MIDNIGHT PULP! POPSUGAR. FOXCATCHER. JUSEED. GOLDSTAR. COMMAND. DO NO HARM. IT'S JUST MORE FUN IN THE BOX. JOBOX. JOGEAR. LAST WORDS I READ YESTERDAY: THE LORD WILL NOT LEAVE YOU ALONE! FIRST WORDS, I HEARD THIS MORNING: BEHOLD THE LORD IS WITH YOU! NO SHIT! BIG TIME STING OPERATION, LAST NIGHT AT THE POVERELLO, PLANNED FROM THE WAY THINGS LOOKED ONCE I LEFT, AT 2:00 AM, FOR ABOUT 2:30 PM, LOL, RUINED THE PARTY PLANNED YESTERDAY, GLAD TO DO IT AGAIN, LAST NIGHT! LOL! (1) ALL NEW STAFF ON LAST NIGHT, TAKE ME OFF GUARD WITH OLD GUARD, GONE; (2) ANNIE, MOST LIKELY AN UNDERCOVER COP, OR PAID BY THE COPS, KEPT TELLING ME ABOUT A DREAM, SHE HAD THE NIGHT BEFORE, THAT SHE WOKE UP IN THE FOREST AND I HAD LEFT HER! AT THE TIME, SINCE I LOVE DREAMS AND INTERPRETING THEM, ESPECIALLY WHEN I AM IN THEM, WAS, THAT, I MAY TAKE OFF THIS TIME, AND REALLY NEVER COME BACK TO MISSOULA, WHERE ANNIE AND I HAVE HOOKED UP, OVER THE LAST THREE YEARS, OFF AND ON. SHE HAS BEEN INSISTANT, THAT I PUT MY MAT, NEAR HER'S THE LAST TWO NIGHTS, IDENTIFIER? YESTERDAY, SOME BIG ASS BLACK COP, CAME STROLLING IN THE POV., RIGHT AROUND 6:00 AM, LOOKING FOR SOMEONE, I JETTED OUT THE DOOR, DON'T CARE, NOT STICKING AROUND TO FIND OUT WHO HE WAS LOOKING FOR! LOL! I HAD TO TAKE TWO BUSES, HIDE IN THE MAGIC DIAMOND CASINO, DOWN THE ROAD TWICE, YESTERDAY, BEFORE 7:30 AM, AND STILL HAD COPS, PULLING IN THE POV, AT THE TIME I AM SUPPOSE TO REPORT FOR CHORE DUTY! NO THANKS . . . I WAITED A HALF HOUR, DARTED IN AND OUT, GOT MY JOB DONE, BUT ONLY AFTER I OUTWAITED THE COPS, DID I PROCEED BACK TO THE POVERELLO CENTER! I SAW ANNIE LATER, SHE ACTED ALL PISSED, AND WHEN I TOLD HER, ABOUT THE COPS, SHE SAID, NO, THREE PEOPLE HAD THEIR CELL PHONES STOLEN, THEY WERE NOT AFTER YOU! OH, WELL, YOU COULD HAVE FOOLED ME! I NEVER SAW, ANYONE, RUNNING AROUND QUESTIONING PEOPLE ABOUT CELL PHONES, GENERALLY COURSE OF ACTION, WHEN ONE IS STOLEN, IS TO ASK EVERYONE IN THE PLACE, IF THEY HAVE SEEN ANYONE WITH IT, AND THERE WAS NO GATHERING OF PEOPLE AT THE FRONT DESK, WHEN THE COP CAME, PROBABLY MORE THAN ONE! LOL! I ALWAYS ERROR ON THE SIDE OF SAFETY! GOOD RULE OF LAW! (3) THERE WERE ABOUT DOUBLE THE NUMBER OF CHICKS IN OVERFLOW LAST NIGHT, AND ONE, NEAR ME, ACTING ALL THE PRIMA DONNA, WAS BITCHING AND MOANING ABOUT THIS AND THAT, AND THAT SHE HAD TO WORK A 12 HOUR SHIFT TOMORROW? DOING OVER TIME AT THE RIVER ROOTS FESTIVAL? PROBABLY. (4) I WOKE UP AT 1:00 AM, BECAUSE A COUPLE OF GRILS WERE TALKING, PASSING CELL PHONES, AND GENERALLY BEING PAINS IN THE ASS, AND I SLEEP TOTALLY SOUND, BUT I LAID THERE, AND WONDERED, WHY I WAS AWAKE . . . YOU COULD, ON MOST OCCASIONS, DRVIE A FREIGHT TRAIN THROUGH THE ROOM AND I WOULD NOT WAKE UP, DIDN'T NEED TO RELIEVE MYSELF, SO, I WAS PUZZLED. THERE WAS THIS SMALL CHICK, WEARING NOTHING BUT A TEAL COLORED BRA, AND CAMO PANTS, ONE OF THE ONES, MAKING ISSUES, NOT LOUD, BUT LOUD ENOUGH, AND I GLANCED OUT THE WINDOW, AND RIGHT AT THAT TIME, A COP CAR DROVE BY! MY SIGN, SHE IS A COP! (4) I ARGUED WITH MYSELF, AND GOD, THIS IS WAY TOO EARLY, BUT I HAVE LEFT THE POV. AT ALL TIMES OF THE NIGHT, WHEN DIFFERENT STING OPS HAVE BEEN PLANNED, SO THIS IS NOTHING NEW, AND I KNOW, THAT TIME AND TIME AGAIN, THEY PLANNED ON GETTING ME, ABOUT 5 MINUTES AFTER I AM HEADING OUT THE DOOR, WITH STUPIFIED LOOKS ON ALL THE PLAYERS, STUPID FACES! LOL! (5) I CUDDLED UP, STRATCHING MY BACK WITH MY GLASSES, THINKING, COME ON GOD, GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK! RIGHT THEM, I GOT A STING, LIKE FEELING ON MY LEG, LIKE THAT IS NOT TOTALLY SYMBOLIC, LIKE, HELL, YEAH, GIRL, YOU GOT A STING OP ON YOUR ASS! (6) SO LIKE THE OBEDIENT, DAUGHTER, CHILD OF GOD THAT I AM, I GOT UP, PACKED UP MY SHIT, SO THAT I DIDN'T WAKE ANYONE, NOW, ALL EITHER PRETENDING TO BE ASLEEP, OR JUMPING THE GUN, OR WAITING FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS, OR NOTHING? I DROPPED OFF AND CLEANED MY MAT; GAVE THE CHICK AT THE FRONT DESK, SOME MISINFORMATION, THAT I COULD NOT SLEEP, THAT IS WHY THE OXFORD IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE PLACES, HEADING UP FOR A MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT BREAKFAST, WHICH IS NOT OUT OF CHARACTER AT ALL FOR ME, BUT GENERALLY ON PAY DAY! LOL! SHE DIDN'T BLINK AND EYE, WHAT I LOVE ABOUT THE MILLENIUMS, THEY LIVE, BREATHE AND DIE BY SOCIAL MEDIA, AND THEY DON'T WANT TO BE INTERRUPTED FOR ANYTHING! LOL! (7) NOT TO MY SURPRISE, SOME DUDE, I HAVE LONG EXPECTED AS AN UNDERCOVER COP, WAS SITTING, AT THE DOOR, OUTSIDE THE POV.--SURVEILLANCE, RIGHT AT 2:00 AM, AT THE SAME TIME A WHITE VAN PULLED UP, DROPPING OFF ANOTHER DUDE, ACROSS THE STREET, AS I BOOKED IT DOWN THE STREET TO RUN INTO, MR. 007 HIMSELF, PIERCE BRONSON'S SON, OR LOOK-ALIKE, AND I THOUGHT, DAMNED RIGHT, SOMETHING IS UP, SOME DUDE WAS TAKING UP MY NORMAL ESCAPE RESTING POINT, VANTAGE POINT FOR SPYING ON THE COPS! AT THE BUS SHELTER DOWN THE STREET, AND JUST THEN, I NOTICE A COP, SNEAKING AROUND THE CORNER, SO, I HEAD OVER TO ANOTHER HIDING PLACE, AND WAIT FOR ABOUT 5 MINUTES, AS, AT LEAST 5 COPS, WAY HEAVY TRAFFIC FOR THAT TIME AND PLACE, ARE GOING UP AND DOWN, BY THE DIAGONAL! SOMEONE MUST HAVE ALERTED THE COPS, FUGATIVE ON THE LOOSE, OUTLAW WITHOUT A CRIME, ESCAPED THE POV. BLEW OUR STING OP! ALL OUT MAN HUNT! OR WOMAN HUNT! LOL! GAME ON, HAVE TO BE ON GAME, AT ALL TIMES! BUT, I AM! THE STING IN THE BACK OF THE LEG DID IT! (7) SUDDENLY, I SAW A GUY, OVER AT THE ZIP TRIIP, RUNNING, MY GOD INTEL, TO MAKE A FAST BREAK! SO I DID, AND JUST THEN, I NOTICED, THERE WERE GUYS, FUCKING ON EVERY CORNER, COMING AND GOING, AS IF LOOKING FOR ME, I HEADED UP TO MY SECRET, TRAMP CAMP, FOR SAFETY, ALMOST RAN STRAIGHT INTO A COP, AT THE CORNER! HE GAVE SIGNALS, SPED AROUND THE CORNER, LETTING OUT THIS WHIMPER OF A SIGNAL, NOT A SIREN, BUT A WHOOP, WHOOP, WHOOP, SOUND . . . NO DIP SHIT, IT IS I, WHO IS GIVING COPS THE OLD "WHOOP ASS!" BUT WITHIN, A FEW MINUTES, I WATCHED, TWO MORE COPS, TWO SHERIFFS AND ONE HIGHWAY PATROL, GOING ALONG THE ROAD, OR ONE OF THE ROADS, I WOULD LIKELY GO TO THE OXFORD! FOOLED YOU AGAIN, FOUND MY SPOT, AFTER WATCHING THE ACTION, THE HUNTED, ALWAYS WATCHING THE HUNTERS! I GOT ANOTHER 3 TO 4 HOURS OF UNINTERRUPTED SLEEP! (8) HOWEVER, THE TRAFFIC, ON SATURDAY, MORNING AT AROUND 7:00 AM, WAS FAR BUSIER THAN THE WEEK DAYS? FARMER'S MARKET? SPIES, SURE A SHIT LOAD OF GUYS OUT ON THE STREET, EVEN MR. ANTI-GOOD NEIGHBOR POLICY WONK, WHO ONE MORNING THIS WEEK, AND I WROTE ABOUT HIM, ACTED LIKE A SCARED CANARY, WHEN HE PASSED ME, AFTER I HAD BLUEBERRY PANCAKES, SAUSAGE, O.J., AT MISSOULA, 3:16, WHERE I GOT EARLY MORNING WORSHIP, WATCHING A VIDEO OF MARY, MOTHER OF JESUS, BEING HIGHLY FAVORED OF WOMEN, TO BE THE MOTHER OF CHRIST, AND HER HEAVENLY VISITATION FROM THE ANGEL, GABRIEL, I WANT TO SAY? (9) SOME INDIAN DUDE, WHOM I MET IN BUTTE, GOT SO DRUNK, LAST NIGHT, THAT, HE HAD TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL--I MET HIM IN BUTTE, THE YEAR BEFORE LAST, WINTER, WHEN I MET JAMES KENNEDY, AND HE WANTED TO HANG OUT WITH ME . . . NO, I AM A LONE DUCK, OR LONE WOLF, HE WAS FROM WOLF POINT! LOL! BUT SPORATIC MEN, STREWN THROUGH OUT MY WALK BETWEEN, 3:16 AND THE BREAK, WHERE I AM NOW! LOOKED LIKE A FEW FEDS, WHEN I CAME IN, ALL GONE NOW! THEY HAD PROBABLY BEEN HERE, WATCHING SINCE 6 OR MAYBE 5, I THINK, THE CAFE' OPENS EARLIER, OR SO IT SEEMED, RECENTLY? OH, DID ANYONE, AT THE GAME, SEE, ONE OF THREE OF MY DOUBLES, WHO COULD HAVE BEEN AT THE GRIZ CELEBRATION AND UNVAILING OF THE JUMBO TRON, SEE, ONE OF THEM WEARING MY ORANGE, "GRIZ" BALL CAP? THE LAST TIME I SAW IT WAS THE NIGHT, I SLEPT UNDER THE PINES, WHEN THERE WAS ANOTHER STING OP, AND COPS LOOKING ALL OVER, AND THOSE TWO COPS, STOOD IN THE PARKING LOT OF FRESH MARKET, PONDERING THE MYSTERIES OF THE UNIVERSE, OR DECIDING WHETHER THE CONFRONT US, ME AND SOME DRUNK, OR NOT? LOL! I THINK, I EITHER, LEFT IT AT MY TRAMP CAMP, UNDER THE STARS, OR SOMEONE WAS PAID TO STEAL IT, WHEN I TOOK A SHOWER AT THE POV. LATER THAT DAY OR NIGHT? ANYWAY, THOSE ORANGE GRIZ CAPS, ARE RARE AS FAR AS I CAN SEE, MOST ARE MAROON OR GRAY, THE COLOR OF THE UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA, SO, MY ORANGE POV. FUND RAISER HAT WAS STOLEN, AND NOW MY ORANGE GRIZ HAT! IT'S FUNNY, FOR SOME REASON, THIS MORNING, I WAS THINKING OF A COVERSATION, I HAD WITH SOME CHICK, ABOUT, NEVER WANTING TO BE WITH A DOCTOR, LAWYER, OR ANOTHER PROFESSION, AND THAT TOOK ME BACK TO SOME OF THE FANCY, DINNERS, BEING A DIGNITARY, LIKE MY DOUBLES ARE, ON MY NAME, I AM SURE, AND ON MY MONEY, AND I THOUGHT OF ALL THE SWANKY, ELEGANT EVENTS, THAT I HAVE HAD OVER THE YEARS WITH THE ATTORNEY GENERALS, THE BAR, THE LEGAL PROFESSIONA AND AT THE U OF U, WITH PROFESSORS AND UNIVERSITY STAFF, IN ADDITION TO BEING, GENERAL COUNSEL FOR THE UTAH MEDICAL ASSOCIATION, AND BEING BORED TO TEARS, UP AT SNOWBIRD, SKI RESORT, LISTENING TO SOME ASSHOLE,, PLASTIC SURGEON, GOING ON AND ABOUT THE NUMBER OF YEARS AND TRAINING, HE HAD TO HAVE, AND NOW ALL THE MONEY HE MADE! GIVE ME BREAKFAST WITH A DRUNK INDIAN! LOL! THOSE WERE MY THOUGHTS WHILE LOOKING OVER THE "ORANGE STREET" BRIDGE, LOOKING AT THE TRAFFIC, AND THE MURAL, ON THE WALLS OF AN INDIAN BRAVE AND HIS PRINCESS, LOOKING AT OLD TIME MISSOULA! COOL MORNING, PERFECT WEATHER, AND BREAKING BAD, EVERY STING OP, FROM THE NIGHT TO BREAKFAST, WITH THE INDIAN TRYING TO DELAY MY SUDDEN DEPARTURE, WAS THWARTED! THANK GOD, AND THAT STING, ON THE BACK OF MY LEG, THAT ROUSED ME OUT OF BED! LOL! THE HUNT . . .

P.S., Posted 41 Minute after Blog . . . I forgot the punch line!  After doing all of this below, watching, writing, note taking, etc., I got on the Mountain Line bus, and one of the buses signs caught my eye, it said: "More Than Just a Sign!"  Then I looked at the passenger, sitting across from me, and he had a National Geographis Magazine in his hands, and the cover story was about SICILY, does the Italian Mafia or the Sicilian ring any bells?  Brett Todd Stewart/Stuart, my 3rd, ex, always subscripted or got an order of National Geographic and Architectural Digest Mag, the Italian Stallion?  The first movie, Brett chose for me to watch with him, was, MOBSTERS AND MORMONS!

BETTER MATTERS . . . NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC, SICILY

So, going back, to yesterday afternoon, when I was coming from the library, after watching, FBI Files, because, I could not get my computer, to bring up, a true crime movie based on true events, so I could just chill and enjoy, because, I always, feel, like I should be taking notes, learning something, so I can pass, it on to you, dear reader, so you can learn, or some rookie cop, of some flavor, who actually, gets a bee up their butt, and decides that, these super mob, chicks and chaps, just have to go, and had just watched, an episode, on, some undercover sting op, on the mafia, and I didn't write down the name of the episode, but, it was talking about a complex crime ring, which, my case also involves, with cops, going head to head with killers, the C-13 Drug Task Force, in New York, back in the 1980's, wanted to end the source of the drugs, flowing into the city because, taking out the small time traffickers and dealers, was just not making a dent in the amount of stuff sold on the streets, with another small time punk, just taking the place of the last, dealer, marking his corner or his turf, so they decided, they needed someone to go undercover, against the Columbian drug cartels, who were at odds with the Carlee cartel, and wanting to hook up with the American mafia, seeing they already had things wired, and under control, thinking they could learn from the pros.

But, the Columbians, were first into, cloned cell phones, HELLO!, like mine last few have been, especially, my last number, that I have used with at least my last, 4 cell phones, leaving the original, in Grand Junction,, to fool the police, who had chased me for 6 fucking hours the night before, leaving it, in Walmart, open 24 hours, so, I would be long gone before, they noticed that, it was my cell phone, they were tracking, not me, and then ditching my computer, on the bus, when some dude, assassin or fed, kept, bugging the shit out of me, asking me this and that, sitting near me, actually, he sat right on the computer, that had been compromised and shut down, by FBI surveillance low flying airplanes, the night before, that I was dumping, on the bus, going to Las Vegas, a detour from the normal, Denver route, where I was denied, meeting up with my son, ELLIOT, who was playing a gig, at some bar in Denver, with his new band, back then, The Ditch and the Delta, going back a bit, to real hard core, heavy metal, but, someone surely didn't want me, meeting Elliot, for back stage free entrance, as his mother, was, mommy Kay, aka, me, there, daddy, Brett, monitoring the tour?  Anyway, I was forced to miss the concert, last August, I recall, and go through Parowan, Utah, where my house is, and then to Las Vegas, to get to Salt Lake?  Are you kidding me . . . hits, and shits!  But, just recently, when I took off to Bozeman, on the lurch, again, out of the blue, and unexpectedly, I gave my phone, with the number, 406.218.1777, to an associate, former roommate from Kalispell, who probably, turned it right over to the, fraud broads, in fact, last night, this same chick, and her bow or husband, was wearing, a sparkly, PINK, perfectly fitting, new black, red, and bling, sweatshirt, Shannon, still at the Pov, she just happened to find it, and like all other snitches, the clothes fit perfect, that they find in the garbage can, or the street, or at the free clothing places, like yeah.

Some Mafia Tips, and Admonition to Undercover with the Mob, I Learned

• all undercover operations have to be orchestrated and carefully, monitored, and controlled, not only to protect the undercover, but, to create the sense of authenticity, to the deal
• start small first, go for the common business, of cloned cell phones, before, pushing, into the drug area, and going up the food chain to the mafia hierarchy, with these cell phones, the clone can get free service by riding on the service of the original owner, with the service they pay for . . . Shelley, I have had my messages, up to 5, that I want to get back to, all go missing, later on, or had them just disappear when I wanted to check them . . . alienation of parental affection, stop all communications, take away home, vehicle and monitor the phones and emails, that are all on constant surveillance, making Elliot and other kids, Greta, Nicole, Chris, all think, I abandoned them again, which, I never did the first time, but they were young and impressionable, with villains, who want to claim them as their own kids, so they can play, the dotting parents of superstars, for monetary and control reasons, rather than love, but, the mob had to stop, communications and love, between the real mother and the real kids, making it look, like this was just part of the personality of your mother, to be selfish, do her own, thing, rather than the truth, to save their lives, not wanting the mob, to kill them, a real fucking worry, while they had clone people for them too!
• never look over anxious, and too eager, that is a dead give away, that you are undercover cops
• the mob works under a strict, code of secrecy, HELLO! why do you think, you can't get anything out of them, and have to watch for signs and symbols, with former federal cops, training the super mob, talking without talking, or communicating!
• they never use their REAL NAME, they use, MINE, 10 women? good name, great reputation, perfect cover for illegal activity, mob shit, and criminal enterprises, take the name, cops fear, to keep them in check, and the one respected and connected with the United States Constitution, then be the GREAT ILLUSION, and slowly lead the people astray, down the primrose path, to fucking hell!
• the mob, will often use, counter-surveillance, to check to see if the undercover is for real, watching their moves, their clothes, and watching, their own people, interact with the cop, to see if they can rat out the undercover, mole or rat, and they will kill, someone they think, is interfering or giving the cops information, as a confidential informant, or a cop!
• the first step, once the subject is identified, or subjects, and is the target, open a god damned investigation!  You can't just willy, nelly, kind of watch these douche bags, you have to decide, see evidence of probable cause and then go for it, 100% committed to taking them down, like them or not!
• you have to be willing to go A to Z with this investigation, if you can't ride the bull the full eight seconds, don't get on the bull!  DEADLY!
• the undercover, in this case, was raised around mafia, he know how they looked, what wise guys acted like, the way they dressed, their lingo!  You have to get someone, who can appear to be an insider, someone, that fits in, and someone, who is smart . . . I was thinking the other day, about what traits, I would focus on, in picking a good FBI or CIA agents, so far above and beyond, weight, which, I have proven, is not an issue, because, I beat their asses, for YEARS!, but, (1) intellectual curiosity; (2) tenacity; and (3) creativity . . . these used to be the three elements, of recognizing a GIFTED PERSON! use that as a guide!
• the undercover, needs to have an knowledge of the inner workings of whatever, it is that you are, investigating . . . I keep seeing, on route, #12, bus, this church, called, At the Gates Church while the song, Knock, Knock, Knocking on Heavens Door, is playing, ironically . . . but, with this super mob, you need someone, like myself, who knows, not only government, but Mormon Church, stuff, because, there are dirty old and new, FBI and CIA agents, who are on the inner circles of this super mob, of Mormons, Mobsters, and Men in Black, or the feds, controlling and directing, the CRIMINAL ENTERPRISE, with the association, needed to be proven, that all activities go through, as the MORMON CHURCH!  With 70 to 90% of the intelligence community, being Mormon, through nepotism, affinity, and preference, for the moral standards, and language skills, we have a violation of the first amendment, separation of church and state, but some non-Mormon, is going to be at a lose, in undercover, or someone who doesn't understand the culture, in relation to the government, you will  miss everything!  The advantage I have, is I attended BYU law school, I was raised Mormon, I worked for the government, I understand the way it is suppose to work, the inner workings of both organizations, and I am intellectually curious about, spy work, crime, and mafia shit, so, look for someone with that combo, in breaking this,, and as an attorney, I always, always, remembered that the client, new the case best, had a grasp of the facts, and could, fill me in  on the details, and I used them, like I would a legal assistant, and kept them informed each step of the way!  I am adding to what I learned, obviously, with a slant toward solving my case . . . watch for infiltration, within, your cop organizations!  In the movie Mafia, allegedly the best, crime show, Matt Damon, clean cut, upstanding, was the dirty cop, on the inside of the investigation, keeping his mafia uncle, Jack Nicholson, informed of all cop sting ops!  Leo DeCaprio, on the other hand, with a tough, background, serving time, to make him more believable as an undercover, cops working on the inside of the mafia, with Jack, was the clean cop, watching all the dirty agents and cops, trying to keep, the man running the shop, Alex Baldwin, informed . . . for some reason, I could never find the movie to finish the ending, cut off, or had to leave, so? but it is based on true events!  Remember, that Jack, a mafia don, was also, protected, and an informant for the FBI, so messing stuff, for sure!
• the mob is sophisticated enough to do a full, background check on any person, cop or otherwise, so watch that aspect of it too!
• as criminals, putting them on a scale of sophisticated, to non-sophisticated, usually, mobsters, and mafia, rate right up there at the top of the intelligence food chain for the criminal element in society, often appearing, as upstanding members of communities and churches, donating to wings at the hospital and making large donations to universities, HELLO!  But, criminals, seem to have a 6th sense, that something, that I have for cops, after being chased and harassed for fucking, years, I can smell them, rat them out, and have a cop profile, having worked with them, knowing what makes them tick, and that is boobs!  LOL!  That is why Rachel, aka, me, is such a distraction for them, oh, the song, MONEY is on too, MONEY, its a game . . . that is another enticement, so obviously, Brett, and Kay have hit a note, as did my father and those wanting to take me down, poisoner her, tell her she is going to die, so she give up exercising, and eats everything in sight, depressed as shit, because, at my peak, even now, too many men, would pick me, over any of the fraud broads, and boobs, so it is dicey, and the psychopaths, are good reads, on men's weaknesses, and they will exploit those, as they HAVE!  HELLO!
• the Columbians, in this case, took a very low profile, approach, never to show off their money, they drove, beater cars, average clothes, and avoided, drawing attention to themselves, appearing to be just the guy or gal, next door!  Seeing Shelley, in the big ass SUV, Tahoe or Yukon, makes me believe that it is taking too long, to get rid of me, so, I was cramping their style, and they have decided to display some of the wealth, now!  My mother, who is very much in on this, I remember reading an article on Warren Buffet, what second, richest man in America, or the world, wrote the book, The Millionaire Next Door, he and his wife, have lived in the same house, for what 40 years, just a simple rambler, nothing to brag about, he looks like a worn out old, business man, and he is not giving his kids an inheritance, just because, they were born from the right womb!  LOL!  But, I would think, this was part of the cover, for the Southwicks, and the super mob, many mafia families will kill a member for showing off, their new found, stolen riches!  New wealth, doesn't need to show it off, but new wealth, are dying to show off, what they have, illegally or legally gained!
• when dealing with the mafia, and here is the part, I referred to yesterday, taking money always comes with strings, attached, and when the lender, or the giver, needs a favor, they will call it in, whether that is part of the deal or not! because, now you owe them, a favor, and you may not like the way it is expected or extracted from you!  People who are in debt to the mob, loan sharking, are under the control of the mob, and they are looking for a way to get out of debt to the gangsters, so they will do riskier and riskier, stuff, maybe even kill someone, to get the debt off their backs.  I remember, when my father, went into  business for himself, and he needed cash for his failing business, he bought, that way, the mob contacted him, and I was in junior high, and I remember, him saying, that it is nice to get the bail out, but, the payback is horrific! so, he, at that time, allegedly never partook, and passed on the offer; however, being the one, being the loaner, turning the table, being the giver, is not as risky, just get the money, stealing from your grandson, your daughter, and pretending the other daughters are the money maker, and there you have it, you get to be on the receiving end of having people serve you!
• just some helps and thoughts, bus is up and running soon, so gotta go do my chore, just incase, I want to stay at the Pov?  last night, the day before?  don't know?

THE HUNT

First of all, the cops are hunting down the wrong person, would I be helping you, if I were mob, or had the money?  HELLO, NO!  I am the injured party, you are chasing.  But, there was another, FBI FILES: THE HUNT, where two brothers, robbed a man, they had robbed two years earlier, but the man, turned them into the cops, and they both got jail time, so this was a revenge killing.  But, both dudes were, big time hunters, and they once, poached a deer, and slaughtered it, I in their bathtub.  A leg was pulled out of a lake by some fisher man, later, the lake was, raked, to find the other body parts, of this man, all cut up, dismembered and put in black plastic bags, just like, when they gutted and cut up the deer or elk, illegally, leading, cops to look at them, for obvious reasons.  But, while I was watching this episode, I thought, I was not killed, but I was dismembered, cut up and bagged, with part of my life, going to this sister, and my head, going to this sister, or dividing it, my arms, going here, and my legs, going here, until, I was completely gutted of all ID, and with my assets, from jobs, to kids, from cases and money, to blogs, redistributed, to mob wives, cop chicks, and they are all one in the same in this game.  But, in sign and symbol, leaving me for dead, dismembered, is very significant, analogical, comparison, of just what they did to me.  Kennedy, once suggested, I go work with the sheriff's department, and I said, I would be dismembered, gutted, and my bones, left up at the foot of Our Lady of the Mountains, as food for the coyotes, mountain lions and bears!  He just looked at me and didn't know what to say!

HAVE A GREAT SATURDAY!

Just a little something to think about!

 

SODOM & GOMORRAH. WE KNOW THE ENDING TO THE STORY! THE RIVER--IT'S DEEPER THAN YOU THINK! MY OWN PERSONAL MONTANA--THE KISS OF A PSYCHOPATH. THE MAN THAT CAN? I UNDERSTAND, MONEY OVER ME, BUT, MONEY OVER FREEDOM AND AMERICA? COME ON, THERE ARE A TON OF VETS IN MONTANA, KISS YOUR COUNTRY GOOD BUY, WHILE YOU ARE TAKING WITH ONE HAND, AND PUTTING A HANGMAN'S NOOSE AROUND YOUR NECK! STRONGEST ARGUMENT--U.S. CONSTITUTION IS THE SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, NOT THE FUCKING PATRIOT ACT! HOMELAND SECURITY IN TOWN THE OTHER DAY, PARKED, WITH ENGINES ROLLING WERE NOT THERE FOR THE REFUGEES, THEY WERE THERE TO TAKE ME OUT! I LOOK MUCH YOUNGER THAN MY AGE, THROUGHT I WAS TOO YOUNG TO BE ME! LOL! I FOUND THE FLEET OF LAUNDERED "MISSOULA CHILDREN'S THEATER" TRUCKS, THE NEWER ONES, RED, WITH WHITE LETTERS ON THE SIDE, WHITE SHELL ON THE BACK! I RATTED THEM OUT, ALL PARKED, NEAR THE MCT, AND FIRST SECURITY BANK, BUT THE DAY AFTER THEY WERE ALL MOVED, THE STICKERS WERE TAKEN OFF THE SIDE, AND THEY WERE DITCHED BEHIND THE TRAIN TRACKS, BEHIND THE GREEN HANGER, EAST, ACROSS FROM ALBERTSONS! BRETT & KAY, BONNIE & CLYDE, NOT JOANN S. SECRIST, I AM AT THE POVERELLO, WITH FOUR DIFFERENT SETS OF COPS CHASING ME, STARTING SHORTLY BEFORE, 6 AM, EVEN FOLLOWING ME ON THE BUS, AND BLOCKING ME FROM GOING TO DO MY CHORE--I AM VERY RESPONSIBLE! NO, KAY IS A DANCER AND SHE WAS THE CHILD OF A DRAMA AND DEBATE TEACHER, GARY BURNINGHAM, AND A STUDENT OF KIM BURNINGHAM, A DRAMA AND DEBATE COACH AT BOUNTIFUL HIGH, WHERE BOTH KAY AND I GRADUATED, IN 1973! YEAR BOOKS TELL YOU EXACTLY WHO IS WHO! I WAS INTO GYMNASTICS AND SWIMMING AS A CHILD, NOT DANCING AND BALLET! REMEMBER, HOW DO WE COMMUNICATE WITH ALL THE COPS, AGENTS, AND MONEY GRUBBERS, IN TOWN? THROUGH SIGNS AND SYMBOLS . . . EVERYTIME THESE PUKES, FUCK UP, THERE IS THIS "PARTY" TRUCK, WHITE SERVICE LOOKING TRUCK, WITH A STRIKE THROUGH THE WORD, "PARTY" TO LET EVERYONE KNOW, THAT THEY DID NOT CAPTURE ME! NOW, MY MONEY, BUYS THESE FUCKERS, AND THEIR CREW OF SMALLER AND SMALLER CLUB MEMBERS, A SHIT LOAD OF MONEY, RESPECT, LOYALTY, ELITISM, CLAIM TO FAME, AND THEY EVEN WANT TO SAY, MY COOL ASS KIDS ARE THEIRS, TO BUY THEMSELVES, MORE PRESTIGE . . . THESE ALLEGED, MEMBERS OF YOUR COMMUNITY, ARE NOTHING MORE THAN PROSTITUTES, THUGS, LIARS AND THEIVES . . . THEY NEVER MADE A DIME OF THAT MONEY USED FOR THE FLEET OF TRUCKS, DISGUISED AS MCT WORKERS, THEY ARE DISGUISE TRUCKS FOR MAFIA, MOB, MORMONS, AND MEN IN BLACK ALL IN KAHOOTS, WITH THIS TEAM OF MURDERING THIEVES. LET ME TELL YOU OF MY DAY YESTERDAY, AFTER PROMOTING, THE GRIZ FOOTBALL, RIVER FEST, AND THE MISSOULA POW WOW, I WAS TRACKED, TRACED, BUSES SWITCHED NUMBERS, AND ROUTES, WITH DOUBLE BUSES, AND UNDERCOVER AGENTS, SPYING ON ME, THREE IN A ROW AS I HEADED TO THE STADIUM, STAKING OUT MY ROUTE, SO THEY COULD PULL SOME SHIT ASS STUNT, LIKE GET THE FUCKING SECURITY OR CAMPUS COPS, TO ARREST ME, NO CHARGES, DITCH ME AWAY, SO THAT BIG BOOB ASS SISTER, RACHEL, ACTUALLY YOUNGER THAN MYSELF, BUT LOOKS LIKE AN OLD RICH BITCH, WITH DIAMONDS AND HUGE AS MATRONLY BOOBS, THAT THE COPS GO APE SHIT OVER, SO THEY NEVER LOOK AT HER FACE! LOL! OR SHELLY THE BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN, WITH STITCHES, ALONG HER EARS, AND ACROSS THE TOP OF HER SCALP, BELIEVE ME, I KNOW THESE WOMEN, THEY ARE FUCKING "NOTHING" TO BRAG ABOUT! BUT, AS I STARTED TO GET CLOSER TO THE WASHINGTON STADIUM PROBABLY UNVEILING THE NEW ELECTRONIC JUMBO TRON, THAT WAS MOST LIKELY LAUNDERED, AS WAS THE PURCHASE OF THE LAW SCHOOL, AT THE U OF M, GOING TO UNVEILED, THEY SURE AND SHIT DIDN'T WANT THE TRUE JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., TO DISCOVER THE SCORE BOARD, BECAUSE, I WOIULD WRITE ABOUT IT, THESE LOSERS, WANT TO BE THE BIG SHOTS, THE MONEY CREW . . . WHY DOESN'T THE FBI, OR THE CIA, OVER FINANCIAL CRIMES INVESITAGE, OR THE LOCAL COPS, YOU HAVE JURISDICTION TO TAKE THESE MOTHER FUCKERS OUT, TOO, THE CRIMES WERE COMMITTED IN YOUR JURISDICTION, THEY STARTED IN UTAH, THEN THESE BUTT FUCKERS, FOLLOWED ME TO MONTANA, AND NOW, IT IS THEIR OWN PRIVATE MONTANA . . . THERE IS A POSTER, OF A GUY, WHO LOOKS SIMILAR TO BRETT, IN THE BREAK CAFE' WINDOW, WHERE I AM RIGHT NOW, KISSING THE GROUND, AND THAT IS WHERE I GOT THE SLOGAN, "MY OWN PRIVATE MONTANA" THEY HAVE BOUGHT YOU, LOCK, STOCK & BARREL, WITH STOLEN MONEY, AND YOU ARE GONIG TO BE LEFT, HIGH AND DRY, MUCH, LIKE AFTER THE DAYS OF THE "COPPER KINGS" WHO BOUGHT AND SOLD POLITICIANS, THAT I HAVE WITNESSED IN MODERN DAY, JUST SINCE I HAVE BEEN IN THE STATE! YOU ARE DEALING WITH THE MORMON MILITIA, MOB, MITT'S BOYZ AND GIRLZ, THEY WANT SOCIALISM, THEY THINK, I AM A HOG, TO CLAIM WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY MINE, FROM MY CASES, TO THIS BLOG, TO MY KIDS, FAMILY DOLLAR, TO ROCK AND HIP HOP, STAR SONS, MUSIC, THEY THINK IT ALL BELONGS TO THEM, FOR SOME SICK ASS REASON, JUST BECAUSE THAT IS THE WAY, PSYCHOPATHS THINK, THEY ARE MAJOR FUCKED UP AND THEY WILL FUCK YOU UP TOO! MORALS CAN'T BE LEGISLATED, BUT THEY CAN BE TAUGHT! GET SOME, LIFE GOES BETTER WITH VALUES! A CODE OF ETHICS, LOYALTY TO LASTING PRINCIPLES AND CONCEPTS, LIKE, DON'T INFRINGE ON SOMEONE'S, PROPERTY OR PERSONS, RELIGION OR RACE, SEX, AGE, GENDER, DISABILITY, AND PROVIDE EVERYONE WITH JUSTICE FOR ALL, PRIVILEGE AND FAVOR FOR NONE! WITH DUE PROCESS AND EQUAL PROTECTION UNDER THE LAW! OFFICERS, YOU MAY HAVE A LAW, THAT STATES THAT SOMEONE, CAN'T RUN FROM LAW ENFORCEMENT, BUT THERE HAS TO BE A LEGITIMATE CRIME, UNDERLINGING THAT CLAIM TO BE VALID, YOU DON'T GET TO DO WHAT, THE COPS IN BALTIMORE DID WITH FREDDY GRAY, CHASE HIM, ARREST HIM, THROW HIM IN THE BACK OF A VAN, DENY HIM, HIS DIGINTIY AND HUMANITY, BY CALLOUS, TREATMENT BY DENYING HIM MEDICAL ATTENTION WHILE PASSING WHAT 3 HOSPITALS? NO, I HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG, I JUST KNOW, THAT I WILL BE DENIED, HUMAN TREATMENT, WITH NO CHARGES, LIKE GRAY, DARED TO LOOK YOU IN THE EYE, THEREFORE, YOU WENT AFTER HIM, AND THE CONSTITUTION IS STILL THE LAW OF THE LAND, SO FUCK OFF! YESTERDAY, AS I STOPPED IN AT THE LAW SCHOOL, LIBRARY, AH, SURVEILLANCE ASSHOLES, GETTING THEIR RIGHT BETWEEN 4:00 TO 5:00 PM, TO REPOST MY BLOG, WITH MY SIGN, FROM GOD INTEL, "ACE IS THE HELPFUL PLACE" THAT IS MY SIGN FOR BRETT, EX. #3, SERIAL KILLER, ABUSER, AMERICAN PSYCHO. YOU ALL THINK IS MR. CHARMING ALONG WITH KAY, MS. CHARMING, AMERICAN BITCH PSYCHO! YOU ARE JUST BUYING A BOAT LOAD OF SHIT FROM THESE TWO LOSERS, WHO HAVE NOT MADE A SINGLE DIME OF THE MONEY THEY ARE DISTRIBUTING, LIKE THE BILLIONAIRES, THAT I AM, BUT THEY INTERCEPT THE MONEY, AND HAVE SINCE BEFORE, I STARTED BACK INTO LAW, IN 2009, STEALING MY SON'S MONEY, WHO THEY CLAIM TO LOVE SO MUCH, BECAUSE THEIR OWN KIDS ARE FUCKED UP WITH THEM AS PARENTS! BUT, I NOTICED ON THE WALLS OF THE LAW SCHOOL, YAHOO, DIFFERENT QUOTES FROM THE MONTANA CONSTITUTION, PAINTED ON THE HALLS OF THE SCHOOL . . . NOW, KAY MAY BE, CLAIMING TO BE ME, AND TEACHING CONSTITUTIONAL LAW, PRETENDING TO BE ME--GO LOOK UP, ATTORNEY KAY BURNINGHAM, THE TORT ATTORNEY, AND SEE IF THERE IS ONE MENTION OF THE CONSTITUTION IN ANY OF HER CASES, THIS LITTLE AMBULANCE CHASER, FILED, NOT A FUCKING ONE, IN UTAH, SAN DIEGO AND COLORADO! SHE HAD NO CLAIM TO FAME, UNTIL SHE HOOKED UP WITH BRETT, AND PRETENDED TO BE ME, BECAUSE HE WOULD NOT DIVORCE ME, MY KIDS, CREDENTIALS, CASES, BLOGS ARE ALL SO FUCKING MUCH BETTER, GIVE HIS CRIMINAL ENTERPRISES, MUCH MORE PROTECTIONS, COPS HAVE FEARED ME, FOR FUCKING ALMOST 20 YEARS, COME 2017, SINCE I FOUGHT ASSET FORFEITURE IN THE UTAH LEGISLATURE, BACK IN 1997, KICKING COPS AND PROSECUTORS ASSES, COUNTRY WIDE, AFTER 27 STATES FOLLOWED SUIT, TAKING THE INCENTIVES AWAY FROM COPS, DEALING WITH DRUG CASES . . . BUT, THEY ARE RIGHT BACK WHERE, I STARTED, KICKING THEIR ASSES, NOW THEY JUST FUNNEL ALL THE SHIT AND MONEY UP THROUGH THE FUCKING MORMON FBI, AND THE FEDS KEEP 20% AND THE REST GOES BACK TO THE LOCAL AND STATE COPS, ALL 80%, BUT, ALLEGEDLY, THE COPS ARE HOLDING THE PROPERTY, PERSONAL AND REAL, FROM MONEY, TO HOUSES, TO CARS, AND PROVIDING DUE PROCESS, BEFORE STEALING AND KEEPING YOUR STUFF! THAT WAS MY INTRODUCTION TO THIS COLD WAR WITH COPS! I HAVEN'T BEEN THERE TO GUARD THE CHICKEN COOP, AND THE COPS ARE RIGHT BACK THERE WITH THEIR HANDS IN THE COOKIE JAR, OR UP KAY'S ASS! GOD DAMNIT! DO I HAVE TO BABYSIT YOU GUYS, 24 FUCKING 7? SHIT! OKAY, HERE IS MY DAY, YESTERDAY, SEE WHAT YOU THINK?

THE RIVER IS DEEPER THAN YOU THINK!

Now, no one could be happier, than me to see the economy improve, housing permits, new apartments, construction jobs, street improvement, and even if it is on my dime, but ONLY, if credit is given where credit it due, crime, mob, criminal enterprises and patterns of criminal activity, are out, totally!  You don't need to cheat to win.  We are in an election year, and I happen to be a fan of President Obama and Hillary Clinton, think, Bernie Sanders is a whiner, going right back to being a Independent, never truly a Democrat, just like Trump is not truly a Republican, and as Hillary said, yesterday, he is going to the Alt-Right, and if he is voted into office, this country will be turned over to racist, sexist, misogynist, bigoted, asshole, white, over 50 something males, who will make America Great Again, for white, stodgy, angry, men, PERIOD!  Forget about the rest of you, so I dig seeing all the new growth, road improvements, and want that stuff, and don't mind, my money being distributed, to the masses, but not through the hands of organized crime, like it is, up standing as you think these former, friends, lovers, and sisters, are, THEY ARE JUST A BUNCH OF MALARKEY, HOOEY, AND HORSE SHIT!  SERIOUSLY!  Do not be fooled.  You need to open your eyes, look deeper, or even notice what is going on right in plain sight, in front of your face, and you will be shocked, amazed, and stunned, where you community, a fine one at that, is heading!  Once the noose is around your neck, and you are hanging from the tree, it it too late!  For the most part, there is always, strings attached to gifts of money, grants, foundations, scholarships, you will do it our way, we get face time, we want conservative principles, and concepts, taught, get rid of the liberal arts, humanities, and we just want the hard sciences!  The battle over the college budget, was most likely driven by people with this bent and thought, as, much, like the Koch, brothers, who went into like 850 universities and gave a shit load of money, but, only to control their curriculum's, therefore, controlling the minds of the students!

The Mormon controlled, NSA, or those given access, to change stuff, like the numbers and hits on my blog, on various sites, like love.com, surf.com, rage.com, sage.com, and it.com, all with hits from 12 million to 43 million, per less than a second, now flat-lined, at roughly, 500,000 hits, "anytime" making it all, seem so boring, and stayed, just like these fucks, who can't conceive of the number of hits, the new frontier, the money, the power, the voice of this blog, in all 193 languages of the earth, that could be hijacked as a tool, of propaganda, for the socialist, the alt-right, those, who want, tanks, jack booted, military thug cops, and complete and utter control over "WE THE PEOPLE" seeing us as little more than cattle, consumers, eaters, and breeders!  These people are really, really fucked up, think their shit doesn't stink, think they are cooler than cool, smarter than smart, using all my material, to beef up their credentials, and resumes, money, and bank accounts, to substantiate their claims of power, money, etc.!  But, yesterday, I wrote, as you will know, reader, about the movie and book,  A River Runs Through It, which is about, Missoula, the Blackfoot and Clark Fork Rivers, these occasional locals, would want to be the ones to write this blog, not unlike all my blogs, because, they are all hits all the time, just like my sons' music! 

So, they were bound and determined, not only to take credit for this, parent guide, with ideas and thoughts, but, they would be concerned about, unveiling the new, jumbo tron, or electronic scoreboard, purchased with my money, but with several alleged, surrogates, to stand in my shoes, to take credit . . . now the NSA is blocking me from my normal, starcraft, designs, with subtitles and such, so bare with  me . . . they keep having these pesky, text boxes, pop up, so they have time to go in and change, self-identifying data, I write about, just wrote the word, WAR, GO GET A FUCKING LIFE LOSERS!  GOD! but, they want to take credit for advertising local events, such as the GRIZ CELEBRATION at the football stadium, yesterday . . . but, they had to stop me from going, as they have every fucking event, I have advertised, because, they want to go, and don't want me to be there, so here is where the bought and paid for buses and cops come into play . . . we will see if I can put a subtitle in here?

SHOCK OF SHOCKS, THE TEXT BOXES DIDN'T INTERFER!

The NSA, must not want, other law enforcement agencies to see, them fucking with me, now I can just write!  So, all seemed calms, as I recall, yesterday morning, but I did go write my blog, at the Commons, up on campus, and it is beautiful, quiet, clean, and up in the trees, so you see, all this lush, restful, greenery, around you, and it is relaxing and inspiring, but I did notice, one dude, who appeared to be doing surveillance on me, as I crossed over the bridge with all the locks, on it, the bridge, that cars, can't drive across, that is lighted at night, yeah, that bridge, at probably, around 8:30 to 9:00 AM, but, for some reason, I noticed this dude, because the way he was holding his phone, it looked like a gun to me at first, so he came to my attention.  When I got closer, I noticed, it was just a smart phone or something like it, and blew him off, but, after crossing the bridge, or as I was crossing with him, going the other way, I could feel someone breathing down my neck, and I turned and it was this dude with the gun, smart phone!  What the fuck, a tail, already this morning, if not an assassin!  So, that was all I noticed, before lunch.

Full-Blown, City Cop, At the Desk of the Community Hospital?

I like to eat lunch at the hospitals, they are healthy, yummy, real food, low calorie and low budget, which, I love to get a great meal for what I would pay for a burger, fries and drink, and it is healthy as crazy, Brussel sprouts, sautéed in butter, seasoned to perfections, crispy, yet tender, cooked all the way through, and pulled pork over a burrito? for $5.00, fuck yeah!  But, every once in a while, I go to the Community Hospital, to write a blog, or just take a break, or get something to eat, or to just crash their Internet, and drink something, nice, quiet, clean, well maintained place.  But, yesterday, I noticed a cop, standing at the information booth, full uniformed, U.S.A., patch on his sleeve, not your normal attire for a security guard, who is usually low profile, so as not to upset, patients and patrons of the hospitals, who are already dealing with trauma in their lives, so that seemed odd, to say the least, but, I just noted it, and he seemed entertained and into his conversation with the receptionist, and what do I know about the Community Hospital?  Not much, but what is normal, and this was NOT normal!  So, that was red flag, number one . . . I took bus 6 to the Hospital, with Ray driving, but, I decided, since I was going to the GRIZ CELEBRATION, I would take, bus 8 back, that is a direct route, to and from the college, and the hospital.  So, I looked up the time the bus would arrive, like 3:46 PM, or something like that.

I am always, happy, when, I actually connect up, right, for some reason, I guess because, I have been conditioned as of late in my life, that nobody can be trusted, and so, I am shocked that, something so little as a bus, delights me, that I can rely on something, and sure enough, bus #8 pulls up, right on time, or so I thought?  But, as I smiled, and got up to go to the bus, the number on the bus, turned from an 8, to a #9 bus, and I was like, what the fuck?  But, it said that is was going downtown, so all roads, lead to Rome and all buses, lead to the terminal, and I had an hour and a half to burn, so, I would go downtown, first , then hit a bus, back to the stadium, in time for the GRIZ party.  But, as I sat on the bus, the driver, went in the building, they are human too, they need to pee, get a drink, and he came out of the building with a drink in his hand, nothing big, but, just a wonder as to where he had been with the cop inside and all, so I decided, to jump off the bus, and wait for bus 8, since he told me, when I inquired, if the 8 was still coming, because, I never knew the 9, came to the Community Hospital, so, if the 8 going directly to the college was still coming, seeing that the 9 bus, was originally the 8 bus, I would just wait, since it would be there in seconds, literally.  I got off and looked up the schedule and sure enough, 9 did come to the Hospital, so I didn't think, much more about it, until the next bus, fuck up, happened, connecting the dots!

Horse Painting, Montana Constitution Quotes, Like the Painting, the Larger Horse, In the Painting in the Law School Library, Represents the Constitutional Argument in Any Case, the Weaker Horse, Is Like A Statute or Law, But Not the Supreme Law of the Land, the Power House!

I repost my blog, without incident, and I am basking in the use of the Montana Constitution, and the quotes on the wall, hoping that in some small, way, my blog, or cases, of me, have helped inspire, those noteworthy and valuable additions to the law school student's knowledge and experience, having the school of law, give, focus and meaning to the state Constitution, that is so, precious and valuable, and POWERFUL!  You have no idea, but I do, and that is why I push the state documents, that have sections, that are similar, to those in the United States Constitution, due process, equal protection, etc., but, the human dignity, addition, to the like 14th amendment section is great, and those people in the 1972 revision of the document, had, specific ideas in mind when they added those words!  So, I was happy, and had, another half hour to kill, so I went out back, on my way, to the Adams Center, and then to the football field, sat in the cool grass, thinking I was somewhat out of the way, took off my shoes and socks and rubbed my stinky, hot, sweaty feet in the cool lush grass, something I don't think I have done since childhood, so, happy in a very base and pure sense! 

After I filed, my $357 million securities case, that rocked the nations, SEC state and federal regulators, that all people are entitled to civil and constitutional rights, protections and privileges, I got a U.S. federal district judge, chief, justice, Tena Campbell, of the District of Utah, disqualified, from my case, as it climbed the ladder from state federal courts to the court of appeals, onto the U.S. Supreme Court, for, admitting on the stand, that she knew nothing of the HIGHEST LAW OF THE LAND IN UTAH, AS LONG AS IT DID NOT CONTRADICT OR VIOLATE THE SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, THE U.S. CONSTITUTION, as she GUTTED, 29 violations of the Utah Securities Division, operating under color of law, along with 6 violations under the United States Constitution!  KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, AND THESE STATE CONSTITUTIONS ARE NOT MOCK MODELS OF THE FEDERAL CONSTITUTION, BUT ARE LADEN WITH PRECIOUS RIGHTS AND PROTECTIONS!  At one point in the process, I went down to BYU, my law school, the Mormon Church law school, and met with a very scholarly professor, Thomas, who actually wrote the Utah Rules of Civil Procedure, and I told him, that the law school had to do a better job, at teaching and training on the CONSTITUTIONS!  He looked at my law suit and checked to see of any of the 9 or so, named defendants, were former BYU law grads, and two were, and he was horrified!  So, U of M, law school, good on YOU! start your babies out right, those first year law students! my daughter, may be one of yours, some time, teacher her the right principles and she will not depart from them!

NOT AN OUT OF THE WAY SPOT . . . THE BAND MARCHED THROW MY PATHWAY, AND THREE SPIES!!!!!!

I wrote in my morning blog, that the band, would be at the GRIZ CELEBRATION, but, that was just wishful thinking, love, college bands, high school bands, my same daughter, played, saxophone, when she was in junior high school, but not in high school, so when she played in the Navy Band for her Graduation from Navy Boot Camp, and I saw my little saxophonist, rockin' to her music, with the band, doing all she could to stand still, without dancing, to the fun, Navy fight song, I loved it!  I heard the U of M, marching band, playing out on the practice fields so I was sure when they passed me, they were going to the music, building just down the road from the law school, to get their uniforms on, but, when I stopped one of them, to see if they were playing, they informed me that, they were not playing until the first game, September 3, 2016.  Oh, that took away half of the reason, I wanted to go . . .  oh, well, I love football too, that should be enough.  But, as I sat there, I noticed, not just one guy, appear, from nowhere watching me, but, another, then another, like, seriously there is nothing back there, but me, and the back door to the KUFM, Kay U, Fuck Murder, but the last guy, game out and tried to pretend, that I didn't see him?  Strange, but when I stared him down, he got very nervous and took off, so I knew something was up, and I went with caution.  Another dude was just sitting I the back of a truck, doing nothing, but looked like he could be a football player?

I ALWAYS ERROR ON THE SIDE OF SAFETY, no matter what I have to miss, like the whole fucking summer, of festivals, but, the inside of a jail, or dirt, over my face, putting me six feet under, always encourages me to be safe!  I look at even little stickers, on posts, as GOD INTEL, and there was this brown half post, with an orange sticker, with the shape of Montana, on it and the words, DO NOT ENTER!  I paused and in light of all the shit, so far, and only gets worse, I better skip the game, and go back and eat dinner--SHIT!  My whole summer has been fucked, I don't feel like I had one, but I am sure, that the OTHER JOANNS HAVE ENJOYED ALL EVENTS, in the PLAYFUL CITY!  I sat on a rock, because there were, chalk writings on the asphalt, that said, GO SLOW, 4 KIDS . . . good, my kids, will eventually be on my side, they have been compromised by marrying the enemy!  LOL!  FBI Dating Game!  I slowed a bit, but there was another sign, SLOW DOWN!  I sat on a rock and stopped, following directions, and all the sudden this new, black and gold, charter bus, or private bus, the best MY MONEY COULD BUY, pulls up into the place near where you go into the stadium, is this the elite football fans, the ones to pull the curtains on the new JUMBOTRON?  I watched, as seemingly older people streamed out of the fancy bus?  Seemed a bit, high brow, for Montana, but what do I know, I have been living the DOWNTOWN, life with the HOMELESS, while my doubles have been living the HIGH LIFE ON MY DIME! was this purchased with my dime?  I WOULD SAY SO!

KEEP MISSOULA WEIRD . . . AND IT IS!

Yesterday, while paying Missoula a compliment, and Montana, I also, ripped the city, so was this all payback?  So, I head to the bus bench at the Motel 6, Van Buren and Broadway stop, and some chick is sitting there, with her smartphone, and looking at the bus, and tracking it with her app.  I asked if a bus was coming soon?  She said, I can't tell, because, bus number 5, is way down at the football stadium on campus?  But, another bus 5, just went up the Rattlesnake Canyon route, and bus #4, is way behind, so?  I was like, everything is symbolic, TWO BUS 5'S, one coming our way, and the other one on CAMPUS?  Could it be more telling, did, the other bus, pretend to go, down to the college, like it was taking me, to the GRIZ CELEBRATION? because that is my only transportation, and they were transporting the dignitary, who rides the bus, writes the blog and paid for the JUMBO TRON? what the fuck?

YOU BE THE JUDGE, I AM GOING TO LUNCH!

THE RIVER--IT IS DEEPER THAN YOU THINK!

 

WILD BERRY. PROCELL. SUNSTAR. OCCUPY A JOB! LOL! SIGN IN THE U OF M, COMMONS! LOCAL STUFF: (1) COLLEGE IS STARTING! FUN . . . 5:30 PM AT THE WASHINGTON FOOTBALL STADIUM, THE GRIZ ARE INTRODUCING THE FOOTBALL TEAM, BAND, COACHES, ETC. SUPPORT YOUR TEAM! (2) THE RIVER ROOTS FESTIVAL IS THIS WEEKEND, 26TH & 27TH, LIL'SMOKIE MUSIC, FACE PAINTING FOR KIDS, OR ADULTS, FOOD, ETC., DOWNTOWN MISSOULA; AND (3) MISSOULA POW WOW! WOW! SEPTEMBER 17, CONSTITUTION DAY TOO, 2016 . . . COME GET YOUR INIDAN ON! COLORFUL, FUN, ENTERTAINING! AS MONTANANS, THE ONE THING OUR CONSTITUTION STATES, WITH INDIANS UNDER THE SOLE JURISDICTION OF THE UNITED STATES FEDERAL GOVERNMENT, IS THAT WE SHARE AND ENCOURAGE THE CONTINUATON OF NATIVE AMERICAN HISTORY--A POW WOW, IS WOW! COME SEE--I THINK IT IS AT THE FAIR GROUNDS. CHECK ALL THESE DATES, WITH THE LOCAL NEWSPAPER, OR THEIR ONLINE SOURCES, TO MAKE SURE, I GENERALLY JUST NOTE WHAT IS HAPPENING, DON'T WORRY TOO MUCH ABOUT THE DETAILS! THIS MORNING WHILE DOING DAWN PATROL, AROUND TOWN ON THE BUS, NOTHING SUSPICIOUS TODAY, I WAS LISTENING TO MY CHEAP ASS WALMART $9.99 RADIO, THAT I LOVE, AND THERE SEEMED TO BE A STORY, BEING TOLD THROUGH LYRICS, TITLES OF SONGS, AND ADS: ROAR. LEGEND. "JUST LET IT GO; LET IT BE--WHY DON'T YOU BE YOU, AND I'LL BE ME." NICE. AT THE END OF THE DAY, YOU ARE YOU! AS I ROUNDED THE CORNER, TO MISSOULA 3:16, FOR BREAKFAST, AND A BIT OF WORSHIP TOGETHER, BREAKING BREAD, I NOTICED THIS HOUSE WITH TWO LAWN CHAIRS, EMPTY AT 6:30 AM, SITTING IN FRONT OF THE HOUSE, AND I THOUGHT, THIS IS SYMBOLIC OF THE FUTURE, BECAUSE, I SURE AS SHIT DON'T WANT A MAN NOW! LOL! I THOUGHT, I AM NOT GIRLFRIEND OR WIFE MATERIAL! I GUESS YOU MIGHT SAY, I AM A LONE WOLF, AND I DON'T GET LONELY--BUT SOMETIME, I MIGHT? SO, THE LYRICS TO AN ADEL SONG CAME ON: "SEND MY LOVE TO YOUR NEW LOVER! LOL! "I'M GOING TO MAKE THIS TOWN YOUR HOME." GET YOUR MONTANA ON! GREEN LIGHT CLOTHING SHOP. "YOU NEED TO BREATHE!" SINCLAIR--THE COLDEST COOLER IN TOWN." YOUR GOOD KIDS. TITLE OF SOME RAPPER SONG. ALL THIS SEEMED RIGHT ALONG THE THEME OF THE BOOK AND MOVIE OF A STORY, THAT HAPPENED RIGHT HERE IN MISSOULA, IN THE FAMED BOOK AND MOVIE ABOUT FAMILY AND FLY FISHING, NO DIFFERENT THAT RELIGION TO THIS PREACHER, AND HIS TWO SONS, ONE BRAD PITT, THE ACTOR--SOMEONE WATCHING THE 2:00 PM MOVIE AT THE MISSOULA COUNTY LIBRARY WITH ME, TOLD ME THAT BRAD PITT IN THE HEIGHT OF HIS CAREER, MOVED TO MISSOULA, RIGHT UP RATTLESNAKE CANYON, WHERE I JUST CAME FROM IN ONE OF MY BUS EXCURSIONS, BUT, HE DIDN'T GET ENOUGH ATTENTION FROM THE LOCALS, AND I GUSS THE MISSOULIAN, WAS NOT LIKE HOLLYWOOD PAPARAZI, SO HE MOVED BACK WHERE HE WAS A BIG DEAL AS A MOVIE STAR . . . I LIKE THAT ABOUT, MISSOULA AND MONTANA, AT THE END OF THE DAY, YOU ARE JUST YOU! LOL! OLIVE & IRON--IN THE GOOD HOOD. "HOW CAN WE NOT TALK ABOUT FAMILY, WHEN FAMILY IS ALL WE GOT?" RAPPER. THAT SEEMS TO BE WHAT THE MOVIE, WAS ABOUT, FAMILY INTERACTIONS, FATHER AND SON, RELATIONSHIPS, MOTHER AND SON, IN-LAWS, INTERRACIAL RELATIONSHIPS, BRAD PIT AND THE INDIAN GIRL, BEING REFUSED SERVICE, THEN PUTTING ALL THE LOCALS TO SHAME ON THE DANCE FLOOR . . . PIT'S CHARACTER, PAULY, I THINK, WAS A MAN, ABOUT 100 YEARS AHEAD OF HIS TIME. I LOVED THE EULOGUE, OR THE STATEMENT HIS FATHER SAID, THE LAST TIME HE DIRECTLY MENTIONED HIS DEAD SON'S NAME . . . THE BROTHER SAID, HE WAS A GREAT FLY FISHER, AND HIS FATHER ADDED, AND HE WAS BEAUTIFUL. WAY COOL . . .

You Can Love Perfectly, And Not Understand, Even Those the Most Close To Us

The movie, A River Runs Through It, has been my daughter, Greta, and her husband, Dallas's, favorite movies, of all time, maybe because they have three sons; Greta, fears, Legends of the Fall, also with actor, Brad Pit, the fight seen in the kitchen between the two sons, made me shutter, thinking of my grandsons, when they get to be teens, already extremely competitive and close enough in age, to rival each other, merely two years apart, between the oldest, and the second, the second and the youngest, and the youngest, seems to be, almost the most competitive of the three!  But, after about, 15 years of trying to get me to watch the movie, either with them, or just checking it out, when it was playing at the library, I almost attended, just to honor my beautiful daughter, to see, what, she found so alluring, I the movie, as well as with Dallas, and it was highly obvious to me, and gave me, not necessarily new insights into my daughters, loves and passions, but her fears and concerns for her own sons, wild, rambunctious, and untamed, just the way grandma likes them!  As, Paul talked his older brother, into running the white water of the Blackfoot River that runs into the Clark Fork, it made me think of other incidents of danger, that young boys, care free, invisible, and crazy, do, leaving me to wonder how they ever stay alive? 

I remember a friend of mine, from Tucson, Arizona, telling me how, he and his now, very prime and proper, religious wife, formerly, as crazy and wild as he was, got so drunk and climbed to the top of some tower, laughing and risking, the very perils of death, mocking it, and taking it all in, later to have one of their similarly thrill seeking friends, fall to his death.  Or thinking of my own sons, who, I think, along with their sisters, have a silence bro/sis, pack or oath of silence, when it comes to doing adventurous, feats, on danger and thrill seeking, because when certain, conversations, turn, touching on, the incident, of what Elliot, the baby, and most protected, did on his, nationwide, rock tour, with God's Revolver, back in 2007, or 2008, someone blurted out, something about an 80 foot cliff, Elliot, drinking whiskey, sunshine held together with a bit too much water, and diving or jumping, into a river or lake of unknown, depths?  All the sudden, as if the four children of mine, remembered mom was in the room, they all went dead silent, and stopped talking.  I had long warned them, that I didn't want to know, all the stupid stuff they did, while growing up, until they got to the ripe old age of 40 years old, and they had all turned out well . . . Greta is there, never thought, they would actually get that old!  LOL!  That makes me ancient!  LOL!  But, my kids seemed to take that to heart, and retain their oaths of silence, sometimes, hinting, that, you can act like this now, Nicole, but we all remember what you were like, then silence!  LOL!  Thank God there were no tragedies!

Someone said, with a girl, you worry about, all their emotional stuff, the ups and downs, their interpersonal relations, their self image, being popular, wearing the right clothes, or having the right friends, or friends at all . . .  with the boys, you worry about, them staying alive!  I find a lot of truth in both of those statements.  My boys have aches and pains, from skateboard injuries, they never told their parents, both with great insurance ALL their lives, letting us know, as they are hobbling out of the Grand Canyon with a cane! way too young for that walking ad.

I Liked the Father's Stern Control, Yet, Combined that With Total Freedom

Remember the scene, where the oldest son was being trained by his father to write, and he corrected, him, over and over again, marking up his papers, with that red ink, that feels, like red blood spilled all over your work of art, and telling his son, that the challenge is to say is briefly, that the art of writing is in its brevity, not my strong suit; however, once the boy had mastered the task, and written a paper worthy of his father's approval, he was turned loose, to fish run the hills, mountains, and rivers, given total freedom, to explore, discover, learn, about the river through his own experiences . . . in this day and age of helicopter parents, hovering over their children, 24/7, never giving them any space, to grow, and be on their own, always being this looming presence in their lives, they deny them, their own, lessons, development of their personal philosophies and ideologies, that come from nature, and from city living, or interactions with their fellow beings.  I was often, critiqued as being too lenient or giving my kids too much freedom, even doing so with the people I managed at the Utah Attorney Generals Office, but in reality, they were held responsible, for their successes and their failures, it is my kids lives, their choices, their goals and dreams, they are not me . . . I can perfectly love them, and not understand them, or understand them, and let them go, be, at the end of the day, just exactly who they are, and that is a beautiful thing!  They are good kids!  And that to me, is most important.

They say, that a child's play is there work.  So, kids need to have free, unstructured time, to just be themselves, in their own, little worlds, interacting with siblings, friends, free time, and to think, dream and determine who exactly, they want to be.  I remember, Greta coming to me, in high school, as a junior, and asking me to take her to Utah State University, to check out, being or going in to natural resource management, or something to do with nature, so I did, never did I dream, that, she would follow that self, chosen path, straight through, going in the military for four years, re-upping, and, now having worked for the Forest Service, the BLM, the Division of Natural Resource Management, being a wild lands firefighter, then dispatch for firefighters, and dealing with all aspects of land management.  She was twice accepted to the University of Montana, law school, but family complications have deterred that for a while, she is now, wondering, if the law is for her or, if all the new rage in firefighting, and climate change, seeing the fire seasons are affected by, hotter weather, she might go into some policy wonk, dealing with that new area of study, setting rules and policies, and she, being my daughter, is already, somewhat versed in the area of law, dealing with land issues, involving the Constitution and applicable sections, dealing with state and federal government interplay, and competition, and she was bored with the class she attended, at the law school, because with a master's degree, she already knew most of what they were teaching, maybe in more detail, lawyers have a ton of knowledge, but only an inch deep, they say the smartest day of an attorney's life is the day they take the bar exam!  It is all down hill from there!  LOL, no, you just get deeper into your areas of interest and the other 22 legal subject areas, start to fade, until you need them again!

I Love the Way the Father, Let the Boys Fish Where They Wanted, Loved the Freedom Both Parents Allowed, Not Putting Pressure on them to Come Home, or for Holidays, Understanding They Were Perfectly Loved, Regardless of Where They Were, As Were the Parents

I think the movie, based on a true story and a real family, is a great, model for parenting.  The last time, the boys and the father went fishing with each other, the father wanted to take the high road, to a fishing hole, he could manage to walk to, saying the one they wanted to go to, was for years passed, meaning without acting old and decrepit, that, in old age, one is not, as agile and able to manage the steep, inclines and declines to get where the boys wanted to fish.  Dad, just smiled, not a slight, that he took off, on the upper trail to the place he felt, safe and comfortable going to, while allowing the boys, their time together, with, on getting the fish from the side of the river, while Pauly, went after a huge ass fish, that left me wondering if he was going to make to come out of the river alive, let alone with a fish!  This is when, the father and the older brother, never, competing, yet, always somewhat competitive, all shared in the glory of the youngest son's art and catch!  there is no room, no need for jealousy, envy, only support and good sport, in a family, with everyone, able to express and display their individual talents, while close, like in journalism, and teaching writing, both in the field of literature and English, using the skills they, had learned from their father, they were different, but somehow the same, but both valued for their contributions to the world, society, and a university, all honored for their good!

The mother, very traditional, as women were in those days, was always happy to see her sons, never pressured or made them feel guilty, for the lack of time with them, or between visits, and loved to cook for them, and dot over them, when they did actually come home.  That family time was always enjoyed and cherished.  Both sons, were completely and utterly loved, for who they were, never judged, but with family, always there to help them out when they needed it, even there, to identify a loved brother's body, when he was beaten to death.  Paul, lived his life, like a candle in the wind, wild, free, like the rivers he fished.  I remember the father, teaching his sons, that, there are no short cuts to doing fly fishing right, that, if an inexperienced fly fisher, was to accidently catch a fish, it was an insult to the fish!  I love that!  Good things happen, every once in a while, but for excellent things to happen all the time, that takes someone perfecting their art, be it, fly fishing, writing, preaching, or the law.  This man was a fine man, steady, constant, worthy, and so was the mother, and that, makes great kids, even, if, their son's life was cut short, he lived in full, fun, alive, crazy, thought he was tougher than everyone, which is ultimately what did him in, but he was happy and beautiful, and isn't that ultimately what parents should want for their children?

Finding Heaven On Earth . . . When Paul (Pitt) is Given the Chance to Leave Missoula, Helena, or Montana, and Go With His Brother to Chicago, He Said, "I Will Never Leave Montana!"

When I have read, the Book of John the Revelator, in the New Testament, and he tells of the world, after it had been celestialized or purified, after Christ comes back, and  he describes what is to be beautiful, and he said there would be seas of glass, and buildings of gold, and I always, think, to me, that I is not beautiful, the Trump Towers, Dubia, glass buildings, no, that is not better, that can't beat, the mountain grandeur, the raging rivers, the pines, tamaracks, quacking aspen, the snow, the blue skies, the meadows, wildflowers, never.  I remember coming to Montana, and going back and forth, almost weekly, having a hard time deciding whether to stay in Utah or come to Montana, sometimes stopping in Idaho, to make up my mind, while, I was finishing my law practice in Utah, and like most single females, with each song, has a memory, factoring men, into the equation, with four on my mind, some that want to hold me, some that say they are a friend of mine, and others, wanting to scold me, Desperado, you better tear down those fences and let somebody love you . . . but, in my travels, back when I had my truck, that the sheriffs stole, later, my car, soon to be blown up with a pipe bomb, but in those few months of free travel, going everywhere, taking the Montana, motto, Get Lost in Montana to heart, exploring freely, and thinking about guys I liked in Utah, and if I should stay for them, NA, kind of was the answer, but, twice right in a row, there were these Montana brand trailers, and it was as if, God was saying, don't make your decisions on the frailties of men, with their passions coming and going, put your love in Montana, the state, it will not let you down.

At the time, I thought, politically, Constitutionally, which has not proven to be the case, being just as fucked up and partial, to the love of money, siding with the distributers of money, rather than the one making the money, vying for and willing to serve, 24/7, the criminals, just like Utah, all for the filthy lucre of ill gotten gain.  However, as I watched the movie, basked in the river scenery, the mountains, the wild, the flavor of Montana, knowing, it is not, the politics, nor the Constitution, that, keeps me here, but, the wildness, the beauty of it all, the magic, in very drive around a corner in the road, even on a bus, just to Bonner, seeing I have been denied my liberty, through stopping me have a car, when I used to put, 70,000 miles per year on my vehicles, having 3 news cars, in 5 years, driving matters, but, for now, when bombs and death, are a daily reality, with me, a trail just this morning, two sting op yesterday, I can still find heaven on earth, just in a ride to Bonner, up Rattlesnake Canyon, or even a walk along the Clark Fork River.  I am right there with Brad Pitt, or Pau. I will never leave Montana, and that causes problems for some, who have tried to drive  me away, last week, I even considered going back to Utah, that has some amazing scenery too, but seeing the movie, my heart, just loves the alpine scenery, the cool of a forest, the rush of a river . . . Greta and Dallas, love the red rocks, the desert, and I do, too, but, I prefer the green the lush, the quiet, the coolness, of the mountains, I was going to write this raging blog, but after just watching the movie, my heart was stilled, my mood mellowed, and for some reason, nothing seemed to matter, all was good with my world . . . I have found heaven on earth!

Right This Minute . . . I Will Never Leave Montana!

Sorry.

THEY ARE STEALING THIS ONE OUT RIGHT, POINT BLANK! JUS ME, LIL' OLD ME. YOUR NATIONAL GUARD FOR CIVIL RIGHTS, DOING DAWN PATROL ON THE BUSES OUT AND ABOUT TOWN, GATHERING INTEL FOR MY SELF BRIEFING, EACH MORNING, DIGESTING THE PREVIOUS DAY, IN LIGHT OF NEW INFORMATION GARNERED THROUGH PERSONAL OBSERVATION! HOMELAND SECURITY, WEARING SEMI-ARMORED VEHICLES, IN U.N. BLUE, TRUCKS, INCIDENT MANAGEMENT, POPPED UP VEHICLES, PULLLING TRAILERS. ALL TRACTORS & TRAILERS. WHITE DUMP TRUCKS, GOING ALONG SPURCE AND THE DIAGONAL STREET, THAT IS FRONTAGE FOR THE RAILROAD, ALL FUCKING NIGHT LONG? WHAT'S UP? ON BUS #2 YESTERDAY, SOMEWHERE BEHIND, OR SLIGHTLY BEFORE THE BLACKFOOT ELECTRIC OR WHATEVER COMPANY, ON RUSSELL, I SAW A SHIT LOAD OF DUST, FEMA TRAILERS, BACK HOES, AND ACTIVITY. SO, CONNECTING THE DOTS, LEAVING CONSPRACY CENTRAL FOR A MOMENT, THINKING THE HOMELAND SECURITY GUYS, WERE SCOPING OUT THE MISSOULA PULIC LIBRARY, WHERE I WAS BEFORE, I CROSSED THE STREET TO CARAS PARK, TO CRASH, TAKING A LONG NEEDED NAP, ONLY TO WAKE UP, WITH NO ONE ELSE IN THE PARK, AND HOMELAND SECURITY VEHICLES AND TRAILERS, STILL WITH THEIR IDLE ENGINES RUNNING, LIKE TRUCK DRIVERS, WHERE THEY PUT DEAD BODIES, OF DETAINEES, HOMEGROWN TERRORISTS, WHICH I HAVE BEEN CALLED, ENEMY COMBATANTS, OR BETTER CIVIL RIGHTS ACTIVITS, TO TAKE US LIKE ALIENS, TO AREA 51 TYPE FEMA CAMPS, TO EXAMINE OUR BRAINS TO SEE IF THERE IS SOMETHING, THAT MAKES UP LOYAL TO AMERICA? IMAGINE THAT? NO, BEING THE WATCH DOG FOR THE FOURTH BRANCH OF THE GOVERNMENT, I AM TAKING MY INTELLIGENCE GATHERING, OF THE LAST FEW DAYS, AND ADDING THEM UP TO THE MOST LOGICAL CONCLUSION I CAN COME TO: (1) MISSOULA IS TAKING IN AN UNDISCLOSED NUMBER OF REFUGEES; (2) THEY NEED HOUSING; (3) THE FEMA TYPE TRAILERS, CONSTRUCTION, BULL DOZERS, BACK HOES, AND THE WHITE DUMP TRUCKS, ARE ALL JUST PART OF PREPARING A SAFE, PLACE FOR THE REFUGEES; (4) HOMELAND SECURITY, PROBABLY STAYING AT THE HOLIDAY INN, RIGHT THERE ON FRONT STREET, COULD NOT PARK THEIR VEHICLES IN THE PARKING GARAGE OR ON THE STREET, BECAUSE OF THEIR LENGTH, NOT NORMAL VEHICLES; THEREFORE, THEY TOOK AN EMPTY PARKING LOT, BEHIND THE LIBRARY, AND PARKED THEIR VEHICLES THERE; (5) PERHAPS THERE IS SOME TYPE OF VACINATIONS OR MEDICAL PROCEEDURES THAT NEED TO BE PERFORMED ON THE SYRIANS, WHO HAVE BEEN CAMPED OUT IN TENTS, IN THE MIDDLE OF A FUCKING HOT DESERT, FOR THREE YEARS--IT IS ABOUT TIME SOME HUMANITARIAN RELIEF CAME TO THEM! THEY ARE STILL PEOPLE, BLEED RED BLOOD, WANT SOMETHING BETTER THAN CONTINUAL WAR FOR THEIR CHILDREN, JUST LIKE OUR ANCESTORS DID FOR US, THANK GOD! (6) I HAVE ONLY SEEN HOMELAND SECURITY VEHICLES LIKE THIS, TWICE IN MY ADULT LEGAL LIFE, AND THOSE TWO, NOW THREE SIGHTINGS HAVE BEEN IN THE LAST 6 YEARS: (A) WHILE LEAVING A CLIENT'S HOUSE, THE CHEEKS, IN NORTH CEDAR CITY, STOPPING AT THE MAVERICK SHOP FOR A DIET COKE AND A CHOCOLATE ON CHOCOLATE DONUT, I NOTICED A VERY STRANGE, OBIQUOUS PARADE OF VERY SUSPICIOUS AND INTERESTING VEHICLES IN DEED, ALL ROYAL BLUE, NONE WITH MARKINGS LIKE, NORMAL TRUCKS, WITH THE U.S. DOT XXXX TO INDICATE THAT THE VEHICLES ARE MARKED AND REGISTERED FOR THEIR TRANSPORT, OR PRODUCTS, SOMETHING, THAT, TO ME, SEEMS ABOVE AND BEYOND THE LAW, BLACK OP, SECRET WORLD TYPE STUFF? BUT, SOME OF THE VEHICLES HAD LIKE SATALITE DISHES ON THEM, OTHERS LOOKED LIKE AMPED UP SANDWICH TRUCKS THAT COME TO CONTRUSTION SITES, BUT THESE HAVE LOTS OF RIVITS, AND BOLTS, MOST PULL TRAILERS BEHIND THEM, LIKE THE ONES I SAW YESTERDAY; (B) THE SECOND TIME I SAW, NOT REALLY A PROCESSOIN OF HOMELAND SECURITY VEHICLES, BUT, I REMEMBER, ONE, AND I WAS OUTSIDE OF HELENA, THE MONTANA CAPITAL, AND I HAD JUST WRITTEN ABOUT THE NEW "BEAR CATS" OR "MCATS" THAT THE CITY WAS EITHER CONSIDERING BUYING AT THE TIME, FOR ROUGHLY $450,000, WITH A HOMELAND SECURITY LOAN OR GRANT FOR ABOUT HALF OF THAT, OR $250,000, THAT WAS BACK IN 2012, BUT, I REMEMBER SEEING THE DUDE DRIVING IT ALL DECKED OUT IN CAMO . . . MY QUESTION THEN AND NOW, IS WHAT THE FUCK DO WE NEED THESE MILITARIZED VEHICLES THAT I LOOK AT NOTHING MORE THAN BOYZ TOYS ON STERIODS, SOMETHING FUN FOR THE COPS AND MILITARY TO USE? LIKE THEY DID IN FERGUSON, TO THE SHOCK AND HORROR OF THE NATION AND WORLD, IN A FREE FUCKING WORLD, USED ON "WE THE PEOPLE" ENGAGED IN "PEACEFUL" CIVIL RIGHTS PROTESTS AND MARCHES? WE JUST DON'T THINK SO! I WAS ESCORTED OFF THE UNIVERSITY OF NORTH LAS VEGAS CAMPUS, AUGUST, 9, 2014, AFTER WRITING MY LEGAL AND CONSTITUTIONAL ANALYSIS OF THE MICHAEL BROWN MURDER, SEEING ALL THE NEWS FOR THE ENTIRE DAY OF THE SHOOTING, AND VIEWING THE VIDEOS, SEVERAL YOUNG BLACK CHICKS FILMED FROM THEIR APARTMENT OR A FEW BLOCKS DOWN THE STREET FROM THE ALTERCATION BETWEEN OFFICER WILSON AND BROWN, AND FROM WHAT I SAW, BROWN WAS THE ONE ENTITLED TO "SELF-DEFENSE" THE COP WAS THE PRIMARY AGRESSOR, NOT BROWN, WHO WAS JUST TRYING TO STOP THE COP FROM SHOOTING HIM, AND EVENTUALLY, THIS ALLEGED, COPS, SHOT 9 BULLETS INTO THE KIDS, WITH HIS HANDS IN THE AIR, AND ONE TO THE TOP OF HIS HEAD, AS HE FELL TO THE GROUND, LEFT FOR 4 HOURS IN THE STREETS . . . IS THIS HOMELAND SECURITIES IDEA OF PEOPLE CONTROL, FEAR TACTICS, TEACHING US TO OBEY AND NEVER QUESTION? MAKE AMERICA, AMERCIA AGAIN! HOPEFULLY, THE MEN IN BLUE, ARE HERE TO EASE IN THE NEW REFUGEES, BECAUSE JURIDICTIONALLY, IN THE COP WORLD, THEY ARE THE ONES OVER REFUGEES, DETAINEES, AND THEY ARE THE ONES, WHO VET THEM, BEFORE LETTING THEM INTO THE COUNTRY AND MONITOR THEM, ONCE THEY ARE HERE FOR AWHILE, UNTIL, THEY ARE SETTLED, BUT CALLED TO DEAL WITH THEM, WITH THERE ARE TROUBLES OR ISSUES. I DID HAVE ONE MORE ENCOUNTER WITH HOMELAND SECURITY, AT THAT WAS WHEN THEY SICKED AN EGYPTIAN, TERRORIST ON ME, WHILE I WAS PRACTICING LAW IN ST. GEORGE, UTAH, HIS JOB WAS TO FUCK ME OVER, BE A LEGAL WRECHING BALL, TARNISHING MY REPUTATION AT AN ATTORNE WITH THE COURTS AND JAIL, HE LASTED A FUCKING THREE DAYS, WHEN I FOUND IN ON MY COMPUTER, TERRORIZING THE COURTS AND JAILS, USING MY WEIGHTY NAME AND POWERS, AS MY LEGAL ASSISTANT, WANTING TO BE TRAINED IN THE AMERICAN LEGAL SYSTEM, ALLEGEDLY, AND I FOUND HIM, DRILLING HOLES, AND HANGING, SURVEILLANCE WIRES, FROM ONE END OF MY BASEMENT TO THE OTHER END, ACROSS TO THE KITCHEN, WATCHING BRUTAL RAPE AND SNUFF FILMS ON MY COMPUTERS, I BELIEVE, BECAUSE I WAS CONSIDERING, AND HAD MET WITH A KIDDIE PORN KING, WHO HEARD ME ON THE RADIO, WAS RAIDED BY ICE AND HOMELAND SECURITY, TAKING A HALF A MILLION WORTH OF COMPUTER AND PHOTOGRAPHY EQUIPMENT, WITH NOT WARRANT! IF YOU HAVE TO CHEAT, BOYS, NO GOOD! EVERYONE IS ENTITLED TO A GREAT DEFENSE, TO MAKE THE SYSTEM WORK, BUT, THEY WENT THROUGH THE COURTS, WHO DENIED, WELL, DIDN'T OUTRIGHT DENY ME REPRESENTING HIM, BUT, THEY KIND OF DID, THROUGH HARASSING ME, TAKING MY HOUSE, MY WHOLE LAW PRACTICE, BREAKING IN MY HOME LAW OFFICE, STEALING EVIDENCE, AND COVERING THEIR TRACKS BY TAKING MY WHOLE DAMNE HOUSE THE DAY BEFORE, MY $357 MILLION SECURITIES CASE WAS TO BE ARGUED IN THE 10TH CIRCUIT COURT OF APPEALS, IN DENVER, 2011! THEY PLAY DIRTY. IN ADDITION TO INSIDER, FAMILY HELP WITHIN THE HOME, SHELLEY, WORKING IN CONCERT WITH DIRTY DICK . . . YOU HAVE TO DIG DEEP TO FIND DIRTY DICK'S! MY INTEL, TELLS ME, SISTER, SHELLEY, WHOM I CAUGHT IN HER SILVER, OVERSIZED, CHEVY TAHOE OR YUKON, LEFT TOWN! LOL! SHE IS NOT HOT, GUYS, YOU ARE PROBABLY SEEING PICTURES FROM 20 YEARS AGO, LIKE THOSE ON KAY'S HOME PAGE! SEXY? SHE LOOKS THE SAME AS ALWAYS, BUT, I DON'T HAVE A DICK, NOR DO I CLAIM DICK AS MY FATHER ANYMORE . . . TOO DIRTY FOR ME! LOL! ANYWAY, I BELIEVE IN TRANSPARENCY, IN MY GOVERNMENT, AT ALL LEVELS, SURE SOMOE THINGS ARE TOP SECRET, BUT, MOST THINGS, THE PUBLIC HAS A RIGHT TO KNOW! FREE SPEECH, PEACEFUL ASSEMBLE AND ADDRESSING GRIEVANCES WITH THE GOVERNMENT, IF "WE THE PEOPLE" DON'T KNOW WHO IS IN THE LINE OF DUTY OR COMMAND WITH THE SYRAN REFUGESS, WHO DO WE ADDRESS OUR CONCERNS WITH? OH, BACK TO THE EGYPTIAN DUDE, I THREW HIS ASS OUT, TOOK, THE FUCKED UP CORRPTED COMPUTER LAPTOP, TO THE FEDERAL BUILDING, FBI, OR SOME FEDERAL COPS, AND THIS COCKY EGYPTIAN, ACTUALLY TOLD ME WHERE THE SECRET LOCATION OF THE HOMELAND SECURITY OFFICERS WAS LOCATED, SO I MARCHED IN THERE, TWO GUYS WITH THEIR JAWS DROPPING, AS I THREW THIS ASSHOLES, SHIT, THAT I BAGGED UP, IN BLACK GARBAGE BAGS, AND SAID, HE IS YOU PROBLEM NOW! THEY LOOKED LIKE THEY HAD EATEN A YELLOW CANARY AND THE YELLOW FEATHERS WERE STICKING OUT OF THEIR MOUTHS, AS I DID, MY NORMAL HASTY, ALL ABOUT BUSINESS OR LAW, JOANN BOND EXIT, LEAVING THEM EATING MY DUST! LOL! THEY ARE ALL JUST GOVERNMENT WORKERS, NOTHING SPECIAL, NOTHING SECRET, ALL BOUND AND HELD BY THE DICTATES OF THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION, AND I AM HERE TO MAKE SURE THEY KNOW THAT! I WONDERED, AS I UPDATED MY BLOG, YESTERDAY AFTER LUNCH, AND ALL THE SIGNS AND SYMBOLS, FEELING PROMPTED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF DODGE OR THE LIBRARY, THAT, I MIGHT HAVE LEFT THE LIBRARY JUST IN TIME, ALL TRACTOR & TRAILER, WAS MY GUT FEELLING, WHEN I AWOKE IN A VERY EMPTY PARK ON A VERY NICE FALL DAY, WITH ALL THE COLLEGE KIDS USUALLY ENJOYING THE LAST FEW DAYS BEFORE, SCHOOL LOOMS LARGE OVER THEIR MINDS, PICNICING, THROWING FRISBEES, WALKING DOGS, CHECKING OUT THE RIVER . . . NONE OF THAT WAS GOING ON YESTERDAY, WHEN I AWOKE FROM MY PUNCH DRUNK SLEEP, THAT I DIDN'T CARE IF I GOT SHOT IN THE HEAD, I WAS SO TIRED! BUT, AFTER I SAW THE HOMELAND SECURITY VEHICLES, NOT UNTIL I LEFT THE PARK, BEING SHOCKED, IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT, AND WITH THE MOTOR ON, WAS EVEN MORE DISCONCERTING, I SAT PONDERING, THE SITUATION, WHILE I WAITED FOR A BUS RESCUE OUT OF THE AREA, JUST INCASE THEY ERE IN THE LIBRARY LOOKING FOR ME . . . . SIGNS I GOT: (1) A CHICK THAT LOOKED LIKE KAY, CROSSED THE STREET, FOLLOWED BY ONE OF MY SIGNS FOR HER, A VAN WITH THE COMPANY OR LOGO, "PALMER" THAT HAS COME TO SIGNIFY KAY, BECAUSE SHE LIVED IN HALF MOON BAY, CALIFORNIA, GET IT, PALM TREES! DHS, KAY IS NOT ME, I WAS THE CHICK IN THE PARK DEAD TIRED AND ASLEEP, YOU HAVE KNOWN HER BY MY NAME, FOR 10 YEARS, BUT, SHE IS NOT ME, NEVER COULD BE, NEVER HAS BEEN, NOTHING MORE THAN AN OBEDIENT, BITCH, HOOKED UP WITH MY EX, BRETT! (2) FOLLOWING THAT SIGN, THIS RED TOYOTA PRIUS OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT, CAME DOWN, ADAMS STREET, EAST OF THE LIBRARY, AND TURNED ON FRONT STREET, WHICH IS A ONE-WAY STREET, AND I AM TRYING TO WAVE HIM THE OTHER WAY, BEFORE HE GETS IN A HEAD ON COLLISION, BUT HE QUICKLY REALIZED THAT HE WAS IN THE WRONG TRAFFIC FLOW, AND TURNED IN TO THE LIBRARY, AND THE THOUGHT CAME TO MY MIND--RED IS MY COLOR OF ME, SYMBOLIC OF POWER, ENERGY, FAME, FIRE, PASSION, ETC., AND COMBINED WITH THE "KAY" SIGNS, THE BLUE OF HOMELAND SECURITY, MY "POWERTECH" RED, IS GOING THE WRONG DIRECTION FOR THEM, AND THAT IS WHY THEY HAVE ALL THE OBEDIENT DOUBLES, BECAUSE, I HAVE LONG BEEN KNOWN FOR MY CONSTITUTIONAL BATTLES WITH THE ESTABLISHMENT, GOVERNMENT, COPS, ETC., AND BY HAVING A COMPLIANT, JOANN, THROUGH KAY, SHELLEY, ETC., IT IS JUST ANOTHER MAGIC TRICK, SMOKE SCREEN, LASER SHOW, FLASH BANG, TO CONFUSE AND LEAD "WE THE PEOPLE" ASTRAY, TO MAKE THEM THINK, THEIR NATIONA GUARD IS ALL ON BOARD WITH ALL THIS SHIT, WHICH I AM NOT! REMEMBER, BACK SEVERAL YEARS AGO, AND MAYBE MORE, I BELIEVE WHEN WE HAD TROOPS IN SOMALIA, THE UNITED STATES MILITARY WANTED, U.S. SOLDIERS TO WEAR THE U.N. BLUE HELMETS? OUR BOYS REFUSED TO WEAR THE UNIFORMS OF THE UNITED NATIONS, AND FOUGHT, THEIR LEADERS, WHILE DOING U.N. DUTY, THEY WOULD NOT, PUT ON THE ROYAL BLUE COLORS, AND DEMANDED TO WEAR THE UNIFORMS OF THE UNITED STATES MILITARY! REMEMBER? NOW, GIVEN A CHOICE BETWEEN, ME AND MONEY, IT HAS BECOME APPARENT THAT EVERYONE, IS CLEARLY CHOOSING THE MONEY TRAIL! BUT, BETWEEN, AMERICAN SOVERIEGNTY, AND UNITED NATIONS, NEW WORLD ORDER . . . I AM SURE, THAT YOU WILL SIDE WITH AMERICA! I THINK WORKING TOGETHER FOR WORLD PEACE, IS GREAT, EVEN HAVING, THE GATHERINGS OF THE WORLD LEADERS WITH AND UNDER THE DIRECTION OF THE U.N. IS OKAY, HOWEVER, HOMOGENIZING, ALL THE NATIONS INTO ONE ORDER, UNDER THE U.N.. AS A WORLD FEDERAL GOVERNMENT OR SURPEME LEADER, OVER ALL NATIONS, FUCK NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE AMERICAN SPIRIT IS ONE THING, THAT, THESE JACK ASS, NEW ORDER FUCKERS, CAN'T KILL! NATIONALISM, IS NOT WHITE SUPREMACISTS, OR WHITE POWER, IT IS LOVE OF COUNTRY, PRIDE, LOVING THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE, FIGHTING FOR GOD, COUNTY AND FAMILY, APPLE PIE AND ALL THAT, AMERICAN GOOD STUFF WE LOVE! WE ARE WILLING TO BRING IN SYRIAN REFUGEES AND I WOULD HOPE EVERYONE TREATS, OTHER HUMANS WITH RESPECT, ALL HUMANS DESERVE; HOWEVER, FOR THE SYRIANS TO COME HERE AND TELL US WHAT OUR WOMEN CAN AND CAN'T WEAR, IS FUCKING BULL SHIT . . . YOU ARE GUESTS IN OUR COUNTRY, YOU ADAPT TO OUR WESTERN LIVING, YOU CAN BECOME CITIZENS, AND PRACTICE YOUR RELIGION, BUT YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO FORCE THAT ONE US, WE DRESS ACCORDING TO OUR CULTURES, AND YOUR PATH TO CITIZENSHIP, IS UP TO YOU, BUT, YOU HAVE TO BECOME AN AMERICAN SYRIAN, NO LONGER A SYRIAN, SYRIAN MUSLIM! MANY OF YOU RARE CHRISTIANS, WE WILL ALL HAVE TO BE TOLERANT OF OUR INDIVIDUALITY AND RESPECT THIS MELTING POT PROCESS! WELCOME TO AMERICA, YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE THIS AMERICAN RIDE!

D.C. ZOMBIE BRAIN EATERS! NO, YOU DON'T GET TO GIVE, HAIRLESS CAT, HAG-SAG ASS KAY, CREDIT FOR MY BLOG! OR CASES, OR KIDS! CLAPTRAP. RECODE. THE STRAIN. HOMELAND. WHIPS & CHAINS. GREAT. WHY YOU? THERE IS NO SHORT CUT TO SUCCESS! GO BIG! QUALITY TAKES TIME. WE GET CRAP! MIX IT UP! SIGNS FROM LAST NGHT TO THIS MORNING: (1) LOCAL COPS LAWYING LOW, FEDS STEPPING IT UP, ON TRAILS, PICK UP, AND FIGURING OUT WHERE I AM--IF THERE IS ONE THING THE FEDS HATE WITH ALL THEIR HIGH TECH SPY GEAR, CREATED AT AREA 51--YEAH, IT WAS ME, ALONG WITH REBECCA BAKER-NEWELL, MY CLIENT FROM LA VERKIN, UTAH, LONG SOLD OUT, BUT, PREVIOUSLY, WE WERE AT THER FATHER'S HOUSE, HE IS A SURVIVALIST, OFF THE GRID, BUT WORKS WITH SEARCH & RESCUE, FEMA, AND OTHER COP AGENCIES, WHEN PEOPLE ARE MISSING AND WHAT NOT, BUT, HE LIVES OR USED TO LIVE, 17 MILES FROM AREA 51, SO ONE DAY, AFTER I HAD DONE SOME RESEARCH, ME AND REBECCA, DECIDED TO TAKE A LITTLE TOUR OF THE FACIITY DOWN THE DIRT ROAD--BELIEVE ME, THEY HAVE THIS PLACE HOTWIRED, AND THE SECOND YOU COME WITHIN MILES OF THE BARBED WIRE FENCES, AS I RECALL, OR AT LEAST WHERE WE WERE, GOING TO THE TOP OF A HILL, WHERE WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO GET A GLMPS OF SOME ALIEN, UFO, OR STEALTH ANTI-GRAVITY PURPULSION AIRCRAFT THAT LOOKS LIKE A FLYING SAUCER . . . BUT, BEFORE WE EVEN GOT, ALMOST IN VEIW OF ANYTHING, WHITE TRUCKS, WITH ARMED GUARDS, CAME AT US FROM ALL ANGLES AND DIRECTIONS--WHERE THE FUCK DID THESE GUYS COME FROM? SHIT! WE LEFT, DIDN'T WANT TO GET SHOT OR SOMETHING, AND NOW THAT I KNOW, THE ARE OPERATING ON BLACK LAW, NOT WHITE TRANSPARENT LAWS, THE AVERAGE CITIZEN IS USED TO WITH THE U.S. CONSTITUTION, SUPREME, I AM EVEN MORE GLAD, WE DIDN'T GET CLOSER! I HAD FUN IN MY LAW PRACTICE! LOL! SO LAST NIGHT, AS I LEFT THE BREAK ESPRESSO CAFE', SEEING THREE POV. BUDDIES, ONE ALWAYS HANGS THERE DURING THE LATE HOURS, A SPY, OR CONFIDENTIAL INFORMANT, JOINED LAST NIGHT BY A GUY WHO, USED TO HANG THERE, BUT HAAS NOT FOR SOME TIME, AND KEN, A LOW KEYED, ESTABLISHMENT FIGURE, DATING FROM THE OLD POV TO NOW, NEVER COMES TO THE POV., IF THEY CAN'T CATCH ME, THEY JUST LIE, FOR SHELLEY, OR KAY, OR THE COP CUNTS, ONE OF THE 10 I TALKED ABOUT YESTERDAY, WHO THE GOVERNMENT, MADE ME JOANN 51, BECAUSE, I AM TOO INTELLECTUALLY CURIOUS, WHICH MAKES ME SMART, AND UNCONTROLABLE--BELIEVE ME, THESE GUYS ARE CONTROL FREAKS, WHY DO YOU THINK WE HAVE THE NSA, THEY WANT TO KNOW WHAT, SOME OF US ARE UP TO 24/7, SO, I LEAVE THE BREAK, MAKING MY FAST BREAK AND GET AWAY, GOING OUT THE BACK DOOR--THAT ALWAYS WORKS AT LEAST WITH THE NEW EYES ON ME, BUT A TAIL PICKS UP ON ME, SHORTLY AFTER THAT, IN THE FORM OF A BIKERS--THE NEW SURVIELLANCE AND STAKE OUTS, TRYING TO FIGURE OUT, WHERE I AM TRAMP CAMPING, THESE DAYS, SO I DON'T CATCH COPS AND ROBBERS WITH THEIR PANTS DOWN, LIKE I DID SUNDAY, WITH THE HUNTED, WATCHING THE HUNTERS, BUT, THIS WORKS, WITH A MOVING TARGET LIKE ME, MUCH LIKE A RELAY RACE, WITH AGENTS, COVERING A PARTICULAR ASSIGNED FEW BLOCKS, SO, ONE WILL HAND THE BATON, TO THE NEXT BLOCK AGENT, AND SO FORTH. BIKER, THEN, THE FOR SURE, TAIL, SOME TRUCK DOWN ONE OF THE FIRST STREETS, GOING ALONG THE RAILROAD TRACKS TO MY UNDISCLOSED TO ANYONE, LOCATION, TO SLEEP, BE SAFE, BUT, I NOTICE THESE BRIGHTS ON ME, THINKING THE VEHICLE, IS COMING UP THE STREET, SO I WAVED IT ON BY, NOT LIKING TO BE RUSHED, BY ANY STRETCH, BUT INSTEAD OF COMING TOWARD ME, THEY STARTED TO BACK UP, DOWN THE STREET--AH, PLAYING TO THE SKY COPS, SHE IS BACK, MEANING, THE AREA I HAD BEEN IN, THIS MORNING, I AM BACK, PROBABLY INDICATING, WE ARE GETTING CLOSER; ANOTHER VEHICLE PICKS UP THE TAIL, THEY GO PAST ME, AND THEY PULL A "U" TURN, INDICATING, YES, IT IS "U" OR "ME" AND THEY DO IT RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. SHIT, FOR SURE, TAILS. TIME TO DITCH. I GET TO A SHADED STREETS, SO IT IS HARDER FOR THEM TO SEE ME FROM THE ROAD, CAR LINED STREETS, BUT, SOME CHICK BIKER, DOES A HUGE "DOUBLE TAKE" SEEING ME, OKAY, TIME TO GET SERIOUS, i FIND A BENCH, OFF ROAD A BIT, AND SIT AND WAIT . . . A SMALL TRUCK, TOYOTA OR FORD, GOES UP THE ROAD, LOOKING FOR ME, AND DOES NOT SEE ME, SO, AGAIN, CONFIRMS, MY SUSPICIONS, THEY GO UP THE STREET A WAYS, THEN TURN AROUND AND HEAD BACK DOWN THE STREET, NICE. I WAIT, SEE ANOTHER BIKER WITH HEADLIGHTS COMING TOWARDS ME, SO I HIDE BEHIND THIS TRUCK WITH A TRAILER, AND THEY DON'T SEE ME, I THINK, CLEAR SIDEWALKS AND TRAILS, HOME, ALTHOUGHT, STRANGELY ENOUGH, I AM SITTING, TAKING A BREAK, JUST ENJOYING THE NIGHT AIR AND THE STARS, AND, IT IS PROBABLY ROUGHLY 10:30 PM, SO A VERY LATE NIGHT, FOR SOMEONE, BUT, I FUCKING HEAR, SOMEONE, RIGHT NEAR ME, SHE WALKS, SOMEWHERE, AWAY, AND COMES BACK! CIA! (2) IT WAS FUCKING FREEZING LAST NIGHT, SO WHEN I WOKE UP AROUND 4:35 AM, PRETTY COMMON FOR ME, DON'T NEED MUCH SLEEP, SOON TO READY MYSELF, TO CATCH THE #11 BUS, AT 5:35 OR 5:40 AM, TAKING A TRIP AROUND THE CITY, TO PUT ON MY MAKE-UP AND READ THE HEADLINES OF THE NEWSPAPER, BUT, I THOUGHT, I CAN WAIT, ANOTHER HALF HOUR, SO I SHUT MY EYES--THIS BIG ASS, POLICE SUV, MISSOULA STYLE, COVERS MY MIND'S EYE OVER THE BRAIN AREA! SHIT, NO BUS THIS MORNING. (3) ROLL OUT, 6:30 AM, AND IT IS NOT AS COLD AS I THOUGHT, BUT, JUST BEFORE ROLLING OUT, A "HOUSTON'S" TRUCK, CROSSES THE ROAD IN FRONT OF ME, SHIT, THEY ARE GOING TO SAY, SHELLEY WROTE THE FUN BLOG, ON "AREA 51" FUCK! SHELLEY HAS A DAUGHTER, ALEX MAUGHN, WHO LIVES IN AMERILLO, TEXAS, WHERE MY FOUTH HUSBAND, FRANK, INTERPOL IS FROM, SHELLEY IS EITHER MARRIED TO ALLAN, AKA, FRANK, OR JOHN, SOMETIMES THE MOB, BITCHES, MARRY A COVER HUSBAND, AND THEY ARE HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH THE OTHER DUDE, ONE COVERS THE OTHER, TO FOOL, INVESTIGATORS! SO THAT WAS, SYMOBLIC OF SHELLEY, AKA, ME! LOL! THE TALE OF TWO SISTERS, SHELLEY SPENT HER DAYS OF YOUTH, WYLING AWAY, READING BOOKS, ENDLESS BOOKS, I AM NOT A READER, I AM A DOER, AND I REMEMBER, THINKING, WHY WOULD I WANT TO SIT AND READ ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE'S ADVENTURES, WHEN I CAN HAVE MY OWN--THEY SAY, PERSONALITIES ARE FORMED BY THE TIME, KIDS ARE 5 YEARS OLD! I COULD AND STILL CAN READ, 20 PAGES, AND NOT REMEMBER A WORD, UNLESS THERE IS A LEGAL ISSUE, A QUESTION, OR SOMETHING I CAN LEARN, FROM READING THIS MATERIAL! I DON'T READ A BOOK A YEAR, MAGAZINE ARTICLES, NEWSPAPERS, YEAH, BOOKS FUCK NOW! SHELLEY, USED TO CHECK OUT A STACK OF BOOKS AND READ TWO A DAY! BORING! I AM THE DOER. I ALSO, BY WAY OF DEFAULT ON SHELLEY'S PART, SHE IS THE OLDEST, BUT, SPENT HER TIME READING, ABDICATED HER POSITION AS MOTHER'S LITTLE HELPER TO ME, SO THE FIRST CHILD IS THE "OVER ACHEIVER," THE SECOND CHILD TO DISTIGUISH THEMSELVES, BECOMES THE "WILD CHILD", SO I GOT BOTH CHARACTERISTICS! I THINK, THIS FACT, OFTEN CONFUSES PEOPLE, WHO BELIEVE BECAUSE I AM OUT TRIPPING AROUND, AREA 51, I AM NOT ALSO, WORKING ON A BRIEF, TO GET REBECCA'S KIDS BACK! I JUST DO IT THE FUN WAY, WHILE WE ARE DOING OTHER STUFF! (4) AGENTS, AT MISSOULA 3:16, BEFORE BREAKFAST. ONE DUDE, IS WALKING BACK AND FORTH, SINGING, OBNOXIOUSLY LOUD, TRYING TO GET MY ATTENTION, THAT HE IS A HOMELESS GUY--AH, NEWSFLASH, FBI OR CIA, SAME THESE DAYS, THE HOMELESS ARE ENCOURAGED TO FOLLOW THE "GOOD NEIGHBOR POLICY" AND BE COURTEOUS, OF OTHERS, HOMEOWNERS, NEAR SHELTERS AND SOUP KITCHENS! ALL THE NORMAL GUYS ARE NOT THERE, PROBABLY STAYING IN THEIR SLEEPING BAGS, IT WAS FUCKING FREEZING LAST NIGHT! THIS GUY, IS ALSO ACTING LIKE HE JUST CAME OUT OF A WARM HOUSE OR CAR, SHORT SLEEVE SHIRT! HOMELESS DUDES, WEAR, LAYERS, LIKE HE HAD ONE, BUT, THEY LAYER UP WITH COATS, BLANKETS, ETC.! THERE IS ANOTHER AGENT, DOWN THE PARKING LOT, AGAIN, WEARING SHORTS, T-SHIRT, NOT COLD AT ALL . . . NOT THE NORMAL GIG, A FEW DAYS AGO, WHEN THE WIND WAS BLOWING, ALL OF US, TRUE HOMELESS PEOPLE WERE, GATHERED, BETWEEN THE TWO BUILDINGS WHERE THERE IS THIS INDENT, WAITING FOR BREAKFAST--I AM SURE, THE WARM SLEEPING BAG, IS KEEPINIG REAL DUDES, AWAY FOR A WHILE, TIL IT WARMS UP, OR THE SUN COMES UP! THIS SECOND GUY, HAS A PHONE IN HIS HAND, AND ALL THE SUDDEN, I HEAR, WHAT ALMOST SOUNDED LIKE THE HOWLING OF A WOLF, UNTIL IT GOT LOUDER AND LOUDER, MORE ANNOYING, AGAIN, LOUD, LETTING THE SKY COPS, OR BACK UP, KNOW, I AM HERE! SO OBVIOUS! (4) ONCE INSIDE, THE TWO SPIES, I HAVE NOT SEEN BEFORE, ARE ALL CHUMMY WITH THE WORKERS, NOT NORMAL. THE WORKERS ARE PATTING THEM ON THE BACK, THEY ARE ALL USING FIRST NAMES, COZY, CHECKING MAIL, AND ALL, FUCKING "OVERACTING" A HUGE ASS, TRAIT OF THE FAKES, THEY ARE TRYING TO HARD TO BE HOMELESS, THAT THEY ARE NOT HOMELESS! DUDE WITH THE PHONE, ONLY GETS COFFEE, AGAIN, NOT HOMELESS NORMS, WE ARE ALL STARVING, WE DIDN'T GET A SNACK AFTER DINNER, IF WE DID, IN FACT, GET DINNER! HE HAS COFFEE AND LEAVES OUT THE BACKDOOR? THE GUY, WHO WAS SINGING, AGAIN, NEVER SEEN, IN THE LAST TWO WEEKS, PALLING AROUND WITH STAFF, BUT HE IS EATING. I KNOW SOMETHING IS UP, SO I EAT FAST, JUMP UP, TAKE MY DISHES AND TRASH, WHERE THEY GO, THANK THE WORKERS, AND LOOK TO SEE IF THE AGENT WHO WENT OUT THE BACK DOOR WAS STILL THERE? NO! TROUBLE. I LEAVE, SECOND AGENT, IS FREAKING OUT, HE HAS COFFEE, FOOD, CEREAL, AND OVER DID HIS ROLE PLAY, AND CAN'T LEAVE, WITHOUT PUTTING HIS DISHED UP, AND HE IS GASPING FOR AIR! LOL! I DO MY NORMAL "SMOOTH MOVE" JAMES BOND EXIT! I LOVE IT! I PASSED ANOTHER ONE, HEADING TO THE 3:16, WEARING A SWEATSHIRT, THAT SAID, "PIONEER" IN HUGE ASS GOLD LETTERS--YEAH, I AM GOLDIE BOX! I HAVE NOTICED IN THE LAST FEW DAYS, THAT ALL CITES, ON .COM, .NET, OR .ORG. ALMOST WITHOUT EXCEPTION, HAVE MY BLOG, MOST IN THE MILLIONS OF HITS, AND IN 8 VERSIONS, HAVE AS OF LATE, GONE FROM IT.COM, 43,800,000 HITS IN .35 SECONDS, DOWN TO ROUGHLY 280,000 HITS? SO THE MOB, GOVERNMENT IS SKIMMING, 43,500,000 HITS, AT A PENNY PER HIT, SO WHAT, $43,000 IN A MINUTE, ON EIGHT VERSIONS OF MY BLOG? RIGHT NOW, SITES, LIKE, "LOVE", "SURF", "SAGE", ALL JUST NAMES I RANDOMLY TYPED IN, NOT KNOWING IF THEY WERE EVEN SITES, HAVING ANYWHERE FROM, 18,000,0000 TO 23,000,000 HITS, IN UNDER A MINUTE, 8 VERSIONS, ALL NOT AS HEAVILY LOADED, BUT, ALWAYS THE TOP SEVERAL SPOTS, EVEN TRUMPING, YEAH, I OUGHT TO BE A BILLIONAIRE, FUCKING EASY, MILLIONAIRE EACH DAY, BUT, NOW, I HAVE NOTICED, THAT, ALMOST EVERY SITE I PULL UP, IS ROUGHLY A HALF A MILLION HIT, "ANYTIME" SO, 500,000 SEEMS AVERAGE, AND RATHER THAN PUT THE SECONDS, USUALLY, SNAP SHOTS EVERY, .35 TO .84 SECONDS, NOW, THEY ALL JUST SAY, "ANYTIME" SO NOT ONLY ARE THEY STEALING, THOUSANDS OF HITS, TRANSLATING INTO DOLLARS, IN SECONDS, ALL DAY, LONG, THEY ARE NOW, BLOCKING ME AND YOU FROM, SEEING JUST HOW FUCKING HUGE ASS THIS BLOG IS, MIND BLOWING, AND YOU COULD PROBABLY TAKE 10,000 TOP BLOGGERS, AND TAKE THEIR HITS TOGETHER, AND THEY WOULD NOT COME CLOSE TO EQUALLING MY HIT TALLIES! AND I AM FUCKING HOMELESS? I GO ON THIS BUS, AND I CAN'T REMEMBER THE NUMBERS, BUT, FOR SOME REASON, MY EYE ALWAYS GOES TO THIS ONE STREET, "MAPLE", MAKING ME THINK OF "MARLA MAPLES TRUMP", LIKE YEAH, YOU SHOULD BE LIVING THAT LIFESTYLE, AS A BILLIONAIRE, NOT AS THE WIFE, OF A BILLIONAIRE, BUT THE BILLIONAIRE YOURSELF! MY SON, ELLIOT, AND HIS BAND, GOD'S REVOLVER, WAS EXACTLY THE SAME, I SAW A POSTER, OF ELLIOT, BACK IN 2007, BEFORE, HIS BAND GOT "HARD ROCK BAND OF THE YEAR" IN 2008, AND THE POSTER SALES, WERE MARKED, IN MINISCLE FONT NUMBERS, AND THEY WERE IN THE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS TO BILLIONS, JUST ON THE POSTER! ELLIOTS, RED LOCKS, WERE FLOPPED OVER HIS FACE, NICE MOVE, FOR THE THIEVES, CAN MARKET WITH A FAKE RED HEAD, FAKE BAND, RYAN CHAMBERS, AND CREW OF COPS FUCKING KIDS, SHELLEY AND KAYS, FUCKS, PUKES! BUT USING, ELLIOT'S BAND, MUSIC AND PICTURES, BECAUSE THEY WERE ALL SO COOL . . . EL'S RED JESUS HAIR, IN HIS SIGNATURE PLAY, OVER HIS FACE, NAVY BLUE T-SHIRT, YELLOW BASS GUITAR, AND HIS COLORFUL, SLEEVE TATTOO, MADE AN AWESOME ROCK STAR POSTER, WORTH MILLIONS, IF NOT BILLIONS, AT WHAT $10 PER POSTER TO $15? HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN A BILLIONAIRE BACK THEN, JUST ON THE POSTER, NOT TALKING CONCERT SALES, CD SALES . . . THIS IS WHERE THESE MONSTERS, GOT THEIR SEED MONEY, TO DO WHAT THEY ARE DOING NOW, BUYING THEIR WAY INTO THE TOP OF THE MORMON CHURCH, WHICH, THEN CONNECTED THEM INTO THE FBI AND CIA, NOT TO MENTION, MILITARY, AND WORLD! ALL THIS MONEY, NOW ONE WATCHING, THE FOX IN THE CHICKEN COOP, BECAUSE THE AGENCIES AND AGENTS TO INVESTIGATE AND PROSECUTE "FINANCIAL CRIMES" ARE TAKING MONEY OUT OF THE ANTE! WE ARE TALKING BILLIONS A BILLIONS OF DOLLARS! OVER FUCKING YEARS, NOT TO MENTION, CHRIS'S, RAP AND HIP HOP ELECTRONIC MUSIC, DAUGHTERS, BOOKS, BLOGS, ETC., AND THE "MOTHER LODE!" THE $33 BILLION THE GOVERNMENT GIVES THE "BLACK" WORLD OF AREA 51, PALES IN COMPARISON TO WHAT THE CIA HAS STOLEN FROM MY FAMILY, THAT NOBODY WOULD EVER SUSPECT, COULD BE POSSIBLE WITH MUSIC AND BLOGS! TAX FREE . . . WHY DO YOU THINK, I AM BEING FOLLOWED, WITH HITS, GOVERNMENT AND COPS, FROM ALL OVER THE COUNTRY, WORKING ON TAKING ME OUT . . . I SEE ALL THE MONEY, I RAISED THE KIDS, ALL GENIUS IN THEIR AREAS, AND I BET, ALL THE MONEY, GOING TO NICOLE'S BOOK, "THE QUESTION OF LAHASH" ABOUT A ROCK STAR, PROBABLY WRITTEN FOR HER BABY BROTHER ROCK STAR, ELLIOT, IS BEING TAPPED, AND SHE WILL NEVER KNOW, HOW BIG, OR HOW SUCCESSFUL THE BOOK IS! THE REASON THESE FUCKS, HATE ME, WANT THE GIRLZ CLUB, TO BE ME, IS WE ARE TALKKING $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ AND THEY SHARE WITH COPS, TO GET COPS COOPERATION! HERE HAVE A HOUSE, OR A BOAT, OR CAR, ALL LAUNDERED AND NOT TRACED, TAXED, NOR RECORDED FUCKING ANYWHERE, ALL DEEP WEB STUFF, DARK INTERNET, WITH THE SIMPLE TOUCH OF A CLICK, AWAY FROM MAKING EVERY DIME THIS FRESH, SMART, TALENTED FAMILY MAKES, AND THEY WILL NEVER KNOW, EXCEPT FOR MOM AND SHE MONITORS, SO WE NEED TO KILL HER! (5) AT THE BREAK, THIS MORNING, WITH FBI LOW FLYING SURVEILLANCE PLANE, MARKING MY PATH, AS IF THE GPS TRACKING CHIP, THEY BURIED IN ME, A FEW MONTHS AGO, ALONG WITH THE "DOODLEBUGGED" CHIP, FROM WHEN I WAS WITH BRETT, GET MY MEANING, I AM NOT KAY, I AM JOANN, THE ATTORNEY, BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, BLOGGER, MOTHER OF 4 BABY GENIUSES, THE WAY I PLANNED, ON RAISING MY CHILDREN, FOCUS ON BRAINS, INTELLIEGENCE, CHARACTER . . . NOT BOATING , SKIING, LASER TAG AND DISNEY WORLD! NOR RAISING THEM WITH ILLEGAL ALIEN HISPANICS WHO DIDN'T SPEAK ENGLISH, WHILE KAY BURNINGHAM BROWN, PRACTICED LAW . . . NO, I RAISED MY KIDS! KAY PAID TO HAVE SOMEONE ELSE RAISE HERS, SHELLEY JUST DROPPED HER MOTLEY CREW AND BASTARDS ON THE FAMILY, RACHEL, HAD CHRIS AND NANNIES, SUE DID TWO, BUT, I ACTUALLY, RAISED MINE, AS DID THERI FATHER, THE BEST MAN, I KNOW, BAR NONE! I JUST GOT BORED, PART OF MY WILD CHILD MAKE-UP! THROUGH ALL THE CIA, FBI, DEA, INTERPOL, AGENTS, OR COPS THAT HAVE BEEN SENT MY WAY, NONE ARE FINER MEN, THAN THE FATHER OF MY FOUR CHILDREN! NONE! THAT IS WHY, ALL THIS GROUP, BEYOND THE MONEY, ALSO WANT TO CLAIM, MY KIDS AS THEIR OWN, AND DIS THEIR OWN, SAD, SICK, DISGUSTING! BUT, WHILE I WAS WATCHING, IRONICALLY, "FBI FILES: ABOVE THE LAW" WITH THE FIRST COP, CHARGED, FOR RAPE AND MURDER, AS A HIGHWAY PATROL MAN, WHO GOT OFF TWICE, LATER, HAD THE FBI GO AFTER HIM, FOR VIOLATING THE CIVIL RIGHTS OF THE GIRL HE RAPED THEM MURDERED, AND GOT AWAY WITH FOR 10 YEARS, BUT, HE GOT MORE TIME UNDER THE CIVIL RIGHTS STATUTE, 90 YEARS, 30 YEARS BEFORE HE COULD BE CONSIDERED FOR PAROLE, BUT, THE SECOND THIS MAN PUT ON HIS UNIFORM, HE TURNED INTO A PREDATOR, HE SOLICITED THE WOMEN HE PULLED OVER FOR SEX, HE HAD AFFAIRS, CHEATED FOR YEARS, WITH HIS WIFE, TOTALLY THINKING HE WAS THE BEST HUSBAND AND FATHER, EVEN BEING NAMED COP OF THE YEAR, WITH EVERYONE COMING TO HIS DEFENSE! THE FBI SAID, LOCAL COPS DON'T KNOW WHO THEY ARE DEALING WITH! HE IS A WOLF, WHILE THEY ARE THE SHEEP TO THE SLAUGHTER, HE WAS ERASING AND DESTROYING EVIDENCE A STEP AHEAD OF THEM, THROUGH TWO TRIALS, KNOWING HE HAD TO HAVE DONE THE MURDER! FINALLY, LUCKY FOR THE GIRL, SOME DEDICATED, HONEST, NOT COP PROTECTING, PROFESSIONALS, WENT AFTER THE RAPIST AND MURDERING COP! I HAVE NOT SEEN THAT YET, THE COPS ARE GOING AFTER "ME" WITH COPS HAVING, LIED, BUS DRIVERS, SHELTER WORKERS, AND ALL ON THE TAKE, SAYING THAT I AM SHELLEY, WHO IS A REAL CRIMINAL, OR KAY OR RACHEL, NOT THE BLOGGER, SLAMMING KEYS, STARTING AT THE BREAK COFFEE CAFE, UNTIL I SAW, FUCKING AT LEAST 6 COPS, LOCAL, AND FEDERAL, AND DID ANOTHER, "SMOOTH MOVE" OUT THE DOOR IN TRUE JOANN BOND, FASHION, HIT BUS #1 TO THE MALL, WHERE I AM TYPING IN FRONT OF THE CAFEE' DOLCE! BUT, THERE IS A RELENTLESS PURSUIT, WHEN I HAVE PROVEN OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN, WHO I AM, THE ATTORNEY, THE HOBBY LOBBYIST, THE BLOGGER, BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, TELLING PIG TALES, LIKE THIS DAILY, AND THE MORE I PROVE WHO I AM, THE HARDER AND MORE INTENSE THE PURSUIT OF ME IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY FUCKING KNOW, DAMNED WELL, THEY HAVE NEVER TALKED TO ME, NOR HAVE I DONE A PRESENTATION, NOR HAVE I GONE INTO COURT WITH THEM, EXCEPT, ONCE IN KALISPELL, WITH FAKE CIA JUDGE, MICHAEL WILLIS, STANDING IN FOR JUDGE ROBERT ALLISON! THE SHIT AND TALES GO ON BACK, ENDLESSLY, DAILY, HOURLY! OH, AT THE BREAK, WHERE I NOTICED THE 6 COPS, I FELT SOMETHING ON MY HEAD, AND FOUND, A "PINE NEEDLE" WHICH IS SYMBOLIC OF KAY, WHO USED TO LIVE UP IN JEREMY RANCH, JUST OUTSIDE OF PARK CITY, UTAH, WITH HER HUSBAND, AND THE FATHER OF DANNY, DAVID BUTTARS, UNTIL THEY GOT A DIVORCE, THEN SHE WENT AFTER, MY HUSBAND, BRETT TODD STUART, ON AN ARRANGED, ALLEGED, GIRL'S WEEKEND, WHERE KAY AND BRETT HOOKED UP! I AM SURE THE FUCKING ASSHOLE COPS, AT THE BREAK, NOW THAT I TRASHED, SHELLEY YESTERDAY, HAVE BALD, SKINNY BITCH, KAY AS BACK UP! FUCK, THE LIES, THE DECIET, THE COVER-UP, THE TIME, AND EFFORT, ALL ON MY FAMILY DIME, SO THEY DON'T CARE, AND WELL WORTH THEIR EFFORTS, BUT, THIS IS WHAT WE CALL, "LAW ENFORCEMENT?" HOW ABOUT CRIMINAL MINDS, AMERICAN GREED, AND THE AMERICA PSYCHOS! THESE PEOPLE ARE SICK, INDIVIDUALLY, COLLECTIVELY, THE CRIMINAL JUSTICE SYSTEM, IS FUCKED UP AND ILL TOO, AND THE ARE ALL BASICALLY, "ABOVE THE LAW" BECAUSE, THEY ARE THE SYSTEM TO HOLD THESE FUCKERS ACCOUNTABLE, AND ALL THEY ARE DOING IS PROTECTING THE SYSTEM! SOME SMART FBI AGENT, OR U.S. ATTORNEY, NEED TO PROCESUTE ON CIVILR RIGHTS VIOLATIONS, I HAVE HAD MY LIFE, LIBERTY AND PROPERTY TAKEN WITHOUT, DUE PROCESS OF LAW, NOR EQUAL PROTECTION, AND WITHOUT COMPENSATIONS! FUCK, WHAT A JOKE, I AM NOT AN AGENT, NO WEIGHT LIMITS APPLY, AND THE GOVERNMENT IS NOT AUTHORIZED TO KILL ME, YOU FUCKS, SCHMUCKS, YUCKS, YOU SUCK! GOD DAMN IT! YOU TOOK THE SAME OATH I DID, NOT SOME FUCKED UP SECRET CIA ASSHOLE OATH OF SECRECY, THERE IS ONE AMERICA, TAKE YOUR MASONS, YOUR KNIGHTS TEMPLAR, YOUR ILLUMINATI, SKULL & BONES, BOHEMIAN GROVE, CLUB 300, AND ALL YOUR SECRET MORMON TEMPLE SHIT, AND GO FUCK YOURSELVES, BUT LEAVE ME ALONE! FUCK ALL OF YOU! DO YOU EVER WONDER, WHY, GOD IS FUCKING ALWAYS ON MY SIDE, WHY YOU CAN'T GET ME, AFTER WHAT, FUCKING MILLIONS OF ATTEMPTS, DAILY, HOURLY, NIGHTLY, WEEKLY, MONTHLY AND YEARLY? HE HATES YOU, HE HATES INJUSTICE, HE LOVES THE PURE, THE TRUE, THE HONEST, THE LOYAL, THOSE WHO SERVE . . . I AM SERVING THE PEOPLE OF THIS COUNTRY, OF THIS WORLD, EVERY FUCKING DAY, SOMETIMES TWICE A DAY, I HAVE ALREADY WRITTEN OVER 365 BLOGS, THIS YEAR, AND WE STILL HAVE WHAT, 4 MONTHS LEFT, 120 DAYS, AND ANOTHER 120 TO BILLIONS DOLLARD FOR THE SUPER MOB, OF COPS, CHURCH, GOVERNMENT, SOUTHWICKS, WHO CAN'T MAKE A FUCKING DIME ON THEIR OWN, NEVER HAVE, NEVER WILL . . . I AM THE LEAST MATERIALISTIC OF THE WHOLE LITTER, MONEY IS ELUSIVE, IF YOU CHASE IT, YOU WILL NEVER CATCH IT . . . DO WHAT YOU LOVE, AND YOU WILL ALWAYS LOVE WHAT YOU DO, LOVE YOUR WORK! MONEY IS JUST A NICE, SIDELINE! I AM GOLDIE BLOGX, SHELLEY, KAY, AND RACHEL ARE THE THREE BEARS, OR BARES! WHAT A FUCKING JOKE . . . YOU GET CRAP, SO THEY MIX IT WITH MY STUFF, AFTER CLAIMING THEY DID ALL OF IT! I AM NOT FRANK, BRETT, SHELLEY, KAY, RACHEL, FUCK, I WOULD NOT BE ANY OF THEM, THEY ARE NOT A PIMPLE ONT HE ASS OF THE UNIVERSE TO ME! SHIT, LOSERS, LIARS, THIEVES, FUCKERS, ALL1

Signs and Symbols from the Spy World!

God is by far, the best Intel man, over any fucking clown ass, agent, CIA, FBI, DEA, ATF, DIA, etc., because I go to lunch, and he either confirms what I just wrote on ball caps, or in vehicles, trucks, license plates, as they go by me waiting for the bus.  This for future pure and clean, activist, with fresh, novel, ideas, music, writing, cases, etc., that others in the profession would give their eye teeth, to have done, or written or created and such is the case with Kay Burningham, a friend from 7th grade the only reason, she ever became cool or got to hang in the crowds she did, was globbing onto me, since the first time she saw me, as a class officer, in 7th grade, she asked to be my science partner, knowing I was her ticket to fame then, and surely the one who put her on the radar screen now, same with sisters, and my payment for being exceptional, in all I do, and bringing attention to my family, is they just take credit for all me and mine do, and assign it to others who are equally envious and with that green monster, we call jealousy raging in their shallow, infantile brains . . . even Zombies would not want their brains, nor does D.C., they wreak, are boring, dull, lack luster, and they learn nothing from them, so they just, say that I am, their bitches, and try to elevate their wives, fuck buddies, or spiritual wives, for Mormons, which most of them are! 

So, I get off the bus from the mall, to the terminal, and the first thing I see, is a Kay surrogate, wearing a black sweatshirt with the words, Cookie's, on it, as if God is saying, she's back, taking credit for the blog you just wrote, because, she is known as JoAnn, and NOBODY out of Bountiful, Utah, knows who Kay is, she is not a brand name, I am, she is using MY NAME!  But there was a Meadow Gold truck in St. George, that said, Cookie Magnet, which made me think, that everything, I was doing was going to Kay, knowing that she was with Brett, AFTER I LEFT HIM!  Now, Brett feeling, revengeful, ego damaged, butt hurt, and lonely, got the bargain basement attorney, who was going in debt, $10,000 per month on her private practice, and she didn't have the killer credentials, either a cop, or a criminal would find helpful, like a former Utah Assistant Attorney General, a torts attorney, just doesn't carry the same punch in the cop or criminal world, nor do Kay's kids, come close to mine . . . the surrogate chick for Kay was actually with a Hispanic young man, and I thought, well maybe her kids turned on bi-lingual!  LOL!  Remember, I had the pine needle, on my hat, that I spoke of in the title, so, I figured all the undercover cops at the Break, not a common sight, would lie under oath, that it was Kay at the Break, not me!  Typical! 

When I got to the Pov. for lunch, the first dude I see, has a hat, that says, D.C., that is suppose to stand for the DesC whatever, skateboard, brand, my son's both used to have to buy, but in my symbolic world, it stands for Washington, D.C., and the logo was over the brain, so, that indicated to me, that my brains were being assigned and given credit to the D.C., JoAnn . . . remember, talking without words, this is how they do it, baby!  So that pissed me off, but, I heard a great song, that gave me reason, to revisit my blog, having to REPOST, like I always do, to fix the fucked up, credit game, oh, and like I said in the title, previously, my hits for this surf.com, site, was about 23,000,000 hits, in .057 seconds, young people dig this blog, they learn! now, as I said, it is the boring flat line, number of roughly 500,000 or a half a million, and "Anytime", so what, 1/46th of what the real hits are . . . they wanted to give me some credit, for what I write, but you see the division, at first, when they split my blog, after redirecting my accounts, back in the first two weeks of this blog, bad ass con law chick blog, later, bad con law chick blog, the first attempt at stealing it, I would look on my blog, name, both my writing, but, the same blog, but under their name, bad con law chick blog, it would have 7X, the numbers of the original blog, or 1 in 8 hits, were given to the WRITER, ME, WHO IS COPYRIGHTED, UNDER THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION, ARTICLE I, FOR LIBRARY OF CONGRESS NUMBERS, as is every email, copyrighted in the digital age of ours, we don't have to register our computers, or our writing, we have IP addresses; however, they have tons of IP addresses for my computers, because, they send my shit, once it is scanned to other IP addresses, of the wanna be, JoAnn S. Secrist, bitches and bastards who all take a portion of the dough, leaving me, not only without the only pay I get, as the writer, the pleasure of seeing the huge ass numbers, but, they now are taking that too!

Since, my blog is monitored, 24/7 by the NSA, so who in the fuck do you think is stealing this writing of mine? government, and those they allow access to steal the writing, or Mormons, cops, mafia, and other members of the super mob.  I have no problem with men, liking Shelley, Kay, Rachel, Sue, Tiffany, etc. better than me, although, history will not validate that fact, but, whatever, they are stupid, and don't challenge men, never did anything of note, so the are not a threat to the male ego, like I am, and they know, they didn't really do anything, they are given credit for, therefore they are no threat, and I am sure these women, play the hero, cop card to the hilt!  I just trash their shitty asses!  I don't care, that they dig these women, wanna fuck 'em, or think they are cooler, they can have them, learn to separate the bedroom from the boardroom! just like separation of church and state, just don't mix pleasure with work! not smart, not cool, not worthy of law enforcement or government officials, male of female, it clouds judgement and loyalties, as we see right here, creating a false sense of safety, like lovers don't fade, change, or turn tell, and kiss and tell, as old as time immemorial!  And when push comes to shove, they will throw your sorry ass under the bus, rather than, take it in the ass themselves!  Google, is a player, because, my blog is under a google account! you can be sued right with the government as an arm of the government, when I get pissed, enough, which could be any day!

Good Song on the Radio During Lunch, About the Homeless . . . Giving Singer Something to Believe In!  All You Folks That Serve Us Daily, Christ Said, "He who is greatest among you, is your servant!"  Meaning himself, as he bathed their feet!  You Do Make a Difference!

There are a ton of vets in homeless shelters, some missing limbs, some fucked up with PTSD, and others, lost and not fitting back or acclimating to society, and as much as I could hear the lyrics of the song, it was about, some, veteran, who had served in every war, since, like WWII, back in 1947, which is entirely possible, since I was born in 1954, let's say this dude was 18 when he joined the military, so that would make him, 80 something, so very possible, and there are vets here, who are literally that old, most not wanting to go to a nursing home, but too proud, and refuse, to go to the dorms either?  So, he could have been in WWII, Vietnam, Granada, Somalia, or who knows, he could have been career military, but the singer, brings to light, why so many are eating lunch with me, also a vet, of domestic wars, raging, just this morning!  But, I have been wanting to write this, about an associate, that I actually met through, Shelley, when she was actually, being Shelley, not me, and she was doing her mortgage business, that I was doing the in court appearances, while she did the paperwork and met with clients, but, she contacted an attorney, in Vegas, named, Steve Yarus, or Yarmy, can't remember too well, but, he had been homeless for seven years, pulled himself up by his bootstraps, and became a lawyer!  Now Steve runs a sweet, while not really interesting, cookie cutter, bankruptcy, as I recall, law practice and he did some work with mortgage refinancing, where he met Shelley, or maybe through the mob?  LOL!  But, now, Steve, or several years ago, hired guys out of jail, and prison, to help him, in his law practice, seeing that many of them understood the law, having dealt with it!  There is light at the end of the tunnel, so many of these people are good, and that is why they are here, they got taken advantage of, case in POINT, ME!  New MOTTO, DON'T TRUST ANYONE!  Book and movie out--HOMELESS TO HARVARD!  True story!

Double Tree Hotel Van . . . Has a Large Chocolate Chip Cookie On It, with the Words, Sweet Ride!  Sure As Shit, Kay, Dressing Up and Play Acting Her Star Role, of "JoAnn S. Secrist," Has Had a Sweet Ride, as Had Brett, My Ex!

So, after lunch, I rush out, never knowing what the dudes, undercover, behind the desk at the Pov. are up to, so licked split, I am gone in a New York minute!  It was while I was, out waiting for #14 bus, that came down the pike, at roughly, 1:05 PM, with Randy driving, but, in the 15 minutes, since leaving the Pov. surveillance cameras, in front over the desk, and over the front door, verify, that is me, bad ass, but, I saw, two red, older, Jeep Cherokee's, my God sign, for great escape, and validating, that, surely there were two great escapes, breakfast, then again, at the Break, with all the undercover cops, only one had a gun, he was sitting with two other guys, then, there was a guy, who came in earlier, bald, or receding hairline, nicely dressed, very out of style at the Montana Culture Club, or the Break, or any coffee shop, as I can tell, but, he was with another dude, then, the resident fed, very good looking, nice arms, who, is often, on the long table, behind a shelf, used for silverware, napkins, and that sort of thing, with a long table, not noticed by most folks.  So, that made 6 cops!  After the Jeeps, that is when the Double Tree Inn van, came with the Cookie on it.  Can God get any better, at even picking the name of the hotel, that fits!  Me and God have been at this for a very long time, about 16 years, and my brain, is like a federal tax code, that is my Ex, Kay's current significant other or spiritual husband, because, she is ME, and other than my body, Brett kept everything else of mine in tack, just substituted in Kay, and trashed everything that  had to do with her life, kids, career, and preferred MINE!  Better EGO food!

The last vehicle I saw before the bus came, was, a silver, huge ass van, with the letters, RC,in black on the door, facing me, that stands for right see, Shelley was seen by me, driving a silver Chevy Tahoe or GMC Yukon, SUV, playing me too, so, someone found the copycat, pretending to be the rich bitch ME, and verified, that, she is driving that, while, the REAL, rich bitch, who EARNED the money, is walking or riding a BUS! I just look it as a chauffeur!  LOL!  This thought, goes back to the homeless situation, don't worry about too many people staying long, I see that average is, about 2 weeks to 45 days, generally the first, but there are some of us, like me, who, had serious wounds, I needed to heal a bit, before, I could, venture out, plus, every job or apartment, I attempted to get, the feds, or cops, family, or mob, fucked with!  Funny, I answered a Craigslist ad for a roommate, situation, probably a set up, I am thinking, but, in the ad, politics came in, and it said, Hillary or Bernie voters are okay . . . No Trumpsters please, it just would not work out!  LOL!  I can pass that test! we need to retire all the old dogs and dinosaurs, the 50's men, and their surrogate sons, like the fucking cops who did this to me, sex, support, your positon and safety rely on men . . . I FUCKING NEVER NEEDED THEM TO SUCCEED, is this making more and more sense, in light of Roger Ailes type GOP BULLS, as my father is?

FBI FILES: MUSLIM GAS STATION OWNER, RIGGED PUMPS, ANALOGOUS TO RIGGED HITS ON MY BLOG, AUTOMATICALLY CHANGE WITH REMOTE CONTROLS!

In the first, FBI Files, episode I talked about in the title, Above the Law, with the guy who raped and murdered, a girl he picked out, earlier in town, getting gas, then pulling her over for a speeding ticket, touched her sexually, solicited sex, put her handcuffed in the back seat of the car, then raped her, and when he let her go, she is assumed to have threatened to expose him, since her brother was a prosecutor, but, this officer was able to evade justice, even when all the cops knew he did, it through, destroying evidence, lying, and his alleged, spotless record, as cop of the year, so how, much harder, do you think, someone, like an FBI agents, gone bad, doing this spiritual wifery, polygamous thing, or bigamy, refusing to divorce me, while stealing or taking all my assets, with him, and driving me out of the state, and doing all in his power to elevate Kay as me, and other women, while trying to murder ME?  If a local cops, can fool his level, don't you think, an FBI agent or CIA agent, can fool his level of cops and prosecutors?  We are not talking, dealing with one psychopath, but a whole profession, of career heroes, that are a class of men, and women, who tend to be psychopaths, to a large extend, attracting, these types of people, which is good, unless, one goes BAD!  An FBI agent gone bad, is going to know more, have more connections, and have probably more credibility, and has more tools at his hands, to protect himself, and those women, he brought on board, who, are doing his bidding to cover up for the crimes, keeping the troops, distracted by huge ass boobs, or just tits and ass.

When I was coming in the Missuola County Library, where I am right now, at 2:44 PM, Mountain Time, I walked passed a car with a sticker, Reading is Sexy, and I can only imagine, the men, the mentality, who would use that to justify, stealing, my brand name and credentials, and allow, someone they thought was thinner, like all women, can be interchangeable?  FUCK NO!  Like I said, I have not seen any family members, other than my children, but psychopaths, put extreme emphasis on image!  Looks are only one of about, 10 characteristic, that I think, would make up a great agent of any kind, just making up 1/10th of what is sought after, is not good, willing to throw, literally, 90% out for the 10%, is nothing short of stupid!

To make this short, this FBI episode of the Muslim mafia, with a Don who owned, 53 gas stations, and claimed to have the lowest gas prices, but what he would do, is get his station help, through remote control, in a control box, in the pump, he could switch on and off, the mechanism, that would skim profits off most gas purchases, automatically.  So, if you are paying $2.00 per gallon, the guy behind the counter, can hit a button, and you may, only actually get, $1.50 worth of gas, but the meter would read, the full $2.00's, but if the cops, of someone complained or came to monitor the gas pumps, the station agent, could just click and put the gas pumps, right back to the real and non-cheating, status, and could fool everyone.  The feds, figured out his game.  This is an older case, back to like 1985 or so, and imagine, just how much more sophisticated technology has become, with all the PRISM system, the spy gear that the NSA has at its fingertips, this same principle, is employed in stealing my blog, so when someone comes to check the pumps or the hits on the computer, someone not as well versed in technology as the NSA people are, the FBI or local cop, who might want to help me, is stymied, by, all the stars and whistles, that computers, the web, blogs, and bloggers have at hand.  Anyway, always trying to be of service to get JUSTICE!

TERROR IN A SMALL STATE, SMALL CHURCH, SMALL D.C., WITH A CORNER ON RELIGION IN THE INTELLIGENCE COMMUNITY, FORCING, EVERYONE GOING ALONG WITH THE CONSPIRACY TO DEFRAUD, WITH EVERYONE GETTING THEIR CUT!

IT'S GOOD IN THE HOOD!

P.S., I almost forgot the last symbol, that of the car, I have previously mentioned that only goes by, after I have a sting op, at the Pov. which I am sure is going on, with Adam and Noah, back for revenge, but, this small, white, car, not sure, if it is a Toyota Yaris, or some other small hatchback, but, it has the name, or word, PAML, Pam Love, with this colorful, dots, in three, converging, arches or half circles, looking very colorful on the white . . . first of all, Shelley is not colorful in the slightest, rather boring and white, well, black fits her, but colorful, NAH!  A lifetime of reading or doing computers, does not make for an exciting gal!  But, I never, see that, but I am sure, after what, 16 some odd years, of fraud, since I got poisoned, when the government decided, to take this hot tamale out, in the prime of her legal career, looks, and sexuality, rocking the legal field, the professor field, mom field, and online, education, but, since 2000, looks like the time these girls were brought on board, to take my place, after they tried to nullify me, but you are in love with her, for all the stuff I did, she is mask, all powerful when wearing ME, but a shy mousy chick when no!

CLOVERFIELD! BOMB SHELL . . . SHELLEY, EMPTY AS A BUSINESS SHELL, CAN TAKE ON ANY FORM, FOR HAVING NO LIFE OF HER OWN, JUST TRIED TO STEAL THIS BLOG, TWICE! TOP OF THE TAP. MOOSJAW. CRBBY JO. OLD. BEAUTIFUL. DELUSIONAL. MAY CO. WINK. FOR FREEDOM--I HANG ON THE WINGS OF EAGLES, AND THEY ARE WATCHING US AS WE FLY AWAY! HE WAS BRUTALLY HANDSOME, SHE WAS TERMINALLY PRETTY; THEY HAD ONE THING IN COMMON, THEY WERE GOOD IN BED; LIFE IN THE FAST LANE! LOL! UPTOWN GIRL. DOWNTOWN BOY. SMILE. WHAT IS THE CIA UP TO? CATTLE MUTILATION. CROP CIRCLES. REMOTE VIEWING. PSYCHIC ESPIONAGE. ANTI-GRAVITY PURPULSION. MAKING THE UNBELIEVABLE, BELIEVABLE. ALIENS. UFO'S OR HIGH TECH WAR GEAR? AREA 51 DOESN'T EXIST. THE WORKERS OF AREA 51, SWORN TO SECRECY--THE MILITARY HAS THE VA, BUT THE MEN AND WOMEN WHO WORK AT AREA 51 DIE! THE WIDOW MAKER. EXTRATERRESTRIAL HIGHWAY. RACHEL. ALIEN CAFE'. GROOM LAKE. DISINFORMATION PART OF THE TOOL SET. MARSHALL SPACE FLIGHT PROGRAM. THE SALT PIT. ACT OF MAGIC: ATOMIC BOMB. MAGNET FOR ALL KINDS OF STRANGE PHENOMENA. FORMER DEVELOPER OF WEAPONS, ASKED TO BUILD AN AIRCRAFT, THAT LOOKED LIKE A SAUCER. NEW MEXICO. SOUTHERN COLORADO. IN THE GLORY DAYS OF THE CIA, THEY HAD AN UNBELIEABLY TERRIBLE RESTRICTION ON THE PEOPLE WHO WORKED AT AREA 51, WHICH WAS FINE DURING THE COLD WAR; HOWEVER, IT WAS NOT GOOD OVER THE LONG HAUL. IT WAS COUNTER TO EVERYTHING THAT ONE WOULD CONSIDER HUMAN. THE DEGREE OF SECRECY WAS FRIGHTENING. WIDOWS WHO SUED ON BEHALF OF THEIR AREA 51 HUSBANDS, WHO SUFFERED, TERRIBLY, WITH HALF OF HIS FACE EATEN, IN ONE CASE, WAS TURNED DOWN, FOR CERT OR HEARING AT THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT, BECAUSE, AREA 51 DOES NOT EXIST. I HAVE SEEN IN, TIRED TO GET CLOSE ENOUGH TO SEE, IF WHAT I HAD HEARD, WAS REAL . . . BUT, THERE IS SURVEILLANCE ALL OVER YOU, IF NOT TRUCKS FULL OF SECURITY, THAT WILL ARREST YOU, AND MAKE YOU TAKE OATHS OR SWEAR THAT YOU DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING. WE TOOK OFF WHEN WE SAW THE SECURITY, DUST FLYING, OVER THE DIRT ROADS, IN THE DESERT LANDSCAPE. THERE ARE TWO WORLDS IN AMERICA--THE ONE THAT IS OPEN, TRANSPARENT, HAS SUNSINE ON IT, CALLED THE "WHITE" WORLD OF MILITARY, THEN THERE IS THE SECRET, SCARY, WORLD OF THE "BLACK" WORLD, WE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO SEE, FUTURE TECHNOLOGY FOR THE MILITARY, WITH FEW GENERALS AND GOVERNMENT LEADERS, CONGRESS WHO APPROPRIATES, $250 BILLION TO THE "WHITE" WORLD OF THE WORLD, YOU AND I KNOW, WITH THE CONSTITUTION AT THE BASE OF IT, THE FOUNDATIONS, AND OF THE AMOUNT, THERRE IS A $33 BILLION, THAT GOES UNACCOUNTED FOR, TO THE BLACK WORLD OF DEVELOPMENT, DISCOVERY, AND SECRET WEAPONS. AIRCRAFTS, LIKE FISH, A CIA SPY PLANE, THE SUPER HUSTLER, WITH GOVERNMENT CONTRACTORS, VYING FOR THE LASTEST AND GREATEST STEALTH TECHNOLOGY, SPY GEAR AND WEAPONRY, THAT YOU AND I WILL NEVER BE PRIVY TO. MANY WHO HAVE WONDERED AND STUDIED, SEEN EVIDENCE AND TALKED TO PEOPLE, WHO SHOULD KNOW ABOUT AREA 51, THE MOST SECRET PLACE IN AMERICA, IF NOT THE WORLD, SEEM TO KNOW LITTLE, SO ONE WONDERS, WHO DOES KNOW? WHO IS IN CONTROL? DOES THE PRESIDENT KNOW? SHOULD WE KNOW, NOW THE COLD WAR IS OVER? SHOULD THE COUNTRY OPERATE IN SECRET, WITH A DIFFERENT SET OF RULES, LOYALITES, REQUIREMENTS AND OATH? ISCREAM! WE ALL SCREAM FOR ISCREAM! MY QUESTION IS, WHY CAN'T WE KNOW? BECAUSE WE MIGHT LEAK IT TO THE ENEMY? OR ARE WE BEING CONTROLLED THROUGH FEAR, INTIMIDATION, AND MISINFORMATION, IN A WORLD WHERE WE BELIEVE IN THE FREEDOM OF INFORMATION, ENOUGH TO PASS LEGISLATION, TO PROTECT OUR RIGHT TO KNOW? WE UNDERSTAND, SECRECY ON TECHNOLOGY, PROTECTING AMERICAN INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY; HOWEVER, THE CIA HAS NO PROBLEM DENYING ME MINE! I THINK I AM LIKE AREA 51, A SECRET OPERATION, THAT INVOLVES ME AND ALL I HAVE DONE, BUT ALSO THAT TREATS ME LIKE A WORKER AT AREA 51, HAVING NO CONCERN WHEHTER I LIVE OR DIE AND OF WHAT I DIE OF, A LAB RAT, MUCH LIKE AN ALIEN, TO BE POKED, PROBED, EXAMINED, DISCUSSED, SURVEILLED, TESTED, BUT, DOING IT ALL IN SECRECY. I HAVE A RIGHT TO KNOW, IT IS MY LIFE, MY WORK, MY CAREER, MY FAMILY, MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY, MY BODY, MY PROPERTY RIGHTS, AND THE GOVERNMENT CAN'T HAVE TWO SETS OF RULES FOR SOMEONE, WHO NEVER TOOK THE OATH OF SILENCE, NOR OF SECRECY, AND WHO FULLY BELIEVES IN THE OATH I TOOK, TO THE "WHITE" WORLD, WE CAN SEE, THE WORLD WHERE THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION IS THE SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, REFUSING TO PARTICIPATE, IN THE "BLACK" WORLD THAT I CAN'T SEE, THAT I NEVER AGREED TO, THAT I NEVER TOOK AN OATH TO DEFEND, PROTECT AND PRESERVE . . . THIS IS AGAINST MY WIL, WITH NO FUCKING AUTHORIZATION, AND DECIDING TO SELL ME, MY NAME, MY VIRTUE, MY GAME, MY MIND, AND ASSIGN THAT TO SOME OTHER FUCKING CIA CUNT SISTER, FRIEND, WHO ARE INFERIOR IN EVERYWAY FROM CAREERS TO MOTHERHOOD? OH, FUCK NO! I REFUES. I AM NOT OWNED AND OPERATED BY THE GOVERNMENT, NOT A SPECIMEN TO BE STUDIED . . . I WILL TELL YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT TO KNOW, ANSWER QUESTIONS, ALLOW TESTING, BUT WITH MY APPROVAL AND SUPERVISION, NOT YOU, BIG BROTHER, DECIDING WHAT MY FATE WILL BE, OR THE FATE OF MY FAMILY. YOU BREAKING ME, THEN REMAKING ME, HAS FAILED, AND I HAVE CONTINUED TO BEAT YOUR ASSES, SO WHAT THE FUCK, YOUR GAME IS MOOT, YOUR BITCHES, CHEAP AND STUPID, WHILE COMPLIANT, OBEDIENT, AND WILLING IN EVERY WAY, TO BE CO-ME'S! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT, NO LEGAL STANDING, NO AGREEMENT, NO CONTRACT, AND YOU HAVE NOT ONLY, NEVER COMPENSATED ME FOR TAKING MY LIFE, LIBERTY AND PROPERTY, AS THE FIFTH AMENDMENT DEMANDS. THAT IS WHY YOU HATE ME AND THE U.S. CONSTITUITON, IT IS A CHECK AN BALANCE FOR THE CIA, PUTS THE SHACKLES AND CHAINS, ON YOUR THORNY ASSES, AND PROTECTS THIS COUNTRY, FROM YOUR BAFOONARY, THINKING YOU ARE SMARTER, COOLER, AND KNOW WHAT IS BEST FOR THE GENERAL POPULATION, THAT YOU TRY TO KEEP QUIET AND NULLIFY WITH HELICOPTERS WITHOUT SOUND, SURGICALLY MUTILATED CATTLE, AND CROP CIRCLES, TO CREATE AN ATMOSTPHER OF FEAR, OF US VS. THEM, MAKING PEOPLE INTO SHEEP OR SHEEPLE, USING BIZARRE GAMES, TRICKS, SMOKE ON THE WATER TO DUMB US DOWN, RATHER THAN ENLIGHTEN US, SO WE CAN ALSO, PARTICIPATE IF YOUR ACTIONS, ARE COMPATIBLE WITH THE AMERICA WE KNOW, LOVE AND CHERISH! WE SHOULD BE ABLE TO TOUR AREA 51, KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON, PROTECT THE WORKS, CREATE HEALTHY WORKING ENVIRONMENTS AND PROTECT, NEGLIGENCE AND INURY FROM HAPPENING, JUST LIKE WITH PEOPL;E IN THE REAL, OPEN AND GLORIOUS WORLD OF "WHITE" WHERE THERE IS OVERSIGHT TO THE BUDGET, INCREASES OR CUTS, DEPENDING ON OUR REPRESENTATIVE STATE AND FEDERAL OFFICIALS, BEING THE FIINAL SAY, IN WHETHER TO CONTINUE A PROGRAM THAT IS NOT A PET PROJECT OF THE CIA, LIKE SECRET WARS, NEW ORDERS, OR PUTTING THE CONSTITUTION, PRESIDENT, PENTAGON, CONGRESS, AND THE FBI, ALL UNDER YOU, CIA AND THE MILITARY COUPE . . . A CHEAP SHOT AT DOING EXACTLY WHAT, THIRD WORLD COUNTRIES TO, TO TOPPLE A GOVERNMENT OR LEADER THEY DON'T LIKE . . . TO HAVE A WELL ORDERED SOCIETY, THERE MUST BE A SET OF LAWS, THAT ALL AGREE ON, THAT ALL ARE LOYAL TO, THAT ALL SEE AS COMMON GROUND, THIS COUNTRY WAS FOUNDED ON A BALANCE OF POWER, CHECKS AND BALANCES, AND INDIVIDUAL RIGHTS, PRIVILEGES, PROTECTIONS, LIBERTIES AND FREEDOMS, AND SOME JACK OFFS, DECIDING WHAT IS GOOD FOR ME, WHEN HE OR SHE IS INFERIOR TO ME, WILL NOT FLY, NO MATTER HOW MUCH SECRATIVE SHIT YOU DO, OR DECIDE WITHOUT INCLUDING ME THE SUBJECT, INTO THE EQUATION, AND IF I DO NOT WANT TO PLAY, THEN FUCK YOU! IF I DO, YOU COMPENSATE ME! I AM NOT SHELLEY, SUE, MARCIE, RACHEL, TIFFANY, JARED, FRANK, BRETT, JOHM, MIKE, KENNEDY, TONY, ANNIE, KELLY ANN, KAY, NONE OF YOUR CIA CLOWN SHIP! YOU COME TO ME, UP FRONT AND IN PERSON, THEN, IF I DECIDE TO PLAY YOUR GAME, BY YOUR RULES, YOU WILL HAVE MY FULL COOPERATION, IF NOT, LIKE I SAID, FUCK YOU!

I Can Just See Myself, Standing In Front of the United States Supreme Court, After Suing the CIA, FBI, Mormon Church, United States Government, the Southwick Crime Syndicate for Fraudulent Conveyance of my Identity to 10 Other Women!

• Your honor, may it please the Court, these people, collectively, in a conspiracy to defraud me and my family, for the last 16 years, have completely stolen my identity, in a fraudulent conveyance of, not only my name, my children, their children, my law license, all my notable, honorable, and noteworthy contributions to the field of law, through programs, manuals, cases, legislation, training, in many aspects of the law, as well as other areas related to the law; they have stolen, every dime I made from, my cases, totaling roughly, $700 million and waiting, they have claimed credit for all my work on legislation, from asset forfeiture, starting in 1997, going all the way, to the Salish-Kootenai Water Compact, having worked on that, from 2012 to 2016, going up to an including, a blog, worth a billion dollars, making at least $5 to $10 million per day, at a penny to five cents per hit, with 8 different versions of the same blog and bio, in all 193 languages of the earth, for the last three years, taking all my real, personal and intellectual property, and feloniously, and fraudulently, knowingly, and intentionally, in a collusive, collective, and black op, government taking, collected, intercepted, and distributed, all proceeds, profits, attorney's fees, royalties, benefits, acknowledgements, honors, entitlements, and awards, for my complete career as an attorney, professor, blogger and mother. 
• I am sorry Ms. Secrist, to inform you, but, we, the United States of America and all its branches, agencies, officials, departments, entities, do not recognize that you have ever existed.  Therefore, seeing we have 10 JoAnn clones, all in possession of what you claim to be yours, from your birth, to your marriage, to your children, your career, your stories, writings, and everything, for which, you now, lay claim and credit, are now, in the possession and control, using, exercising rights, options, priorities, and interest, over that of your own, even though it is clear and plain to see, that it was, and always has been, initially work you did, we have, in the interest of the penis, sex, the contributions of boobs, tits and anus, all in the furtherance of national security, assigned, all rights, obligations, intentions, assigns, contracts, monetary enrichment, advancements, and all things, in connection with your name, brand, integrity, virtue, and have reassigned that to these other women, for an undisclosed amount.
• Your honor, it is clear to see, that I do exist, have existed, exist now, and there is a body of evidence standing right in front of your face, in living, breathing color, giving me the right, therefore, to claim, maintain, entertain, and possess, all that is associated with me, mine and ours, as a family, both individually and collectively, and with all due respect, want all of their accounts frozen, and in the interest of justice, liberty, right, freedom, and just deserve, demand that this Court, recognize, this person, myself, JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., who is now standing, before your very eyes, that can be, further identified, and proven beyond a reasonable doubt, through science, DNA, forensic evidence, dental and medical charts, that said, JoAnn S. Secrist, is standing right before, you at the present time, and be it so ordered, that all real, personal, intellectual property and all monetary interests, be forwarded and reassigned to a selected bank account, going into receivership, with a conservator, to oversee all transactions, transfers and reconveyances, until, all interest, in fairness, equity, and justice are fulfilled.
• I am sorry, Ms. Secrist, we do not recognize your existence.  Case dismissed.

DOES THIS MAKE FUCKING SENSE TO YOU?  ME NEITHER!

The United States Constitution Reigns Supreme, and the Oath of Secrecy, Secret Societies, and Deception, No Longer Stand . . . All Involved, Ordered to 5 years in Prison, and Total Restitution Will Be Granted!

CASE DISMISSED!

The One, the Only, JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., Attorney for the Outraged, Oppressed, Mistreated, Lied To and About, Is Reporting From, the Community Hospital, after Going to the Missoula Food Bank, and the Division of Aging, for Food Assistance!  VERIFY, DIP SHITS!

THIS IS NO JOKE, I EVEN THINK I SAW SHELLEY DRIVE BY IN A SILVER TAHOE OR BIG ASS SUV--MY DOLLAR, OF COURSE, WHILE I WAS WAITING FOR BUS #7, THAT I TOOK BOTH, TO AND FROM, THE DIVISION OF AGING ON ORANGE OR STEPHENS!

THIS IS NOT, AREA 51 SCIENCE, NOT ROCKET SCIENCE . . . THESE PEOPLE ARE ILL, PERVERTED, SICK, DERANGED, JEALOUS AS HELL, AND INSANELY, ENVIOUS . . . THE GREEN MONSTER, PLUS AMERICAN GREED, WITH EASY PREY, IS TOO TEMPTING FOR CRIMINAL MINDS!

GIT-R-DONE!

A FOOT FIST WAY! RELENTLESS. TRICK & CLOUD COMPETITION. E-CIGS. JOANN REACHER OR JOANN BOURNE IDENTITY! LOL! FRANK OCEAN RELEASES LONG AWAITED ALBUM 'BLONDE' AFTER 4 YEARS HIATUS (SYMBOLIC TRANSLATION: ALLAN REX BESS, AKA, FRANK, INTERPOL, OF OCEANS 11 OR THE MOB, HAS LONG AWAITED THE CAPTURE OF THE 'BLONDE' OR ME, BECAUSE HE HATES I US!) ONE OF MY EX'S LIVES IN TEXAS! X & O'S, I'M THE BEST BABY THEY EVER SEEN! LOL! SORRY, ME AND HILLARY ARE THE SMART 'BLONDES' PUTTING YOU BRUNETTES TO SHAME, SEEING YOU ARE SHAMELESS! LOL! ALLUDED ANOTHER STING OP, INVOLVING, ABOUT 10 GUYS FROM THE POVERELLO CENTER FOR THE HOMELESS, ONE BIKE COP, DRIVING ME OFF THE WALKING PATH BY THE RIVER BETWEEN THE CURRENTS AQUATIC CENTER, PUTTING ME ON NOTICE THAT THERE WAS POSSIBLY A LITTLE COPS SURPIRSE WAITING FOR ME, RATHER THAN, THE INTENDED DINNER! THERE WERE GUYS WHO WOULD RECOGNIZE ME, STREWN ALONG THE PATH, LIKE TONS OF THEM, ALL PRETENDING NOT TO NOTICE ME . . . THEY SAY IF SOMEONE PRETENDS NOT TO NOTICE YOU OR LOOK AT YOU, THEY ARE COPS! LOOKS LIKE IT IS TRUE! STREET DUDES TO THE RIGHT OF ME, STREET DUDES BRINGING UP THE REAR, A GANG OF THEM, WAITING AT THE END OF CALIFORNIA BRIDGE, RIDING AROUND ON BIKES, AND ON THE PHONE . . . i DITCHED DOWN THE ALLEY, RATHER THAN, WALKING EITHER WAY ON THE BIKE PATH, FOR GOING ALONG THE BLVD., WHERE I GENERALLY GO, BUT A LITTLE SURPRISE OR NOT SO LITTLE, THAT FUCKING DAVE, WHO IS AT THE OXFORD, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, AT THE SLEEPY INN, WHERE HE WAS WAITING IN THE ALLEY, SO SOMEONE ALERTED HIM, THAT I WAS COMING, BUT, DAVE, SEEMS TO SHOW UP FUCKING EVERYWHERE, LIKE I DON'T KNOW, HE IS AN UNDERCOVER COPS OR WORKING WITH THEM, FOR FUCKING SURE! SO DAVE, REARS HIS UGLY HEAD, OUT OF ONE OF THE SECRET WALKWAYS, GOING BETWEEN THE ALLEY AND THE MAIN PARKING LOT OF THE MOTEL--HE BRIEFLY WAVES, AND DARTS RAPIDLY INTO THE FIRST WALKWAY; HE MUST HAVE FORGOTTEN THERE WAS A SECOND SECRET WALKWAY, BUT I DID NOT, I HAD A ROOM THERE THE OTHER NIGHT, IN ROOM 125, SO I KNEW EXACTLY WHERE THE WALKWAY WENT, SO AS DAVE DITCHED, PROBABLY IN A ROOM, I DITCHED, FROM THE ALLEY, INTO THE MAIN PARKING LOT, AND ONTO BROADWAY BLVD., AND STARTED TO CROSS THE STREET TO MCDONALD'S, BUT, TO MY SURPRISE, THERE WERE TWO SHERIFF'S VEHICLES AND CON COP CAR, WAITING, RIGHT WHERE I WOULD HAVE COME OUT, HAD I CONTINUED DOWN THE ALLEY WAY! SHIT, SO I WALKED RAPIDLY TO THE MUSIC OF "LOVE SHACK" AND BOOGIED OVER TO THE SHADOWS AT THE STRIP MALL WHERE TACO DEL SOLE IS, WITHOUT THE COPS SEEING ME . . . THEY ARE BUSY, ACTING, OR INTERACTING WITH A GROUP OF CITIZENS, MAYBE DOING SOME COMMUNITY POLICING, SEEING THERE WAS NOTHING OF NOTE GOING ON, SO I SAT, AT THE SIDE OF THE TACO SHOP, GREAT FOOD, LISTENED TO MY MUSIC, AND WATCHED THE COPS, WATCH FOR ME! NOW, SHORT OF LETTING THEM CATCH ME, I REALLY NEVER KNOW FOR SURE, WHAT THE FUCK IS UP, BUT, THE FEMALE IN THE CITY POLICE CAR, GAVE ME ALL THE AMMMO, I NEEDED TO SAY, FOR SURE, THEY ARE WAITING FOR ME TO COME OUT OF THE SLEEPY INN ALLEY WAY, TO DO WHAT? THE CHICK COP, GOT IN HER SQUAD CAR, WHILE THE TWO SHERIFFS STAYED, SHE PULLED UP TO THE STOP SIGN, ON RUSSELL, THEN, CHANGED HER MIND, AND BACKED, OUT, GOING ALONG, IN FRONT OF MCDONALD'S, PROBABLY WONDERING IF I GOT PASSED THEM SOMEHOW? LIKE MY ANCESTOR ACCUSED OF BEING A WITCH, ME A BITCH, I FLEW, UP OVER YOUR HEADS, AND LANDED, BEHIND YOU AT THE TACO JOINT WHERE I SAT AND WATCHED ALL THE COMMOTION! SOME CHICK, WHOM I SAW, STANDING WITH THE COPS AND GROUP OF VERY LOW KEYED CITIZENS, CAME AWAY, CLOSE TO WHERE I WAS, AND GOT IN HER NEW CAR, SILVER, SMALLER SUV, BUT SHE WAS SCRATCHING HER HEAD, LIKE WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ALL ABOUT? I SMILED, KNOWING THE HUNTED, IS ALWAYS FUCKING WATCHING THE HUNTERS. DOWN THE STREET, CAME A SILVER TRUCK, PULLING A BLACK AND WHITE, TOY HAULER, AND IT REMINDED ME OF MY SYMBOL FOR PHIL, A DUDE, THAT CAME LAST END OF JULY, FIRST OF AUGUST, WEARING A STURGIS BIKERS SHIRT AND HEAD BAND, WHO STAYED AT THE POV., UNDERCOVER COP OF SOME LEVEL, PROBABLY DIRECTING THE OPERATIONS! TELL PHIL HI, HE COULD NEVER CATCH ME LAST SUMMER EITHER, SHOWING UP, ON HIS BIKE, FOLLOWING ME, AT THE BUS STOP, EARLY MORNING AFTER I HAD GONE TO THE OXFORD TO BREAKFAST, ESCAPING A STING OP AT THE POV. KNOWING FUCKING DAMNED WELL, HE ALLEGEDL WORKED AT THE OTHER END OF TOWN, AND SO HE HAD NO NEED TO BE UP WHERE I WAS! ONE SUNDAY, AFTER AN EARLY MORNING STING OP, THAT CARRIED OVER TO THE RIVER, I HEARD RIVER CREATURE CAT CALLS, ALERTING, OTHERS ALONG THE BANKS, AND HIDING UNDER BRIDGES, THAT I WAS COMING . . . I GOT SAFELY ACROSS THE BRIDGE, AND SHIT, WHO COMES UP, BEHIND ME, PHIL! ON HIS BIKE . . . I HAD DEBATED WHETHER TO GO, ALONG THE BIKE PATH, ON THIS SIDE OF THE RIVER, OR TO WALK ACROSS THE BRIDGE AND TAKE THAT ONE, WRONG CHOICE, I MADE A FAST "U" TURN, AND WENT THE OTHER WAY, BACK AS FAST AS I COULD, WHILE HE WAS PRETENDING NOT TO LOOK BACK AS ME! DITCHED HIS ASS! LOL! ANYWAY, WHEN THE COPS CHICK, LET MCDONDALD'S STREET, AND ONTO THE BLVD., SURE ENOUGH, SHE SIGNALED AND WENT INTO THE SLEEPY INN, PROBABLY TO SEE WHAT HAPPENED, AND CHECK ALL THE MOTEL ROOMS, SEEING THAT HALF MY HOMELESS FRIENDS, INCLUDING MYSELF, TREAT OURSELVES TO A NIGHT AWAY FROM THE POV. OR THE STREETS, AND STAY AT THE SLEEPY INN, SO THEY MIGHT HAVE FIGURED THAT I DITCHED INTO A ROOM OF A FRIEND, OR SOMEONE I KNOW, OR EVEN THE OFFICE, WHICH HAS HAPPENED BEFORE! THE SHERIFFS WERE WAITING AROUND FOR SOMETHING, OVER AT THE SOLSTICE AND THE EQUINOX, WHERE THEY WERE ALL PARKED . . . THAT CHICK, WHO WAS SITTING IN HER SUV, AFTER SCRATCHING HER HEAD, BACKED OUT, AND I FIGURED THAT, IT MAY BE WISE FOR ME TO BACK OUT TOO, BECAUSE, I WAS LUCKY, THE FEMALE COP, DIDN'T SEE ME, AND I MIGHT NOT BE AS LUCKY WITH BOTH MALE COPS, ALTHOUGH, I THINK AS A GENERAL RULE, FEMALE COPS ARE MORE OBSERVANT AND NOT AS WILLING TO FACTOR IN SEX APPEAL, IN THEIR VICTIMS! LOL! IT HURTS SO BAD TO BE BIG AND BEAUTIFUL! LOL! THE GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GIVING, THE FUN THAT NEVER ENDS! SHIT! EVERY FUCKING DAY, BUT AT LEAST I HAD A GREAT, PEACEFUL MORNING, PROBABLY THE COPS, SCHEMING AND PLANNING, PUTTING ME IN A SENSE OF "FALSE SECURITY!" IT WORKED, I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, IF I SEE, ONE COP, I AM NOT STAYING AT THE POV. TONIGHT . . . I NEVER PLANNED ON ONE, ALMOST RIDING UP MY ASS, ON THE BIKE TRAIL! LOL! I WAS LISTENING TO MY MUSIC, AND NOT PAYING MUCH ATTENTION, THINKING ABOUT DINNER, THAT, NOW I HAVE TO FORGO! SEE, THEY "ENTRAP" ME, AT THE POV.; THEY SET UP, A STING OP, THAT FUCKS UP, ME DOING MY JOB, THEREFORE, WHEN I HAVE TO STAY ON THE STREETS,, FOR THE NIGHT, TO AVOID, BEING FALSELY ARRESTED, WITH MARY AND BOBBY, OR BOBBY, LAST NIGHT, WEARING A SHIRT, THAT SAID, "JUST DO IT" WITH A BRONCO, ON IT, SIGN FOR COWBOY COPS! LOL! BUT, I AM SCHEDULED TO SWEEP AND MOP THE WOMEN'S DORMS, AT 7:00 PM, BUT, NOW THAT THEY SCARED ME OFF, THAT PREVENTS ME FROM DOING MY JOB, OR STAYING IN THE POV. PUTTING ME ON THE STREETS, AGAIN, GIVING THE COPS, MORE SHOTS, OR THE HIT MEN, MORE CHANCES OF GETTING ME, A VICIOUS CYCLE FOR SURE, AND A CYCLE THAT HAS GONE ON AND ON FOR YEARS, AT ALL THE SHELTERS, MOVING ME, OR DRIVING ME FROM ONE SPOT TO THE NEXT, ONE CITY TO THE NEXT, MAKING IT LOOK, LIKE THERE ARE MORE THAN ONE JOANNS! NO, SORRY, THERE IS ONLY ONE, ME, BLOGGING AT MCDONALD'S, AT LEAST UNTIL I SEE, SOME COPS PULL IN THE PARKING LOT! LOL! NOW, THAT I LAID THE LAW OUT FOR THE COPS ON VAGRANCY, IN LIVING BREATHING, MONTANA ANNOTATED CODE FORM, THEY CAN'T DISPUTE, I FEEL MUCH SAFER, EVEN THOUGHT, I NOTIFIED THEM BEFORE, THEY DIDN'T LISTEN, BUT, THEY BETTER NOW! I LOVED SEEING, SLEEPING BAGS, HERE AND THERE ON THE RIVER, HIDDEN, HERE AND THERE, LETTING ME KNOW THAT THE WORD IS OUT, THAT I TRIED TO PROTECT THEM FROM BEING ARRESTED FOR VAGRANCY OR GETTTING A TICKET, OR GETTING THE ONLY SHIT IN THEIR LIVES, TAKEN BY THE COPS, AND THROWN AWAY! THERE SEEMED TO BE A MORE RELAXED ATMOSPHERE, ON THE RIVER . . . ALTHOUGH, THAT STATEMENT, SLOGAN, "KILL THE MESSENGER" IS ALWAYS TRUE, EVEN WITH MY CLIENTS, THE HATE SHIFTS FROM THE HOMELESS, COLLECTIVELY, ALL ON MY INDIVIDUALLY, AND I GENERALLY PAY FOR WHATEVER, LAWS, I TRY TO RIGHT, OR WRONGS I TRY TO FIX . . . JUST REMEMBER, BUDDING, CIVIL RIGHTS ACTIVITS, OR CRUSADER RABBITS, "NO GOOD DEED, GOES UNPUNISHED!" I AM SICK OF WRITING, MORE FBI FILES . . . I DO ENJOY YOUR REAL COP WORK, TOO BAD, YOU NEVER USE YOUR SKILLS TO CATCH MY ENEMIES, LIKELY BECAUSE YOU ARE WORKING WITH THEM, THINKING i AM THE FRAUD . . . NOT SO! IN THE FBI FILES, EPISODE, CALLED "A STRANGER CAME TO TOWN" ABOUT A SERIAL KILLER TRUCK DRIVER, THERE WERE TWO FBI AGENTS, WITH VERY SYMPOLIC NAMES, "MADDEN" i CALL THE MOB, A DEN OF THEIVES, OR DEN OF WOLVES! THE OTHER NAME WAS SOMETHING LIKE, "COHICK" SYMBOLIC OF "CO" "HICKEY" RACHEL'S LAST NAME, WAS HICKEY AND STILL IS THE LAST NAME OF HER CHILDREN, STEPHANIE, MATT, EMILY AND SCOTT! THE FEDS, WHETHER FBI OR CIA, HAVE ALLOWED RACHEL, AND ALL THE GIRLS, TO CO-EXIST, AS ME, AND HAVE DONE THEIR BEST, TO TRY TO GET RID OF THIS "BODY OF EVIDENCE" THE SMART, FAMOUS ATTORNEY, BRINGING IN THE TITS & ASS GIRLS, TO REPLACE ME, THE MORE I DO, THE MORE WOMEN, THEY HAVE TO REPLACE ME WITH, 6+ RIGHT NOW! THEY FUCKED OVER, LEGAL BARBIE, ME, WHEN I WEIGHED 140, WAS ROCKING UTAH, AND KICKING THE FBI'S ASS, ALONG WITH THE NEWLY FORMED, MEDICARE/MEDICAID, FRAUD UNIITS, GOING AFTER DOCTORS, GETTING 9 FIRE, RETIRED, OR TRANSFERED FROM THE UNIT, FOR VIOLATING DOCTORS' CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS IN THEIR INVESTIGATIONS AND PHISHING EXPEDITIONS! FUCK THEY WERE VIOLATING THEIR OWN POLICY AND PROCEDURES, UNDER THE FEDERAL RULES THAT CREATED THEM! THEY WERE SUPPOSE TO GIVE THE DOCTORS, 24 HOURS NOTICE THEY WERE GOING TO LOOK AT THIER BOOKS, YOU KNOW THAT KNARLY, LITTLE "DUE PROCESS" THAT THE 5TH AND 14TH AMENDMENTS SAY, PHYSICIANS ARE ENTITLED TO, ALONG WITH ALL THE 4TH AMENDMENT PROTECTIONS, FROM UNREASONABLE SEARCHES AND SEIZURES--OH, I FORGOT, I NEVER DID THAT, NOR DID I PUT TOGETHER A MANUAL THAT THE FEDS HAD TO FOLLOW, IN THEIR INVESTIGATIONS OF MY DOCS! LOL! SHELLEY DID THAT, WHEN SHE WAS ME, AND I AM NOT SURE WHERE THE HELL I WAS, A CO-JOANN! FUCK, SHELLEY WAS LIVING WITH MY PARENTS, SELLING CABBAGE PATCH DOLL SHOES, FOR GOD SAKES! RACHEL WAS A FLIGHT ATTENTANT FOR UNTIED AIRLINES, SUE A MORMON MOUSE WIFE, AND THE REST OF THE GALS, EVEN KAY, WHO WAS MARRIED, LIVING IN COLORADO WITH DAVE BUTTARS, WAS NOT PRACTICING LAW AT THE TIME! SHIT, I CAN'T GET NO RESPECT, FUCKING BASTARDS AND THEIR COCKS, FULL OF THEIR GALS SHIT! THEY LIKE THAT "BACKDOOR MAN SHIT!" LOL, THE GREATEST LAW ENFORCEMENT AGENCY IN THE WORLD, FOLLOWING IN HOOVER'S FOOTSTEPS, CROSS DRESSING AND DOING ALL THE FUN SHIT THAT GOES WITH THAT! FUCK! AM I THE ONLY ONE SERIOUS ABOUT, LAW ENFORCEMENT? EVEN IF IT IS AGAINST COPS? HAVE A FUCKING GREAT NIGHT! I WILL LET YOU KNOW, HOW, BEING ON THE STREETS GOES, TONIGHT! NO ROOM AT THE INN? NO, ENTRAPMENT AT THE POVERELLO CENTER. CHRIST CAN RELATE TO ME, SAVING THE WE THE PEOPLE, HIM FROM SIN, ME FROM LOSING THEIR RIGHTS, AND THEY SHIT ON BOTH OF US! GOD FORBID . . .