Once Something is on the Internet, Even if it is Trashed, or in Spam, or Redacted, the NSA or the Feds, Can Still Find it, As they Did with Hillary's Lost Emails, As FBI Director, James Comey, Noted, So, Trump's Claims of All these 33,000 Emails, Up and Walking Away, is Total Bull Shit, and So Is the Redacting, that Comes Once Something is Pulled Off the Computer, Not Before; Therefore, the Full Text Can Be Seen! So? What's the Problem, Congressman, Pissed of Prosecutor, in His Previous Life, Trey Gowdy and the Boys, Chaffetz, Goodlette, Ect., Just Want to Keep People Thinking Clinton is a Crook--Crooked Hillary, To Keep It In the Press, Until the Elections . . . She is NOT! And, My Ticket Purchase Can Still Be Either Proven, or It Was Stolen, and It Went to the Clone Computer, Shelley or Kay, Jared or My Father Control!
By analogous comparison, British/American, political pundit, comedian, and satirist, John Oliver, of LAST, went through all the scandals of both presidential candidates, since, allegedly, both have them, some more obvious and deceptive than others, but, he did a great object lesson, and he held up an oatmeal cookie, with raisins in it, and there were about 10, in a rather large cookie, and he said, comparing, them, with he and others don't like in their cookies, that Hillary's scandals, or alleged misgivings, are like the 10 raisins, we don't like them, but, there are few enough of them, that we will still eat the oatmeal, even if, we prefer, that the raisins were not there! However, when it comes to, Trump and all his scandals, Oliver, had it rain raisins, by the thousands, dropping all over his head, the desk and his stage floor! Well,, that is much, like the difference between me and my nemesis, or enemies, I may have some unsavory things, that people don't like, wish were not there, prefer, that I had not done this or that, but, over all, my slate is pretty damned clean, so clean, that, the predators, coveted, all I am and have, presenting themselves, like Trump, the paragon of virtue, when in reality, they are no more than, much better than a cesspool, sewer, or septic system, a criminal enterprise for sure, with patterns of criminal behavior, making up a political and power machine, that, is all focused on my, fighting anything I am for, and taking whatever, me or my family, earn and make, seeing us, as worth more dead than alive! My surrogates have been practicing to be me, to write, to do the law, to do legislation, public speaking for fucking 16 years, if not longer, they just can't seem to kill me! Lol!
So, from my introduction and title, the same pattern arises, over and over and over again, first, I do something, purchase something, initiate a friendship, or contract with family or friends: second, the super mob, who monitors me, 24/7 catches wind of it, views it through either my computer or email, or sees, me, actually making the contact, through aerial surveillance, and then, third, they take action, making it look, however possible, that one of the girls, is actually the one, who did, the act, contact, or communications, even using my credit card, to steal the product, like my daughter, Nicole's new book on Amazon, whom, I am sure is getting robbed, just like her brothers, sister and mother, with products going out from Teller Publishing or Amazon, but, the money, never, making into her hands, so she has to purchase inventory, do book signings, and promo her own book, while the publisher and distributor are making a killing! I would imagine, that, much like my son's music, that creates a firestorm, on my blog, each time I write about him, as I would imagine, Nicole's book, The Question of LaHash, with a rocker on the cover of it, and a focus on young adults, would do, because, this blog, is much like Oprah's Book Club, when I promote something, it catches fire, and the site explodes, or the restaurant or brewery, suddenly becomes the IT place, or the church, bandwidth, busts from the traffic hitting their site! So, I find it hard, to believe that, Nicole, is seeing little online traffic, and has to spend her time away from her little family to peddle her own books, or did "they" pay more, like the first record label, when God's Revolver, Little Black Horse CD won 2008, hard rock band, struggled, because, I know for sure, it did not, and that EXIGENT RECORDS, SOLD OUT TO BRETT AND KAY, leaving them, allegedly owning the CD . . . ah, no, Elliot had a poor man's COPYRIGHT, filed with the LIBRARY OF CONGRESS, SO? FUCKING MOB, SHIT HEADS, EVEN IF THEY ARE SITTING IN SOME CUSHY OFFICE AT THE FBI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That is much like my trip to Kalispell, scheduled almost a month in advance . . . now, the bus lines, that used to serve, Kalipsell, were stopped, now, those that serve, St. George, Utah are too . . . can't order tickets online, nor purchase them? WHY? Think about the reasoning behind that, THERE IS NONE, it is not like, St. George, always listed on the top retirement spots in the nation, is like Bunderville, Nevada, where Cliven, Allan and the Bundy crew, spirit from! or Rachel Nevada, or even Orderville, Utah, shit, this is the modern age where you can basically get online services, fucking everywhere, so, why in the two spots, I most travel to, other than Missoula, which is a major hub for the bus in Montana, has gone from two trips a day, from KalispellENGINEER PUZZLES to throw you off the course of figuring out what they are doing, to steal, fucking a billion dollars, music, books, intellectual property, etc.!
I AM, READY, WILLING AND ABLE, TO FUCKING HELP ANYONE WITH LEGAL ISSUES, ESPECIALLY, FAMILY LAW ISSUES, WHERE I NOT ONLY TAUGHT BUT, PRACTICED . . . BUT, SEATTLE COULD BE THE BEST PLACE FOR ME TO GET OUT OF TOWN, OR THE WORST AND A DEATH TRAP! YOU BE THE JURY, AND SEE WHAT YOU WOULD HAVE DONE?
- so, out of the blue, as I have made headway, in taking down the super mob, exposing them, and their fucking dirty tricks daily, going to Utah, which is not only enemy territory, but a place that people know me and recognize me, so for those sisters, who have been pretending to be me for the last 4 years, there may be people, not only who should know me, and recognize a fake, like the attorneys, the cops and the judges, but, people in political and civic organizations, who might run into me on the streets, or, like the neighborhood party, or block party, where an acquaintance of my daughters, connected me, to her, because he worked at the BLM where she does, Tim, someone, who teaches school, working with disabled kids, in the school year, then, working at the BLM with Greta, during the summers, big risks, and totally stupid, with a billion dollars to risk, if they are not on my 24/7, so I was surprised when, Miles, called me, first of all, how the fuck did he get my number? he has been able to find it, when my own kids could not? and, given our passed, he would be a temptation, and Seattle is fun, and I have gone to help Miles with legal issues, both in Spokane and in Seattle, so, not out of the question, to use as a motive or reason to get me out Utah, taking away the threat of exposure!
- Miles, got a hold of me, the first or second day, I was in St. George, staying with my daughter, because my grandsons, missed me and the HEAT, was getting unbearable in Missoula, MT, so, I needed a break. All but one time, I blew off, Miles, calls, and like with everyone else in my life, I am not good, at looking backwards, which is a virtue and a fault, leaving behind me, high school friends, college friends, law school, bar and attorney friends and associates, plus not really setting down, any roots, whatsoever for the last few years of intense heat, tracking and harassment, that I have gone through. I politely called back once, then, never did return his calls, but he has been persistent. I have said, before, that, I would not go to Seattle just to have sex, or to visit, but, the legal, is always a carrot, and adding the frosting on the cake, makes it all the more worth it. But, I am sick of being bus ticket poor, just escaping, and want to enjoy life a bit, before, spending, half my money each month, on being run here and there, until I run out of money, making it far easier for the cops to keep an eye on me, or kill me!
- I was shocked, today, when the bus pulled up, at 11:00 AM, at the TEXACO, not in the normal spot, and in this rush to discredit me, making life hard, or make me get left, the bus was parked way on the other side of the gas pumps, and I almost didn't see it, with the posters, and shit on the Jack-in-the-Box windows, plus the gas pumps double deep, and today, I had to look two or three times to even see the bus, that generally, pulls in, right close to the fast food restaurant, knowing most people waiting for the bus would be waiting in there, since there are NO chairs to sit on, at the gas station. RED FLAG, #1! Number 2, was the few people on the bus, maybe, 6, or so, but, I guess it can happen? RED FLAG! So, then, I told the bus driver about my ticket, now he was black, Miles is black and this chick riding the bus, who was extremely nice, outgoing, forward even, for a while, and that ALL CHANGED, and I will tell you why! but, I knew, that Cedar City, is a stop, that passengers from SG can stop and pay for a ticket, but the driver, originally, told me, that, I could get one in Salt Lake? Cedar is a sometimes stop, but not always stop, but, he failed to mention, that I could get a ticket there, where, I actually, told the live person on the phone, to just send the ticket there, and she seemed to have nor problems with like a will call, type ticket, just stop by and pick it up, already paid for and prepared. I also, mentioned that, I could get a ticket in Provo, which I have had to do before too . . . we are not stopping in PROVO? Fuck, I have been taking that bus trip, for 4 years, and we have NEVER, not stopped, unless it is in the middle of the night and everyone is asleep, because of the two colleges, there is generally, someone coming and going! So, when he stopped in CEDAR, I WAS SHOCKED, jumped off the bus, and another BLACK was manning the shop . . . now, if these were Vegas, or even Salt Lake City, Utah, seeing a black would not be a problem, but, there seemed to be a chumminess between the driver and this other dude. He acted a bit nervous and then, asked me if my name was Julie something, which is one of my surrogate or symbolic names for Kay, because, this new chick in Mt. Sterling, was named Julie, and it sounded like he said MY LAST NAME, but he said, that the ticket was ONLY FOR $22 . . . RED FLAG #3,4,and 5! Shit!
- so, we stop at Parowan, which is where I have a home, just a mile from the TA gas station, but that is beside the point, but, Parowan was the first place, I ever caught the bus, when IRON COUNTY TRIED TO FRAME ME, FOR BLOWING UP MY CLIENTS' SHIT CAR, AFTER THE SHERIFFS STOLE MINE, EARLIER! So, this is home turf to me, I love Parowan. But, every time I visit, the cops of all flavors ate on my ASS, keeping me from even checking on the status, of my home, I thought a cop must have moved in! Greta and Dallas, said, it was abandoned, the yard a mess, the trailer still on the vacant lot, I own, next door, but, I sure as HELL AM NOT WELCOME IN MY TOWN, BY THE 21 cops that police the area, starting with U.S. Marshals, because of the ski resort on Forestry land, sheriffs, police, highway patrol, etc. I might move back in, and that is what they are afraid of, shit I can't even get close enough to see what is inside or what taxes I need to pay, and I AM NOT GOING TO PAY FOR THE 4 YEARS THE COPS HAVE BLOCKED ME FROM LIVING IN MY HOUSE!!!!!!! FUCK YOU MURDERERS, WHO TRIED TO KILL ME ON FAR MORE THAN ONE OCCASION! Like I was going to say, I am like Hillary in SOOOOOO many ways, professionally, and Trump the bully, is like the cops, who SUPPORT THE FUCKER! There sins, crimes, hate, are so over the top, and I am the criminal? SHIT?
- but, I was freaking out, in Cedar, and thought, that, now, I still didn't have a ticket, but when I had to RUSH to find the sneaky bus, parked across the parking lot, I was afraid, I left my money card on the table at the fast food joint! so, I was totally freaking, as much as I do, which is not much and I am pretty calm, but now, I thought, if there is a hassle, with the ticket, I am stuck with just the extra hundred I pulled off the card! INTERESTINGLY, enough, the black chick, was cool, but what she said, shocked me . . . SHE SAID, YOU ARE LIKE A SHINING STAR, AND NO MATTER WHAT THEY DO TO YOU, THEY CAN'T TAKE THAT SHINE AWAY FROM YOU . . . recently, I had been writing about, shining, in several of my last blogs? had she read them, she seemed, star struck, almost, like in awe, which, made me think, she knew exactly who I AM! RED FLAG #6! And it got stranger. So we started to talk, and she told me, her child was taken by CPS or in Utah, DCFS, and it was right at the TA that, my clients, the Guthries, had their four children taken, and dad worked at the TA, so, we commiserated about the fucking system, and people getting their kids taken, and that brought to mind, MILES! I had just ignored his texts, phone calls, and had EVERY INTENTION of doing so, not being one to go back to a relationship or friendship, or whatever we had, a bit, strange, but, fun. And like I am prone to do, I love to hook people up, either as mates or friends, and I thought, shit, Jeri is fighting to get her kid out of foster care and Miles is going through a similar thing with his ex and baby, so maybe, since I am not going to call him, she can call him, because SHE TOO IS GOING TO SEATTLE! RED FLAG #7! So, I gave her, his number, and told her to look him up and she seemed cool with that . . . now she struck me as being very sharp, but, I didn't think anything, but liked her. But, before I met her and when the bus, first, stopped, a song, I love, came on, and it was, Me and Mrs. Jones, WE GOT A THING GOIN' ON . . . due to the fact that, the driver was black and she was black, someone was playing soul music, R&B, and tons of songs, that, when Miles and I were hanging together, a few years ago, I used to listen to all these songs, all the time! AND BUS DRIVERS NEVER PLAY MUSIC!!!!! or not that I recall in my 500 trips, in the last few years! I thought the chick was playing them, until I noticed that she had earphones in! RED FLAG #8! So, from the start, my thoughts were on Miles, and I started to CRY, that shocked the shit out of me!!!! to say the least, getting tender, without any friends, contacts, alliances, being isolated, and corralled, in this shit storm I am in, so, the tender side of me, made me, want to call him, and knowing that some, cops sting op, was most likely going to be waiting in Missoula or Kalispell for me, Seattle and Miles, who is ALWAYS GLAD TO SEE ME, was looking more and more like a viable option and I was sure, there might be a sting in Salt Lake, so I looked, at the last text Miles sent, and it went from personal shit to legal, and he needed my help, and he would pay for me to come! So, I texted and said, I AM ON MY WAY! I will be in Seattle, by tomorrow night . . . I had checked the schedule with the black chick. MILES COULD NOT WAIT! Now, I, like I have with every man, I have met or been attracted to, considered the fact that they are undercover, CIA or FBI, or in Miles case, even SECRET SERVICE, because once when I would not go to a safe house, or down in the lower deck, he said, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO SENT ME! AND HE TOLD ME HE WAS ABOVE THE CIA? He has an IQ of 168, was raised in D.C., and his father worked for the Department of Transportation, and he taught me a thing or too, on the Amtrak, three day trip, where we split in Chicago, then texted 300 times . . . that is why, I think, that guy, the first guy, is DEAD! And my God INTEL, substantiated it . . . twice, when, I was wondering which MILES I was going to be with, even seeing signs of three, the second I was wondering that, I saw a sign that said, 3 Miles, then, a truck when by, that is a sign, that I have not seen for years, DHE, or DEAD HE! I started seeing that after being with MILES I! Then again, later just zoning out, and thinking about the difference in the guys I met, I saw that truck or line again! Then, a truck, that I have never seen before, CADIA, or CAD (womanizer) CIA, MILES IS A LADIES MAN, and WOMEN DIG THE HELL OUT OF HIM, MYSELF INCLUDED! FLAGS, FLAGS, FLAGS, but, to me, the BIGGER THEY ARE THE HARDER THEY FALL! Miles reminds me of a pro basketball player, the first one was huge, built, broad shoulders, but the next two, one was, but the other was not, but when you don't see someone, and you don't know them all that well, I can see how, the double thing, especially, with sisters or BROTHERS, several could be passed off as the same person . . . I NEVER THOUGHT ANY OF MY SISTERS LOOKED LIKE ME, but fatter, they do, when thin, I have a more classic chiseled face, but fatter, I have a wider face, like my sisters, who have my father's broader face. Love making styles were totally different too, one was a SPORT FUCK and the OTHER, WAS VERY TENDER AND LOVING . . . now, the same man could do both, but, that seemed out of character for MILES II! I enjoyed both!
- anyway, when I told the black chick, that I was, going to see Miles, so, don't bother to tell him, Hi, from JOANN, I would go see him, myself! She dropped, something, and the thought came to mind, that, this might be an agent, and she might be MILES girlfriend! SHE GOT MORE AND MORE PISSY WITH ME, and I think, that, I am a TROPHY TO THE COPS, and THERE girlfriends
Hands-Down Delicious!
- I just got back to Missoula, spent $180.00 for a ticket to Seattle, but, that tanked . . . so back where I was, the black chick, after she heard that I was going to see, Miles, got all weird, and said then I am not going to call him! and I said, still call him and I can help you too! She went from cool, to pissy, to a down-right bitch by the time, we got to the Salt Lake City, Utah, bus terminal, she was mad that, I got on an earlier shuttle than her, she put on this crazy sparkly mask, that I am sure was communicating something, like put the mask on the double, and then there were cops, outside and I mentioned it to her, and she got all strange about that . . . it is like they know you, are so jealous, if they are agents, that, they all start talking over you, will not listen to you, or they are trying to stop someone else from hearing something from satellite or something bizarre, some spook shit, and she just like went off the deep end, acting more and more strange, and she kept saying you are going to get there before me, like, if you didn't know Miles, then, why the shit attitude? Her actions seemed to totally make sense, in the context of Miles, or helping my double, Rachel, to travel without traveling, poolside breeze, as I run around, the doubles, just have to do JACK SHIT NOTHING, because they have fucking agents all over to cover for the bitch witches, who are all recreating, while they take credit for all that I do . . . TOTAL ATTENTION SEEKERS! I told this chick to go see if they would change her ticket, and they would for another $20.00 which she didn't want to pay, nor did she want to wait the 7 hours for the 12:05 AM bus, like, you can't tell that I WAS THERE! I am sitting at McDonald's, and at 7:40 AM, I was standing in front of the surveillance cameras, looking straight in them! It is good I stayed, or was prevented from working out, or staying in the 6 gyms and cities, because, with 7 years difference, 4 inches in height, and about 100 pounds, they, the agents, cops, assets, sure can't tell us apart . . . in reality, she is me, but not for long, I finally, through, hook or crook, obtained all I need to get I.D., finally, so, the girls', numbers are cooked, NO MORE MR. NICE GUYS, BECAUSE I AM GOING TO PREVENT THEM, from EVER GETTING MY ID AGAINS!
- it was funny, that, I got breakfast, at McD's, a #10, breakfast burrito, drink, hash browns, and a smile from, my friends who were glad to see me back in town, but, on the place mat, it says, FIRST WE BREAK'EM. THEN WE FIX'EM . . . BUT THE WAY, MY FOOD WAS LAYING ON TOP, IT SAID, ONLY "FIRST WE BREAK!" LOL! I'M STILL SINGLE, STILL FREE, AND STILL UNBROKEN!
- it is nice to be back on home turf, because, I went into the bus terminal, and the chick sees me, almost every few weeks, and sometimes more often, but, I gave her the fucking, stupid thing, that, the feds, sent me, instead of an e-ticket, which, I am sure was stolen, and I told her, that not only did I not get my ticket, but, now, I spent $180.00 to go exactly where I would have gone with the $96.50 ticket, I purchased on September 9, 2016th! Shit, buy is almost a month early, and get fucked, not once, but twice by, MILES too!
- surrogates, there was aa dude, who looked like James Kennedy at the bus terminal in Salt Lake City, Utah, then, we picked up a Miles surrogate in Idaho Falls at the stop before we go to Rexburg, then, a Brett surrogate comes in, and sits down by me, as if an IDENTIFIER to the cameras, so that when I hit Missoula or Kalispell, or Seattle, whomever the hitman or woman is, they know which one I am! Oh, then there was a Shelley surrogate waiting at the bus terminal in Butte, Montana, and my computer is NOT changing according to my location, it is stuck in BUTTE, as if the clone, is controlling, and JOANN is there, rather than that bitch Shelley! And as I came across the street, to McDonald's there was LUZ, a chick, who is on their team, so she could lie, and say that Shelley or Rachel, the JoAnn, flavor of the day, or Kay was really the chick they saw NOT ME, NEVER! LIES, LIES, LIES . . . Luz, originally was a roommate at the Poverello, and she is from NEW YORK, and she shows up when I have been gone for a while, but she was all excited, about her book, Miraculous Ways, about Luz's experience the day of 9/11 and she got all excited after almost hitting me, with her car, and told me that she just yesterday got her GRANT for her book . . . Shelley's sneaky way to LAUNDER MY MONEY! Shit, Shelley is me in Missoula, Rachel in Kalispell, Sue in St. George, Kay, wherever, and so forth and so on!
- I never use my email, so the clone computer, almost has free reign, and I am sure, they thought they had me TRAPPED, on this trip, because, SHELLEY HAS TAKEN OVER MY BLOG, getting COMMENTS, like the one, I tried to CUT AND PASTE, from September 29, 2016 . . . NEWSFLASH, I DON'T TAKE COMMENTS, NEVER HAVE, NEVER WILL . . . hint, hint, hint, for any LAW ENFORCEMENT WHO ACTUALLY CARES ABOUT ARRESTING THE GUILTY, RATHER THAN, GOING AFTER ME!!!!!!!!! PULL UP MY MSN EMAIL ACCOUNT, and you can READ IT! Something about BAD, RAD, blah, blah, blah . . . when I first started, there were comments, which, I am sure, they USED TO PUT TOGETHER A BOOK OF "MY" BEST WRITINGS AND SOLD MILLIONS ON that too . . . EVERYONE GETS PAID BUT THE BRAINS BEHIND EVERYTHING, ME!
