most challenging daughter, and her son, and family, made it even more electrifying and bad, to see if these former and current spies and bad boys could get away with it, buying them political accesses, power, and putting them in with the top of the Mormon Church and the government, run by Mormons, and the love of the Bushes and hatred for the United States Constitution!
  • again, you have Kay and Brett at the center of this, both from broken homes, I know, Brett's dad was abusive and hard core on him, and Kay was her daddy's darling, but, I am not sure why her parents divorced, back in the day, that most people didn't divorce, but, this TV gang, didn't have adult supervision, didn't have anyone to step in and care for them, or protect them.  I know, both were close to their parents; however, I know Brett's mother was a playgirl and maybe Kay's was too . . . birds of a feather.  I do know that, Kay and her sister and brother, had to find for themselves a lot, while mother worked, and I know, that Brett being the baby, was basically raised by his two sisters and his grandparents.  The gang, represents, family to the four, and I know that Kay was jealous of my family, as was Brett, and I was never much of an integrated part of my family, being a child of the community, church and God, more than a true Southwick, born in California, rather than Utah, more loyal to the country, than the Church, hated Bush a family favorite, as were the Patriot Act supporters, my bitter enemies . . . so family, means loyalty, and so I was an easy target, push out of the family, bring in Kay as me, and Brett as my husband, aka, through Kay, and they get the families they always wanted . . . Brett using Kay, and Kay using Brett, to right, whatever wrongs, they both, as psychopaths decided needed to be fixed, and a more than willing, set of sisters and brothers, always in my shadows, and the thought of me, being rich on top of being an attorney, professor, with kick ass kids and a rock star, on top of that, proving that, following my dreams, both literally and figuratively was, nothing more than deliciously, informed decision making, making them all envious!
  • the bad boys, needed followers, cheerleaders and a former spy, former bad boy, former rebel, and a Bush loyalist, perfect, and the fact that their bitter enemy, this bad ass con law chick, had a family of sisters, made it even more appealing and once again, that deadly combination of drugs, sex and rockin' roll, with just one, woman, to get out of the way, was EASY! add the Mo Church, Mitt Romney, $357 million securities case, two clients, who were also, connected to the spy world, through parents, or whatever, staunch Republicans and Mormons, and sitting on a gold mine . . . just swap the celebrity for the meter maids!  LOL!  I had put on 100 pounds, therefore, in this very image conscious church, once I WON THE CASE . . . the work horse was relegated to the pasture, and the show horses were brought in to take my place for photo ops, press interviews, and of course taking the money . . . the CIA, got involved in bribing my clients, and stealing all the case, cutting deals and getting steals, fucking easy as 1,2,3 or A,B,C.  $80 billion spy budget to follow and track one female attorney, who has no money, no car, no home, no job, keeping her in homeless shelters, making it nearly impossible to get traction and credibility, but for this blog, that has hammered the shit out of them, but I just had to use a librarian to show me a trick, because, this blog was blocked, as the NSA frantically worked to fix the blog, protecting the bald bitch Kay and the other cheerleaders, Shelley who wants to be one of the guys, cheered on by baby sisters and brother, extended family, doing all in her power to fuck me, with all the cops world cheering her on . . . she worked hard for MY money, and gave you all a cut, what is not to like?  Aimless Shelley, needed followers as much as the bad boys . . . she had relegated, the oldest child spot, to me, being buried in her books, and so, this second child, not only got the attributes of the second wild child, and free spirit, she took on all the responsibilities of the older child, and got the over-achieving, attributes of the eldest child, by proxy; therefore, at about age 50 something, when Shelley could not bare it anymore, once again, little sister, rises, and she blows a gasget, right about the time, Elliot and God's Revolver is coming out with their first CD, JoAnn, me is going to the United States Supreme Court, with three hot, law making cases up on appeal, and the murder count starts growing, and growing, and the cases start to get stolen, and all hell breaks loose, with the Utah State Bar Association, SWAPPING THE CELEBRITY ATTORNEY, for a fucking NON-ATTORNEY, then to cover their crimes, as I spread to Montana, they followed me with the Mo mafia, and the crimes grew exponentially!

Be A Crime Stopper and FUCK THESE GUYS!  God Almighty?


Wednesday, February 3, 2016

BIG HONKIN' REWARDS. PITCH SLAP. BREACH OF DUTY. THE HUB. RING OF FIRE! MONTANA BROOM & BRUSH. BILLINGS MUSTANGS, GUNSMOKE B.B.Q, GRANNY'S ATTIC, PAULA'S EDIBLES, GOOD EARTH MARKET, BILLINGS PETROLEUM CLUB, BARJON'S: MUSIC, BOOKS & GIFTS, LIMBER TREE YOGA STUDIO--WAY BRIGHT, COLORFUL BUILDING ART, IN ALLEY--LOOKS LIKE MONTANA MOUNTAINS, WITH AN ASIAN TOUCH OF BONSAI TREE AND ORIENTAL BRIDGE + CENTAUR INN ART, HALF MAN, HALF HORSE, BOW HUNTER, FROM GREEK MYTHOLOGY . . . LOTS OF BUILDING ART AROUND TOWN! I DIG! SPEAKING OF STEPPING INTO THE FIREPLACE, THE SIGN I MENTIONED THE OTHER DAY IN MY BLOG, ABOUT GETTING CHECKED FOR AIDS, WITH A BILLBOARD MODEL, USED TO BE ONE TOO--ALL OVER UTAH, BACK IN 1974, THAT LOOKS LIKE JAMES KENNEDY, IS MAGICALLY GONE AND REPLACED WITH A NEW SUBWAY SANDWICH AD! LOL! HITTING TOO CLOSE TO HOME, OR WHY WOULD THEY CARE? THE OTHER AD IS FAR MORE SOCIAL CORRECT, GIVEN THE MEN'S SHELTER IN BILLINGS IS RIGHT DOWN THE STREET WITH A CLINIC IN IT? THAT TELLS ME, ONE OF SEVERAL THINGS: (1) JAMES DOES HAVE A RANCH OUTSIDE OF BILLINGS; (2) IS AN UNDERCOVER DETECTIVE, SHOWING UP IN BUTTE LAST YEAR--EVEN SUGGESTED I WORK FOR THE SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT? REALLY? (3) OR THE FRAUD BROADS, JAMES OR A JAMES LOOK A-LIKE TOOK IT DOWN TO PROTECT, EITHER THE EXPOSURE OF THE REAL JAMES, OR REVEALING THE FRAUD, "ANGEL?"; OR (4) IT WAS SIMPLY TIME TO CHANGE THE BILLBOARD AD? YEAH, LIKE RIGHT! LOL! LIKE I SAID YESTERDAY, OR THE OTHER DAY . . . YOU CAN HAVE SISTER, RACHEL, THE TALHOTBLOND, TO HAVE AND TO HOLD, BUT YOU CAN'T TELL PEOPLE, SHE IS THE ONE YOU MET IN BUTTE, NOR THAT HER NAME IS JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., NOR ATTRIBUTE MY AMAZING FEATS OF GRANDEUR TO HER, NOR CLAIM THAT MY KIDS ARE HER KIDS . . . OTHER THAN THAT, I AM FINE WITH YOU BEING HER HUB! LOL! FAKE COP TROPHY, BOOBS THAT FIT, GUY THAT FITS, BRAIN THAT FITS! LOL! SHOULD HAVE LEFT THE BILLBOARD, NOT DRAWN ATTENTION TO IT . . . I HAD TO GET THE RESULTS OF MY MANDATORY TB SHOT CHECKED, SO I WAS WALKING ALONG 29TH STREET TODAY . . . AND A BLUE CITY COP CAR, WAS PARKED AT NEECEE'S STORE . . . VERIFYING MY KNEE SEE? YEAH, I TWEAKED MY KNEE, WALKING A BIT SLOW . . . BUT HE OR SHE DROVE OFF WHEN THEY SAW ME, AROUND 9:00 TO 9:10 A.M. DEEP REM SLEEP LAST NIGHT, WILD DREAMS, VISIT FROM GOVERNOR BULLOCK, "YOUR GOING TO L.O.V.E. YOUR JOB!" SLOGAN AT BURGER KING; HOWEVER, I DID LOOK AT THE "BOOK OF JOB" IN THE BIBLE--POWER OF SUGGESTION, WISHFUL THINKING, JOB/JOB, DOING SOME READING ON THE GIDEON BIBLE LIST, GOT II CHRONICLES MIXED UP WITH II CORINTHIANS, BUT READ SOME KILLER STUFF . . . DREAM TWO, MY MOTHER WALKING OUT OF MY FATHER'S HOME OFFICE, IN ST. GEORGE, UTAH, GIVING ME, "SEE'S CHOCOLATES" MY FATHER'S TRADITIONAL GIFT TO ALL OF US EACH CHRISTMAS, BUT IT IS FEBRUARY, NOT LIKELY TO SEE ME, GIVEN THE SHIT THE FAMILY HAS PULLED! ATTEMPTED MURDER, NO SMALL FORGIVENESS, EVEN FOR FAMILY! . . . OR IT COULD SYMBOLICALLY MEAN THAT THE COPS ACTUALLY DOING THEIR DUTY, ARE SEEING MY FAMILY, THE SISTA GANGSTAS AND GETTING A BIGGER PICTURE LOOK AT MY CLAIMS . . . NONE OF THEM HAVE THE EARNING POTENTIAL, NOR THE WRITING SKILLS, NOR THE LEGAL TRAINING, NOR THE ROCKIN' KIDS . . . YEAH, ALL THAT I HAVE SAID IS TRUE; LEADING ME TO THE THIRD SEGMENT IN THE SERIES OF DREAMS . . . MY ALLEGED, SISTER, RACHEL, LOOK A-LIKE, MUCH MORE LIKABLE TO COPS THAN ME, THE "BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK," WAS SITTING FACE TO FACE WITH ME, AND I WAS, AS BIG SISTERS DO, LECTURING HER ON, THE FACT, THAT THERE IS NO SHORT CUT TO SUCCESS! SERIOUSLY! I DON'T CARE OF YOU ARE THE "TRUMP & PALIN: AN AMERICAN EMBARRASSMENT TEAM, OR TRYING TO PULL OFF BEING AN ATTORNEY, WHEN YOU ARE A FLIGHT ATTENDANT OR A PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR, YOU ARE MISSING THE FOUNDATIONS OF KNOWLEDGE . . . TO STEAL A SLOGAN, AS I AM KNOWN TO DO . . . LET'S SAY, PAYING YOUR DUES, EARNING YOUR WAY, "THE COLOR OF CONFIDENCE!" (NEECEE'S LOCAL DRESS SHOP). YESTERDAY, THERE WAS THIS TRUCK, DRIVING AROUND TOWN, WITH 5 WOMEN WEARING WHITE BLOUSES, AND EITHER BLACK SLACKS OR JEANS, AS I RECALL, CATCHING AS IT DROVE DOWN THE STREET, WITH THE STATEMENT OR SLOGAN ON IT: "WANTING TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE" OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT . . . THERE IS A HUGE ASS DIFFERENCE BETWEEN, ATTEMPTED MURDER, KIDNAPPING, GRANDKIDNAPPING, IDENTITY THEFT, MISREPRESENTATION, FRAUD, FALSIFYING GOVERNMENT DOCUMENTS, PRACTICING LAW WITHOUT A LICENSE, THEFT, ROBBERY, HARASSMENT, INTIMIDATION, TRACKING, STALKING, AND LITERALLY, STEALING BILLIONS OF DOLLARS IN CASES, LEGAL FEES, BLOGS, AND SON(S) MUSIC, DAUGHTERS INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY, AND PUSHING POLYGAMY, STEALING LOYALTIES OF FAMILY MEMBERS! PRETTY FUCKING DISGUSTING . . . I AM ALL ABOUT SAVING THE WORLD, AND I HAVE SAID, PLENTY OF TIMES, WE ARE OF THE BODY OF CHRIST, THE BODY OF HUMANITY, THE BODY OF OUR COMMUNITIES, THE BODY OF OUR FAMILIES, ALL ADDING TO THE WELLNESS OF THE WHOLE . . . YOU DON'T NEED TO BE ME, FOR GOD SAKE, TO DO SOME REALLY GREAT THINGS . . . YOU ALL SCOFFED AT ME GOING TO LAW SCHOOL, 24 YEARS AGO, AND THEN, LATER, YOU FUCKING WANT TO BE ME . . . DELICIOUSLY, INFORMED DECISIONS . . . I ORCHESTRATED "MY" LIFE . . . YOU DON'T GET TO CLAIM, WHAT I DID, NOR MY SUCCESS AS AN ATTORNEY, PROFESSOR, BLOGGER, MOTHER, ETC. . . . MAKE A DIFFERENCE IN PRISON! FUCK YOU!

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

FIRES OF PEACE FROM NEW ZEALAND! THE FIRES OF PASSION. SUNDANCE! SMILE! THE FORCE. AN UNFINISHED AFFAIR. THE HUSBAND SHE MET ON LINE. HOT SPURS OR DUMB ASSES? DETECTIVE, YOU CAN HAVE THE TALHOTBLOND, TO HAVE AND TO HOLD, BUT YOU DON'T GET THE TALHOTBLOND + MY RESUME + MY KIDS! OK U DOG! SORRY CHARLIE! LOL! JAKE'S STEAKHOUSE, THE BURGER DIVE, MEOW SALON & SPA--BELIEVE IN DOWTOWN . . . BILLINGS, LARGEST CITY IN MONTANA: MAGIC CITY DUE TO RAPID GROWTH, FROM THE RAILROAD TO OIL BOOM! WITH MORE HOTEL ACCOMMODATIONS THAN ANY CITY, IN 5 STATES, GOOD FOR CONVENTIONS, CONFERENCES, CONCERTS, SPORTING EVENTS AND OTHER RALLIES--HOG RALLY, RIDING HARLEY'S, NICE TERRITORY; ALSO KNOWN AS THE GATEWAY TO MONTANA: POMPEY'S PILLAR, PICTOGRAPH CAVE, CHIEF PLENTY COUPS STATE PARK, ZOO MONTANA, AND YELLOWSTONE ART MUSEUM. WITHIN 100 MILES OF LITTLE BIGHORN BATTLEFIELD NATIONAL MONUMENT, BIGHORN CANYON NATIONAL RECREATION AREA, RED LODGE MOUNTAIN RESORT, BEARTOOTH MOUNTAINS, BEARTOOTH HIGHWAY CONNECTING TO THE RED LODGE HIGHWAY, ON TO YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK! HOW FUN! I WAS GOING TO HIKE THE BEARTOOTH MOUNTAIN RANGE, TWO SUMMERS AGO, WITH MY BUDDY FROM KALISPELL, WHO WAS BORN AND LIVED IN BILLINGS FOR HIS FIRST 12 YEARS, JOHN BAGBY . . . BUT, IN MY PROFESSION, WITH ENEMIES, AND MORE ENEMIES . . . GO FIGURE DEFENDING, PROTECTING AND PRESERVING THE CONSTITUTION, I STARTED TO WONDER IF I WOULD BE SAFE UP THE TRAILS ON THE BEARTOOTHS, SO I GOT DUMPED OUT IN HELENA! FUCK YEAH, I'M PARANOID! 26 PEOPLE DEAD IN CONNECTION WITH MY CASES--FUCK YEAH--YOU ONLY HAVE ONE LIFE TO LIVE! THOSE ARE JUST THE ONES I KNOW ABOUT! THINK, PATRIOT ACT BOYZ & GIRLZ, BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, THEY LIFT THE CHAINS THAT BIND COPS, I HAND CUFF AND ANKLE SHACKLE THE COPS WITH THE CONSTITUTION! WHO DO YOU THINK THEY LIKE? SURE AS HELL NOT ME! OH, WHAT FUN IT IS TO RIDE IN THE BACK OF A COP CAR, WHEN YOU TOOK THE SAME OATH! NEW MANTRA, DO WHATEVER IT TAKES, NO EXCEPTIONS, NO LIMITS AND THAT INCLUDES MURDER . . . SHE SLIPPED AND FELL OFF THE BEARTOOTH MOUNTAINS! NOT FUNNY, HAPPENS, EASY MURDER, HARD TO PROVE! NO THANKS . . . I'M FINE! LOL! I ALWAYS ERROR ON THE SIDE OF SAFETY! YOU SHOULD TOO!

I Have Too Many Friends Who Want to Save the World

The first thing I heard this morning, barely awake, was my fellow camper at the Montana/Billings Women's and Child Rescue Mission, was, that . . . I have too many friends who want to save the world, that's funny, so do I!  LOL!  She proceeded to read me a great, epilogue, of this person, wondering to what extent he/she would go to, sitting in New Zealand, and what it would take, or what they were willing to sacrifice for world peace?  The soliloquy went on, proposing what it might take, or what they might be asked to sacrifice, and they said, they would gladly and willingly pay that price . . . freedom is not free, nor is peace, and sometimes you have to go to war, to get to peace.  With that thought on my mind, I headed over to the Internet watering hole section of town, and walked, just the other side of the street, from, what I surmise is the Police Department, and there was this, like obelisk shaped, plastic marker, sticking out of the flower or scrub area, near the building, that said, something like, we are a community of peace, promoting, peace within the limits and borders of this city.  I know that is not close, coming from memory, and I should have taken my backpack off to write down the statements and slogan, because, those were powerful words; however, out of practicality, and logic, dealing with this newly designed backpack, designed to stay on my back, once it is on, but hard to get on and even harder to get off . . . guess you can't have it both ways, so I opted to go from memory.  It's the thought that counts!

Even in the darkness of the early morning, with my bunk mates, cell phone light, glaring in my face, as I tried to open my eyes, and get the jest of what this person was saying, fully relating to the message, that almost sounded like a quote from a world leader, or something, but I thought, I am glad to hear, that people, across the globe, in New Zealand, and I would bet tons of other places, feel exactly like this person, and myself, and many others . . . how do we create world peace? one person at a time, one heart at a time, one changed soul at a time, one person, turning from hate to love, at a time . . . catching fire, across the oceans, jumping continents, setting the hearts of man, on fire with, flames that fan, heaven on earth, and, and only then, shall we truly have peace, and live in harmony, enjoying the beauties of all countries, the advancements in lifestyles, educations, agriculture, technology, science, the arts, and the humanities, being all committed to giving the good life, rights, freedom, liberty, and prosperity to all man, their children, and their children's children.  A truly great thought, to start my day!  Keep up the good thoughts, work and sacrifices in New Zealand!

Nothing Like A Good Movie, Based on True Events, To Sober You Up From Being Drunk on Hot Passion!  LOL!

THE FORCE

This is double play on the word, force; it is about a new rookie on the police force, and the mystic connection between the rockie and a season detective, best cop on the force.  The movie starts with a female, who is a hooker, and pregnant, going to a local mobster, tough guy's house to pay off a $10,000 debt, and she ends up with a masked intruder, coming in and gunning her down, while her fellow prostitute friend, takes a walk out by the swimming pool, admiring the luxury of the place.  Mr. Detective, gets on the scene and is upset, about the shooting, and several other cops, make fun of him, being sentimental over a street girl, working girl; however, he had been working with her, to get her off the streets, and she had become a friend.  The older cop was married with a young son, also, trained in martial arts, and he and his son, had this secret way to say, hello, good bye, or just to touch each other.  Later that night, daddy cop, gets a note from, allegedly, the mobster, telling him, to meet him at the old jail, now abandoned, because he has some information, that will help the cop solve the case of the murdered, pregnant prostitute.  On his way to the old jail, he allegedly has an accident on his motorcycle, attributed to the fact, that he chose to ride without a helmet and when he wrecked, he died of brain injuries.

At the same time, the detective dies on his bike, a younger officer, is also called and set by dispatch to the same location, to the old jail, with his female partner for backup.  There were some kids, breaking the law, who took a gun to the rookie and shot him, and while he is lying their shot, the detective, or the shadow of the older cop, comes walking up the the injured rookie, leaving you thinking, he is there to help him, before hearing of the accident . . . next thing, the rookie is with the female partner, recovering from his gun shot wound, while still in the hospital.  From that point on, the rookie, experiences, these episodes, of taking on the bad guys, like he had once seen the detective, stop a hostage situation, using tricks and his martial arts, to stop a potentially dangerous situation for all involved, leaving no one majorly injured, other than the bad guy. The rookie seems to have a heightened, interest in the dead detective's case, on the dead prostitute, and he goes over to the cop's widow's house, and seems to have the husband and father, channeling through him, knows the wife's name, does the little father and son, routine, on the handshake, and tells her what he is feeling, and how, this mythic connection is playing out.  At first she is skeptic, but can't believe he knows so much, that only her husband knew.

To make a long story short, the rookie, feels that when he can solve the case of the murdered mommy prostitute, this magical connection will stop, and he and the dead cop's wife, can get on with their individual business.  When all is said and done . . . the sheriff running for re-election, killed the prostitute, the detective, set the lieutenant up to take the fall, had the rookie cop chased, went after the wife, because, the rookie and her, were figuring things out, and the prostitute was pregnant with the sheriff's baby!  Now if some guy, can't, or hasn't figured out, what makes a baby, by that late in his career, he either ought to keep his pecker in his pants at home, or give up aspirations of grandeur, running or trying to stay in office, but killing several people, trying to cover his indiscretions, is so, totally not cool, and is always the case, the cover up is worse than the original offense or crime . . . murder trumps, adultery!

Real Life Application . . . Down Home and Personal

I was talking to one of several pregnant women, girls, in the rescue mission, and one of them, happened to mention, that the father of her baby was dead.  I told her I was sorry, and wished her the best.  She then spilled her guts, about the babies father . . . a fucking 72 year old guy, that, either faked his own death, or took off, but she can't find a death certificate for him, so her hopes of supporting the baby on his veterans benefits or social security, is non-existent.  My guess, is the guy is on a fixed income, bugged this younger woman for sex, wanted the fun, but none of the responsibility, and took of when he heard she was pregnant, knowing, that he would be 90 years old, by the time, he was done paying child support.  Girls just wanna have fun too . . . and the way it sounded, as is generally the case, guys will push for the sex, but if a baby results, guess who gets up and leaves, dropping all the responsibility on the woman, who was not the prime mover, for the sexual side of the relationship!  

I think, my wise old grandmother, had it right, back, 70 years ago, when dealing with her own kids, one getting pregnant out of wedlock, when she decided after the fact, that the best thing for a young girl or fertile woman of any age, is to take out a simple contract, stating that, should a baby result, in this fun sexy night, the guy, will promise to pay for the child, support the child, up to and including his/her 18th birthday.  Wanna go limp real fast?  That reality will do it, but there would be far less girls, women, in the shelters, if they thought first and had sex second.  Of course, that was back in the day, when the state, didn't go after the errant daddies, like I have seen them, now days, in the offices of recovery services and child support agencies and divisions of attorney generals offices.  Men, in all your hot to trot, take some precautions, it takes two to tangle, don't always think the gal is responsible to protect against an unwanted pregnancy, and it will fuck your life up, almost as much, as hers, as we will see, from this next, true life movie!

THE HUSBAND SHE MET ONLINE

In this case, the guy, was the son of a rich, matriarch of a very wealthy family, and the eldest son, like is generally the case, was the favored son, the over-achiever, the one the family relied on, but also the one, most controlled by the overly domineering mother.  The second son, or second children in general, are usually, the wild child, and they throw off the yoke of the parents and do their own thing, loving whom they will, not giving a rat's ass, about what their parents, or mother wants for them, as did the second son, still connected into the family business, but much freer from mommy's clutches and control.  In this case, the eldest son, fell in love, or lust with, a girl, the mother didn't feel was from the right social circles for her son, so she did not accept the girl, and tried to get her son to leave her.  The son, refused to stand up to his mother, also worried about being cut out of the family fortune and not willing to risk that for a woman. 

However, when girlfriend gets pregnant, which, through the miracle of science, is going to happen, if either the man or the women, don't step and take some precautions, is going to fucking result in creating a baby, the measure of our creation, if you go by biblical verse . . . you partake of the fruit, the snake is going to get Eve and you will have a baby, if you are both healthy, male and female, just the wonder of life and the propagation of the species.  The worst thing, either a man or a woman can do . . . and here is an argument for Planned Parenthood funding by Congress, is, to let the other person, worry about, protecting you against an unwanted pregnancy!  Courts, state systems, like welfare, and child support, are not sympathetic to men, and that is good, because the woman, already pays, she doesn't have the options, men do to walk away, but for abortion, and many women, reject that as an option; therefore, better protection, prevention, and a realistic view of sex . . . we are wired to be attracted to the opposite sex, generally, and sex is a natural result of that attraction, so, if you are trusting someone else to protect you, either from a pregnancy, motherhood, fatherhood, and responsibility, for this one night, of please, fun, entertainment, think again!

Either partner, may promise they are on the pill . . . there is one for men, now, I think I heard, but, to be safe, erring always on the side of safety, taking this from experience, with a guy who kept pushing me to get off the pill, and still pushing for sex, trusting him, to be in charge, by early withdrawal after getting off the pill, and telling him, I was starting a new life, now that I was out of law school, and had a job at the Utah Attorney Generals Office, so this was the last time I was going to be with him . . . ah, it is called, entrapment, and not just perpetrated by cops, although, in retrospect, he is a fucking cop, making more and more sense as time goes on . . . a great way to stop, someone who was probably long focused on, having scored top in 180 students in constitutional law, at BYU, with almost the entire, FBI, CIA, and top cops in the country, being in favor of the Patriot Act, that was well in use, even before, Congress ever voted on it, and before 9/11 happened, ushering in the unconstitutional law!  All it takes is once!  My darling daughter, thought, she was immune from pregnancy, on her honeymoon!  LOL!  Two weeks later, she was taking a pregnancy test and sick!  If you want to have sex, married, unmarried, committed or uncommitted, and you don't want a baby or are not ready for an unwanted pregnancy, fucking protect yourself, male or female, old or young!  

Back to our movie . . . so this alleged, young hot shot, rich dude, is confronted by his girlfriend mother doesn't like, nor want as a daughter-in-law, and she starts to goad him, and make fun of him, pissing him off, by saying, most men, who love a woman, will stick up for her, and defend her against a mother . . . a man is to cleave to his wife, and leave his father and mother, and to cleave to none other (Bible).  What finally is the straw that breaks the young man's back, is, she lowers the bomb on him that she is pregnant, adding what she thought would create, more allegiance, to her, than to mother . . . but it only infuriates him, he tells her that it doesn't fit into his plans, what he wants for his life . . . and you think, it fit into her plans?  He gets pissed and chokes her to death, kills her, induces his brother, to come help him, dispose of the body and the problem.  Again the cover up is always worse than the mess you are in!  Having a baby, is much less messy than, having the cops crawling up your ass, on a murder rap!  What the hell are you thinking?  One, such young rich man, in a real U.S. Supreme Court case, I used to teach in my family law classes, was fighting the child support all the way up the court system, and claimed the girl tricked him? said she was on birth control and the court, merely said, what is wrong with you protecting yourself? and ordered he pay his ex-girlfriend, $3600 per month, back 20 years ago!  Each semester, several young, husbands, would say, I wished I had your class a year or two ago, being roped into a marriage, through a baby . . . good advice, ask yourself, could I marry this woman, if, I had to?  If not, don't have sex!

Sometimes, Just Sex is a Scary Thing, When Your Married

AN UNFINISHED AFFAIR

In this one, again, you have a basically happy, married guy, who has a wife, that is fighting cancer.  During this time, he is also, teaching a class at the local university, ends up, being enticed, seduced, or seducing a student, and it sounds like it is in a graduate school program, because, after the guy's wife, goes into remission on cancer, he is going to quit the college and he recommends this younger woman, to take his place.  Well, he is cutting off a year affair, and going back to his wife, who is on the amends, and coming back to health from cancer, being truly in love with her, his wife.  The pupil or colleague, has created a life time plan for her and this man, but, that is not what he ever looked at it as.  Although, at the time he started the affair, and it doesn't show, exactly how that happened, I think, the woman just assumed, the wife was dying and she was in line, to be the next Mrs. as soon as the old dying wife, bit the dust.  That was not the case, and the guy was dumping her.  This is not a woman to take this lying down, or just being cast aside, she felt, and as she should have, appropriately so, used and abused and this guy was not going to get away with it.  She ends up hooking up with the guy's son! at a Yoga class, and he takes her to a family party.

The entanglements get deeper and deeper . . . first his son, next is an oil painting, that had been in the family business warehouse, and the grandfather, or father of his wife, finds out, that the painting, is one of a set, and some museum is willing to pay, almost a million dollars for the one picture missing.  The ex learns from the father of her new bow, that he wants, what she thought was a gift, back, so he can protect himself, not only from the affair, but the investigation of the missing painting with detectives, going to make everyone at work take a lie detector test.  All this does, is give the ex-girlfriend more ammo against the man, she still loves. She is either going to get him, or kill him, making him pay, or kill a family member.  Eventually, she almost kills his wife, her rival, by pretending that this is the way to go on motorcycles, at the family ranch, leaving the recovering wife, still weak, hanging off a cliff, barely by a branch, until the husband sees her.  The son, then announces he is marrying the ex-girlfriend, and the father, follows them, sees her trapping, his own son, just like he was trapped.  He pays some ex-con to get the painting from her.  And it this twisted plot, she kills the ex-con, frames the son, and it looks like she is absconding with the valued painting . . . father and son, after he is framed, and the cops are after the son, team up, and eventually take down the ex-girlfriend of both of them!  It was pretty intense, sad for all parties . . . the mistress felt used, the husband haunted by the affair, that he eventually had to tell, now, both his son and his wife, about, so she was hurt and an already bad relationship between father and son, got worse.  But, eventually, the family all forgave and the girl was arrested.  But not without a shit load of trouble . . . seriously, is it worth it?

Some Food For Thought . . . The Fires Of Passion, Can At Times Destroy the Fires of Peace! Unwanted Pregnancy Too!

Using Your Brain, Being Smart, Is a Condition For World Peace, National Peace, Cop Shop Peace and Family Peace . . . One Smart Person at a Time!


Monday, February 1, 2016

TASTE THE GRILL FIRED DIFFERENCE! HELPING YOU READ BETWEEN THE LINES--THROUGH MOVIES--EXAMPLES: (1) THE HUSBAND SHE MET ONLINE (EXAMPLE OF SHELLEY AND HER TWO MAMA'S BOYS--THE WOMAN SHE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE, RICH BITCH--MOVED ME OUT OF THE WAY, STOLE IDENTITY, LAW LICENSE, FAMILY, MONEY!); (2) SERIES OF MOVIES WITH TELLING TITLES: (A) RETURN TO ZERO (NO LIFE WITHOUT BEING ME, ZERO'S); (B) DEVIOUS MAIDS--CELEBRITY WIFE SWAP (PRETTY LITTLE LIARS, I REJECT MEN, THEY HOOK UP WITH THE MAIDS, SAY THEY ARE ALL JOANN--DIVIDE UP MY LIFE, CLAIM MY KIDS); (C) PROJECT RUNWAY: JUNIOR (GOING FOR ROCK STAR SON, ELLIOT, "GOD'S REVOLVER, MARALOKA, PARALLAX, THE DITCH & THE DELTA, WORST FRIENDS--$$$$$$$$$--RESIDUAL INCOME, MULTIPLE STREAMS OF INCOME, REST OF THEIR LIVES, MOBSTERS--EZ MONEY!"); (3) DON'T WAKE MOMMY (2015) (DEVIOUS MAIDS, BABY FAKE, BABY EXCHANGE . . . TRASH REAL MOM, CLAIM BABY IS THEIRS, BURY UNDER 6 COUPLES, SO REAL MOM, NOT EVEN CONNECTED--TRULY HORRIFYING IN THE STEPS TAKEN, MANIPULATE, FABRICATE, ORCHESTRATE, AND IT IS REAL!); AND (4) MOTHER, MAY I SLEEP WITH DANGER? (1996) LOOKS LIKE A YOUNGER BRETT, INSECURE, CAN'T TAKE REJECTION, KILLS HIS FIRST GIRLFRIEND, MAKES EVERY GIRL AFTER THAT, BE HER--CHANGE HAIR EVEN, WIGS, KAY IS BALD . . . KILLER STEALS IDENTITY, OF HIGH SCHOOL RIVAL, THEN KILLS HIM TOO, TO PROTECT I.D. THEFT (WHY DO YOU THINK THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL ME? ALLOWED OTHERS TO USE MY IDENTITY, THEN I CAME BACK, 9 YEARS LATER, HAD TO NOT JUST INJURE, BUT KILL, TO PROTECT THE LIARS), DUDE GOES FROM ONE GIRLFRIEND TO THE OTHER, USING POWER AND CONTROL, NEW IDENTITY . . . SERIAL KILLER, PSYCHOPATH, CHARMING, GOOD LOOKING, POSSESSIVE, WANTS TO ISOLATE GIRL OR WOMAN, KEEP ALL TO HIMSELF . . . "I DON'T HAVE A LIFE WITHOUT YOU." MARRIED 18 MONTHS, 10 YEARS LATER, INVADED EVERY AREA OF MY LIFE, STILL USING WOMEN TO REPLACE ME! BRING IT! BABY GENIUS. THE RAP GAME . . . FUN HOMEWORK FOR INVESTIGATORS, GOOD MOVIES FOR THE REST OF YOU NEW COMERS! I MISSED NEARLY 20 YEARS OF MOVIES, SO THEY ARE ALMOST ALL NEW TO ME . . . MANY TV MOVIES, BASED ON REAL LIFE EVENTS. A COUPLE MORE LAYERS DEEPER, INTO GETTING TO THE BOTTOM OF THE LAST 15 YEARS, SINCE THE ONSET OF IDENTITY THEFT AND BEYOND, CLAIMING TO BE ME!

Connecting Blogger to Blog--Pics Taken at Billings Hardee's Today


This the journal I bought, while in Missoula a month ago, from Barnes and Noble, would be on Walmart Money Card Charge . . . It was like, $10.98 and I purchased Godiva Chocolates too, for a total of about $13.59.  This is the journal I take all my notes in for my blog.  There are probably the last months blog titles, movies, notes, newspaper articles, places, dates, and times . . . I have that with me now.  Ask doubles to produce this piece of evidence, with all the writing in it.  Nice Valentine's Day look too!  LOL.  I have this journal in my navy green and black backpack!


Notes I took today, 2/1/2016 . . . You can see the titles, and some of the ideas I wrote down as I watched the movies.

I paid in cash, so this will not show up on my card, but, as you can see, I was there, noting the red table tops.

Not my favorite picture, or selfie, but, you can see and match, the orange, Poverello fund raiser hat, I was wearing in this picture, I took at Barnes and Noble, like a week or so ago, and the same black and teal jacket, that is in the picture I took I think, both at the Montana/Billings Woman's and Child Rescue Mission, at the Riverstone Clinic where I got shot today, and in this picture, where I bought the Live, Laugh, Love Journal, but I bought it before this picture was taken, by a few weeks.

RESUME OF JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D.

Constitutional Law Attorney
406.218.1777

PROFESSIONAL LICENSES:  Former Utah State Bar Association, U.S. Federal District Court of the District of Utah Bar, and current 10th Circuit Court of Appeals, and United States Supreme Court Bar, Utah Secondary Teaching Certificate

EDUCATION:  B.S., English/Communications/Teaching, Weber State University, 1986; Juris Doctorate, J. Reuben Clark Law School, Brigham Young University

EMPLOYMENT & EXPERIENCE:  Former staff attorney, Utah Prosecution Council, Criminal Enforcement Division, Utah Attorney General’s Office; assistant attorney general, administration, Utah Attorney General’s Office, over three statewide programs: constituent service, victim assistance and community programs, 13 staff and 1800 volunteers; assistant attorney general, Driver License and Health Divisions, Utah Attorney General’s Office; staff attorney, Utah Division of Aging, state of Utah; general counsel, Utah Medical Association; Louisell Intern, Americans United for Life, Chicago, Illinois; high school teacher, graphic artist, state of Utah; teaching, substitute teaching, landscaping, housekeeping,  and waitressing (high school & college employment)

UNIVERSITY ADJUNCT & PROFESSOR EMPLOYMENT & EXPERIENCE:  adjunct professor of argumentation and research, English Department, Utah Valley University (4 yrs); professor of family law, Family Studies Department, Brigham Young University; and family law professor, Family & Consumer Studies Department, University of Utah (7 yrs combined); director of satellite tutoring in the dorms, Weber State University

TEACHING & LEGAL WRITING EXPERIENCE:  two years legal writing instructor for small sections torts, research assistant: tort, water law, weather modification, family law and constitutional law.  Published 8 articles on GoArticles, and Bad Ass Con Law Chick Blog, 155 million hit on Google

PROFESSIONAL PUBLICATIONS:  DOMESTIC VIOLENCE 101: A User Friendly Manual for Prosecutors & Law Enforcement on Domestic Violence & Sexual Assault, award for national model, under the Violence Against Women Act, given in Washington, D.C., by President Clinton, graphic being used and adapted for Human Body Trafficking, by Department of Justice and states attorney generals; POWERS & DUTIES OF COUNTY ATTORNEYS, a training manual for newly elected and current county attorneys in Utah; A HOLISTIC APPROACH TO DOMESTIC VIOLENCE FOR HEALTH CARE PROVIDERS, published in the University of Utah Medical School, Annual Review; 8 articles published on GoArticles, various political comments

PERSONAL INTERESTS & FAMILY:  politics, writing, public speaking, hiking, camping, golfing. Widow, I Corp. Marine; 4 children: oldest daughter, Intelligence, U.S. Navy, Navy Hall of Fame, master degree, natural resource management, married, Navy SEAL, 3 children; second daughter, Air Force, military linguist, Spanish, #1 in class, almost master degree, International Relations, married, Army, linguist in Arabic, 2 children; oldest son, manager for national computer company, cover 300 magazines, newspapers, and professional journals, create files for movie stars, politicians and companies, wife too, 1 child; and youngest son, student at U of U, rock star, 3 CD deal with Sony, subsidiary, Translation Lost, accepted Berkeley School of Music, Boston, waiter, Blue Plate, SLC, Utah.

ME, MY KIDS, MY EDUCATION, MY EXPERIENCE, MY LICENSES!

Arrest Devious Maids, and the Cops, in this Devious, Celebrity Wife Swap!
Fillings May Be Hot, But They Are Not Me! They Can Be Famous, By Any Other Name, Their Own Kids, Their Own Credentials, and Fuck the Guys!

BITTER BLOOD. CRAZY SPICY. MAGIC CITY--HISTORIC "DUDE RANCHER LODGE" OWNED AND OPERATED BY THE GOAN FAMILY, FROM 1950 TO 1990, NOW ON THE HISTORIC REGISTER--NOW THIS IS MONTANA! OLD STYLE WESTERN DECOR, CLASSIC COWBOY RESTAURANT, WAY COOLER THAN I THOUGHT, SEEING IT FROM WAY DOWN THE STREET, ON MY SUNDAY WALK--WENT UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL TODAY, TEMPTED TO EAT A SECOND BREAKFAST--THEN I FOUND THE BILLINGS PUBIC LIBRARY--WAY COOL, NICE, BRIGHT, AIRY AND HIGH TECH, MODERN CONTRAST TO THE LODGE, WHAT I DIG ABOUT MONTANA. THE FAMILIAR STRANGER, AKA, MY HUSBAND'S DOUBLE LIFE (2004). ROCKETS. CRYSTAL LOUNGE. BILLINGS GAZETTE. YELLOWSTONE ART MUSEUM. NEECEE'S DRESS STORE. YESTERYEAR'S ANTIQUE MALL. BIG DIPPER ICE CREAM. RIVERSTONE CLINIC. CROWN HOTEL. THERE IS A BILLBOARD ON THE WAY TO THE MEN'S RESCUE MISSION, WHERE I HAD TO GET A TB SHOT--OOCH! PART OF THE POLICY FOR STAYING AT THE WOMEN'S RESCUE MISSION, BUT THE BILLBOARD IS ABOUT GETTING TESTED FOR AIDS, BUT THE MODEL LOOKS KIND OF LIKE JAMES KENNEDY! LOL! HE MENTIONED SOMETHING ABOUT HAVING A RANCH, OUTSIDE OF SOME TOWN, I ASSUMED BUTTE, BUT, NOW I AM WONDERING IF HE SAID BILLINGS AND MY MIND, JUST SUPERIMPOSED BUTTE, SINCE WE MET IN BUTTE, MISSING THE CONNECTION WITH AN AUNT HE REGULARLY STAYS WITH IN BILLINGS? WHO KNOWS. SOMEONE ASKED ME, IF THEY HAD SEEN ME BEFORE? I TOLD THEM I HAVE A FACE THAT PEOPLE TEND TO THINK THEY HAVE SEEN, BUT THEN, I HAVE TO REMEMBER, I HAVE SEVERAL SISTERS TRIPPING AROUND THE STATE PRETENDING TO BE ME . . . COULD HAVE SEEN SAY, RACHEL . . . BUT, LIKE THE ROOKIE COP IN THE MOVIE, "ONE OF HER OWN" WHO WAS RAPED BY A FELLOW COP, "THE BIGGER THE BREASTS, THE DUMBER THE GUY." LOL! I HAVE SAID, THAT KENNEDY HAS A BODY TOO GOOD FOR ME, AND MY BRAIN IS BETTER THAN HE DESERVES! LOL! RACHEL IS A COP TYPE CHICK, PLAYED PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR A BIT, HAD A GUN AND BADGE . . . I AM JUST YOUR AVERAGE, BAD ASS CON OR CONSTITUTIONAL LAW CHICK, ATTORNEY, WHO PROTECTS YOUR GUN RIGHTS, BUT IS TOO CHICKEN SHIT TO CARRY! LOL! MY PISTOL MOUTH, IS MY WEAPON OF CHOICE! RACHEL, AND HER ILK, THE OTHER FRAUD BROADS, USE THEIR SEX AS WEAPONS, TOOLS AND IMPLEMENTS TO GET WHAT THEY WANT. EVEN THIN AND BEAUTIFUL, I NEVER USED SEX AS A WEAPON. NEVER NEEDED TO . . .

The Power of a Social Security Number

Just this morning, I asked the physician's assistant, to help me, by writing me a wet signature, signed document--a secondary form of proof, that I am who I say I am--not to mention that Social Security has my whole life on computer file, all my addresses I can confirm, and a print out of all activity for 16 years, and asked me all the questions, then got some notice on the computer screen even after I signed for the new card, that made the window clerk, refuse to give it to me, slowly withdrawing all the paperwork, I had just filled out and signed--stating, that I had visited the clinic staff to vouch for who I am, with the SS window clerk, who withdrew my paperwork, telling me to get a tetanus shot or something--at the time--I don't think so--but three SS offices and cities later, while under duress, I got stuck--I survived my TB shot, barely . . . I prefer to go through the pain of child birth, than get an IV or a shot!  

I told the clinic staff, when they asked me if I was up on my adult immunization, listing off a huge ass number of shots, from flu shots, to tetanus shots, that I could get while I was at the clinic, opting only for the mandatory one, hoping I could also, get the proof I need, to get my Social Security Card Replacement, leaving me, a legal fiction, at this point, having had all forms of I.D., other than a birth certificate, stolen several years ago--replacements a dream at this point, and as of late, I got my backpack stolen, but the thief, either had a conscious, about taking my computer, cell phone, cash, on my birthday, one week before Christmas, and what not, but, returning my mail, which happened to include my birth certificate that it took me a year and a half and several attempts to get, still being unsuccessful, at replacing my Social Security Card, driver's license, etc., all agencies, operated by the government, so no surprise.  What is easy for most people, is a monumental achievement for this little, alleged, JoAnn McVeigh, wife of Timothy Nichols, of the Oklahoma bombing fame, somehow, considered an enemy combatant, homegrown terrorist, and enemy of the state . . . you could add, that all the fuckers who think this, all took the same, oath I did!

Curiosity Didn't Kill the Cat . . . Or There Would Be No Doubt Who I Am!  Of Course There I NO Doubt, They Created The Doubles!

Anyone who has gone through this nightmare, knows, it is like, a circular argument, doing nothing and getting nowhere, without rhyme or reason.  I was in Kalispell, attempting, AGAIN, to get a SS card and at least some I.D., since, cars and trucks, homes and furniture, and such, are totally out of my range now, after this shit going on, stopping me from even having the tools of the trade, a fucking vehicle and a place, that I can accept legal documents!  But, FBI, good guys, who are not sworn protectors of the blue code, the day I went to the Flathead County DMV, they were testing the new cameras for I.D. and driver's licenses, and wanted me to be a test agent, so they took my picture, in the system, even though, they still refused me, an I.D. card, telling me, I first needed a SS card, and with me, starting at the SS office, across the hall, telling me, I needed a official government picture I.D., so there you have it folks, I was forced to get a shot, and it took the Billings, Montana Women's and Child Rescue Mission to demand I get an shot . . . so, I have three I.D. pictures of late: (1) what they call a pre-authorized or something like that picture, now on record, but without the proper documentation for an I.D., card, that I have to get a shot and wet signature from a clinic, which I did, but they said, they couldn't state for assured that I am, JoAnn S. Secrist, but (2) they also took a face sheet and I.D., picture, that at least proves the person who suffered through a shot, very professionally administered, was ME; and (3) the rescue mission also took a picture of me; therefore, I would assume, with the picture of me, on my blog, that I have been writing for two and a half years, one might think, between my stories, that match, perfectly the times, dates and locations of my blog, one could safely assume, that I am, exactly who I say I am, fucking bad ass con law chick, JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D.!

There was also a cop, parked down the street from the Men's Rescue Mission, where I got my shot, who might could testify, that there was a woman, limping, along, 29th Street, heading to 1st Ave, about 9:00 to 9:30 A.M., as I headed, by Neecee's or Knee Sees, dress store, plus, the Billings Public Library, was not quite open, when I got here, around, 9:49 A.M., and there is a surveillance camera, right outside, near the bike racks, I was sitting, on waiting for the library to open.  My trail, stories, shelters, all match my blog, that I tell you, I write, with a picture, but, the super mob, made of of Mormons, federal cops, who are Mormons, state and local Mo cops, family, clients, friends, extended family, etc., anyone who would rather lie, and state that I am someone other than I am, getting part of the cut, for the blog gold mine, of at least a million to 5 million, at one penny per hit, reaching somewhere between a billion and 5 billion, probably low ball, because I don't know how many versions of the title, they have, nor what is going through the dark web or deep Internet, going unnoticed, not taxed and under the radar screen, perfect, to steal, and not get caught, or state that I am the one, getting the money . . . so how do you account for staying in all the shelters, and subjecting myself to all the torture of a tetanus shot?  

The pain is proof . . . LOL!  IT'S ME!  FAT AND SASSY!  But otherwise the picture of health! LOL!  The law is the law, and I am who I am!  Not quit the great I AM, but close . . . license plate, I passed just before getting to the library . . . ARLHERO or A Real Hero!  And that I am, if I am the only one who, will admit it--the government knows, that is why they prefer big breasted women; they are fucking stupid! and they are fucking too!  LOL!

Double Identity Discover Through Social Security Card . . . DA

THE FAMILIAR STRANGER, AKA, MY HUSBAND'S DOUBLE LIFE

You, dear reader, know by now, unless you are new, hit maker, that I love, watching true crime movies, based on true events, and this is one such movie . . . and, as is sometimes the case, I can't remember, if I have seen it before, sometimes I know I have, but, wonder why the YouTube Gods are kicking it for me to watch again, as a recommended movie, generally based on what I put in my blog or the keywords I used the day before, or even hours before . . . and it seemed to me, like this one kicked up, from some name I had mentioned, that was part of the movie cast, or some strange connection, but watching this the second time, holy shit, with a few minor changes of characters, and a bit of imagination, this movie, as others have been, is just another layer of helping me, give, the good guys, not part of the blue code, of dishonor, some of the juicy details, it might take them forever if ever, to find, or I can connect the dots, for them, saving them time and resources that speed up the process in this tale of crime, stolen identity, layers of I.D.s, multiple husbands, allegedly married to me, but, actually showing up in public places, as if they were me, even presenting lectures, as if they were me, while the same men, lie for them, and set the troops of cops, and loyalists after me, suppressing MY true identity as the money maker, so they can take the credit, accolades and recognition plus, get the money, I make, or my son's music makes, keeping it all in the mob's control . . . just this morning, some chicks in the shelter, were wondering who the woman who woke us up and is on staff today is . . . heads up, one of Mitt's CIA or FBI army of liars, protecting the guilty and harming the innocent or me.  She went around introducing herself to some of the women, including me, but, this is generally the ABC's of it, bring in the feds, and lie, covering, the TRUTH, I am, EXACTLY WHERE I CLAIM TO BE IN MY BLOG, each day; however, they, have access, change, things, so, who knows what version you get?

Act I: Happy Family, Dad, Mom, Two Darling Sons

The movie opens with the all American family, spending happy times together in the woods, staying in the family cabin, dad playing fun games, mom in cleaning, reading or taking a break from her housewife, duties of the week.  The adoring father, and husband, just can't tell the family, how much they mean to him, how lucky his is to have them, and loving on them . . . they mean the world . . . remember the psychopath's traits, well a classic example, and based on true events.  Shortly after the family gets back, dad comes home, he has been fired from his job at the university, charges of embezzling money from the finances, claiming this or that, check came to this or that professor, never touched by them, intercepted by the father, a well respected and loved man in the community, with him, taking up to $25,000.  The case goes to court, dad, is just given weekends in jail . . . those white collar criminals, easy deals, always, seen as so much less, worthy of jail time that some teen who shoplifts from Walmart, even needing the shirt or shoes, being punished, being left in jail, and with fines, double what the cost of the item was . . . I am not justifying any crime, but, the white collar criminal, never gets what they would, had they been a back robber, rather than an embezzler.  Dad is so embarrassed and distraught over his crimes and the shame it brings to this family, he leaves a note, claiming he can no longer live, and he is committing suicide, believing that the family will be better off without him, copping out . . . 

Act II: Mom Picks Up the Pieces of Shatter Life, Gets a Job, Raises Two Great Sons . . . Until She Gets Notice From Social Security, That Her Husband Was Not Dead, and that She Needed to Repay, the $53,500 in Benefits Paid to the Boys, After Dad Was Allegedly Dead

The little housewife, is now working for the Chamber of Commerce, has connections, and is a bit more savvy than she had previously been, just working and handing her paycheck over to her husband, never questioning what he was doing with it, or who he might be spending it on, leading to the mess at the college. The wife, starts, pondering the thought, that someone must have gotten her husband's Social Security number and they figured that he, was not dead, when in reality, someone else had perpetrated a fraud on the system and this would all be cleared up in a few days, surely he was dead and this was a mistake, or there was some explanation for this mess.  Never did she dream in a million years, that her husband, faked his death, and he was still alive, and now, she was not only the wife he abandoned, but he abandoned the sons he claimed to love so much to, and all that he told her and the boys, was a lie?  She didn't believe it, until she started searching for stuff on the Internet, and she was shocked at what someone could find on someone, knowing their Social Security number and their name.

Eventually, she finds out, that he is in fact, alive, moved to a new place, is using a new name, and is the pillar of society, living with a new woman, he, I think, met while working at the university he embezzled from.  Her husband, Patrick, had been arrested for some more charges, and he was forced to use, his old Social Security number, even though the probation officer, allowed him to use, his fake name!  But, as part of the conditions, for some plea deal, the old Pat, had to pay back or pay all the rest of his, original charges, the $10,000, I would assume, what he still owed when he stopped payments on the $25,000.  This new charge put him and his Social Security number back on the radar screen, after 10 years of protected peace, living under his new name, in his new community, with his new lady, and just like magic, the new amazing, whatever his new name was, popped up, and again, he was the big man, about the community, helping with charities, and getting honors and awards where he worked . . . remember, the rising star trait of the psychopath, the smooth talker, but eventually, the ruthless, cut throat, bully, with no conscience, emerges again, shocking everyone, that he is a fraud.

Act III: Wife Discovers, Same Old Guy, Full of Lies, Bull Shitting His Way Through Life, No Remorse, No Empathy For His Own Sons, No Offer of Help Paying Back the SS Money, Given Based On His Death . . . She Decides to Prosecute Him.  He is Convicted, Goes To Prison . . . Nothing Changed!

This is story about a classic psychopath, and she nails him, totally . . . he tries to feed her the sob story, that, he did it, faking his death, for her and the boys; she is not so naive now, and she, coldly and calmly, tells him, no, you did this for you, this was best for you.  The psycho is all about themselves, they fain, love, loyalty, endearment, only as long as it benefits, number one, and that is themselves . . . they have one master, on concern, and that is for whatever their needs are, never looking back or worrying about the wake of fear, dread, responsibility they left behind, never cleaning up their own mess, so to say.  And again, the community, they have served, always, a rising star, a community pillar, is connected with these people, that is who they get away with what they do, they have everyone fooled, bought their status, so to say, covering tons of crimes, broken lives, shattered families and destruction, for anyone, who happened to be the unfortunate ones who believed their bull shit in the first part.  This man, let his own mother, who battled with cancer, go to her grave, thinking her son committed suicide.

The wife, goes to see her husband, still, legally married, in prison, even supporting him then, having claimed at his sentencing, that he loved his family, never wanted to hurt them, was proud of his boys, and this bull shit was not for the judge to give him a lighter sentence . . . but as the wife, questioned him, she point blank, asked him, if he had ever loved her, and he took the receiver of the phone and hung up.  That said it all.  His sons, that any father would be proud of, came to see him, the oldest, who knew and loved him the most, having had more time, to be sucked in by his bull shit, had done some research and questioned the father on his suicide note, on his embezzlement, and on his double life, and the oldest son, couldn't stand looking at his father and leaves.  The younger of the two, is more pragmatic, and sensible . . . he is there dad, and he is his son, regardless of all the drama.  But, again, it is always, more interesting, what the NSA, Shelley or Kay, the ones, who the government gives, equal, if not more access to this blog account, starting just three weeks after the inception, of the blog, fighting tooth and nail, since the beginning . . . I happen to have the Midas Touch, did at the state, did on my cases, and do connected through my kids, and have in this blog . . . all of course, claimed by one or all of the fraud broads, who have managed with the help of the government, to stop, all possibility of connecting me to my own Social Security number, but eventually Shelley and Kay, both in their 60's are going to have to get off my back and soc number, and go back to their own, but, at one point in the movie, while the husband is telling his loving lies, to the court and family, one last time, all in show, he makes the statement, all crimes are not committed in hate . . . 

The film or video, stops at that point.  As it has in the past, and I have simply been able to either get back on the net, or re-enter the name of the movie in the search box on YouTube, and then the movie will kick back up again, which I did, and it came up again, and stopped again at that same point . . . not all crimes are committed in hate, stopping in the middle of the word hate, leaving me to wonder, is the focus of whomever is watching this with me and had control, saying they did not do these crimes in hate, or, stopping in the middle of the word HATE, twice, making the statement, that they hate me, also being either a family member, friend, or lover or husband . . . very interesting Watson?  During the movie, there was an advertisement for another telling movie, I Killed My BFF, possibly Kay, aka, JoAnn, jumping right there, in my place with Brett's help, after Shelley had done the same thing, but Kay and I had been friends since, fucking 7th grade!  Go figure, is she telling me, that the crimes were not committed in hate? or telling me that Brett hated me, like the husband who could not admit that he ever loved his wife?  But, clearly what was done, crimes committed by all of these, traitors and liars, was not done, for my benefit, they have lived "It's a Wonderful Life" with symbolically named, Jimmy Stewart, Brett Stuart/Stewart, while I have lived, The Hills Have Eyes, dealing with government, family, client, church, etc., monsters, who had the power, opportunity, access, and influence to fucking make my life hell!

Just as the wife, who had been dumped on, and had it much tougher, after her husband left, and even tougher, as her boys were college age, now looking at paying back Social Security, due to the fraud of her husband, even worse.  No, these acts were terrorist acts, against, someone, whom they, used to benefit themselves . . . in a strange twist on the movie, it was, Kay, Brett, Shelley, who had the loser lives, capitalized, on my Pick's Disease and then, as I came out of it, or before, for Elliot's music, making a fake band of their kids, all of the sudden with a shit load of money, new identity with a stellar legal career, Shelley having never been an attorney, and Kay, being a below average earning attorney, benefiting greatly from my credentials, with Brett's ego, too large, to be with your average attorney, he needed someone like me, and then did all in his power, to hold me down, so the amazing, JoAnn Secrist Stuart/Stewart, got all the money, all the glory from my kick ass cases . . . and they did it with fucking, malice of forethought, would have murdered me, had they ever been able to catch me!

All Their Crimes Were Committed With HATE, They Were Hate Crimes, Protected by the Blue Code!

Brett refused to sign anything, in our non-ceremonial or non-solemnized marriage, legal the second, you do 5 things, all of which we did, necessitating a divorce: (1) intent to marry; (2) ability to consent; (3) holding yourselves out as husband and wife; (4) gaining a general reputation as husband and wife; and (5) cohabitation, all of which we did for 18 months.  Perfect for what these mobsters had in mind--I thought I was going to die, didn't see any need, for paperwork and a county recorder or marriage officially on the books, so, all Brett had to do, when I left him, is move Kay Baby into my place, much as this man in the movie did, he didn't divorce his wife, nor marry the new lady, he just lived with her, and was able to pull off the double life, until reality, age and crime, caught up with him.  Even his probation officer was hesitant to question the big man in the community, giving to charities, working a legitimate job, and a pillar, as I am sure, with all the money, these fuckers and hacks, made off me and my family, plus my name and credentials, denying me access to my own fucking I.D. and history, forcing me on the streets, while they lavish in the lifestyle I FUCKING EARNED FOR MY KIDS and MYSELF, they enjoyed, and the dirt ass lives they should have lived, they turned around and benefited themselves and tried to KILL ME! even claiming my own children, when they proved to be, better than the fruits of their fucked up parenting . . . the amazing shit show, everyone covered these pillars of the community for!

As I was walking over, to the library, a truck passed me, it was white with a blue back, that said, something like, We Help People.  I dare anyone, who has known me, or read this blog, that can find one shred of evidence, that would prove, had I gotten the money from my cases, my legislative analysis, my blog, in the billions, would ever have not helped people?  Are you fucking shitting me . . . I would not need the limo, the high rent districts, the fancy clothes and jewels, the ski trips; it takes very little to make me happy, and the rest would have gone to my children, to set up a foundation, probably, mainly for educational purposes, and the rest for them to decide, having raised them to be loving, compassionate and caring, to help in the ways they saw fit.  Chris, having been raised by this mother, when, only about three to five years old, when given money for a church bizarre, took his $5 and didn't spend it on the race cars, the toys, the goodies, he saw that the Hispanic friend of mine, whom, I had befriended, and who had a still born baby, later to just sleep with a guy to have a baby, poor as a church mouse, but a mother, didn't have shoes for her baby, and he went over without saying a word, and used his fun money to buy, this baby, cute little moccussins. 

 Of course, the NSA or Shelley or Kay, Brett and the fucks that monitor and will claim this blog, as they have my wonderfully loving son, whom I will call this afternoon, returning his call from yesterday . . . verify, verify, verify . . . want my children, not their own, fucked up spoiled BRATZ.

This is Up Close and Personal . . . It is All About Hating Me!

MALICE OF FORETHOUGHT, ATTEMPTED MURDER!