Malice is Not a Standard When Reviewing Civil Rights Violation for Cops . . . Prosecutors, Maybe?
I stole the mountains & minds, slogan from the Montana State University, flags, outside the Ronald Renne, Library, on campus, where I am writing this blog from, at the public access computers--thanks. Just a quick bit of travel log information, from my stay, for a few days, in beautiful Bozeman, Montana. The town library is state of the art, with cafe, big wooden beams, classy decor, tons of computers, you can use, if the government fries your personal PC, and a bright cheery atmosphere, with huge ass windows, to view the valley and mountains, while your mind is working on something, preferably. On, Saturday, after writing my blog, at the scene of a previous, great escape, from this same library, back in November of 2012, just 6 days before the presidential elections, while I was hiding out in Yellowstone, Jackson, the Tetons, and Grand Targee, being chased out of Utah, sneaking into libraries from Jackson Hole, to Bozeman, my email account, before my blogging days, had just been shut down, not a surprise, as I trashed Mitt Romney, the benefactor of about $118 million of my money, from my famous, securities, civil rights lawsuit . . . Brock et al v. Herbert et al, and a plot to use my money for Mitt's campaign, with just little old me, standing in the way of that easy money, with my opponents, being agencies, dominated by Mormons, like the NSA, FBI, and the CIA, and insiders, like my clients, family members, and others aiding and abetting Mitt and his presidential bid.
Close Encounters of a Bozeman PD Kind . . . Booked it Out of Town to Virginia City, Then to West Yellowstone, Think PD is Still after Me! LOL!
Okay, so I had come up through Calamity Lake, on a late fall day, the first of November, just days before the elections, to write my poison pen, expose' on Mitt, the Mormons, and the Men in Black, who had cheated me out of my contingency money, for a huge civil rights case, I was still taking to the United States Supreme Court. I pulled into Bozeman, late, at about dusk, given the time of year, probably around 6:00 p.m., I remember driving down the Main Street, seeing the statue of the yellow or white horse, up on the corner of a downtown building, yep, cowboy country for sure. I got the location of the library, and went directly up to the second floor, where the computer center is, nice, and got a guest pass number, and went to get on my email address, and it had been blocked, or the password, stolen, or it was non-existent, but it wasn't there for me to access, and I was pissed, being pushed for time, before the library closed, and having much to say about Benghazi, with my suspicions that this was a Mormon, CIA, Mitt, plot to discredit the Obama Administration, with Mitt, Congressman Jason Chavetz, (R.Utah), Navy SEAL, Adam Smith, all crying foul, claiming that the military and other CIA assets, had been told to step down, and claiming this, even before the President had been briefed by, you got it, the Mormon CIA, over 70% of that faith, and with a Mormon presidential contender, all using the situation to make Susan Rice of the State Department, and Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton, and President Obama look bad . . . I knew that the CIA, came up with the talking points, and the CIA within the State Department, with 1500 employees, had changed the talking points from the field, that said exactly what Susan Rice said, that there was a band of unorganized robbers, marauders, and protesters, upset with the incident in Cairo, a video, aimed and discrediting the Prophet Mohammad.
To my chagrin, with little time, to start with, I had to take the time to set up another gmail account, to carry out, my self proscribed, mission of taking Mitt, the Mormons and the Men in Black, my nameless faceless enemies, who were at war with me in cyber space, without a target, a face, or a person to take my frustration, continual frustration out on, seeing they had fried an earlier computer, I bought at Target, in Helena, within 3 days of purchase! The second, I set up the new account, the whole Obama administration, from V.P. Joe Biden, to Michelle Obama, to David Axelrod, and local campaign director, Jim Messina, of Bozeman or a graduate of MSU, all immediately were added to my contacts without me ever adding them or knowing even how to do that, without access to confidential contact information. But, I had been sending stuff to Montana Senator, John Tester, and some of his staff, whom I assume, must have been passing my insider, Mormon, trader information to the President's most intimate circles! I was shocked to say the least. But, I had no more finished the emails, that generally, circled back to me, via, statements made by people whom had read them, and then quoted them to me, going to thousands, I figured, when I closed my account of what I thought about Benghazi, having read and account in GQ Magazine, just days earlier, in Kalipsell, Montana, with a detailed description of the events in Benghazi, Lybia, back in October, the first time I went to Glacier National Park. I was all over the place, getting lost in Montana, the state sticker and mantra for the state, and well worth it!
FEMALE & MALE COP, RACING TO THE TOP OF THE LIBRARY STAIRS
I was just about to add another hour, so it must have been right around 8:00 p.m., with out a peek, a sound, a disturbance, a person having a heart attack, or anything of note, other than myself, chased through Utah, Idaho and Montana, about every day and a half, back in the days of the elections, so I guessed that the word had gotten to the local Bozeman PD, with many secret members of the Mormon Church, and Mitt fans, members of the Mormon mafia, coming to arrest me, detain me, jail me, or FEMA camp me, for expressing my first amendment rights, to free speech in revealing Mitt's network of clowns, and insiders, among, whom, I was a personal acquaintance with many, brother-in-law Kevin Schmidt, and sister, Sue, were in Mitt's Massechusette's Mormon stake, with Kev a Mormon Bishop, so this was a personal vendetta against me, to get their grubby hands on $118 million of my money, and damn good reason to take me down, track me, and dispose of me, murder if need be!
So, unsuspecting and unaware of anything that would merit a visit from the cops, I was standing up at the top of the stairs, looking at a magazine, and just chilling with my dirty, reported to the Obama Administration, convenient, and handing with them, hooking up to me, rather than the other way around, leaving me with few of my previous contacts, other than a few Salt Lake Tribune writers, whom I just happened to remember their easy email addresses, ones who had interviewed me on the stolen case, and who would have been interested, and who, bravely got the Tribune, to endorse President Obama, the week, before the elections, with the radio, reporting the news, as I returned from Bozeman, and dropped into Jackson, on the way back. The happiest day of that campaign cycle, until the night the President beat my, nemesis, and enemies, on November 6 or 7, 2012, just days after the event I am reporting.
So these two cops, come running up the stairs, and I said, hi to the male officer, the female, looked more intent on getting, me, or the other, non-existent bad guys, eliminating, all persons, other than me. After seeing the handcuffs and the chick cop, followed closely by the male, and still not sure why there were there, I said, hi to the officer, and I am sure I stood out, because I was wearing a bright orange sweatshirt, with a bison, and the words, Yellowstone on it. Maybe, they passed me, and thought I was a tourist, have been for the last three years! LOL! But, that scenario didn't look good, given the closeness to the elections, and my personal stake in it, and the general hatred for President Obama, back in the day; therefore, I decided, I better take the escape route and get the hell out of the library, back to my car, still having one in those days, hadn't been blown up with a pipe bomb, yet, and raced pasted the squad car, right in front of the exit, with the motor running! I calmly, but briskly, got in my navy blue, Tarus, that I purchased, registered, and was waiting for a new title, really, after the 2012, United States Supreme Court case, Jones vs. U.S.A., the case that was read, the day I was sworn into the bar of that court, in Washington, D.C., back in January, the 23rd of that year, and chased from that time forward, to TODAY, I headed down Main Street, very law abiding and speed obediently headed to the freeway and out of town.
CLEARING UP OLD ISSUES IN BOZEMAN . . . HIT FROM BEHIND!
Keep in mind, that I had just left a possible disasterous first visit to Bozeman, doing nothing wrong, but writing an email, that would inform Mitt Romney's opponent, that there were Mormon issues and connections with the incident in Benghazi, with the Mormon mafia deep in these parts, cops on the police force, not to mention CIA, and FBI agents at the masterminds behind the cops visits, it would not be hard to get back up, when the NSA spies, realized that I had avoided detection from the two cops, who didn't exactly know who they were looking for, other than someone on the computers, and I was no longer on them, so . . . that was plan A, and now, plan B, seemed to be in action, to trap me, before I got out of town, and back to another cop system, who may not be so easy to involve, seeing that President Obama was the officers in the national parks boss, and they would, be more loyal to their boss, than a Mormon, non-president, wanna be.
About the time, I am heading to the freeway, getting out of town, a big ass truck, pulls up on my ass, and hits my Taurus! Anyone, knowing traffic laws, knows, that if someone hits you from behind, they are automatically liable and responsible for the accident, because, they had the eyes to see, and they were either following you too close, or not paying attention, and didn't avoid an accident, in defensive driving, or they hit you on purpose . . . I believe the later was the case! Given what had happened at the library, the cops and all, I knew that this was an attempt to get me to have to pull over, so the cops, could get a second shot at completing, what is more and more appearing to be, Mission Impossible, since, I just passed my three year anniversary of being a member of the U.S. Supreme Court bar! Cop shops ought to give it up, and waste of tax payers' money, waste of resources, and totally, unfair to me, and you should be going after the people who were directing you back in the day, and now! You fucking have the wrong chick! I am the real, JoAnn S. Secrist, or I could not be telling you this Pig Tale!
Whomever was driving the truck, came right up on my bumper, and got so close, either to get my license, intimidate me, or get me to pull over . . . but why? It was in his best interest, being the culpable driver, not to make me stop for the cops, other than, he had an alterior agenda and motive, and that was to force me to stop, call the cops, report an accident, and get my ass thrown in jail, which was the original plan and intent, but failed. There is no other explanation, because, it was nothing more than a bump, and a truck would have sustained no damage, and I, would have been the one, to have benefited from the stop, other than at that point, I knew it was a set up! I went the speed limit, right down Main Street, turned down the street, Walmart is on, and headed right off the freeway entrance, and thought, if you want to follow me, go for it. It was like a slow motion chase, kind of like O.J. Simpson, when he was cruising down the freeway, going about 40 miles per hour, in fact, that is probably what gave me the idea! LOL! Hey, if you want to follow me to West Yellowstone, about 250 miles away, as I recall, that is okay with me! There was absolutely no damage to my vehicle, and the truck would have known that, he was behind me for hell sakes!
Second Visit to Bozeman, Was Absolutely Terrifying!
Again, my doubles, are alarmed, each time I go to another part of the state, because, they have given out grants, money, loans, gifts, and donations all over the state, on my money, and most likely promoted concerts, of my son's band, God's Revolver . . . a band by another name, but the same music, most likely in Bozeman, Montana, the perfect cowboy college town, with an emphasis on agriculture, farming and ranching, to kick off the Little Black Horse Where are You Going With Your Dead Rider? CD, and possibly the new stuff, the first installment of the cop response to the first album, where the songs were questions about the dead rider, now it was the cops, who had to figure out, in this epic western told in music, who the rider was, how he was killed, and what the details of the lover's triangle were, that led to a young man's death? This second visit, was no kids play, and after writing my blog, now, not just an email, but with 155 million readers, following me, they are stealing my blog too, couldn't even find my own blog the other day, at the library, or could find it on Yahoo, or some other search engine with 3 results, nice, they are taking almost a billion hits, and giving the writer, three results? Hell, before they started fucking with it, the first week, I had 1.6 million, every 35 seconds! Who is making the money again, the Mormon Mafia and government players!
This time in town, I didn't have a car to escape with, and had to come in on the bus, and leave on the bus, which makes you a sitting duck, just like today, I called the bus line, and asked how I caught the bus to get to Belgrade, where I have to catch the bus, which doesn't make sense, to make people go to Belgrade, when Bozeman has the students and the population, making it harder for me to get here? I wonder? These assholes, have no qualms about killing, maiming, inconveniencing everyone but them, a billion dineros is mucho money! With prison looming over their heads if caught, and a billion dollars, the sum my blog, has surely made, getting 1 cent per hit or result, with top days at 155 million, twice in one day, for about $300,000 for that day, and that is only for about 84 seconds, so times that by the number of seconds in a hour, then in 24 hours, and you can see the amount of money possible, with the blog redirected since October 9, 2013!
I wrote my blog, and reported that I was in Bozeman, and then hide out at a street festival, the Pita Pit, and then, after than, was shear terror. I was chased, tracked, harassed, trucks, with cowboys, checking car washes, with me, hiding back by garbage gates and dumps, cops, or what appeared to be undercover cops, coming in and hanging out, allegedly getting something to eat, at 4:00 a.m., but hanging out a bit long, and rearranging shelves and refridgerated containers . . . hello, not normal . . . looked like they were waiting for back up, and it came, but by that time, I had booked it across the street . . . getting me for a guy hitting me? No damage, nor responsibility . . . what report was given to the cops, logic didn't dictate, but passion did . . . a fucking miserable night, and I was never so glad to see the bus, pull in the parking lot!
Third Time, The Charm? Not After the Misdirections On Bus Schedules Out of Town! There is No, Walmart in Belgrade! Wrong Place, Wrong Time, Wrong City Even! Missed the Bus Out of Town by Seconds . . . Notified Driver, 4 Seconds? Couldn't Wait, My Driver Looked Like a Cop!
I will brag about the Ale Works Restaurant . . . food so good, that I had to get two dinners, the flavors, wonderful! I got fresh crab cakes, with a delicious salad, and the mixture of scents, spices, toppings, and tastes, were so amazingly good, that I just had to have more, got some other sauteed, mushroom, pasta, alfredo sauce, lovely second dinner, and the place was buzzing, fun, kids, families, pool tables, elegant, yet okay for kids and families, but nice enough to be a place you take someone on Valentine's Day, with little lighted trees, nice ambiance, and just a delightful dinner. And in addition, I had a touch of home, a waitress from Midway, Utah, one of my hometowns! It was fun to talk about Utah, my contacts, but she was far after my time up in the area, but she knew the old pioneer names, and landmarks, so it was fun. Her boyfriend, was a bar tender, she was a student in public health, and I believe, that he was just finishing some degree with a hopes of going to medical school. She was cute and fun, and made me feel, not so alone, while used to eating alone for the last 25 years, it was nice to have some conversation, even though the food was so good, I could have eaten it without a word, and been perfectly content!
After dinner, I wondered down the Main Street, looking for a club with music, dancing, or cowboys, seeing the plastic horse, I had remembered, but remembered it having a rider on it, but I guess not, or he was bucked off! LOL! I found a great old theater, the Historic Ellen Theatre, like a step back in time, old school for sure, just celebrated its, 95th anniversary, so is was built in about 1920! Red and Green, gold, glass, decor, art, lush, and so cool. It reminded me of the old Opera house I went to with my daughter, Greta, she bought us tickets, to Phantom of the Opera, that we attended, in San Fransisco, much from the same time period, as the copper kings, that built some of these old buildings. I can't remember the family name, a big one in this area, not Bozeman, but?, but the man, a Texan, drove cattle up to Montana, and got into other businesses, but his children, actually, built this theater, and named it after their mother! Very touching and a class act!
Just like in the old days, the refreshments were served in the foyer, before the movie, Funny Face, with Audree Hepburn and Fred Astaire, so fun, entertaining, that I had a perma smile on my face, and remembered that I had seen it when young, so nostalgic! I couldn't help but think, that movie, just might have had a big influence on me, when young. My mother wanted me, to enter beauty pagants, or do modeling, when New York agencies contacted me from pictures in the yearbook, but, hell no, I was into the intellectual pursuits, the Quality Woman if you will, the woman of women, like actress Hepburn played so well, with the beat nick cafe's, the philosophers, the thinkers, as opposed to the fashion gals . . . times haven't changed! The movie was delightful, the old time volunteers, who even showed us to our seats, was so charming and a step back in time, like right out of the movie, Tombstone . . . check my credit or debit card, and you can see dinner and theatre!
Great, Free, Bus Service, Until 2:30 a.m., Serving Students at the Downtown Clubs! I Switched Buses, Cops Went Screaming One Way, and I Went the Other!
I can't ever say for 100% sure, that what I think, is right, unless, I stick around to find out for sure, and then I couldn't write about it, in my blog. But, after the theater, the cops, started to show up on the scene, and rightly so, the hour was getting late, the students, getting a bit tipsy, and the bus, started hopping, teeming with students, hitting the town for a few good hours, before the witching hour, when the clubs close, and new hook-ups disappear, and go back into their holes, until Monday morning at school. What a great service to the students, and free! I decided to take a ride on the midnight express, and see where the bus went, check out more of Bozeman, than I had seen, booking it out of town, or terrorized the last two times I was here, with the possibility of spending some time here, to see if I like the place, looking for new adventures, excitement and beauty. In fact, I had called on an apartment, that sounded good . . . bugs on my phone, would most surely have alerted the local cops, that I might stay, and then their fear would surface, and the scare tactics would start, as they appeared to do!
I took on trip around the hour and a half ride, and had a fun conversation with the attendant and the bus driver. I got off, in front of 9 Main, a cool dance club, that looked like the happening place, and waited a few minutes for the shorter tour bus, to take the quick tour of the other midnight express bus. The bus driver, was applying to medical school, and had the University of Utah as number one on his list of best schools, and I told him, that I had been general counsel for the Utah Medical Association, and that was my least favorite job, because, docs don't meet during the day, but on nights and weekends, which bugged the hell out of me, and threw off this single mother, who had kids and a schedule that was set in stone at that point of my career, with a fine balance between the attorney, professor, and her motherly duties, that were of utmost importance to me, and getting bashed to hell with that job! Screammmmmm! Anyway, about half way through that tour, I decided that I wanted to go to Walmart, and get a after midnight snack.
Just as I switched over, half way point, at the gas station, for the changing of the buses, I went back to the other bus, and just as the buses, started in different directions, me switching at the last minute, unbeknown to either bus driver, who had assistants to help with transfers and such, I just did the routine myself, to the shock of all concerned, a quick learner, or someone, who knows full well, that I have been set up time and time again! So, right as I am going the opposite direction, I had originally been going, cops, screammed down the street, after the bus, I was suppose to be on . . . and I wondered? There were about 4 different cop cars. I got into Wally's World, and decided, that the motels across the street, that I had stayed at the night before, looked like a nice haven, just in case, Bozeman, was waking up to the fact that I was in town again . . . old scores to settle? I need to tell them what happened, and they may not be so willing to support, some guy who actually hit me, with no damage . . . might put two and two together and get the assholes, who are after me, in attempted homicide! I would stay, but the unwelcome wagon is on my ass, as usual . . . on the wrong side, dudes and dudettes! I am the real gal, the good one, the original, not the fake, fraud broads that have bought you out, lock, stock and barrel!
You better check out the right person, because some cops are getting sued in some part of the state, maybe here, for arresting and beating up, the wrong brother, not the one on the warrant! I got my license yanked, from my sister''s DUI, in Utah, using my driver's license, I don't drink! I can't get a California birth certificate, after letting my Utah license expire, last December 17, 2013, with the anticipation of getting a Montana driver license . . . guess who controls the vital statistics . . . you are right, the government, with FBI fusion centers interfering, stopping me from getting a license, if the gals have either a Utah or a Montana license, they are not the real one! I don't have any ID, they have paid people, with charges, get dropped for taking my shit, over the last two years, stopping me and taking all forms of ID, so if they have ID, they are the fakes! GET IT?
MALICE--DOESN'T APPLY TO COPS!
The problem, you have, boys, when you let some bitches you are fucking, steal my ID, my bar licenses, my blog, my cases, my son's music, and the likes, my resume, is you don't get the brain, with the experience, that is connected, the one who paid the price for the knowledge, who learned the shit, the law and fought the way up the legal ladder, clawing and scratching her way to the top . . ., you get the imitators, the fakes, the liars, the chicks, who never paid the price, and there is not short cut to success. My Intel, tells, me that Eric Holder, U.S. Attorney General, has been duped, as many have been, by my, alleged, Mormon Muffin, look-a-like, sister, flight attended, P.E. major, baby sister, who is about 5'11, with size 11 shoes, just a big woman . . . I am 5'7" and my feet, are size 7 1/2, so while fatter, than my 7 year younger, sister, I am smaller framed, and she is a big lady! Just the boob size is telling, she has had 3 boob jobs, that I know about, me none! But, my suspicions are, that Eric Holder, and clue, was I was watching NCSI today, and this doctor, an epidemiologist, a Dr. Rachel Holder, the name of the chick ready to let a pandemic go, that would kill, 1/3 of the people on the planet, but, symbolic names like that get my attention.
Remember the book and the movie, Catch Me if You Can . . . Leo DiCaprio, a real story of a guy, who faked being a doctor, a lawyer and a pilot, and then went and worked for the FBI! Well, I am sure, that he used his methods of fooling people, to help, train and teach, sister Rachel, along with others to be me, since, people, hadn't seen me for 10 years, so they remember me looking a bit, more like her, due to the weight gain, I participated in, while thinking I was going to die. But, it is scary to think, where my resume, my experience, my reputation, and my cases, not to mention my blog, that I know, members of the Obama administration, have been following since, 2012, and now with my blog being stolen, buried, and almost totally extinct, over the last few weeks, fear, or is Mitt Romney coming back and gong to run, and the Mo's are going to have to get rid of me, to have him get his way, with the people. But, when the Department of Justice came out with the lame ass, standard of review, stating that Officer Wilson, of Ferguson, Michael Brown shooting, was said to have had no civil rights violations, because they didn't find that he used malice in the shooting! WHAT?
Malice Is a Very High Standard, But It Applies to Slander & Libel Cases, Dealing With Elected Officials, or Malice is Connected with Malicious Prosecutions, or Vindictive Prosecution, and Applies to Prosecutors! Not Cops! So?
This is why, it is critical, that people do not practice law without a license! Rachel, Shelley, Sue, Tiffany, and I would say, that Kay and Kelley, two of the attorneys, who have claimed my ID, and my work, are not qualified, even as attorneys, let alone the gals, with absolutely no legal training, other than what they have picked up from reading my cases, blogs, legislation, and whatever. Because, people reading my experience and background, are looking for a level of expertise, that is really above many lawyers level of understanding, case in point, with releasing this asinine statement, that Officer Wilson, never reached the level of malice, when shooting Michael Brown . . . obviously, whomever the attorney, attorneys, or panel of attorneys, within the Department of Justice, who came up with this misapplication of the law, is sorely mistaken, from all my research and understanding of civil rights cases, and what standards of review might be applied, to cops, when determining if civil rights had been violated.
I was listed as #2 in the nation, at the height of my career, as a constitutional law attorney, with the two biggest civil rights cases in the nation, by hundreds of dollar amounts, one civil, securities and the other connected to criminal law cases, while civil in nature! In my securities case, that I took all the way up to the U.S. Supreme Court, sworn in January 23, 2012, with double sworn in January 22, 2012, but sure as hell not ME!, at the 10th Circuit Court of Appeals, with a 45 page brief, after cutting 10,000 words out, of my 65 page brief, with 4 solid pages of case law, most of them from the U.S. Supreme Court cases, with the Supremes using my brief and arguments, from the 10th Circuit and analogously comparing cars to affects, protected by 4th amendment protections from illegal searches and seizures, after I had, early, February of 2011, when I turned in my brief, on the Brock case, comparing modern day computer files to "papers" wording from the 4th amendment, and protected from unreasonable searches and seizures, with 4 pages of case law, which the Supremes, used, in Jones v. U.S.A., one of the three cases, that Justice Scalia, read, the day I was sworn in, sending me straight down to the U.S. Supreme Court Clerk, Nixon, asking him for a copy of the Jones case, so I could compare my brief and cases, with the high courts! They copied ME, I didn't copy them! I didn't need to take the case, the Supremes used my arguments for their case!
Brock, wanted me to take the case on statue of limitations issues, but that is not an area the court generally grants cert to! That case had nothing to do with malice as a standard of review on appeal . . . but, however, my second big, multi-million dollar case, against, Scott Garrett, Iron County Attorney, who was a named defendant, was alleged to have used malice, as in malicious prosecution, an element of vindictive prosecution! These dumb, bimbo, bitches, impersonating me, and not knowing what the hell they are talking about, never having done the research, just claiming to be me, having read the two cases, the later, Cheek et al v. Garrett et al, might have picked up several buzz words, like "malicious" or "malice", with this case, hitting cops and prosecutors, and not smart enough, educated enough, or coached enough, to realize, that word, has nothing to do with cops, even though, a prosecutor and cops, were co-defendants! One size doesn't fit all . . . to say the least!
I APOLOGIZE FOR THESE BITCHES AND BASTARDS THAT YOU THOUGHT WERE ME!
I am sure, that the fuckers, who are fucking you over, making you think you are in experienced, civil rights attorney hands, one of the best in the nation, and a former, Utah Assistant Attorney General, in that area, of the Criminal Enforcement Division, as a staff attorney, for the Utah Prosecution Council, you would be inclined to listen to the, having believed that they were me, with my background, in not only prosecution training, but in criminal defense work and as a constitutional law attorney! And herein lays, the problem and the lies, who you think is me, just simply, is fucking not me! Not one of these bitches, and the bastards, who are promoting them as such, have one iota of knowledge like me, if they studied 100 years, they could not recreate the experiences, the background, the reality, the learning, that took place, to get me to the level of knowledge, that I have obtained. I don't care if they have a cadre of attorneys, in the Department of Justice, maybe even Loretta Lynch, your replacement, my experience is rare and superior to most and I would match it to anyone in your ranks and file at the Department of Justice!
I am embarrassed that you have fallen prey to their deceptions, believed them to some extent and this might just be the event that exposes, their lies, and their deceits, their fabrications and fraud, and land their asses, where they belong, in prison, and just the right entity to put them there, Possibly, if you get, righteously pissed enough, but I am sure the NSA, working in concert with them, stopped me that day, from writing a scathing critique on the subject, and let me only write in the title, which as you will see, came out originally the date of your release, press release, about a week ago, and I was blocked from writing more, so as not to expose the losers that don't know jack shit about this stuff, but are either called to protect cops and prosecutors with this bull shit, lie of a standard of reveiw, or they are hoping that if I am stopped, there are few, that would care enough to comment!
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